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141: Chapter 141 But what is conscience?

Xiao Niao's eyes lit up as he said: "Since this Blood-Seeing Worry is so miraculous, hurry up and give me some to try too!"

Tang Yao had no objections; it was stuff used to feed pigs anyway, and one could cut a huge pile of it. She immediately grabbed a handful from her backpack and handed it to Xiao Niao. Xiao Niao mimicked Hu Gualing's earlier actions, putting the grass into his mouth and chewing for a while, then frowned and spat repeatedly: "Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey! This stuff is sour, astringent, and all slimy."

Hu Gualing laughed heartily and said: "This Blood-Seeing Worry is meant for feeding pigs, not for people to eat. Don't move your tongue when you chew; just chew it up and spit it onto your hand."

Xiao Niao felt awkward upon hearing this, but he still followed the instructions, spitting the chewed-up euphorbia humifusa and grass juice onto his palm. Then, enduring the disgust, he patted the green, slimy stuff onto his buttocks. The wound on his buttocks had already scabbed over, but the HP lost from it hadn't recovered yet. However, after he patted the euphorbia humifusa juice onto his buttocks and rubbed it for a while, he felt the juice slowly dissolve the scab on the wound and seep into the tender flesh inside. A cool, stinging sensation came from the tender flesh, and it was precisely at this moment that Xiao Niao suddenly saw a green "+1" pop up on the red HP bar representing his current health in the character status bar at the bottom left of the game interface.

"It really can restore HP!" As his HP recovered, the pain in his buttocks slowly subsided until only a cool sensation remained—this was because a piece of fabric had been torn off his starter pants by the Wild Dog. After about fifty or sixty seconds, the 10 points of HP that Xiao Niao had originally lost finally recovered to full health with "+1, +1" increments. By this time, the pain in his buttocks had also disappeared. Xiao Niao said, both surprised and delighted: "It can stop bleeding and relieve pain, and it can even restore HP. This euphorbia humifusa is truly good stuff; it can completely be used as a continuous recovery health potion!"

"Yeah." Hu Gualing, who had also recovered to full HP, remained sitting on the Wild Dog's carcass. He lifted his hand and looked at the wound on the back of his hand where he had applied the grass juice; seeing that tender flesh had grown in just this short while, he couldn't help but feel a moment of trance.

The Blood-Seeing Worry he used when he was a child didn't have such miraculous effects as what was before him. In the past, when he got injured from fighting, even for minor injuries like broken skin, after applying the Blood-Seeing Worry juice, although the bleeding would stop immediately, the wound would still take at least a day or two to scab over and heal. Yet here, just one or two minutes after applying the grass juice, he could see the injury healing, with even new flesh having already grown out.

However, Hu Gualing then thought that this was in a game. Even if it was a game with a fully realistic holographic experience in all aspects, it still couldn't escape the datafication that Xiao Niao mentioned. There was no such thing as "it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone" here. As long as HP was fully restored and abnormal status effects were cleared, no matter how severe the injury was, it would likely heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Thinking this through, Hu Gualing smiled with relief: "In other games, this euphorbia humifusa would probably be something similar to a minor healing potion. It wouldn't be particularly precious, but it would definitely require us to spend game currency to buy it. Yet in this Fantasy Jianghu, it's just pig feed that can be easily collected, requiring no money from us at all. It shows that this game is truly as conscientious as ever."

Xiao Niao: "Actually, we're just taking advantage of entering the game early. Once there are other players in the future, and everyone discovers that euphorbia humifusa can restore HP, even if it was originally found everywhere, it will quickly be collected until it's gone."

Hu Gualing thought about how players would inevitably loot everything like a swarm of locusts as soon as they arrived anywhere, and replied, unable to refute: "That's true."

Xiao Niao: "But speaking of how this game treats its players, it's really quite good. There are no recharge channels, Game Store currency can be claimed just by being online, and now, medicinal herbs for healing and HP recovery don't need to be bought with money; we just need to collect them ourselves. It can be said that this is the most conscientious online game I've encountered since I grew up."

Of course, besides not costing money, an even more conscientious aspect of Fantasy Jianghu is that it doesn't take up time.

Playing other games consumes time and energy to a greater or lesser extent, but the gameplay process of Fantasy Jianghu takes place while in a state of sleep. Xiao Niao had already discovered that every time he woke up after playing the game, not only were there no signs of mental fatigue, but it was as if he had undergone a full deep sleep, feeling incredibly refreshed.

Therefore, if the fact that Fantasy Jianghu doesn't require spending money can be called conscientious, then the fact that it doesn't take up time can be evaluated as a benefit to players without any exaggeration.

As for the ability of game characters to synchronize with real-life bodies, for Xiao Niao, who had experienced it personally, it could only be called a miracle. If it weren't for the fact that the origin of this game hadn't been figured out yet, and the purpose of the production team in creating this game was still unclear, causing Xiao Niao to always have a bit of fear and worry about the unknown in his heart, he would probably have already set up a spirit tablet for the production team behind this game and worshipped it at home.

Of course, it was naturally inconvenient for Xiao Niao to say these things in front of Tang Yao; it was enough to just know that this game was indeed very conscientious.

Just as Hu Gualing and Xiao Niao were praising the game's production team for being so incredibly conscientious, they didn't know that the person who truly created this game was currently above their heads, eating barbecue while looking at them with a troubled expression...

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In the Main God Space, Chen Mo sat side-by-side with the round-headed and round-brained Xiao Wan, watching the entire exciting process of the players' first adventure outside the village. For this, Chen Mo had specially ordered a large portion of late-night barbecue and paired it with a can of ice-cold beer.

Xiao Wan couldn't eat these things; they were all for Chen Mo alone. Fortunately, after he cultivated Internal Skill, his appetite had greatly increased. Even though he had only gnawed on half a ginseng root during the day, he was already hungry again in the middle of the night.

He grabbed a large skewer of grilled chives while watching the three players surround the Wild Dog's carcass and use pig grass to heal themselves.

To be honest, he really didn't like eating grilled chives; they mostly tasted like barbecue seasoning and charcoal fire in his mouth. But these few skewers of grilled chives were given to him by the boss because he had ordered so much, and adhering to the principle of not wasting, Chen Mo could only chew them up and eat them.

Just at this moment, Xiao Wan heard the conversation between Hu Gualing and Xiao Niao, and with a turn of its round head, it looked at Chen Mo: [Master, they are saying that the production team of Fantasy Jianghu is very conscientious. The production team they are talking about must be us, right?]

Chen Mo, having finished the first skewer of grilled chives, took another large skewer of grilled chives. He didn't show much reaction to Xiao Wan's question, just gave a grunt and continued gnawing on the chives.

Xiao Wan, however, blinked its round, pitch-black eyes and continued to ask: [I know about the production team, but what is conscience?]

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