"I found Healing Medicine, that's great," Chen Jiuge said happily, picking up a white Healing Medicine.
The painkiller only worked for half an hour. Once it wore off, you wouldn't die, but the pain was indeed real.
He swallowed a small pill. The wound on his shoulder healed instantly, and even the bullet lodged in the bone was pushed out.
Just as Chen Jiuge and his companions were having a smooth journey, other competitors weren't so lucky.
Jin Xiao and Li Yao, each carrying a submachine gun and wearing a bulletproof helmet, carefully crawled on the ground.
"Senior Brother, isn't this a bit unseemly?" Jin Xiao said, feeling uncomfortable.
Li Yao chuckled and asked, "How does Junior Brother want to proceed then?"
