Chapter 1 The Use of ,.!

At this moment, Fang Senyan played his role as a deputy MT. The dead swamp giant that he had repeatedly injured was bound to chase him relentlessly. The other dead swamp giant, untouched by the attacks, was drawn by the screams and bloody scent. Originally, it was going to charge towards Reef and the others, but Fang Senyan blasted its chrysanthemum with a shot, infuriating it. It submerged into the water as well, pursuing him relentlessly in an s-shaped swimming pattern.

Thus, Fang Senyan alone drew the attention of two dead swamp giants, relieving the pressure on Reef! But Fang Senyan's pressure increased greatly. His only advantage was being flung fifteen or sixteen meters away by that tail, essentially giving him a head start of that distance.

Fang Senyan's reliance was undoubtedly on his Life Link ability. Even if he was caught up and bitten to near death, he could at least hold on for close to twenty minutes. Once he entered a near-death state, Reef and Mogansha couldn't possibly abandon him.

Even though Fang Senyan was a Contractor, it was unrealistic to compete in speed with native dead swamp giants in the swamp. Therefore, he had already braced himself for the worst, planning to delay as much as possible, eventually entering a near-death state and waiting for rescue. If that failed, he could only use the unmodified amniotic fluid tank to escape.

However, after escaping for a few hundred meters, Fang Senyan suddenly realized that he was actually gradually increasing the distance between himself and the giant! Originally, the shortest distance between them had been reduced to within ten meters, but it was slowly widening again. Fang Senyan initially found it incredible, but after taking a closer look, he understood the reason.

It turned out that although his previous few cuts had not seriously injure the dead swamp giant, they had still damaged several of its major arterial blood vessels. Although this Legendary creature was powerful, with thick skin and flesh, the speed at which its wounds healed couldn't possibly compare to that of a Contractor using medicine. Otherwise, it wouldn't be a fifth-order Legendary creature, but at Paulo's level.

In this putrid Dubaiya Great Swamp, it was teeming with large numbers of insects, leeches, and other blood-sucking insects and creatures. The dead swamp giant that was chasing Fang Senyan was bleeding profusely, and the remaining bloody scent immediately attracted a large number of similar insects to feed, which was undoubtedly quite uncomfortable, and it emitted a muffled and painful roar. Of course, these creatures certainly couldn't kill it, but they would make it quite uncomfortable, which would naturally affect its speed of pursuit.

Although Fang Senyan's arm fracture was difficult to heal in the short term, the bleeding was quickly stopped under the effect of medicine and his personal physique. He had also smeared a large amount of native medicine to repel these insects, so even if he was affected by these disgusting and numerous insects, it wasn't serious.

The other dead swamp giant probably heard the painful roar of its "relative," the injured dead swamp giant, and actually stopped to take care of it, using its tail to constantly help it pat the wound. Fang Senyan didn't know how far he had escaped at this point, and didn't dare to look back, so he ran wildly all the way. Fang Senyan couldn't stop once he started running, because he knew that swampfish were quite vengeful creatures. It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright and he saw lush trees in the distance ahead that he knew he had escaped to the edge of the Dubaiya Great Swamp. He was overjoyed and rushed towards the direction, one foot deep and one foot shallow, until his feet stepped on solid ground and he breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, even if that group of swampfish all chased after him, he wouldn't be afraid. Even if he couldn't beat them, he would have a chance to escape.

After the sense of crisis passed, Fang Senyan felt itchy and painful all over, extremely uncomfortable. He had been crawling in the swamp for an hour or two, and had long since become a mud monkey. In fact, in this extremely dangerous swamp, if his Perception hadn't been able to tell him where there were bottomless mud pits, Fang Senyan wouldn't have been able to escape here at all.

This time, the world that he entered clearly indicated that it was Resident Evil, so Fang Senyan and the others knew that they would inevitably encounter a large number of diseases and plagues. Before entering, they had stored a lot of clean water in their team space, so they directly took out a few buckets of water and washed themselves clean.

While washing, Fang Senyan realized that, despite the native secret medicine, at least seven or eight fat leeches had attached themselves to his body, bulging and swollen as if seven or eight pockets filled with red ink were hanging on him. In addition, there were ten or so black water lice the size of fingernails, embedded deeply into his flesh like buttons, no wonder he was itchy and painful all over.

These things cannot be pulled out forcibly, otherwise it will only cause these blood-sucking creatures to desperately drill inside, and they will also frantically secrete venom. More importantly, if they are torn off violently, their mouthparts, once broken off in the flesh, will be extremely troublesome.

They must be removed with a knife.

Fortunately, Fang Senyan had seen a series of treatments before. To deal with this kind of giant leech, salt is sprinkled on its body surface to make the water in its body quickly seep out. These leeches will naturally be extremely frightened and want to shrink and escape, and then they will escape from the host's body without any danger.

However, those black water lice have thick shells for protection, and salt is not feasible. They need to be roasted and smoked with the end of a cigarette, and the temperature must be increased slowly. This greedy fellow will eventually not be able to withstand the continuous torment, and after reaching the limit, it will leave the host's body and escape in a disheveled manner.

Fang Senyan certainly wouldn't let them go, stomping them to death one by one. He saw that every place he stepped on left a clear bloody footprint, showing how greedy this guy was for blood. According to scientists, it often happens that these blood-sucking water lice encounter a host in a state of extreme hunger and eat greedily, resulting in them swelling to death…………

At this time, Fang Senyan felt that he was still very weak. Looking at his status bar, he couldn't help but sigh. It turned out that he had been infected with four diseases: malaria, low fever, sepsis, and anthrax. Malaria causes periodic chills and high fever during combat, putting the patient in a dizzy state for two seconds……

Low fever causes body temperature to rise during combat, reducing the chance of critical hits on enemies by 20%. Sepsis gives enemies a 33% chance to completely eliminate defense when attacked during combat……

Anthrax causes wounds to fester and suppurate, reducing Strength and Agility by 15 points each.

Although these four diseases are all primary, the cumulative negative effects are extremely terrifying, greatly weakening his personal attributes and combat prowess, requiring Fang Senyan to stay out of combat for three consecutive hours for the disease effects to disappear.

The sun gradually rose, and Fang Senyan couldn't contact Reef and the others for a while, but he knew they hadn't died. He retreated back into the dense forest, chose a tall tree to climb up and take a nap. When he woke up, the diseases were all gone, and he immediately felt relaxed and comfortable. It was already close to noon. Fang Senyan didn't dare to rashly enter the swamp again for a while, and could only look for clues along the edge of the swamp.

After walking for nearly an hour, Fang Senyan was a little dizzy from the stench of the swamp. Suddenly, he saw a group of crow-like creatures gathered at the edge of the swamp. When they saw him approaching, they scattered.

Before Fang Senyan even got close, he smelled an indescribable stench. He took a closer look and saw half a rotting corpse in front of him.

Dozens of fat black flies buzzed and tried to land on the rotting, festering brown eyeballs of the deceased, but Fang Senyan waved them away. Fang Senyan silently stared at the corpse, the stench of the decaying corpse seemingly having no effect on him. He finally confirmed that this corpse didn't seem to be one of his subordinates. His cause of death should have been being pierced by two or three spears in vital spots.

He even painstakingly flipped over this dirty, tattered thing……… This action caused hundreds of fat, white maggots and a large number of green bean-sized black-shelled beetles to rush out in panic and appear in everyone's eyes…… At the same time, a lot of rotten, brownish-red tissue and white, broken bones fell down.

This behavior led Fang Senyan to determine that this unlucky fellow, before his death…… or within half an hour after his death, had his legs and hands cut off and taken away. This was reminiscent of human hunting behavior. If they were returning fully loaded, they would abandon the difficult-to-carry and less meaty torso, carrying the muscular and delicious limbs.

So, there should be a Dubaiya village nearby, at least their hunting range covers this area. Fang Senyan immediately became vigilant. He continued to walk along the bank of the swamp, when he suddenly heard a panicked scream!

Fang Senyan remembered this scream very clearly. It was actually that important guide, Mbuga! His heart stirred, and he immediately rushed towards the place where the scream came from. After running for more than two hundred meters, he immediately discovered a Dubaiya man holding a spear,逼迫ing the fallen Mbuga.

This Dubaiya man was different from the ones Fang Senyan had seen before. Even in the hot weather, he wore a huge wooden mask on his head. The wooden mask was at least one square meter in size, completely covering his head. It was painted with a large number of bright green and bright red patterns with rough oil paint and human blood, making it even more ferocious and strange even in the bright sun.

Apart from the mask, this guy only had a grass skirt around his waist for modesty. His skin was not as dark as that of the black brothers, who were also native Africans, but had a layer of gray. There was a little black on the tip of the spear he held in his hand, which looked dangerous.! 。