Li Ke had already noticed something remarkable while playing 7 Days to Die.
Items from the game carried a certain degree of "game logic." For example, the barbecue Erina Nakiri had once made for him had kept him alive all the way until Tsunade and Kiri arrived.
After that, he had started wondering whether the medical items in the game would also produce similar effects.
Because Tsunade's healing techniques were so outstanding, he had never found a chance to test them. Minor scratches healed quickly on their own once he invested points into Endurance. He had always been careful not to get seriously injured, so the idea remained untested.
One thing was undeniable, however: when a First Aid Kit was placed in the action bar, it could be used on other people.
This was Li Ke's first real attempt.
The result was almost terrifying.
From the Female Street Brawler's body, steel needles, fragments of blades, and filthy viscous fluid began to force their way out through her skin. Even from wounds that had already closed, needles and shards of metal pushed outward, reopening the healed flesh—yet no blood flowed. The moment the wounds were torn open again, they sealed themselves instantly, as if they had never been disturbed.
At the same time, the deathly pallor of the woman's face began to fade. Color slowly returned to her cheeks. The vacant look in her eyes sharpened, and the uncontrolled trembling of her body gradually steadied.
There was no doubt about it—the First Aid Kit had worked exactly as intended.
"Interesting… so this thing is a conceptual item as well?"
Li Ke put the previously unused medical kit away and looked at the equally stunned Female Street Brawler.
She was even more shocked than he was. The moment Li Ke had taken out that large white package, a warm, invisible force had appeared inside her body. Under that warmth she could feel the long-standing affliction slowly retreating. The pain from her ruptured internal organs and the steel needles that had pierced her spine disappeared completely.
If not for the poison still fighting against the antidote she had just drunk, she might have believed she was already fully recovered.
Unbelievable.
She couldn't help glancing at Li Ke's clothes. There was no emblem of the Holy Church on them, which meant he was not a cleric.
Soon the effect of the medical kit faded, and Li Ke withdrew his hand.
The Female Street Brawler sat up in one fluid motion. Although her internal organs still ached faintly and the virulent poison continued to work inside her, she knew she would no longer die. The fatal injuries had already been healed.
"Are you a mage? Or… was that some kind of treasure you just used?"
As she spoke, she unconsciously licked her lips.
"What, planning to repay kindness with betrayal?"
Li Ke smiled and quietly prepared to summon the M60 if necessary.
"Hah… I'm not that stupid."
The Female Street Brawler shook her head. Although she had become a Street Brawler, she was not the kind of person who forgot favors. The only reason she had ended up borrowing money was because practicing poison techniques had ruined her internal organs. Otherwise she would never have lost.
While speaking, she casually lay back against the wall again. With a careless motion she pushed the blanket aside. Her long, strong legs spread open in a clean, effortless split. When her feet met the wall she simply bent her knees, letting her thighs fall into a clear M-shape. The movement was so natural and practiced that it looked almost habitual.
Before Li Ke could fully process what was happening, her right hand had already reached down. Fingers found the small metal ring holding the thin white triangular cloth in place. She unfastened it with a soft click and pulled the fabric aside in one smooth motion, completely exposing herself.
Then, without any hesitation or embarrassment, she used the index and middle fingers of her right hand to part the soft, tightly closed folds of her sex.
The outer lips opened under her touch, revealing the delicate pink entrance beneath. The inner walls were a soft, glistening rose color, faintly twitching with each breath she took. A thin, clear film of moisture already clung to the sensitive flesh, catching the light. At the very center, the small, unbroken membrane of her virginity was clearly visible—thin, pale, and still intact.
She held herself open for him with complete calm, presenting everything without shame or hesitation.
In a flat, almost indifferent voice she said:
"Because of you, I'm not going to die anymore. Come on—hurry up and finish so I can go fight and pay off my debts."
Li Ke stared.
He had already seen Lux's decisive nature, but this was the first time he had met a girl who treated her own purity so casually, as if it were nothing more than a minor inconvenience standing between her and her next match.
His eyes traveled over the orange-brown training clothes that still covered most of her torso, yet left the smooth inner sides of her thighs completely bare. Old scars from blades marked the pale skin there—thin white lines that spoke of past fights.
He said nothing at first. Instead he reached out and lightly touched the soft entrance she was holding open for him.
The moment his rough fingertip brushed against the warm, delicate pink flesh, the Female Street Brawler's entire body gave a small, involuntary shudder. A faint tremor ran through her thighs. She did not close her legs or pull away. She simply remained still, fingers still holding herself open, quietly watching him and waiting for whatever he would do next.
Li Ke's finger remained lightly pressed against the soft, parted entrance. The Female Street Brawler continued to hold herself open for him, her breathing steady, her eyes calm as she waited.
Then his movements slowed.
He had noticed something.
Carefully, he traced his fingertip across the short, brown curls that covered her mound and the sensitive skin beneath. There were scars here as well—thin white lines and several deeper, more jagged marks that cut across the soft flesh. A few of them looked like old penetrating wounds, the kind that would have gone deep enough to damage the uterus.
The Female Street Brawler gave a short, cold laugh. She had expected this reaction the moment he started looking closely.
"Do the scars bother you?"
Li Ke shook his head, though the sight did concern him more than he wanted to admit.
"Not really. I just don't know your name yet…"
"There's no need," she answered flatly. "Just shove that thing of yours in and get it over with so I can leave. Otherwise the debt collectors will come after you, and I don't want to owe anyone else a favor."
She narrowed her eyes slightly, still holding her folds open with two fingers.
"As for my name—don't bother asking. I can't get pregnant anymore anyway, so feel free to finish inside."
The bluntness of the statement left Li Ke momentarily speechless.
What kind of outrageous declaration was that?
And this completely business-like attitude…
Would he even be able to gain a decent amount of energy points under these conditions?
Looking at the Female Street Brawler, who clearly only wanted to finish as quickly as possible so she could go pay her debts, Li Ke felt a flicker of doubt.
While he thought, his fingers continued to move slowly over the soft, exposed entrance. The unfamiliar sensation of a man's touch made her draw in a quiet breath through her nose. Yet her body responded with complete honesty. Clear, warm fluid began to gather and seep out from within, slowly coating the delicate pink flesh and the tips of her own fingers that still held her open.
Li Ke, already experienced by now, collected some of the slick wetness on his fingertips. He intended to spread it carefully around the tight entrance to make penetration easier.
The moment the fluid touched his skin, however—
A sharp, burning pain exploded in his finger.
He jerked his hand back at once.
The tip of his index finger had already turned a deep, unnatural purple. The nail was beginning to warp and darken at the edges, as if something corrosive was rapidly spreading through the tissue.
A real-life poison effect?!
"Your… place is poisonous?!"
The Female Street Brawler stared at him in genuine shock, then looked at the discolored fingertip. Her own expression froze.
She had never realized this either.
For a long moment neither of them spoke. The atmosphere between them turned distinctly awkward.