This kind of calculated move based on familiarity with others could only be done against people whom she knew well.
If it was someone whom she didn’t know, then Claret would have to figure out other ways.
Because the chance of succeeding would be much lower.
But it didn’t matter.
As long as she has enough methods, she should be able to survive in that damn Survival Game filled with danger.
Ding!
The elevator reached the designated floor and Claret walked inside while raising her head.
The eye catching surveillance cameras planted on the ceilings greeted her, constantly reminding her that she was being watched by others.
The laboratory and the ICU was located on the second floor and the third floor.
Claret had to search one by one and she was not entirely sure about the entire layout of the hospital.
This is not something that she could figure out just by looking up for the images outside.
After all, not many people came to the ICU.
Only the most severely injured patients were put here.
Still…
‘I don’t know whose genius idea it is to put the critically injured patients on the same floor as the laboratory.’
The laboratory was used to either blood testing or to concoct medicine.
There were varieties of ingredients inside.
Of course, the premise is that she could enter.
Besides…
‘I can actually see the difference between ordinary items and items that have been changed by the Survival Game.’ Claret looked at the row of bottles inside the laboratory as she passed by thoughtfully.
Ordinary players could also spot the differences, but only after touching it.
Because items transformed by the Survival Game would have a panel that showed their information based on their knowledge.
For example, a simple red fruit.
If they had no idea what the item was, what they saw would be like this:
…
[A Red Fruit (?)]
Rank: ???
Description: ???
Item Effect: ???
Item Cost and Usage: ???
…
It was utterly useless.
Even the name was filled with question marks if they didn’t know what it was.
There were three methods to figure out an item’s effect.
One was to find an NPC who had the knowledge and then paid them for tuition.
Second was to find the book that detailed the information of the specific item.
And the last and dumbest method is to eat it directly.
No matter what effect the fruit has, the system log will record everything faithfully.
Whether they ended up fainting or dying directly if the fruit contained poison that could kill them.
So not many players dared to take the risk.
If they had no idea what it is, they should just keep it first.
Of course, the development in different cities and bases were different from each other.
The one that Claret had seen so far were just the unscrupulous one.
Or rather…
She couldn’t enter the official base due to her status after she killed those b*stards.
While it was a pity, but Claret didn’t think much about it at that time.
It was not like only the official bases that could gather powerful people.
The main difference is on the fact that most powerful players would stay in the official bases since it was safer.
A ‘criminal’ like her has no such qualification.
But Claret managed to live freely.
So she didn’t mind.
After all, having experienced the painful torture and many others, Claret didn’t think that she could blend with those people either.
Now that she has the chance to start over…
‘Should I take a look after the official base has been built?’ Claret thought to herself that she could spare some time to pay a visit.
Without the criminal status that hindered her, she should be able to enter the official.
But asking her to stay there?
She refused.
If she had to blend in that kind of environment, Claret felt that it would be impossible for her to remain calm.
It’s better not to.
Anyway, Claret glanced at the things in the distance and she could see the game panel that kept on appearing.
The corner of her lips curled up slightly.
No wonder those early arrival players all managed to get ahead faster.
They didn’t need to touch the items to see their property panels and could directly determine what it was.
This kind of observation skills should have been impossible without practice.
…Uh wait, observation skills?
Claret thought about the increased perception stat and had the faint inkling that it might be related to this matter.
Since she had experienced the Survival Game in the past and managed to increase her stats to the limit, her knowledge over various items in the Survival Game was naturally much more compared to ordinary people.
It was like a max level boss was thrown into the newbie village.
Even though this boss’s level had been reduced to match them, the knowledge stored over the years and the instinct honed over countless life and death battle couldn’t be erased.
This was the advantage that she has.
It was just…
‘Still, if I have to choose, I don’t really want to repeat everything again from the very beginning.’
She would rather stay in that broken world rather than coming back again.
Can coming back truly erase all the pain that she had experienced?
The damage is done, etched deep in her memory.
And she couldn’t do anything to erase it.
Even if nothing serious had happened yet, those painful memories will be the constant reminder of what would happen if she dared to trust those people again.