Chapter 10

Becoming an NPC, the world around him seemed too real to be a game.

Although it was similar, this place was not reality; there were differences from the real world!

In reality, snake gallbladder can clear the mind, improve eyesight, detoxify, and strengthen the nervous, endocrine, and immune systems.

In the game, the effects of snake gallbladder would only be stronger, not weaker, no matter which world it was in!

This was definitely a good thing!

Among all snake gallbladders, the python gallbladder was already of high quality. The way he killed the python perfectly matched a technique called "anger-induced gallbladder expansion," making this gallbladder even more superior.

Of course, he had to make full use of it!

Running, jumping, crashing into walls, and toughening his bones and muscles were all preparations for this moment.

Only when the body was extremely fatigued and the demand was at its peak could the effects of the medicine be maximally absorbed.

This rule was meaningless for players but was the best method for NPCs to strengthen themselves. After fighting NPCs for so long, how could Mu Canyang not know?

Like a long drought finally meeting a downpour, Mu Canyang viciously bit into the swollen and fragile gallbladder, sucking all the liquid inside into his stomach.

There was too much; it took several big gulps to swallow it all.

It was cool and slightly bitter, not easy to swallow, but he had already eaten live scorpions, so this was nothing.

The snake gallbladder juice was initially cool, but soon a wave of heat surged from his chest and abdomen, like a raging fire quickly burning through his internal organs and limbs.

It made him feel as if someone was massaging him in a sauna; the fatigue, pain, and soreness that had filled his body disappeared, and Mu Canyang couldn't help but moan, falling into a deep sleep.

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"Caw! Caw! Caw!..." Mu Canyang was awakened by the noisy crows.

When he woke up, the sky was just brightening, the sun rising in the east, and another day had arrived. He had slept for about ten hours.

All the fatigue was gone, and he felt refreshed and invigorated!

He flipped and got up. The crows perched on the python's corpse flew away but didn't go far, lingering on nearby branches.

Mu Canyang ignored them and walked out of the cave, feeling the surging power within him, and leaped upward with all his might.

He leaped... about a meter high.

Tsk, this was indeed a low-difficulty world.

Multi-game worlds are roughly divided into five categories: Eastern Immortal, Western Magic, Superheroes, Japanese Comics, and Sci-Fi Adventure.

However, all five categories are graded by difficulty: high, medium, and low.

If this were a medium-difficulty world, a python gallbladder like this should be worth several years of cultivation, transforming him overnight. In a high-difficulty or Immortal world, it would be even more effective.

As a result, his strength was only slightly increased;

His height... compared to the mark he made before taking the gallbladder, he had grown about three to four centimeters;

His muscles, when he clenched his fists, were more defined and developed;

But overall, he still had a human physique, just changing from weak to a more robust athletic build.

Although disappointed, he was also relieved; if this were not a low-difficulty world, it would mean that many unknown dangers might lurk in these deep mountains and forests.

Without skills or equipment, relying only on physical strength would be difficult.

Mu Canyang quickly shook off his disappointment, quickly tidied up a pile of debris, and prepared to set off.

The sun was bright, the air was warm, and the forest was serene, making it a perfect time to travel.

He didn't need breakfast; the heat from the snake gallbladder still surged within him, keeping him energized, and he could probably last a day.

But before that...

He raised the stone in his hand and swung it with all his might. With a loud "thud," the crows circling outside were startled and scattered.

A large spark flew from the flint and landed in a bundle of kindling, and in the blink of an eye, smoke began to rise.

He picked up the kindling and blew on the smoke, and bright flames danced out.

He tossed the kindling into the fire, tucked the flint into his waistband, and couldn't help but smile.

Yesterday, his strength wasn't enough, but now, it was!

The fire problem was solved;

For food, he had dried several pounds of python meat, enough to last for the next few days;

For water, he had filled three large bamboo tubes, which would last for a while;

For weapons, he had a set of seven bamboo knives of various lengths and thicknesses tied to his waist;

And for armor, he had several large pieces of snake skin scraped clean and tied to his arms, shoulders, chest, abdomen, and legs to prevent scratches and abrasions.

This day was not wasted. Now, from his body to his soul, from the material to the spiritual, he was ready to cross the forest and leave this world. Next, of course, was... departure!

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During the day, he followed the sun, and at night, he navigated by the stars.

When hungry, he ate meat; when thirsty, he drank water; when tired, he rested; when sleepy, he slept.

When faced with difficulties, his rich database of knowledge always provided the best solutions;

When feeling lonely, he could always find books, music, and videos to pass the time.

When he had no emotions, these artistic words, melodies, or images meant nothing to Mu Canyang.

He had a photographic memory, had seen and heard a lot, but it all tasted like wax, bland and uninteresting.

Now, as he delved into his memories, he realized he had missed so much...

In the quiet of the night, when he closed his eyes and meditated, he no longer hated Taichu but felt a bit grateful.

If not for Taichu, he might never have experienced these things, never known the true meaning of joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and would have only made the appropriate expressions when needed.

He continued to move eastward day by day.

For others, wilderness survival was a tough journey, but for him, it was like a vacation.

Day by day, his body became more robust, his endurance more outstanding, and he even had a record of walking a hundred miles in one day.

His eyes, ears, and nose became incredibly sharp, and nothing in the forest escaped his senses.

He quickly transformed from a prey in the forest to a skilled hunter.

Eventually, he no longer needed to carry food, as his daily hunts were enough to fill his stomach, and he ate well.

It seemed that the unabsorbed power of the python gallbladder was fully unleashed through this journey.

On the fourth day, Mu Canyang encountered a small stream and changed direction, following it downstream.

He climbed several cliffs and crossed several ravines. The stream eventually formed a lake, and the lake's downstream was a river.

One day, as he walked along the riverbank covered with pebbles, his gaze suddenly fixed on something in the river, unable to look away.

About a hundred meters away, there was... a bridge?

A bridge meant there might be people. Could this place not be an abandoned world?

Mu Canyang's mind went blank for a moment, his thoughts interrupted.

In a daze, he suddenly heard the sound of galloping horses from behind, and a chill ran down his spine, as if being watched by a predator.

He turned around and saw several elaborately dressed figures riding horses toward him.

The one closest to him was waving a saber, the blade flashing!

"Hey, someone actually intruded into our hunting grounds? Truly asking for death..." the man on the horse shouted.

The equipment, the movements, the words... were these... players? Mu Canyang's eyes narrowed, his pupils dilating.