The rise of the human race, my players are super fierce!

Shooting Ku leaned against the stone wall of the valley, covering his elbow-broken right arm.

During the battle just now, he was accidentally rushed to his side by a jackal, tearing off half of his arm.

Now, only half of his right arm remains, and blood is flowing loudly, looking very miserable.

Fortunately, it doesn't hurt.

Several teammates looked at his wound and shook their heads.

After these days of playing, everyone also has a certain understanding of the injury system of this game.

As long as there is no injury to the heart, throat and other vital parts, and no severed limbs, whether it is internal or traumatic, it can recover slowly over time, and even does not require treatment.

Of course, with treatment, the good will be faster.

In addition to treatment, the speed of recovery of injuries is directly related to physical fitness. The same injury, the higher the physique, the faster the recovery.

This is the advantage of physique players, and this advantage will become more obvious in the later stage.

But a severed limb cannot be recovered.

Therefore, once players have severed limbs and injuries that take a long time to recover, they will choose to self-cut and resurrect.

The resurrection is just waiting twenty-four hours, which is better than lying in bed for a few days or permanently disabled.

Unless you have a special hobby, you want to cosplay the Condor Hero Yang Guo or something.

Shooting a little Ku obviously does not have this hobby, and if you want to recover, you can only choose to be reborn.

"Say, how do you want to die?"

The ranger patted Ku's shoulder and asked with a smile.

"I'm not as perverted as you, I have to experience the feeling of being buried alive or something, you just smash me to death with a stick."

The shot was a little white at him and said.

He didn't ask for a way to die.

It was the schadenfreude look of the ranger that made him a little uncomfortable.

You wait, next time you get hurt, Lao Tzu will definitely set off firecrackers to celebrate!

He had forgotten that the last time the ranger was injured and needed to be repaired, he was smiling.

"Okay, satisfy you!"

The ranger smiled and picked up the mace on the side and aimed it at the head of the shooting point.

"Smash on time!"

Shooting a bit Ku said.

Although it didn't hurt, he didn't want to die after several blows.

"Don't worry, one hit is guaranteed to kill."

The ranger assured with a grin.

"Come on."

Shooting a little Ku closed his eyes.

The ranger was also not polite, picked up the mace in his hand, and slammed it at the head of the shooting library.

With a bang, the shot bit of the library directly disconnected.

Only a corpse with a blossoming head remained.

This scene happened to be seen by the wind wolf standing next to Lin Feng.

He has been observing the shooting point library, seeing that he has broken half of his arm, there is not the slightest pain on his face, and he can even communicate with his companions lightly, and he can't help but sigh that this Terran is really a tough guy.

Lose to such an enemy, no shame!

Then, he saw the ranger grinning and patting Ku's shoulder, and the two were talking about something.

Although I didn't understand, I think it was my companions who were reassuring this Terran with a broken arm not to be sad, even if his arm was broken, they would protect him and so on.

Just as he was thinking, he saw the grinning Terran raise a mace, and send the Terran with a broken arm to the Western Heaven.

This terrifying scene made his wolf hair stand up, like falling into an ice cave.

That Terran only broke half of his arm, even if he lost the ability to hunt, he could still do a lot of other work, and he was definitely not a waste or a burden.

But his companion actually killed him without hesitation!

What was even more terrifying was that when the surrounding Terrans saw this scene, they were not the slightest bit surprised, and they looked accustomed to it.

No one even looked twice!

Even the Terran powerhouse who captured him, who was obviously the leader of this group of Terrans, ignored this matter.

What a horrible tribe!

What a terrifying Terrans!

He couldn't help but start shivering.

"What do you want to do?"

Lin Feng on the side saw that his wolf hair stood up, and he thought that he wanted to sneak up on himself or escape, and immediately asked vigilantly.

"No, nothing!"

The wind wolf was taken aback by Lin Feng's questioning and hurriedly replied.

Because of fear, the voice has a hint of crying.

"Nothing? Nothing, how did your hair stand up?

Lin Feng didn't believe his words.

According to his experience, cats and dogs are only when they are angry, and when they are ready to fight, their hair will stand up.

I think the jackal should be similar, right?

"I'm just a little cold."

The wind wolf naturally did not dare to say that he was frightened by their coldness, and quickly found a reason.

"Cold?"

Lin Feng stretched out his hand suspiciously and felt the cold wind blowing through the valley entrance.

It's late autumn, and there is indeed a loss of cold.

"You jackals are so afraid of the cold?"

Lin Feng asked curiously.

"No, not all jackals are afraid of the cold. Since I was a child, my physique has been weak and I can't afford wind chills. The

wind wolf said with a sad face.

He can't make it up!

But once these terrible Terrans find out that he is lying, they will kill him immediately, right?

Fortunately, Lin Feng did not continue to ask, turned his head and began to direct the players to clean up the battlefield, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

He didn't dare to run around, but obediently followed Lin Feng, and he followed Lin Feng wherever he went, like a small follower.

The players on the side looked at him curiously.

What's going on with this jackal?

Patriarch's newly acquired younger brother?

The players were just curious, but the wind wolf met the curious eyes of the players, but it was like sitting on pins and needles, like a thorn in the back, like a crow in the throat...

These people don't want to kill me, right?

After directing the player to clean up the battlefield, Lin Feng took the wind wolf to the inner valley and began to interrogate.

"Jackal spies entered the valley yesterday, didn't you?"

Lin Feng leaned against a tree trunk, looked the wind wolf up and down, and asked.

There are traces of the appearance of the jackal spies in the valley, but the players have not found any trace of the jackals, and he was still a little puzzled.

But after seeing the wind wolf, his doubts have been solved.

The wind wolf that transforms into the form of a wolf will be smaller than the jackal form, and it is normal to avoid the player's sight through the concealment of the grass.

"It's not..., it's it."

Wind Wolf stammered in reply.

He wanted to deny it, but he was afraid that Lin Feng would kill him after knowing that he was lying, so he quickly changed his words.

"Yes or no?"

Lin Feng frowned.

What does it mean not to be?

"Yes, it's me. I also do what I am told, don't blame me. "

The wind wolf does not dare to have the slightest lie.

Seeing the wind wolf looking like this, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile and continued to ask, "How many people are there in your werewolf tribe?"

"Don't lie to me, you know the end of lying to me!"

After asking, Lin Feng did not forget to threaten the wind wolf.

"You let me do the math."

The wind wolf said, breaking his fingers and counting.

"Our tribe originally had seventy-one adult jackals and thirteen children. Thirteen people from the Broken Throat Squad were killed by you a few days ago, and twenty-one more died today, hmm..."

He clenched his fingers and calculated carefully, for fear of miscalculation, his brain sweated.

The death toll of today's jackal was what he saw when he followed Lin Feng to count the results of the battle.

"Hmm..., there are forty-seven adult jackals left!"

He finally figured it out.

Lin Feng looked at him speechlessly.

"It should be thirty-seven, right?"

This guy's math is also so bad that jackals can't count?

Douda's cold sweat flowed from the wind wolf's brain.

"I'm sorry sir, I miscalculated, I didn't mean it, don't kill it!"

He knelt on the ground with a bang and begged Lin Feng with a crying voice.

Lin Feng looked at him speechlessly.

I'm afraid there's something wrong with this jackal, right?

Because miscalculation is to kill people, am I that cruel?

"I ask you, are you willing to submit to me and serve our Star Tribe?"

Lin Feng asked.

How to deal with the wind wolf, he also thought it through.

There are three, kill, take, or let go.

It is naturally impossible to let go, he was captured by his ability, why should he be let go?

After the wind wolf was captured, he was quite obedient, what to ask and answer, plus the ability was not bad, it was a pity to kill.

The best option is to take it in.

The only concern is whether this guy will pretend to submit and wait for the opportunity to betray.

"I do, I do! In the future, you will be my master, you let me go east, I will never dare to go west! The

wind wolf replied immediately.

As long as he doesn't kill him, he is willing to do anything!

At the moment when he agreed to surrender, a system prompt sounded in Lin Feng's ears.

"Congratulations to the host for successfully subduing the jackals and unlocking the hidden race 'jackals', players have a certain probability of triggering when selecting a power system, and they can choose."