Chapter 231 Trash

The curved stone left arm whirled and hit the black goat mask suspended in the air.

This stone arm makes it strong, and it is not much inferior to the [Steel Stick] that was unpacked before.

And because she comes from the human body, the transmission effect of energy such as Ripple Qigong is very good, whether it is carried in the hand as a hammer or thrown out as a hidden weapon, it is first-class and easy to use.

It just looks weird...

"Boom"

The black goat mask that was fully releasing its ability was smashed by a flying left arm. The ripple energy attached to the arm was like a tarsus maggot. .

The mask, from the private collection of a gypsy witch and the legacy of a notorious voodoo practitioner, is eerie in its own right.

After being attached by an abnormal organ, he awakened a low-level intelligence that was similar to instinct, knew how to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and directly rotated on the spot, throwing his arm out.

It's a pity that Li Ang had already sprinted over, and lightly caught the stone left arm that fell from the air. He jumped up high, grasped the stone arm tightly, and slammed it down on the mask.

The mask still wanted to fly to avoid it, but Li Ang casually released a shot of [Debris Scattering], releasing invisible repulsive force to bounce it back, and flew back to the landing point of the stone arm.

"clang"

The goat mask was directly smashed into pieces, and together with the two halves of the lungs embedded inside it, fell to the ground.

[The abnormal lungs have been removed, leaving six abnormal organs]

The system notification sounded in his ears, and Li Ang frowned, and quickly ran to the forest cat lying on the ground.

This hairy girl from Siberia is rolling all over the floor at this moment, her face is pale, her eyes are protruding like fish eyes, the veins of her swan-like neck are protruding, and her slender palms are constantly scratching her throat, tearing out streaks of blood.

"Hiss, the ability is still in effect?" Miss Chai asked in surprise, "What should I do, can it be saved?"

In the script mission, every teammate is a very important combat power, and it can be used as cannon fodder or meat shield at critical moments, which is still very useful.

The white eyes of the forest cat stared at Li Ang, the eyes were full of strong desire to survive,

Help me, I don't want to die, help me.

Li Ang frowned tightly, grasping her upper jaw with his left hand and her lower jaw with his right hand, lifted her halfway into the air, and looked at Maomei's throat through the night vision function of the cat's eye.

In her throat, a giant red and black polyp that resembled a tumor grew inexplicably. It kept wriggling and swelling, completely blocking the airway and mouth.

This is the source of forest cat suffocation.

As soon as Li Ang put his hand into the forest cat's mouth, the polyp felt something, and trembled violently, squeezing the forest cat's airway crazily.

If you try to force the polyp out, I am afraid that the forest cat will die of a throat burst first.

"Be patient."

Li Ang said coldly, put the forest cat on the ground, and pressed her forehead with his elbow to prevent her from struggling violently.

Then he took out a sharp knife from the calf of the tactical suit, and found a depression about the size of a soybean 2 to 3 cm below the forest cat's Adam's apple.

(Both men and women have Adam's apple, and men's Adam's apple is more prominent)

This depression, located between the thyroid cartilage and the cricoid cartilage, is where the cricothyroid membrane is located--the cricothyroid membrane is just a thin film, behind which is the trachea, and there is no vital point around it.

Li Ang swung his knife down, and the sharp blade lightly and precisely pierced the forest cat's cricothyroid membrane, piercing it.

"Hiss—ha—"

The forest cat tensed up suddenly, her eyes widened. She felt a thin layer of fresh air pouring into the opening of the cricothyroid membrane from the outside world and into her trachea, which greatly relieved the suffocation.

With this breath, she straightened up, covered her throat that had been torn open with one hand, wrote and drew in the void with the other hand, and murmured spells in a weak voice.

After a while, her complexion turned blue, and she vomited out a large mass of red and black sticky flesh with a "wow".

The polyp fell to the ground, still wriggling slowly as if it had life, but before it crawled far, it was smashed into pieces by the forest cat's palm.

The Siberian hairy girl clutched her throat, stood up in embarrassment, nodded gratefully to Li Ang, took out a stack of black bandages from the backpack rack, and wrapped them around her neck a few times.

[Name: Harpy Bandage]

[Type: Consumables. Disappears after being used twice]

[Quality: Normal]

[Special effects: Pity and heal. Wrap the injured part and slowly heal a small non-fatal wound】

[Consumption: 100 psionic points, 40 sanity points]

[Conditions of use: None]

[Remarks: Harpies live on cliffs, and their black hair is a symbol of vitality. Only humans who are recognized and loved by them can get a roll of bandages woven from the hair of the banshee]

With the special effect of the black bandage, the cut cricothyroid membrane of the forest cat began to heal slowly, and half a minute later it could speak again.

"...Thank you."

Forest Cat nodded gratefully to Li Ang, and said in a hoarse voice, "It was cricothyroidotomy just now?"

"Ok."

Li Ang nodded.

Cricothyroid puncture is one of the first aid methods clinically used for patients with severe dyspnea. By cutting the cricothyroid membrane, the outside air can enter the organs of patients with dyspnea, which is simple, fast and efficient.

Li Ang has mastered various clinical emergency-related technical skills many years ago, but unfortunately the rhubarb downstairs has been refusing to do so, so he has no chance to experiment. Today is the first time he has undergone cricothyroidotomy.

Rhubarb, you are too stubborn.

Li Ang looked at the forest cat who kept expressing his gratitude, and waved his hand casually, but he was still thinking about the scene just now,

Sure enough, as the essence of the forum post said, in the script mission, if there is no subjective or objective malice to rescue teammates in danger,

It can be judged not to be hurt by teammates, and it will not be punished by the system afterwards.

(There are many elite posts uploaded by players on the forum. You can read the first part, and you have to pay a certain amount of game currency for the rest, about 1 to 10 points. The value content is judged by the moderator, so as to avoid someone maliciously using spam essence posts Harm Mengxin.)

Li Ang pulled back his thoughts, looked at the forest cat indifferently and said, "Do you feel better?"

"Yeah." Mao Mei nodded, pointing to the polyp fragments on the ground and said hoarsely: "This thing is a bit like a voodoo curse.

I guess it's the mask with extraordinary abilities and the special lungs that produced some kind of mystical chemical reaction to generate special skills. "

As he spoke, the forest cat blushed unrecognizably. She is a Lv10 player, and she was almost killed by the curse of this kind of polyp with a relatively low level of occultism. It really shouldn't be.

However, there is no way around this. As a mystic scholar, Forest Cat relies on chanting spells and hand gestures to release most of its abilities.

The suffocating polyp curse just restrained her.

She shook her head, came back to her senses, and saw Li Ang squatting on the ground, took out a plastic sealed bag from nowhere, her eyes were shining, she kept poking up the fragments of polyps on the ground with a knife, and put them all into the bag,

And put those mask fragments and dry lungs into different sealed bags.

"Don't waste it, it's all good stuff."

Li Ang kept muttering, and paired with that indistinct laughter, he was like... a mental patient addicted to picking up trash.