Shock!The game I designed has come to reality

Chapter 2 They just want to fight, what’s wrong with that?
Yang Ming glanced at the panel and suddenly understood.

No matter how bad the hatchet is, it is a game item that can increase attack and agility. With my own mountain-climbing sword, I might be able to cut down pheasants without losing blood.

Opening another page of the panel, character information immediately comes into view.

[Name: Yang Ming]

[Qi and blood: 100 Spiritual power: 0]

[Attack: 2 Defense: 1 Agility: 2 Comprehension: 1]

【Repair: None】

【Wealth: 0】

[Item: Rusty hatchet]

It seems that just as he set, the character's initial attribute is 1. With the attribute bonus of the hatchet, his attack and agility have increased to 2.

Turning off the panel, Yang Ming recalled in his mind:

"The pheasant's initial health bar seems to be 10, right? The attack seems to be 5."

He felt relieved and thought to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't think twice about setting an attack and defense of 100 for the pheasant!"

In about half an hour, Yang Ming arrived at the west side of the village.

This was originally a commercial center.

The most upscale Red Whale Hotel in the city is located here.

But now everything has changed.

The Red Whale Hotel still stands majestically, but there is an additional waterfall directly opposite it. The water rushes into the door, and it is not clear whether the sewer is drained enough.

In the square on the right side of the hotel, a group of pheasants were pecking at the marble floor.

The colorful big tail was up and down, and the fire-like crest on top was swinging back and forth, and it barked twice from time to time, which was very eye-catching.

The bright feathers on the back are like a red cloak, and the golden patch on the abdomen is like a battle armor.He holds his head high and his chest is as tall as half a man, with round eyes, a pointed mouth, and the 10 health bar on his head is extremely eye-catching.

Yang Ming stood with a hatchet in his right hand and his waist with his left hand for a long time. He was a little speechless. He really didn't see where the crops were. Anyway, the marble floor was made by these pheasants.

"Whoo~"

He took a long breath, calmed down his nervousness, then bowed, looked at a target and rushed out, holding the hatchet high in his hand, dyed light yellow by the afterglow of the setting sun.

"Ooh lol..."

As the knife fell, a pheasant was frightened and flew up. Its feathers were scattered on the ground, and its health bar suddenly lost a bit.

Big red fonts flashed in the air, minus 2.

The pheasant flapped its big wings crazily, turned around in the air, closed its eyes slightly, and flew towards Yang Ming like a big angry moth, with a cold light shining at the corner of its mouth, ready to go.

Yang Ming did not choose to be tough, but relied on his agility to dodge and then hid aside.

The pheasant jumped in the air and tried to turn around, but Yang Ming didn't give it the chance. The hatchet slashed hard on its crown again, and another big "minus 2" floated up.

The fat crest was cut off by Yang Ming. The pheasant was so painful that it flapped its wings and pounced on him. Its sharp claws scratched a bloody mark on his chest.

"Sigh~"

As a word "Minus 5" floated in the air, Yang Ming suddenly took a breath of air and felt a burning pain in his chest, and at the same time, his health bar also dropped a bit. "Gan!"

Yang Ming cursed bitterly and held the hatchet tightly, but he was very energetic and kept dodging for fear that the pheasant would touch him again. He only occasionally stepped forward to give him a knife.

【Ding!You killed the pheasant! 】

[You have obtained: 1 spiritual grain, 3 magic essences, pheasant corpse]

"Alas, the design is still too strong!"

Yang Ming wiped the sweat from his head, stepped forward and put the pheasant carcass into the inventory, then grinned and covered the wound on his chest, and sat down on the roadside to catch his breath.

He regrets extremely that as a game designer before, he never considered the feelings of players, and now he is reaping the consequences.

Fortunately, there is automatic recovery in the game. As long as the injury is not serious, the blood bar will be restored quickly. As for injuries like broken bones and muscles, it is useless...

Yang Ming sat and rested. His blood bar slowly increased from 95 to 97. The wound on his chest gradually scabbed and no longer hurt.

It is worth mentioning that while Yang Ming was resting, the melon-eating youths who had just been hiding aside to watch the excitement saw that Yang Ming had killed a pheasant in a few seconds, and they also swarmed up and wanted to try their hand at killing two. .

As you can imagine, what these guys were holding were kitchen knives and axes, not game props. They didn't lose blood at all when hunting pheasants.

They were pecked by pheasants. Several guys were pecked with bloody heads and their clothes were torn into strips.

It was only then that they realized something was wrong. Many smarter young people came to talk to Yang Ming and asked why. Many people even sent him friend requests.

【Ding!Player Zhang Lele requests to add you as a friend! 】

【Ding!Player Kong Jiejie requests to add you as a friend! 】

【Ding!Player...]

Yang Ming ignored these rookies. He twisted a crystal clear spirit grain between his fingers and played with it. Although he was a game designer, this was his first time seeing this thing in real life.

This little thing is one of the universal currencies in the game.

One hundred spiritual grains can be exchanged for one low-grade spiritual stone, one hundred low-grade spiritual stones can be exchanged for one medium-grade spiritual stone, and so on.

As for the essence of spells, this thing is very useful. All the spells that players have learned must be used if they want to improve their realm.

Spell essence cannot be purchased, it can only be obtained by grinding monsters and completing tasks, which is very hard-earned.

Yang Ming's thoughts were racing, and his health bar was filled up unknowingly.

At this time, a large number of players came to Yang Ming after being taught a lesson by Pheasant, so that he was surrounded by people.

Everyone was talking about everything. In short, they wanted Yang Ming to tell them how to kill the pheasant, why they didn't lose much blood when killing the pheasant, the correct way to open the game, and so on.

Seeing that Yang Ming had no intention of giving them any advice, a few impatient yellow-haired young men tried to push and push him, but unfortunately they had no game props and could not cause any harm to Yang Ming, who was also a player.

Yang Ming, on the other hand, was angered. Without thinking, he slashed the shoulder of a little yellow haired boy with a hatchet. The words "minus 2" appeared in the air. Blood suddenly flowed out of the little yellow haired boy, and he screamed. He fell to the ground with his arms crossed.

This scene immediately frightened the other players around and backed away, all of them looking at the hatchet in Yang Ming's hand with frightened eyes.

Yang Ming impatiently kicked Xiao Huang Mao'er, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and said, "Get up, you only lost two points of blood from a hundred points. Why are you pretending?"

Xiao Huang Mao'er stopped screaming when he heard the words. He climbed up from the ground and coughed dryly before leaving. He also pointed at Yang Ming and said to everyone: "His knife is so fierce that when he cuts me, blood will flow out immediately. I feel like I saw my deceased father..."

When everyone heard this, their eyes were fixed on Yang Ming's hatchet. The rusty back of the knife and the cracked blade actually aroused these people's simple possessive desire.

They just want to kill a chicken, what's wrong with them?
(End of this chapter)