MTL - Doomsday: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 1 Maintenance and Backstab

  Chapter 1 Maintenance and Backstab

  Name: Doug;

  Number: 48699527;

  Spirit power: 60;

  Current ranking: 3000＼3000;

  Session keywords: maintenance;

  Session keyword; backstab;

  Advanced skills: None;

  Derivatives: None;

  …

  The first time Duge opened his eyes, this string of data floated in front of his eyes. Through the data, he could see the dusty beams, purlins and rafters behind.

  The obviously old architectural style structure is obviously not modern.

   Time travel? dream?

  A faint smell of blood and sour smell lingered at the tip of his nose. This smell made people very uncomfortable. Duge subconsciously stood up and wanted to sit up, but the severe pain all over his body made him fall back again.

   Hiss!

  Duge groaned, and then he felt that the whole body, the internal organs, seemed to be torn apart, and there was no pain anywhere.

   Damn it!

  Dug bared his teeth, this body must have been beaten by dozens of people!

  However, this also allowed him to confirm that it was a time-travel, not a dream. If it was a dream, he would have woken up early due to the pain.

  Du Ge secretly sighed, these days, the way of traveling is getting more and more outrageous, even sleep is not spared.

   "Don't bother, your injury is worse than mine, and you won't be able to move if you don't rest for a month." A vague voice came from the side.

  Dug turned his head, and there was another wounded man lying on the wooden bed next to him.

  The man's face was swollen into a pig's head, one nostril was stuffed with a blood-stained dirty cloth strip, his swollen eyes looked sideways at him, and his mouth kept moving.

  He has a movable arm, and he is tearing the straw mat under his body, sending dry reed stalks to his mouth continuously, as if it is the most delicious delicacy in the world.

  However, seeing his grimacing and swallowing expression, Duge also knew that the straw mat was not delicious. At this time, he had already gnawed away a large piece of the straw mat woven by reeds, which was 20 centimeters square.

  Is the family poor enough to eat dinner?

  Dug judged the current situation and felt sad. Could it be that the guy he traveled through was not only seriously injured, but also so poor that he couldn't even afford food?

  What kind of person did he cross over to?

   What a miserable start!

  Duge refocused on the personal data in front of him, secretly thankful, fortunately, he has a golden finger...

  The man kept talking, and continued to ask: "Brother, what is your key word?"

  Duge was stunned, and subconsciously looked at the two keywords "maintenance" and "backstab" in his profile. What's going on?

  Panel everyone has?

   Isn't it his exclusive cheat?

  This is fucking...

"Stop pretending." The man smiled with difficulty, "I watched you seize the house, don't believe what your civilian school teachers say, any key words that can't reveal yourself are deceiving. This is a simulation A trial is not a real alien battlefield. Only by cooperating can we have a chance for a win-win situation. If you don’t cooperate, with your current physical condition, I will eliminate you in minutes when I recover, believe it or not?”

   Simulation field?

   Alien Battlefield?

   What is it again?

  Duge became more and more confused. He hated this feeling and lost all information. It was too unfriendly for a time traveler. Now that he has time travelled, why not give him the memory of the host?

   After a moment of silence, Duge calmed down and asked, "The premise of cooperation is honesty. What are your key words first?"

"Frankly?" The man snorted and shook the reed mat in his hand, "I eat these unpalatable straw mats non-stop, such an obvious reminder, what do you think is my key word?" ?”

  Duge said quietly: "People can pretend."

"It's that of the Civilian Academy again..." The man looked at Doug incredulously, and let out a sneer, "Your brain circuit is overwhelmed. I gnawed on the straw mat that a dog wouldn't eat just to lie to you? Do you think you who is it?"

  Keywords related to eating?

  Duge made some associations based on his keywords, and tentatively asked, "Will you be hungry?"

   "Going to Nima is hungry, there is no such thing as pretending to be stupid." The man said angrily, "My key word is gluttony."

   "Glutton?" Doug repeated in surprise.

"Yes." The man was proud, shaking the grass stem in his hand, "As long as you keep eating, you can grow rapidly, one of the best keywords. Before I seized the house, I was injured similarly to you, and I did two bowls After dinner, I ate another straw mat, and now I can sit up. Brother, if we cooperate, you will take advantage of it. Otherwise, with your injury, it is likely that you will not be able to survive."

Duge saw the two empty bowls in front of him, and looked at his empty bedside, he didn't care that the guy ate his food, but focused on the focus of his words, Taotie, as long as If you don't stop eating, you can grow fast...

   It seems that keywords are the elements that break the game.

  Dug thought to himself, his keywords are maintenance and backstab, since Taotie is eating, then maintenance and backstab...

  The meaning of two words appeared in his mind:

  Maintenance: maintain, protect, and protect it from damage; synonyms: repair, maintenance, protection cover.

  Backstab: a blow in the back, stabbing a knife in the back; synonyms: betrayal, sneak attack.

  …

  Before crossing, Duge was a Chinese major, so he knew the meaning of these words very clearly, since Taotie can grow by eating.

  By analogy, the key to his growth should be to protect others.

  But since there is maintenance, why is the second keyword backstab?

   The two should be in conflict!

   Not right.

   That guy just said one keyword...

  Dug looked at the man and asked ambiguously, "Is there any more?"

   "Is there anything else?" The man asked back, and then he sneered, "Brother, don't be too greedy, now I hold the initiative..."

   "My keyword is maintenance." Since the other party only said one keyword, Duge also hid one.

  He doesn't understand too many things. Regardless of the other party's intentions, the information obtained from him, whether true or not, is much better than groping for it by yourself.

  Just use a key word to win his trust. Moreover, there is no need to say a key word like backstab that requires concealment to exert its miraculous effect. Duge is even ready to make up a random word if he asks.

"Maintenance?" But the man didn't mean to ask at all, his eyes lit up, and he swallowed the straw mat in his mouth forcefully, "Auxiliary keywords, that's great, it really is the chosen partner, I'm not in vain I chased you here, you guarded me, I ate desperately, my brother took you flying, and killed everyone..."

  The other party doesn’t have the meaning of the second keyword at all. Does it mean that he only has one keyword?

   From this point of view, he still has cheats, but it has yet to be verified...

  Duge sneered and approached: "Brother, what's your name?"

  The man said: "Feng Jiu."

   "Real name?" Doug asked.

   "Of course it's the name of this body." Feng Jiu chuckled, "Brother, our friendship only ends in this simulation, we each take what we need, and when we leave the simulation field, we don't know anyone, understand?"

   "Understood." Duge nodded without further questioning.

   This is the second time Feng Jiu has mentioned the simulation field. Based on the current situation, Doug speculates that the simulation field most likely refers to the current world.

  Simulate a real world for people to play?

  Dug looked at the surrounding environment.

  Buildings, smells, and pain in the body...

  Everything is lifelike.

  If such a realistic world is virtual, how high is the technological level of the other world?

   If it is a game, there should be an exit button!

  Dug looked at his character panel again. He didn't find the exit button on it, but found a value change. The value of the current ranking item was originally 3000\3000, but now it has become 1115\1213;

   "1213?" Doug muttered consciously.

"Sixty percent of the unlucky ones who didn't succeed in seizing the house!" Feng Jiu sighed, and looked at Duge, "Brother, I have to say, with your mental strength, you can pick up a seriously injured number and successfully seize the house, too. Lucky."

  60% elimination rate?

  Duge followed the key points in his words, and continued the routine: "Ninth brother, you said that if we cooperate, can we eliminate others?"

"Sure." Feng Jiu grinned and continued to gnaw on the straw mat, "Brother's key word is gluttony, the representative vocabulary of lying and winning, plus your maintenance, why not make it into the top ten, why not. Don't worry, I can make the top ten. It must be able to bring you in, otherwise, it's no wonder that you can grow up with your non-distinctive maintenance."

"Ninth brother, it's all about you." Duge squeezed a smile on his face, "Ninth brother, I don't know what kind of identity the guy who was taken away by the two of us is? Tell me, what do I do?" I don’t even understand, don’t wear clothes…”

   "You have no memory?" Feng Jiu asked in astonishment.

   Sure enough, he has no memory, what a pit!

  Dug cursed secretly, and said in frustration: "I don't have any memory at all. I don't know what went wrong."

Feng Jiu looked at Duge with pity, and said, "Maybe the guy you traveled through was too seriously injured and died when he seized the house, so his memory was lost! This kind of situation has happened in the simulation field before. Fortunately, you met him." Otherwise, I lost my memory for an auxiliary keyword, what are you doing?"

   Hoo!

  Duge let out a sigh of relief, and said with a wry smile: "You're out of luck!"

"You changed your luck when you met me." Feng Jiu spat out the dregs that he couldn't swallow, and cursed, "Bah, it's really nasty, when the body recovers, I'm sorry bro Bitterness of eating straw mats."

  He tore off a piece of mat again and stuffed it into his mouth, "Your name in this world is Feng Qi, and I'm Feng Jiu. Our identity is to accompany the young masters and disciples of the Feng family."

  Dug was puzzled: "A partner?"

"It's actually sandbags." Feng Jiu spat out another mouthful of scum, "Those young masters don't regard sparring as a person at all. Otherwise, why do you think we were injured so badly? However, we also took advantage, they Without such a serious injury, it won't be so easy for us to win..."

  Sandbags?

  Dug's face darkened immediately, and it really was a sad start.

  He continued to ask: "Brother Nine, is there any other key information?"

"Half a year later, the Holy Land of Qiao Family will be opened. At that time, the Tenth Martial Arts Conference will be held, and outstanding young people in the martial arts will be selected to enter the Holy Land to hunt for treasure. This should be the main thread of the world. We have to find a way to participate in the Martial Arts Conference. Only by being close to the main thread can we obtain Good ranking." Feng Jiu looked at Duge and said earnestly, "The young master and heir of the Feng family are preparing for the martial arts tournament, and they tortured us sparring partners, that's why we got hurt so badly. What we need to do right now is Find a way to escape from the Feng family, otherwise, they will train you to death sooner or later..."

  (end of this chapter)