Qiao Jingting opened his eyes.

He was not sure whether he really did the "open" action because his eyes were pitch black.

The surroundings were so quiet that the needle could be heard, and it seemed that there was nothing. He could not feel the pain, the temperature, the wind, or even his breathing. He seemed to have lost...feelings.

Is he dead?

Where is he?

The world after death?

He touched his body and was stunned.

It was a unique experience, he could feel his body, for example, he knew that he was clenching his fists, or getting up, and taking steps, but he couldn't touch them, he couldn't touch anything, including his body.

This is what happened after death?

He turned into a ghost?

He looked around and wandered around, there was nothing here, including his own body. He was like a lonely soul, exiled to the edge of the world, and what was squeezed around him was airtight darkness and loneliness.

I don't know how long he had been wandering like this, but when he was so depressed that he wanted to scream wildly, suddenly, a small ball of light appeared in the distance.

He was overjoyed and remembered the light that appeared when he fell into the sea. He walked in that direction with a little expectation. If he could give him another chance to be reborn, he would definitely cherish it. Even for his grandmother, he would endure humiliation and not show off his temporary ferocity.

He felt like he was walking, but the place seemed to be without space and geography. The light seemed quite far away, but he arrived in a few steps.

When he walked into the light, he saw clearly that it was a big gray-haired mouse about the same height as a human. To be precise, it was a robot mouse. Its fur was peeling off many places, revealing the metal and lines in it. Its tail was hanging behind it, looking very broken.

Qiao Jingting felt incredible. Is this heaven or hell? Why did a broken robot mouse appear?

He couldn't help but be curious and wanted to go over and touch the mouse's fur, but at this moment, the mouse's eyes suddenly emitted green light, and his tail was also shaken, and he raised his big claws and waved it towards Qiao Jingting.

Qiao Jingting was shocked and instinctively hid back. He was not sure whether he could dodge it. He didn't even know whether his body had moved.

In short, he did not feel the pain, so he watched the mouse swing his claws, waved it once, and then waved it a second time. The more he retreated, the more the mouse chased, chased, swung his claws, and bitten it. A series of movements seemed to be determined to kill him.

Qiao Jingting started to retreat desperately, but soon he found that the mouse could not touch him, nor could he touch the mouse. He watched the mouse attack the air funnyly, and could send a little boredom. So he just stepped back and observed the mouse's movements. Anyway, he had nothing else to do.

Until he got tired of the mouse's ugly big face.

The distance between the two people is sometimes far and sometimes close. Qiao Jingting knew that the space here cannot be judged by common sense, so whether he can get rid of the harassment of mice is whether he runs fast or not. It seems that it doesn't matter whether he is far or not. It depends entirely on luck or some law he doesn't understand.

Just as he was about to give up, a white light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and his consciousness became blurred instantly.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar face, half pretty and half hideous.

"Ah..." The girl let out a low scream, then quickly covered her mouth, her eyes widened, and she looked at him in shock.

Qiao Jingting also looked at her in surprise, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

What's going on?

Isn't he dead?

He was cut off his hands by the group, and then entered a mysterious space, chased and bitten by a robot mouse, and then...and?

"You, you are not dead?"

The girl stuttered.

"I..." As soon as Qiao Jingting spoke, the pain that he had temporarily forgotten suddenly rushed like a tide, and invaded his whole body in an instant. He let out a cry of pain, and his facial features were twisted.

"Don't move, you're all covered in injuries."

The girl still looked weird, "Why aren't you dead?

You, you obviously haven't breathed."

"I... don't know..." Qiao Jingting gritted his teeth and endured the pain, "Where are those people?"

"Go away."

She pursed her lips and frowned, as if she didn't know what to do with Qiao Jingting.

"Me, my hand..." Qiao Jingting thought of the hand that rolled on the ground. People who had never experienced it could not understand the pain of physical separation. It was not only physical pain, but also serious psychological destruction.

"As for you, I've picked it up for you."

Her eyes were stroking back and forth on Qiao Jingting, as if she wanted to make sure he was a human or a ghost.

Qiao Jingting grabbed his broken hand, not knowing what it felt like.

She sighed and muttered, "I'm unlucky. I could earn 30 points for collecting corpses, but if you survive, I'll put it in..." A yellowed sheepskin scroll suddenly appeared in her hand.

Qiao Jingting recognized that thing exactly the same as the scroll used by the system elf to repair the wound on his arm.

The scroll floated over and unfolded, revealing the green leaf pattern, and then turned into a ball of green light, wrapping Qiao Jingting's broken wrist and broken hand. Qiao Jingting watched in surprise as his hands connected to the broken wrist, and the bones, blood vessels, nerves, texture, and flesh were all reorganized and communicated. Finally, his hands returned to him!

Qiao Jingting endured the pain and excitedly supported his body. He turned his wrist and moved his fingers. Except for the cut marks around the ring wrist and the dazzling silver ice bracelet, everything was as new as ever.

Qiao Jingting let out a deep breath, as if he was reborn. No matter how many questions he had in his heart, at least he was still alive! He looked at the girl and said solemnly: "Thank you, I owe you a favor."

"More than one favor, you owe me a scroll, it's very expensive."

The girl said again, "You can raise other injuries by yourself, or find a way to earn points by yourself and buy a healing scroll."

"I will give you back."

"You'd better think about how to save your life first."

Qiao Jingting tried his best to move his wrists, feeling the reality of his hands returning to their original position.

At this time, he had the time to observe the surroundings. They were in a dark woods. It was already late. Only the sparse moonlight provided faint lighting. Under such light, half of the girl's face looked particularly terrifying.

He curiously said, "Can any injury be repaired in that scroll?"

"Just have one breath left."

"Then..." Qiao Jingting looked at her face, and wanted to speak but stopped.

She said calmly: "This is a memorial."

Qiao Jingting didn't ask much, and said again: "Thank you, my name is Qiao Jingting."

"Shu Ai, the wormwood of wormwood."

Shu Ai looked up and down at Qiao Jingting, "How did you survive?"

"I don't know... I entered a very strange place, it was pitch black..." Qiao Jingting described his experience just now.

The more Shu Ai heard, the deeper his brows frowned: "I have never heard of such a place."

"Will you go to that place if you get chopped?"

"There are people in the village who suffer all kinds of injuries every day, so what is it to cut a hand?

However, the robot mouse you mentioned is not the gray squirrel outside the village, right?"

"Gray squirrel?"

"Well, it's the lowest level monster-sweeping point. Kill one can get 3 points."

Qiao Jingting opened his mouth: "So, this world is really like playing online games?"

He really didn't have the strength to sit up straight, so he wanted to move towards the big tree next to him. With every move, it touched the wounds all over his body, causing cold sweat to spread on his forehead.

"Don't move around."

Shu Ai had a few more boxes of medicine in his hand and threw it far to him. "The medicine is still very cheap, to stop bleeding, to prevent inflammation and relieve pain, let's take it first."

Qiao Jingting let out a breath and swallowed the bitter pills along the saliva.

Then he touched the injured area, two of his ribs were broken, and his spine must have been cracked. He didn't know how the damage was. Anyway, he was in pain, dizzy and wanted to vomit. Except for taking it back with a broken hand, he was almost the same as a useless person.

He whispered: "You can buy anything in the system?"

"It seems."

"Online games don't sell food and medicine."

Shu Ai said: "This is a 'real' online game. It's not a virtual character who fights for his life, but you."

Qiao Jingting was silent for a moment: "Why am I here?

What about those people?"

“They cut your hand and then you didn’t breathe and didn’t move.

They thought you were dead, so they asked me to collect the body."

Shu Ai pointed to the pit next to him, "After it was dark, I dragged you here and wanted to bury you."

Only then did Qiao Jingting notice the newly dug hole, he said in surprise: "Did you dig?"

Such a slender girl dragged him a man of 140 pounds here and dug such a big hole?

"Oh, this incident makes you feel weird?"

Shu Ai's tone was a bit sarcastic.

Qiao Jingting laughed at himself. Nothing happened this day was beyond his imagination. He said, "You have also strengthened it."

When it comes to the word "reinforcement", he no longer feels awkward, he completely accepts his situation.
To be continued...