This Game... Its Numbers Are Definitely Broken!

This Game's Numbers Were Definitely Broken!

Lin Tang's sudden attack instantly drew the attention of the four Raiders in the camp.

It was noon, and most of the Raiders had gone out hunting, leaving only a few behind at the base, all bearing some injuries.

But even so, a single injured Raider could easily slaughter two or three ordinary humans.

The gap in strength and constitution was simply too great.

If one looked only at Lin Tang's bearing right now, he even seemed somewhat like a human who had mastered special powers.

But the muscle-brained Raiders could not understand bearing. They simply grabbed their clubs and charged at him.

Lin Tang smiled confidently. "Gou Ju, Hu Da, don't be afraid. Based on my years of game experience, beginner quests like this won't be very difficult. Enemies that look terrifying are actually just minor mobs. The reason you're scared is because this game's models are too good—you've been influenced by the difference in size and appearance. But don't forget! This is a Game World. You can't judge it by the rules of the real world!"

"So! Watch me slaughter these mobs!"

"Excuse my performance!"

Lin Tang sprinted out from hiding and met the nearest Raider head-on.

A savage face, thick bones, solid muscles, green skin, and a sour stench of chemicals mixed with rotting flesh poured from him.

Smack~

The more agile Lin Tang smashed a stone into the Raider's shoulder.

In his own field of vision, faint black text floated up above the Raider's head.

Physical Damage Dealt: 10

Bleed Damage Triggered, HP -5 (lasts 10 seconds)

The Raider's arm was injured. The blow reopened the wound, and he immediately bared his sharp teeth in a roar.

"Roar!"

He swung his club backhandedly.

Bang!

Lin Tang was sent flying, and a line of text flashed before his eyes.

Physical Damage Taken: 98

A blood-red line appeared on his watch.

A quarter of it had already vanished.

Clearly, that was his Health Bar.

"Fuck!? I'm that squishy?"

Meanwhile, the Raider's Health Bar had only dropped by about one percent.

Seeing the other three Raiders closing in from behind, Lin Tang shouted, "Gou Ju, Hu Da, help me! The mobs' attack is a little high!"

He turned his head and saw that the place where the three of them had been hiding was already empty.

Two six-foot-tall, burly men were sneakily moving away from him.

Lin Tang: "?"

He looked at the four approaching Green Skin Raiders, then at his two teammates getting farther and farther away, and suddenly understood.

"Oh~ I get it! This stage isn't meant for players to fight head-on. It's a tactical stage like It Takes Two, right?"

Lin Tang immediately shouted, "This stage is testing the cooperation of three people! I'll lure them away, and you two look for an opening!"

Lin Tang might have been reckless, but he was not stupid. Seeing the situation, he immediately changed tactics.

He turned and ran!

Leading the four howling Green Skin Raiders in the opposite direction from African Thin Dog and Ghost Face Demon Fox.

And his thin frame was even more nimble.

He moved in a zigzag pattern, weaving in front of the four Raiders. He stayed close, yet they simply could not hit him.

He was obviously an old FPS player.

Elsewhere.

Thin Dog and Ghost Face Demon Fox exchanged a glance and both nodded approvingly.

Thin Dog said, "Lin Tang's got quick wits. Even after getting slapped hard, he instantly came up with a strategy and made the choice most beneficial to us."

Ghost Face Demon Fox said, "I actually noticed that too. Those Green Skins are strong, but... they don't look very smart. Maybe the designers deliberately left us that hint, telling us not to confront them head-on at our current stage and to rescue the NPC through clever tactics."

Seeing Lin Tang lead the Green Skins farther away, the two emerged from hiding.

They slowly entered the Raiders' crude camp.

A bonfire, torn tents, iron cans, rough wooden sticks, rotten cloth—various odds and ends had been cobbled together into a small camp.

It looked like a rural courtyard from before the apocalypse.

But it had collapsed and been damaged too severely. Only a few reinforced walls remained standing, and the Raiders had used them to build simple shelters.

The two looked at their watches.

The red dot had already overlapped with their location.

They looked around but found no sign of the NPC.

Ghost Face Demon Fox raised his head and looked around. "There are no buildings above ground, so... it's underground!"

"And if I'm not mistaken, that shed over there, the one built much more solidly, is the entrance underground."

Thin Dog nodded.

The two were longtime partners from the forum. They had played dozens of games online together and had perfect coordination.

Ghost Face Demon Fox picked up two sharpened wooden sticks left by the Raiders and tossed one to Thin Dog.

"This should count as the first weapon we've picked up in this game, right? Too bad we can't see its stats."

"It's definitely stronger than a stone. Come on, let's go underground."

Ghost Face Demon Fox said, "I'll go first, you take the rear. Watch out for traps and ambushes when we open doors."

The two staggered their positions and entered the shed. Sure enough, there was a path leading downward, looking like a large Cellar once used by villagers to store supplies.

Inside the pitch-black passage.

The two slowly made their way down.

Suddenly, Ghost Face Demon Fox stopped. "Do you smell something?"

Thin Dog's expression turned serious. "A metallic smell is spreading through my nose and mouth. More precisely, I sensed it when we approached the camp earlier, but now that we're near the Cellar... it's much stronger."

The next moment, green numbers popped up above both their heads.

Radiation Damage Taken: 3

You have been contaminated by nuclear radiation. Duration: Infinite (refreshes after leaving the radiation source)

"Debuff?" Ghost Face Demon Fox said.

Their watches simultaneously displayed their Health Bars, which were slowly dropping.

"We're continuously losing health. My initial health is 400 points. I lose 3 points per second, with a natural recovery of 0.5 points. That means I lose 2.5 health per second and can last 160 seconds—two minutes and forty seconds. We have to end this quickly and rescue the NPC!"

"Let's go! Charge!"

The two quickened their pace and rushed down.

Bang!

Thin Dog kicked open a wooden door blocking their way, revealing a firelit corridor. White bones were scattered across the floor of the corridor. It looked... terrifying.

Beyond the corridor were four sealed Dungeons.

In front of the Dungeons stood a thick Green Skin. He was first startled, then his anger visibly surged.

He grabbed a Wolf Tooth Club covered in rusty iron spikes.

One blow from it might not kill someone with Physical Attack alone, but the subsequent magical attack would definitely send them on their way.

The two players holding wooden sticks felt their hearts tighten.

Ghost Face Demon Fox checked his watch's locator.

"The NPC is right ahead!"

Thin Dog raised his wooden stick. "Then there's nothing more to say. When enemies meet on a narrow road, fight! Once we take down this gatekeeping mob, we'll complete the quest."

Ghost Face Demon Fox said, "I'll take the left, you take the right. We'll flank him from both sides and cover each other. Attack his head and crotch for critical damage! Lin Tang could break his defense with a stone, so our sharpened sticks will definitely deal more damage. If the two of us fight steadily, we can do this!"

"Alright!"

The two rushed forward, looking exactly like experts!

Crack crack crack~

Ghost Face Demon Fox was killed.

African Thin Dog: "."

He stared at the Green Skin, who had only gained a few bloody holes, and swallowed.

"First, I underestimated the gatekeeper's strength. Second, I overestimated our combat power. Third, this game's numbers are definitely broken! You dogshit developers! Is this really a gatekeeper mob that beginners can beat?"

Their movements had become severely distorted in battle. They simply could not perform the perfect attacks and defenses they were used to making with keyboard and mouse games. After taking three club blows, Ghost Face Demon Fox was afflicted by Bleed Damage, radiation, and tetanus, and his health was directly depleted until he was killed.

Thin Dog glanced at the gatekeeping Green Skin's Health Bar. It still had eighty percent remaining. That had already been the best the two of them could do.

After killing Ghost Face Demon Fox, the Raider let out an enraged howl and swung his Wolf Tooth Club toward Thin Dog's head.

Thin Dog pondered briefly.

Then realization dawned on him!

"I get it!"

He made his final decision.

"System, I'm done playing. Log me out!"

At that moment, two clusters of crimson flames suddenly lit up behind Thin Dog.