Survival game for all: The max-level boss wins easily everyday!

Chapter 599 Barbecue with Special Energy

Xiao Jin ignored the complex gazes of the players behind her that were almost condensed into substance. She didn't even look at the leopard warrior who was trying hard to force a "respectful" expression.

He just tilted his head slightly, then took a step forward, his blood-stained boots stepping through the dark red mud, heading in the direction indicated by the orc warrior.

The orc warrior hurriedly led the way, still keeping a very low profile. He only occasionally glanced back at the group of players behind him whom he called "meatworms", and his eyes regained their usual ferocious and driving intent.

When they were far away, someone couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck, it's just an NPC. How dare you look down on me? Sooner or later, I'll find a chance to kill it!" the man spat.

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The animal-skin tent was low and narrow, filled with a strange smell mixed with sweat, blood, and tanned leather.

Xiao Jin sat cross-legged on a simple bed covered with rough animal skins, and swept his cold eyes over this so-called "single tent" - except for this "bed" and a wobbly shelf with a tattered wooden basin on it, there was nothing else inside.

The orcs who led the way had already retreated, leaving this small space to Xiao Jin.

With a slight movement of his mind, the light blue player panel unfolded in his field of vision, and the cold system prompt was clearly visible:

[Second stage mission: destroy the hostile tribe (werewolf tribe). Rewards: 40000 points, 5 spirit stones, 5 wooden treasure chests.]

Destroy a tribe?

There was no fluctuation in Xiao Jin's eyes. Was it only the second stage, and they would start the large-scale elimination directly?

She keenly discovered a problem.

If there are players in the enemy camp, does that mean that as long as there is one player left alive, the "eliminate" mission will not be completed?

At this moment, the tent curtain was roughly opened, and a leopard warrior holding a wooden tray poked his head in.

When it saw Ah Mo on Xiao Jin's neck, it visibly flinched, then placed the wooden tray on the ground at the door and said in a muffled voice, "Master Centurion, this is your food."

After saying that, it quickly retreated, as if it would be swallowed by the cold snake eyes if it stayed for another second.

Xiao Jin ignored him. She looked down and saw a few large pieces of roasted meat with a strong meaty smell, as well as some shriveled and wrinkled wild fruits with rough skin on the wooden plate.

Xiao Jin picked up a fruit, and the touch from her fingertips was hard and dry. She took a bite casually, and a strong sour feeling instantly filled her mouth. There was almost no juice, and the taste was like chewing sawdust.

"Tsk." She threw away the bitten fruit expressionlessly, but was attracted by Amo's appearance.

The little thing that had been lazily coiled around him suddenly raised its head. When its eyes fell on the pieces of barbecue, its pupils lit up obviously, and Xiao Jin felt a sense of desire.

"Hmm? You want it?" A Mo nodded in response.

Xiao Jin's heart moved slightly.

This meat... seems to be good for Ah Mo? Can it enhance strength?

It seems that I need to pay attention to the source of the meat and stock up some "rations" for Amo.

Xiao Jin didn't even look at the smelly barbecued meat, and directly took out the steaming roast duck wraps, refreshing cold noodles, and a pot of iced sour plum soup from the space.

In the animal skin tent filled with primitive and rough atmosphere, she slowly enjoyed the modern cuisine.

Ah Mo was lurking nearby, swallowing the pieces of barbecued meat that contained weak energy in just a few bites. His black jade-like scales seemed to become even darker.

After filling his stomach, Xiao Jin stood up.

The system only gave the mission objectives but did not mention when the next war would break out. She had to go out and gather some intelligence.

Xiao Jin slowly walked out after opening the tent curtain, while A Mo continued to perch on her shoulders like the most loyal guard.

It was getting dark, and there was a bonfire in the camp. The air was filled with the smell of burnt barbecue and the rough laughter of orcs.

Xiao Jin looked around for a while, then casually walked towards a leopard warrior who was sharpening his knife.

The leopard warrior had a slender figure and smooth muscle lines, and was concentrating on polishing a bone blade.

As if sensing someone approaching, it raised its head alertly. When it saw that it was Xiao Jin, the fierceness in its eyes instantly subsided, and it immediately put down the bone blade and stood up, bowing its head slightly, with obvious respect in its tone: "Master Centurion!"

Xiao Jin didn't waste any words. She just moved her mind and a big, plump, rosy apple with a sweet fruity aroma appeared out of thin air in her hand.

The bright red color, smooth and attractive skin, and the rich fruity aroma that had never been smelled before instantly captured the leopard warrior's full attention.

Its throat rolled uncontrollably and it stared at the apple greedily, its eyes so hot that they could almost melt ice and snow.

Sure enough, Xiao Jin understood.

When Xiao Jin saw the dry and unpalatable wild fruit before, he had some guesses.

Comparing the reaction of the leopard warrior at this moment, she can be sure that fresh and high-quality fruits are definitely a scarce luxury in this tribe with scarce resources and a focus on strength and meat.

"Answer my question and it's yours." Xiao Jin's voice was cold and calm as he handed the apple forward.

The leopard warrior's eyes were glued to the apple. He swallowed hard and nodded hurriedly: "Please ask, sir! I, Gru, will tell you everything I know!"

"What is our identity?" Xiao Jin directly pointed out the core.

The inconsistent attitude of the leading orc and the contempt of other orcs in the camp for ordinary players have always been a question.

Gru was stunned for a moment, seemingly not expecting this question, but the temptation of the apple overwhelmed everything: "You... you are of course the honorable centurion! But... uh..."

It hesitated for a moment and lowered its voice: “The commander of our tribe is very kind... As long as you have the ability, the identity of the captive is not a problem at all.

You are now a centurion, an elite warrior of our Leopard Tribe."

Prisoners of war! No wonder!

A flash of coldness flashed across Xiao Jin's eyes.

So that's how it is. The players are directly thrown into the lowest level of cannon fodder by the system.

No wonder the orc treated ordinary players so badly, and treated her, a "prisoner of war" with the status of a "centurion" and terrifying combat power, differently.

"Werewolf tribe, what's the current situation? When do we take action?" Xiao Jin asked the second key question and shook the apple in his hand.

Gru's eyes followed the apple and he spoke quickly: "Those stinky wolves? Ha! They're in trouble!

Yesterday, their main force went to fight with the Venomous Fang snake tribe in the west. I heard that the battle was very fierce! Many elite soldiers died!

When the commander-in-chief received the news, he thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

That’s why we launched a surprise attack today while their main forces have not yet completely withdrawn and their camps are empty and exhausted!”