Shock!The game I designed has come to reality

Chapter 8 Xinghai Guild
After killing a large flower snake again, Yang Ming did not relax his vigilance at all, just because another one jumped out from the grass next to him.

Since then, all five large flower snakes have appeared.

Yang Ming was sure that there would be no more monsters hiding in the dark to attack, so he no longer hesitated, changed his previous wretched fighting style, and limped forward to meet them.

The heat wave spread out layer by layer, and the air was filled with the smell of burning. After 5 minutes, Yang Ming, after a lot of effort, finally killed the big flower snake.

Panting, he sat on the ground. At this moment, his blood bar was obviously reduced by one-third, and there were blood stains on his clothes. He looked a little embarrassed.

"The strength is still too weak. It's hard to fight a long worm. It seems that we have to improve our strength quickly. Otherwise, how can we compete with the professional ranking players of the big guilds?"

Taking out a chicken leg from the inventory, Yang Ming thought to himself while chewing.

As the food was eaten, Yang Ming's health bar slowly climbed up. He felt his right leg and found that the numbness had disappeared, so he ignored it and took stock of the loot.

"I harvested a total of 10 spiritual grains, 25 essences, and 5 large flower snakes. Well... not bad!"

Yang Ming looked at the essence column. At this moment, his magic essence had accumulated to 55, and he could completely upgrade the level of the fireball technique from proficiency to proficiency again.

However, he did not choose to do this. As the fireball level increases, the damage will increase a lot, but the consumption will also increase.

Nowadays, his spiritual power can barely sustain the consumption of fireball proficiency, but once he upgrades to proficiency, with his spiritual power, it is estimated that if he hits two shots, his spiritual power will be exhausted, and the gain will not be worth the loss.

What's more, the damage caused by the fireball technique nowadays is quite considerable. If it hits a person, one shot will be disabled and two shots will be useless. As long as you don't fight against a few ranking players, it is definitely enough.

Therefore, Yang Ming, who knew that he was not capable of controlling the level of fireball technique, naturally had no idea of ​​upgrading.

Let’s improve our cultivation first, this is the foundation.

With this in mind, Yang Ming stood up slowly, took out the hatchet, and started mowing the grass again.

It was mid-afternoon, and the sun was shining hotly on his body, making Yang Ming sweat profusely and causing pain in his wounds.

His eyes were blackened, and sweat dripped from the tip of his nose to the ground, splashing some dust.

An hour later, Yang Ming threw down the hatchet and threw himself on the ground. He could no longer straighten his back...

After resting for a while, he raised his head and looked around. The entire vegetable garden had been completely cleared of weeds.

"Huh~" He exhaled heavily, and Yang Ming limped up, holding his waist, and walked towards the innermost part of the vegetable garden, muttering: "It's not easy, it's not easy. I can finally get something to start the next mission." Got it!"

When he came to the corner, he used a hatchet as a shovel and dug frantically into the ground.

The soil in the vegetable garden has been turned over, and the soil is soft. In a short time, Yang Ming dug a meter or two deep. There was a muffled "dong" sound, and the hatchet touched a hard object. It was a wooden box.

He carefully took out the box from the pit and opened it. Inside was a purple talisman and 5 spiritual grains.

Yang Ming immediately put the spirit grain away, and the purple talisman was twisted in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Is this the purple divine thunder talisman? Well, it looks pretty good! Isn't it a bit wasteful to use it to deal with three moles?" According to Yang Ming's settings, the purple divine thunder talisman was made by high-level monks As a result, even a monk at the ninth level of gathering souls can be struck to death by lightning. It is really a waste to use it to kill a monk at the third level of gathering spirits.

But with his current wealth, he can't afford an ordinary divine thunder talisman, unless...

Yang Ming's eyes lit up, and he carefully put away the purple divine thunder talisman. Then he came to a branch, pulled off a piece of blood-stained gray cloth, and walked down the mountain.

At this moment, many players gathered on the trail outside the forest. They stood on tiptoe and stretched their heads to look inside.

In addition to those who initially followed Yang Ming, some of these people were attracted by the rumbling sound of the fireball technique in the vegetable garden.

In their opinion, the sound of the fighting alone was so intense, it was obvious that the master was fighting the boss!They really want to see how Yang Ming is doing now and how he has gained?

On the mountain road in the distance, a figure approached from far away. It was undoubtedly Yang Ming. When they saw him, the players immediately started talking.

"Look, he's come out with blood on his body. It seems he really went to fight the boss!"

"His health bar hasn't even returned to full yet. He must have been injured. With this great master's skill, he can still be injured. It seems that his task is not simple. He must have gained a lot!"

"What mission did he receive? Why is the mission we received completely different from his?"

……

Yang Ming glanced at the group of players who were buzzing around him like flies, frowned, but ignored them and walked out.

However, at this time, several players wearing uniform blue uniforms came over. They had smiles on their faces, but they silently surrounded Yang Ming in their movements.

Yang Ming stood still, his brows still furrowed, but his eyes were slightly narrowed, exuding coldness. These people were obviously coming with bad intentions.

Moreover, he seemed to have seen the style of their clothes, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them. After thinking for a while, he suddenly realized that he remembered that it was those guild players on the forum!

At this time, whispers came from the crowd:
"Are they from the Xinghai Guild? What do they want to do? Are they trying to rob?"

"Sure enough, people are afraid of being famous, but people are afraid of being strong, so they were targeted by people from the Xinghai Guild. They are dead..."

"The people of the Xinghai Guild are acting domineeringly. They have taken over the entire Pheasant refresh point. If they are not satisfied, are they planning to take over the back mountain as well?"

Eyes of sympathy, indifference, joking, and schadenfreude focused on Yang Ming.His face was expressionless, but the faces of the three people from the Star Sea Guild across from him looked a bit more smug.

"Friend, let's talk?" A tall player from the Xinghai Guild casually put a hand on Yang Ming's shoulder, with a smile that could not be refused. Without waiting for Yang Ming to reply, he continued:

"To be honest, during the period after you went up the mountain, our people took over tasks from the old village chief more than once, but none of them were about the mountain behind!"

"I guess you must have received a special hidden mission. As the saying goes, it's better to have fun alone than to have fun together. How about it, let's listen to it. It's fun if we all play together..."

(End of this chapter)