Chapter 623: Iron Blood (Part 1)
Lin Feng returned to his room and °• N 𝑜 v 𝑒 l i g h t •° sat down at his desk.
He casually turned on the holographic projection device on the table and connected to Blue Star Internet.
I just wanted to see what the latest trending news was, since I've been away from Earth for a while now.
However, as his gaze swept across the desktop, it suddenly stopped on an icon in the lower right corner.
That was a game called "Wilderness: Iron Blood".
This was a game that Lin Feng used to really enjoy playing.
When it was first released, the game was touted as having a "realistic physics engine," focusing on unrestricted combat and melee weapon duels, and also boasting strong social features.
Players can build shelters in the game to deal with attacks from wild monsters, or compete with other players for territory.
Gathering resources, building walls, constructing houses behind the walls, raising animals, manufacturing weapons and armor...
The game's balance in the early stages was indeed quite good; spending money only allowed you to buy skins, without affecting your combat power.
At that time, Lin Feng randomly joined a shelter. After entering, he basically did not communicate with others, but just silently farmed resources.
Unexpectedly, this one effort propelled me to the top of the shelter contribution leaderboard.
The shelter director even messaged him privately and sent him 100 credits as a reward: "Good job, buddy. Keep it up, there's more to come."
Thinking of this, Lin Feng smiled. That guy really is a tycoon.
However, the rich guy quit after less than a month.
Before quitting the game, he posted in the shelter group chat: "Sorry, brothers, this game is too grindy. Now everyone has to register with their real names to play online, and it's impossible to find someone to help me grind. I can't take it anymore, I'm quitting."
After saying that, he sent 100 credits to everyone in the group, and then his profile picture turned gray.
Later, the game's official team seemed to realize this problem and launched a feature that allows players to "recharge 88 credits every day and complete all daily tasks with one click".
But the rich guy never came back. Without the rich guy as the director, everyone in the shelter left, leaving only Lin Feng and a few health-conscious players.
Lin Feng didn't last long either. It seemed that the game's official team had tasted success, even though their promotional slogan was still "Level 1 beats Level 100".
All characters have the same speed, only stats and health are added, and they have weaknesses; hitting a weakness ignores defense...
But later, the game changed its flavor.
A level 1 player can buy a full set of top-tier equipment, leaving them with only one weakness: their health bar is as thick as a level 100 player's.
The weapon's damage is one-hit kill.
"As long as you spend money, you'll be a god."
Lin Feng shook his head, thinking it was too outrageous.
This official is simply inhuman.
However, his finger still involuntarily touched it.
"Forget it, let's go in and see just how bad it is now."
...
The game starts.
A cold system notification sounded:
【You have been transported to a refugee camp because your shelter has been destroyed.】
He raised an eyebrow, a sense of foreboding creeping over him.
Sure enough, as soon as the character landed and before the screen had even stabilized, a legendary longsword wrapped in purple lightning slashed down from off-screen.
He instinctively sidestepped, narrowly avoiding the attack.
Immediately afterwards, blood and flesh flew everywhere on the screen, and a high-level player with a red health bar and glowing body was wreaking havoc in the refugee camp.
Wherever the blade flashed, players fell like wheat being harvested.
Lin Feng's lips twitched.
"This lousy camp doesn't even have a safe zone? Are they blocking our respawn point?"
A max-level player named "What Can I Do If You Are Arrogant?" is wielding a legendary weapon and rampaging through the crowd.
"Official my ass! Is this game even playable?"
"Level 100 players camping out at the newbie camp? Did your game designers get their brains caught in a door?"
"I deposited 300 yuan, but someone else deposited 3 million yuan. Is that fair?"
"Fair? Does this game even have the word 'fair'?"
"This game is hilarious! You can't play it if you don't have the money!"
"What can you do to me?" he laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the entire camp via the game's voice chat.
"Stop cursing, it's useless. That's how this game is, money talks."
Behind him, several henchmen immediately began to flatter him.
"Boss is awesome!"
"Boss, that one slash and ten newbies were instantly vaporized! So cool!"
"Boss, don't stop! Let's kill another round! Let them know that if you don't spend money in this game, you're just a monster!"
"Boss, do you need our help?"
"What can I do about your arrogance?" I waved my hand dismissively.
"No need, don't interfere, I'll do it myself."
"Today I'm going to kill a hundred, to make it a round number."
He carried the knife, his gaze sweeping across the corner of the camp before landing on Lin Feng's game character.
Level 20, wielding an ordinary alloy broadsword, and wearing the most basic cloth clothing.
"Oh, there's still a living person here."
"What can I do about it?" Ye Ao Nai chuckled and walked over, carrying a knife.
"Kid, are you going to die on your own, or should I send you to your death?"
Lin Feng didn't speak. He controlled his character and slowly raised the alloy greatsword in his hand.
"What can I do?" Ye Ao Nai Wo He paused for a moment, then laughed: "Not bad, kid, you dare to fight back?"
His henchmen immediately joined in the commotion: "Boss, get him! Let him know that in this game, if you don't spend money, you're just a useless dog!"
"Hilarious, a level 20 person wants to challenge a level 100 person?"
"Overestimating yourself!"
With a wave of his sword, "What can you do to me?", another purple blade of energy slashed straight at Lin Feng.
With a simple mouse click, Lin Feng's character sidestepped the edge of the blade's aura.
"Oh?" Ye Ao Nai Wo He paused for half a second, then laughed even more wildly, "Not bad, kid, you've got some skills, but in the face of absolute wealth, skills are just for being crushed."
"I'm putting this out there today: from now on, there will only be two types of people in this game: those who have spent money and those who will become monsters for those who have spent money."
"If you're not happy, feel free to come and chop me up. If you can, I'll call you dad; if you can't, then stay away from me from now on."
“Boss is right!” Henchman A immediately chimed in.
"You think you can be a human being in this game without spending money? Dream on!" Brother B chimed in.
“Our boss’s 【Purple Lightning Roaring to the Sky】 move is worth a hundred years of your salary! Look closely, it would be your honor to hit you.”
"Yeah, that guy with the broken sword, level 20, with an alloy greatsword, lol, one slash and he couldn't even scratch the boss's armor."
Lin Feng ignored them, maintaining his sideways posture with his alloy broadsword dragging on the ground.
"Are you pretending to be your mother?!" I, your proud and arrogant self, can't stand people who don't say a word.
He slammed his keyboard down, charged forward, his figure blurring into three afterimages as he wielded a long sword and charged toward Lin Feng.
The speed and distance were so great that an average player wouldn't even have time to react.
Ke Linfeng is no ordinary player.
His consciousness was already in sync with his physical body; every detail—mouse, keyboard, perspective, distance—was clearly visualized in his mind.
The character on screen is like his second body.