Welcome to the hypoxia game.
Rules: Compete with your opponent for a bottle of oxygen, and the one who survives wins.
Sang Wei glanced at the man opposite her who was 1.98 Meters tall and had chest muscles that could pinch her to death, and decisively gave up the oxygen.
"I don't want oxygen. If you win, can you give me a bottle of water?"
The man opposite:...?
Later, the whole server was fighting, life and death, and blood flowed like a river.
Sang Wei was digging through the trash can.
The whole server is scrambling for hydrogen peroxide, batteries, and oxygen-generating equipment.
Sang Wei was digging through the trash can.
Most of the entire server is dead.
Sang Wei was still digging through the trash can.
Then she lived to the end.
Don't ask. Asking is the dignity of a trash man.
Intention: Whether it is garbage or not depends on who uses it.