Give Star Iron a little MC shock

On the snow-covered plain, Sambo huddled in a snowdrift, shivering. He hugged his arms tightly and couldn't help but sneeze.

The snot that had just flowed from his nostrils immediately froze into small, cloudy icicles due to the extreme cold around him.

"That's strange, why haven't the nameless guests arrived yet?"

Sambo couldn't resist reaching out and making two small holes in the snowdrift where he was hiding, then peering through them to see what was happening outside.

The sky outside was gradually darkening, and there were no signs of any living creatures passing by on the snow. Clearly, the person Sambo was waiting for had not taken this route.

"That shouldn't be the case! The Star Train is clearly parked outside Yalilo. Given the Nameless Guest's personality, he wouldn't just leave the Star Core unattended! My script should be correct, right?"

"Could something have gone wrong?"

Sambo could hardly imagine what else on this planet, besides the star's core, could pose a threat to the nameless guest.

Just as Sangbo was wondering if something had happened to Xing He and the others, a rustling sound suddenly came from the snowfield outside. A figure emerged from the snow forest not far away, and after walking for a while, turned around and walked straight towards him.

Sambo was overjoyed.

Sure enough! He knew his script wouldn't go wrong. Although he was a little late, the nameless guests still arrived!

But why is there only one person? Did they get separated?

No problem, let the kind-hearted Sambo help you find your teammates!

Just as Sambo was waiting for the figure to get closer before he was about to make up an excuse to strike up a conversation, a ray of moonlight shone down, revealing the figure's true appearance.

A white skeleton covered in tattered light gray clothes suddenly appeared before Sambo's eyes.

"WTF?!"

Chapter Twenty-Five Sambo: I used to be an adventurer too, until I took an arrow to the butt.

"WTF?! What is this thing?!"

Sambo was so frightened that he jumped out of the snowdrift. The skeleton immediately turned its head and stared at him, raising its rough-looking wooden bow and drawing an arrow.

Sangbo quickly waved his hand and said, "Brother, I'm not a bad person!"

However, the skeleton completely ignored Sambo's intentions, released the bowstring, and the arrow shot straight at Sambo.

Sambo quickly turned to the side, but because he had been hiding in the snowdrift for too long, his body was a little stiff and he was unable to completely dodge the arrow. His arm was still cut by the arrowhead, and a trace of blood flowed out from it.

"Hey buddy, can't we just have a proper conversation?"

Although he didn't know what this thing in front of him was, Sambo felt that he should be able to communicate with it. After all, there were all sorts of strange and wonderful races in this universe, and he couldn't guarantee that there weren't any skeleton races like this.

However, the skeleton seemed to have no intention of communicating with Sambo at all, briefly putting down the wooden bow before raising it again to draw the bow and nock an arrow.

Sambo's heart jumped into his throat. He quickly turned around to dodge, but as soon as he moved, he noticed something was wrong.

His movements became incredibly slow for some reason, as if he were chained up from head to toe.

Sambo's gaze immediately fell on the small wound on his arm that was bleeding. If there was anything different about him compared to before, it was obviously this wound!

There's something wrong with the arrows that this skeleton is shooting!

Seeing that he had no time to dodge, Sangbo simply pulled out two daggers from his waist, his eyes narrowing into a dangerous arc.

"Dude, I'd really like to sit down and have a good chat with you. After all, having more friends means having more options when you're out and about. But judging from your expression, you probably don't want to be friends with me, Old Sambo."

At the same moment Sambo finished speaking, he swung the dagger in his hand, while the skeleton opposite him simultaneously fired an arrow.

slow!

Even an ordinary person could see the trajectory of the arrows shot from the skeleton, let alone Sambo.

Sambo raised his dagger and slashed at the arrow, but as soon as his dagger made contact with the arrow, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the arrow seemed to pass through the dagger and pierced directly into his palm.

"What...what's going on?!"

Sambo was somewhat surprised. He had clearly blocked the arrow with his dagger, so why was he still hit?

Furthermore, why would he cough up blood if there was an arrow in his palm? His constitution isn't that weak, is it?

No, something's wrong with this guy, we can't fight him.

After making up his mind, Sambo threw a smoke bomb on the ground and turned to run away.

This is his signature smoke grenade, mixed with dust that can put creatures to sleep. Even if the skeleton opposite him doesn't seem to be asleep, the smoke is enough to cover his escape!

Then, the next moment, an arrow pierced Sambo's buttocks.

Sambo stumbled as he fled, enduring the pain as he looked at the skeleton still shrouded in smoke.

"Hey buddy, you're open now, aren't you?!"

After saying that, Sambo ran away without looking back, clutching his backside.

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Meanwhile on the other side.

Xing He carved a path down the rock face, and the three of them successfully descended to the outermost edge of this underground city.

"Should we go in? It's so dark, it feels a bit creepy."

Looking at the city shrouded in darkness, March 7th felt a pang of unease and hid behind Xing He, as if his sturdy armor offered a sense of security.

Dan Heng nodded: "We don't have any clues about the star core at the moment, but we might be able to find out some relevant information in this town."

Xing He wholeheartedly agreed: "Yes, I think so too. And who knows, the intelligent beings living underground might be dwarves? They must have a lot of minerals!"

If it weren't for March 7th and Dan Heng accompanying him, Xing He would have rushed inside and ransacked the place the moment he saw the underground city.

"OK then."

Seeing that both of them were determined to go in, on March 7th he had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Although intelligent beings may live in this town, just to be on the safe side, Xing He led the charge with his shield, while Dan Heng and March 7th lagged behind.

The three cautiously entered the outskirts of the town. All around them were buildings that resembled human dwellings, but some of the houses were dilapidated and obviously uninhabited.

Just as the three thought that this underground town might be the ruins of some era and no longer inhabited, four people walked out from the street ahead. Judging from their appearance, they were obviously human.

"Someone!"

March 7th patted Xing He on the shoulder with delight, gesturing for Dan Heng and Xing He to look in the direction she was pointing.

The sound of March 7th immediately attracted the attention of the four people. The only woman among them frowned when she saw Xing He and the other two, and took out a slightly exaggerated sickle and walked over.

"Who are you? You look unfamiliar. Are you from the upper district?"

When the woman mentioned the words "upper district," a hint of hostility appeared on her face.

"The upper level?"

Xing He and the other two also noticed the words "upper district" mentioned by the woman. March 7 looked at Xing He with a strange expression.

"Normally, shouldn't we go to the upper area first? Who knows, you might have made us skip some parts of the story!"

Xing He rolled his eyes at her speechlessly; this wasn't some kind of game.

Even if it's a game, it's Minecraft, and there's no storyline in Minecraft.

Xing He turned his gaze away from March 7 and said to the woman in front of him, "We are from the Starry Sky Train. We are here to find a star core."

"Star Train? Star Core? Never heard of those things, but judging from your outfits..."

The woman looked Xing He and his two companions up and down, her tone somewhat unfriendly.

"Armor of such superior quality is not something you should have in the lower districts. I don't know which faction in the upper district you belong to, but people from the upper districts are not welcome here. Get out!"

After she finished speaking, the three people behind the woman also drew their weapons, seemingly intending to make a move.

Seeing this, March 7th couldn't help but sigh: "I've noticed that we experience something like this every few worlds—being targeted and ostracized for no apparent reason..."

Seeing that he couldn't reason with the other party, Dan Heng gripped the spear.

Xing He silently drew his iron sword, his gaze falling on the four people in front of him.

Do you think they'll drop emeralds?

Chapter Twenty-Six: Seele and Natasha

When the woman heard Xing He ask his companions if they might be carrying emeralds, her expression immediately turned angry.

"Hmph, you really do have ill intentions! But sorry, the people in the lower districts are not as extravagant as you in the upper districts, carrying emeralds with you all the time."

Xing He was speechless: "Although I really want to say that you've misunderstood something, judging from your expression, it seems like we're bound to have a fight."

Dan Heng nodded in agreement: "Although we have no intention of provoking a conflict, it is clear that we can only communicate normally if they calm down first. Xing He, remember to go easy on them."

Dan Heng and San Yueqi had witnessed Xing He's fighting prowess firsthand. If they hadn't warned him, Dan Heng was genuinely afraid that Xing He would have smashed these people to pieces with a single punch.

"How outrageous! Vanish with the butterflies! The old..."

The woman swung her scythe and charged towards the three of them in a blur, while Xing He calmly placed a wooden boat in front of him.

The next moment, the woman sat on the wooden boat, completely stunned and unable to move.

"Captain Seele?!"

The three companions behind her were taken aback when they saw Seele suddenly sitting still on the small wooden boat.

One of them urged, "Captain Seele, even if you want to play, now's not the time!"

"Shut up!"

Seele glared at the man in embarrassment and anger, then tried desperately to get rid of the wooden boat. Her face turned bright red, but she still couldn't move an inch.

"I can't move!"

After struggling for a while, Seele found herself unable to move and could only ask her companions behind her for help.

The three men exchanged a glance, then raised their weapons and charged forward with a roar.

March 7th chuckled and snapped her fingers: "Hey, I almost forgot about the little toy Xing He gave me! I was originally planning to freeze them."