The player, now free of his leg, rubbed his injured foot while glancing at Yin Xiu standing in the distance out of the corner of his eye.
His pockets contained not only supplies but also medical tools. Although being injured was a bit painful, catching such a big fish made it all worthwhile.
He had taken a good look at the player in front of him; the red fire axe on the player's back was clearly a weapon, which was very rare in low-level dungeons. The knife he bought from the town shop was definitely not as good as the weapon he got from the dungeon.
There is such a weapon or item that gives you influence and power among the players.
Especially in this instance where players might be hostile, since he was carrying it so conspicuously, it's no wonder he took action.
The player's eyes hardened, and with a smile, he reached into his pocket. "Thank you, but wait a minute. I don't have much food; it's all in my pocket. I'll get it for you."
With a calm expression, he pulled the bag over his leg wound, then reached inside and grabbed the healing item. He gently squeezed it, and as soon as the wound healed, he immediately gripped the knife inside the bag.
"Let me see what I can give you," the player said with a smile, then suddenly pulled the knife out of his pocket and swiftly stabbed it into Zhong Mu's abdomen.
A flash of cold light filled the air, and with a clang, metal clashed against metal. The player's dagger struck Zhong Mu's fire axe hard, bending its tip.
He was startled, not expecting this person to react so quickly.
Zhong Mu stared at the person in front of him, somewhat disappointed. "I was even thinking of saving you, and this is how you treat people who are willing to show you kindness?"
He gripped the fire axe tightly, his gaze calm and resolute. "Since you want to kill me, then abide by the principles of our town, and I will respond to you politely."
"But... I don't know if you can handle it."
With a swing of the red fire axe, a cold glint flashed in the players' horrified eyes. The immense force and power of the swing were enough to sever a person's limbs. This was the most suitable weapon the players in the town had chosen for him after seeing his first dungeon.
The player's hand holding the knife was immediately slammed to the ground, blood gushing out. He screamed in agony, his face pale with pain, alerting the people hiding in the surrounding woods.
The viewers were very satisfied. They found this person very strange. In such an environment, if you get caught in a bear trap, you should try to escape without disturbing other players. Instead, he was yelling for help, attracting other players. Wasn't that just hastening his own death?
It's either an idiot or a trap.
Yin Xiu, sensing the problem, chose to ignore it, while Zhong Mu stopped and tested the waters. If they were truly ignorant newcomers, he would help them out; if they were malicious people with ill intentions... then they were just unlucky.
"This kid is still too soft-hearted. It would have been better to just chop off his head with an axe. Chopping off his hand would only give him a chance to fight back and put him in danger."
"That's how it is with newcomers. At first, they can't bring themselves to kill. But since the other party is someone who wants to kill them, this makes it easy for them to have a chance to fight back. We'll teach them a lesson when they come back."
"If he had the same strong self-protection ability as Boss Ye, then we could be a little soft-hearted. But when he's still a newcomer, he needs to be decisive and efficient."
Zhong Mu noticed the comments and criticisms in the live chat. He humbly learned from them and sincerely apologized, "Okay, I'll remember that. Next time, I'll definitely chop off their head."
His casual words stunned the player who was still clutching his arms and screaming. His face turned deathly pale, and he stared at Zhong Mu in terror, unable to utter a sound, fearing that the other party might suddenly decide to do this.
I thought this was just a clueless newbie who didn't know the dangers of the dungeon and would swagger around with his weapons and items. How did he turn out to be such a fierce character!
The player's screams just now have made the people hiding nearby restless.
The original plan was to send someone to draw attention, giving them a chance to launch a sneak attack regardless of whether the other party directly tried to steal supplies or inquire about the situation.
However, Yin Xiu had been standing on the sidelines, vigilantly watching his surroundings. Unbeknownst to them, this caused them to miss the best opportunity to launch a sneak attack. Now that one of their own men had been brutally chopped off, they could no longer contain themselves and all rose from the bushes to attack.
The moment the figures on the other side appeared, the killing intent emanating from them made Yin Xiu instinctively draw his sword.
Unlike Zhong Mu, who was hesitant like a newcomer, Yin Xiu was always decisive when faced with someone who came to kill him.
A single strike is enough to draw blood and seal a throat; any large-scale gushing of blood would only make him feel like he's soiling his clothes.
The player, who was still holding his arms and waiting for his teammates to rescue him, was completely stunned when he saw his teammates fall to the ground.
Where's the newbie dungeon? What kind of monsters and demons are these?!
He looked up and saw Zhong Mu staring straight at him, not blinking.
"You should be glad you met me. If it were him, you would have lost more than just your hand." Zhong Mu spoke sincerely, without any falsehood. If you had provoked Yin Xiu, you would be lying there like those corpses now.
The person in front of you is both lucky and unlucky.
"Alright." Seeing that Yin Xiu had finished dealing with it, Zhong Mu remained unmoved and slung the huge red fire axe behind his back. "One of the principles that our town follows is that once the reward for a transaction is determined, we must get it no matter what. We can't lose face for the townspeople because you went back on your word. Now I want all the supplies."
He was still easy to talk to and spared the other person's life.
The player trembled, having lost even this little bit of supplies. Being on the island was practically the same as being dead! They weren't even human!
But being alive is better than being dead. That big shot over there who just killed someone is still watching him; he's not someone to mess with... Maybe he should just back down...
Are all the newbies in this dungeon this terrifying?
"Give...I'll give..." The player became dejected, shaking his pockets with a mournful expression, revealing a small amount of supplies, which were originally just bait and not much.
Zhong Mu crouched down, picked up the supplies, and then left the knife behind.
The player was prepared to have all their supplies stolen, but the other side surprisingly left behind weapons.
The player stared blankly at the weapon that had been left behind. "You...you're not going to take this?"
Was it specifically left for him to save his life?
Zhong Mu glanced at the things on the ground, "Um... they don't look very good. I'm afraid they'll take up my space..."
As he spoke, he tightened the supply bag hanging on his waist and turned around to rummage through the supplies on the bodies of the people who had been killed.
Please, he's carrying high-level equipment that all the big shots in town have gathered for him. What kind of weapons and healing items doesn't he have? Why is he abandoning his own golden legendary gear to steal other people's low-level junk?
He's not stupid.