Both of them are one time use items but considering the number of medicine that she found, it was really cost effective.
‘Is there any player who have already unlocked the chemist or the medic profession among the people here?’ Claret couldn’t help but think that way when she saw the description of these two items.
These were both uncommon items!
Mind you, both medics and chemists could only make common items for the first few levels unless they have the professional knowledge and could easily learn the things from the game.
After all, the profession in this Survival Game was terribly realistic.
So much that some people felt that they were not playing games but living a completely different world with unique rules but science was still working.
A blend of science and game?
Perhaps that was what people called the Survival Game in private.
‘No, wrong.
If there’s really a player here, they would have long kept these items tightly under their wraps instead of spreading it out here.
So the only possibility is that there’s a skilled professional outside of the game who operated the game materials to produce the medicine.’
Claret couldn’t help but look at the laboratory a few more times before turning her head regretfully.
Even though she was interested in this professional because he or she would be an excellent medic, but Claret felt that she should not rush things.
Who knows how the other party’s personality is?
If they were such an annoying person, then Claret would only invite trouble to her doorsteps if she dared to invite the other party over.
‘Besides, I used to be a solo player.’
Since she has the status of a criminal, there were not many people who dared to team up with her.
Who knows what the criminals dared to do?
Not to mention, there were also red name status in the game and if Claret wanted to avoid being red named, she could not kill people deliberately.
Well…
She had no plans on killing people right now.
Because it’s better to let these people suffer a life worse than death.
After Claret finished taking the two medicines, she went back to the bathroom and changed back to her previous clothes.
Her space was really convenient as she could just pack her clothes together and then put it in one of the available inventory space.
The problem is that she only have 10 inventory space.
And more than half had been used because of the materials and medicine that she collected just now.
Tep.
Coming out of the bathroom, Claret took the bag that belonged to Bran and made her way back to her stepmother’s room.
Outside of the camera surveillance, her gloved hand swiftly took Bran’s wallet and after opening it, she took his bank card.
She still remembered his password.
Or rather…
Everyone in the Walker’s Family knew Bran and Brenda’s bank password because these two people kept on forgetting it.
Tsk, tsk, tsk.
Perhaps they never thought that there would be an internal thief in their home either.
“What are you doing here?” Mrs.
Walker was dissatisfied when she saw Claret coming back.
Her clothes were changed by now since she accidentally spilled the soup over and it was really uncomfortable.
With her status as the VVVIP patient, the hospital was willing to listen to her beck and call.
Truly the case where money makes everything easier.
“Bran’s belongings,” Claret said while holding up the bag and walked to the table where Mrs.
Walker and Brenda’s belongings were located.
Her eyes flickered slightly and another bank card was easily obtained as she passed by these bags and took them covertly and swiftly.
If there’s a thief profession, Claret was sure that she would have triggered it with these two actions.
Unfortunately, there’s none.
Skills that might be suitable for the thief profession were split into the scout and scavenger profession.
“How’s Bran?” Mrs.
Walker just remembered her son and instantly felt panicked once more.
She knew very well that her son is definitely still in the ICU and this made her worried.
“Still in coma,” Claret replied indifferently and then walked towards the door.
She had finally obtained two bank cards and planned to use them all.
After all, these two people’s pocket money was definitely much more than hers and she was sure that they would find out if she didn’t use up the money fast.
“Can’t you say more?
He’s your brother and you didn’t bother trying to find out his situation?” Mrs.
Walker was so annoyed that she started to berate Claret once again.
She didn’t pay attention to what had just been said and opened her loud mouth, intending to continue nagging.
However, when her gaze swept over Claret’s cold, indifferent eyes, the words on the tip of her tongue suddenly stopped.
What’s wrong with this brat’s eyes?
Claret only passed a glance to Mrs.
Walker before she walked out, ignoring the pair of mother and daughter inside.
Bang!