Chapter 163-2: Currency System, Death in Reality (2) |
“The even more awesome part is still ahead. The best part of this game is not sightseeing, at least not for us. The best part is this.”
As he spoke, Iron Hammer slightly crouched, muscles tensing. After storing power, both feet suddenly pushed off the ground.
The ground trembled lightly and snowflakes flew. His body shot into the air like an arrow leaving the string.
After flying more than ten meters, Iron Hammer landed with both feet steady, kicking up a spray of snow. His knees slightly bent, absorbing the impact. Then he straightened his body, standing there like an unshakable mountain.
After finishing showing off, Iron Hammer turned his head to look at the envy written all over Tong Xin’s face.
“Principal, this is what I think is the most fun. The superhuman experience brought by attribute amplification.”
“Showing off is disgraceful. Hurry up and take me to level up.”
After hearing Iron Hammer’s introduction, Tong Xin could not help rolling his eyes, yet inside he was filled with anticipation for leveling up.
He could imagine how joyful the attribute amplification described by Iron Hammer would be.
Braving the howling wind, he followed his brothers as they kept searching. At the edge of their map’s fog area, they found a lone monster.
It was petite, only reaching Tong Xin’s knees. Its whole body was covered with fine gray translucent fuzz, like an uglified little wild boar.
At this moment, Tong Xin activated his analysis power, and related information instantly surfaced in his mind:
[Gray Gulu]
Hunt Level: 1
Monster Analysis: A low level monster unique to the Rimewinter Snowfield region, one of the most common monster types. They exist only to maintain ecological balance. Though weak, a Gray Gulu will enter an enraged state when its life is threatened and launch a fearless assault.
After reading the analysis, Tong Xin was instantly intrigued.
“Hold your hands. Let me take this one. It would be too boring to enter the game only to be an experience leech. Let me try the combat feedback.”
Hearing Tong Xin’s words, the players of the Kindergarten group exchanged looks, smiles appearing on their faces.
A level 1 monster seemed very weak, but for an initial player it was not easy to subdue.
Back when they had first entered the game to open up the wilds, they had also hunted Cursed Soldiers in cooperation.
At this moment, Tong Xin took the initiative to pounce at the Gray Gulu. In Gargoyle form, his sharp claws slammed down on the Gray Gulu’s head.
This strike carried great momentum and force. The Gray Gulu was smashed into the air on the spot. A distinct bump formed on its head. The surface of the scalp showed redness and swelling, with a faint purplish tint at the edges, like bruised blood spreading under the skin.
It was only an insignificant level 1 monster, but the change on its head after being attacked made Tong Xin exclaim that it was awesome.
The production of details had indeed reached perfection.
He could even see the detailed process of the bump forming.
After landing, the Gray Gulu jerked its head to look at Tong Xin. Its skin flushed red as it entered an enraged state.
Its hind legs suddenly pushed off the ground. While Tong Xin was caught off guard, it smashed a vicious headbutt into his chest.
“Pfft!”
As his body was instantly knocked flying, Tong Xin’s eyes widened and he coughed up spittle with his mouth open.
“Hahahahaha.”
Hearing the laughter coming from around him, Tong Xin forced himself to endure the pain, shed the petrified form, lifted his cloth clothes, and looked down at his chest. The spot hit by the headbutt had already reddened and swelled, with the blood vessels under the skin slightly bulging.
He reached out and pressed lightly. He sucked in a breath of cold air on the spot as the pain surged again, like a blunt knife rubbing back and forth across his chest.
“This tactile feedback is too realistic.”
Before Tong Xin could continue marveling, the enraged Gray Gulu scraped the ground with its forelegs, then let out a cry and charged again.
Tong Xin sprang to his feet and decisively activated the petrification trait.
The Inherited soul trait was branded in his mind like a memory, and using it was as simple as breathing.
Once the trait activated, his body surface was quickly plated with a layer of pitch black.
His legs felt as if they were connected to the earth, and his body seemed to become unusually heavy.
Thud!
With that hit landing on him, Tong Xin could clearly feel the pain feedback, but his body was as if welded to the ground, not wavering in the slightest.
On the contrary, the Gray Gulu that charged him was instantly rebounded, staggering back a few steps before landing on its butt.
Its head swayed slightly, and its gaze turned dazed.
Unlike other games where a vortex or other marker appears above the head when stunned, the monster’s performance looked so realistic to Tong Xin that there was no flaw at all.
Seizing the opportunity, Tong Xin shed petrification, stepped forward, and slammed his claws down hard.
But the tenacity of the Gray Gulu exceeded his expectations. Although it was only a level 1 small monster, it made Tong Xin tense throughout the fight.
During this process, as a veteran of other games, Tong Xin gradually grasped the attack rhythm of the Gray Gulu.
Even without reading relevant guides, Tong Xin quickly mastered the correct way to use the petrification trait, trying to use petrification to jam the Gray Gulu’s damage output rhythm.
In Tong Xin’s view, this ability could be understood as a shield counter in Sin Land.
As long as the rhythm was mastered, he could exempt a large amount of damage and find opportunities to counterattack.
Before long, the Gray Gulu exhausted its stamina, lost its combat ability, and was successfully killed by Tong Xin.
After the battle ended, Tong Xin collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Killing this one level 1 monster nearly exhausted all his stamina.
The combat feedback in Monster World was excessively realistic, and there was even a stamina value setting. This fight had worn him out.
At this moment, the dead Gray Gulu was disassembled by an invisible force, turning into scarlet air currents that split into multiple streams in midair, flying separately toward the members of the Kindergarten group in team mode.
One stream merged into Tong Xin’s body, like a warm torrent pouring in from the top of his head, slowly flowing down along his spine and spreading to his limbs and bones.
“Awesome.”
The members of the Kindergarten group walked over at this time, with Iron Hammer at the front wearing a teasing expression.
“Principal, how many points for the combat feedback?”
“Full marks, but I am really exhausted.” Tong Xin said weakly.
At this moment, the feeling of depleted stamina was as if his body had been drained. Every inch of muscle became powerless, as heavy as if filled with lead, and even lifting his hand felt unusually difficult.
He could only increase oxygen supply through deep breaths to promote further metabolism of lactic acid and relieve fatigue.
He discovered that Monster World actually had one hundred percent stamina consumption feedback.
Although other games also had stamina settings, those were just a numerical bar that did not affect player activity before it was emptied.
But in this game, the feedback from stamina consumption was no different from reality.
Secondly, there was ten percent pain feedback. Even with ninety percent reduced, he could still feel clear pain.
He finally understood why so many players on the forum complained that melee players were few.
Compared to spellcaster players comfortably damage outputting from the rear, melee players suffered double torment of body and spirit.
This build, without some faith or a tendency toward self-abuse, whoever plays it is an idiot.
After resting for quite a while, having experienced combat, Tong Xin followed the Kindergarten brothers toward the area on the map shrouded in fog.
Before long, they found a group of white giant bears with a hunt level around 20 in the fog area.
The brothers’ show-off moment began.
At this time Drunken Milk stepped forward, Owl-Headed Fiend perception instantly enveloped the monster group. As he raised his hand, the starry robe on his body flashed with a faint glow, and one by one ink-black fireballs swelled like inflating balloons in his hands.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Fifteen fireballs instantly rose into the air under perception guidance, striking the giant bears with precision. Ink-black flames burned fiercely, and the giant bears fell with mournful cries.
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