It was a box that seemed to contain some bottles. On it was a label that said, “First Aid Kit,” but he didn’t know what to make of the prop.
Youyou was about to ask when Little Yichen remarked curiously, “Did you pick up anything?”
“Uh huh, I did.”
What’s that?
“First aid kit.”
“First…” The boy immediately glanced over in disbelief, his eyes widened. “Are you that lucky?”
In this game, the life-replenishing equipment, apart from the emergency pack, painkillers, drinks, the adrenaline available from an airdrop, also included this first aid kit. This prop could directly and fully restore a player’s life points, while the rest could only partially restore it. Even the emergency pack could only replenish 70 percent of the player’s life points.
However, first aid kits were seldom seen, one could say they were extremely rare.
“Are you that lucky?”
“Lucky?’
“Maybe it’s beginner’s luck!” Little Yichen spoke again. “There are several more rooms, and several more floors upstairs. Search them all. This house is quite large. There might be other treasures.”
“Oh.” Youyou dutifully searched the rooms.
Every time he picked up something, he would read it aloud to Little Yichen. However, the more he read, the more Little Yichen wondered if the guy was cheating.
“Special Forces helmet…”
“Military body armor…”
“An 8x scope…”
“A 98K sniper rifle…”
“M16 or something. I think it’s an automatic rifle. It’s chambered for 5.56 rounds…”
Little Yichen’s eyes widened as he listened.
“And a very large backpack…”
This was too much!
Did such heaven-defying luck exist?
The lousy backpack, helmet, and armor aside. Forget about the 98K sniper rifle even. This 8x scope and first aid kit were good equipment that he could not have found even if he sifted through the haystack.
Amazing.
Outside the house, a fierce crossfire was taking place. If they were to go out, they would probably become live targets immediately. Hence, Little Yichen decided to stay in the building.
Seeing that no one was coming in for the time being, the boy thumped upstairs and asked Youyou to share some of his weapons.
Youyou was not too familiar with the controls. Fortunately, there were not many people around at the moment, so Little Yichen taught him little by little. Although he was not skilled, he was very familiar with computers, so he quickly learned the controls.
Little Yichen had never used such good hand weapons. He took the 98K and positioned himself at the window of the building’s top floor. Then he aimed the muzzle through the window .
Fortunately, they were in the Safe Zone.
Through the 8x scope, Little Yichen could see the men in the other areas fighting. He realized that the two men fighting the fiercest were the same men he’d struck up a conversation with while on the plane. They were not far from him.
The shooting stopped moments later.
Little Yichen saw the two men re-stocking their bags, so he told Youyou to follow him and they ran towards the two men.
When they were close, he hid behind a bunker and asked through the public channel, “Did you pick up a good gun, Little Big Brother?”
“Little Big Sister, it’s great you’re still alive!”
The two men returned fully loaded, dropping a load of good gear in front of him.
“Guns, 4x scope, eight emergency packs, and lots of bullets. You can have them all!”
“Wow! Are you really giving them all to me?” Little Yichen pretended to be overjoyed, and his voice became even more delicate.
Youyou shuddered at that. So mushy! Such a voice could only appeal to those otakus who had never even held a girl’s hand in their life!
