This Game Is Too Realistic

Seeing that this woman's recovery ability was so strong before, Chu Guang originally planned to save this injection, but when he found that her wound had started to become inflamed and swollen, he weighed the pros and cons and finally dispelled the idea of saving costs.

If he let the condition of the wound worsen, she might be amputated.

The shelter, for now, had no doctors who could perform surgical operations, not even anesthetics and alcohol for disinfection, let alone a sterile environment that could perform major operations.

Thinking of this, Chu Guang made up his mind silently.

Leaving the matter of anesthetic aside, at least he needed to ask Brother Mosquito to get the alcohol out!

Seeing Chu Guang approaching step by step, Xia Yan instinctively wanted to retreat, but with only one leg and half her life left, she sat weakly on the chair, unable to retreat.

"You, don't come over."

Chu Guang did not bother to explain anything to her, just sticking the needle in her right leg.

"Ah-"

Huh?

Doesn't hurt?

Halfway through screaming, Xia Yan stopped and looked at the man in front of her with a dazed expression until he withdrew the needle that was stuck in her leg.

What happened?

Why doesn't it hurt at all...

Just when Xia Yan wanted to ask this in a low voice, her consciousness suddenly fell into a trance.

"What did you do to me?"

"I saved your life, you don't need to thank me."

Actually, if you really want to thank me, you can try to work hard.

However, Chu Guang did not expect the natives of this world to be as diligent as the players from the other world.

Xia Yan wanted to say something, but her tongue could no longer move. Her consciousness quickly fell into darkness, and her panicked breathing gradually became even more uniform.

"I didn't expect this thing to have an effect of inducing sleep."

"Fortunately, I didn't use it in battle..."

Observing her reaction quietly, Chu Guang took a pen from the drawer and silently wrote down her clinical reaction in a small notebook.

Nano Healing Syringe has side effects such as drowsiness, anesthesia, and trance, so it should not be used in combat.

After finishing this, Chu Guang carried her to the next door, found four rooms where the culture chamber had not been activated, and put her on the ground.

The efficacy of Nano Healing Syringe has begun to appear.

The originally swollen and pus-filled wound was gradually no longer swollen and purulent, and her pale cheeks gradually recovered some healthy complexion.

Although it was impossible to expect the lost calf to grow back, at least she did not need to amputate her entire leg.

The temperature and air level of the shelter were basically stable, within the most suitable range for human living. Although the floor was a bit cooler, it was much better than the outside.

Now she just needed to rest.

This woman's physique was pretty good, and Chu Guang believed that she would get better.

Leaving a piece of chocolate and a bottle of pure water produced by the outpost on the ground, Chu Guang locked the door of the room with the authority of the administrator to prevent this woman from wandering in the shelter after waking up.

Then, Chu Guang went back to the residents' hall and couldn't wait to do an individual check on himself.

[

ID: Chu Guang

genetic sequence: administrator

Grade: LV.5→LV.7

——Basic attributes——

Strength: 9→10

Agility: 6

Constitution: 7→8

Perception: 7

Intelligence: 6

]

"Leveling up two levels in a row?"

Although he faintly felt that he was close to the edge of a breakthrough, he did not expect that this time the crisis would make him jump directly from LV5 to LV7.

Chu Guang's face was full of surprises and joy.

But having said that, the attribute's changes caused by the development progress of the "administrator" genetic sequence seemed to follow no rules.

Other players had main attributes, but he didn't. The points that increased seemed to be randomly allocated.

However, the addition of 1 point of strength and 1 point of physique was not bad.

These two were basically the most useful and better attributes in the early stage.

Chu Guang now had 10 strength points, which was almost twice as powerful as that of an ordinary adult male. This was also true for items related to endurance, explosiveness, and other related items in the physical examination results.

The improvement of physique meant that he would have a stronger physique and a stronger resistance to negative states.

Of course, what Chu Guang cared most about was the talent bar at the bottom of the attribute panel.

Compared with the last medical examination, this time there was an extra line in the talent column——

[Talent: Wild Instinct (In a limited state, the wild instinct can be awakened, all attributes are increased by 10-15% during the duration and the accumulation speed of fatigue value is increased by 20-30%.)]

"Wild instinct, not bad..."

But Chu Guang still felt that this word sounded weird.

However, it was not that hard for him to accept it.

After all, the first administrator who designed this set of attribute panels and conversion formulas was a guy full of bad tastes.

Based on the previous physical examination data, Chu Guang roughly made a guess.

Simply put, this talent should be able to improve the work of the whole body's cells, metabolic efficiency, or stimulate the secretion of adrenaline within a certain period of time.

The effect was somewhat similar to a stimulant.

However, it was only similar.

The physiological and chemical reactions involved should be quite complicated.

Moreover, the panel data determined by the body examination was only a reference after all.

For example, for the creeper he encountered today, in terms of panel data alone, this beast would have crushed him as a human without any suspense.

But even so, it was still not an easy task for this monster to kill him.

After entering the medical examination data into the computer for archiving, Chu Guang looked at the backpack he had thrown on the ground before. He reached out and picked it up.

Inside was the equipment that Night Ten had found from the corpses of the three mercenaries.

The moment the zipper was unzipped, an expression of joy immediately appeared on Chu Guang's face.

Four pistols, two submachine guns without buttstocks, a pump-action shotgun, and an assault rifle that was broken into two pieces in the middle.

Regardless of whether the assault rifle could be repaired or not, the harvest this time out could be described as a bumper harvest!

"I'm rich!"

The drops from those guys are awesome!

In addition to firearms, there were probably one or two hundred rounds of bullets. Some were packed in magazines, and some were just scattered, cramming half-person-height backpacks.

It could be seen that the Night Ten was very careful when searching those mercenaries, he even collected the empty magazines and stuffed them into the bag, leaving nothing behind.

However, the materials used for these bullets were very general. Most of them were forged from steel. Only a few loose bullets had steel cores covered by copper or lead cores covered by copper.

Chu Guang also noticed that a few bullets were painted with red paint, and the materials were not very common, so they should be special bullets.

Although these mercenaries were not rich, they had sufficient firepower.

"It seems that the strength of Boulder City cannot be underestimated..." After weighing the bullet that had its tip painted red, Chu Guang gently threw it back into his bag.

The overall strength of a region was usually linked to its productivity.

For example, the marauders in the suburbs would use self-made iron-barreled rifles or pick up weapons, and some even use cold weapons.

To be able to arm all the "stragglers" to such an extent, the industrial capability of Boulder City was probably even more amazing than his hearsay rumors.

Chu Guang made up his mind.

When this winter passed, he would want to visit that city.

It would be better to organize a caravan to go there.

The scale of the outposts would become larger and larger, and trade with other survivor strongholds was inevitable.

He could not always expect those unscrupulous profiteers to deliver things to the door, and he still had to go there in person if he didn't want to rely too much on those profiteers.