I'm the only player

Chapter 4 [I am torn apart]

In the early morning and at midnight, He Sheng fell asleep and once again came to the gate leading to "The Small Town Butcher".

"Let's go."

As you step into the door, there is endless darkness, and you feel dizzy and weightless.

The next second, he set foot in the town again.

"Last time, it took about thirty minutes to cook and fry the dishes. Add in the fifteen minutes it takes to eat, which means it will take the Pig-Headed Butcher forty-five minutes to arrive."

"Cook first, and make more bacon. At room temperature, bacon can be kept for at least three to five days, while rice can't be kept for more than two days at most."

Having made up his mind, he quickly began to search the surrounding houses.

It was indeed a game world. Every time he entered a room, there would be two or three pieces of bacon hanging from the beams. One piece of bacon was enough to fill his stomach.

After a while, I got more than ten pieces of bacon.

There is no need to store too much food. Too much will not only affect your own movement, but it will also exceed the shelf life and cannot be eaten.

Thirty minutes passed in a flash.

The place where the cooking was done was the house of the Pig-headed Butcher, who was killed in an instant.

He Sheng left in a hurry with a dozen pieces of bacon hanging around his waist and a rice pot in his hand.

Ten minutes later, a burly butcher who looked extremely ferocious came to the house, kicked the door down, and searched inside and outside, but found nothing.

Helpless, I could only leave and return the same way.

A thousand meters away, there was a three-story building, and someone was staring at it stealthily.

"Sure enough, it's about the same as I expected."

After he finished speaking, he took a bite of bacon and put another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

"Eat and drink, let's get started!"

Under the cover of night, he had to search more, in case he came across any weapon that could be used against the Pig-Headed Butcher.

Although I know in my heart that the probability is small, I can't really give up.

After a night, He Sheng lay exhausted on the bed in a house on the edge of the town.

"Crap."

There was really not a single living person in the entire town.

The architectural layout is almost the same. Two to five pieces of bacon are hung on the beams of each household. The rice jars are full of refined rice, and occasionally refined flour can be seen.

"In one night, we searched about one-tenth of the area. We rest well during the day and continue working at night."

After saying this, he quickly fell asleep.

At about 6:30 in the afternoon, he was awakened by the sound of footsteps.

My head, which was a little confused, immediately became clear when I heard the footsteps getting closer.

He Sheng didn't say anything, he reached out and pushed open the window beside the bed, then rolled over.

The ground floor of the three-story building was covered with thick straw.

"boom!"

The impact is not that great and can still be tolerated.

Using his hands and feet, he climbed out of the straw, stood up and ran away.

"boom!!"

There was a loud noise coming from the small building next to him. It was obvious that the pig-headed butcher had started to rush around unreasonably.

With the terrain he had memorized during the day, he did not lose his way at night. He twisted and turned and quickly entered a remote alley.

After running wildly, I felt a burning sensation in my lungs.

"Huff huff huff. Huff huff huff."

With his back against the wall, he tried hard to breathe, sticking his head out of the wall and carefully observing the direction he came from.

After more than ten minutes, there was still no sign of the butcher.

"It seems that it didn't find me. So, the boss started to take the initiative to attack and look for me as a player? Could it be a game mechanism?"

should be!
What if the players in the dungeon just give up and keep dragging their feet on completing tasks? That would simply increase the pressure on the server.

In order to force everyone to finish the dungeon quickly, game manufacturers will naturally set up some programs. "It is estimated that in the original dungeon, the butcher boss has a hidden identity. Only when it gets dark and the players are reluctant to push the task progress, will the logic of automatic patrol to find people be triggered."

It’s not easy.

He sat there, ate a piece of bacon, avoided the direction where the butcher had appeared not long ago, and continued to search the town.

On the third day, the sky brightened.

He Sheng found a place far away from yesterday's house to sleep and talked to himself before going to sleep.

"I hope it's calm tonight."

Not long after he fell asleep, he heard the faint sound of a building collapsing in his ears.

Almost instinctively, I opened my eyes immediately, and my hazy brain quickly became clear.

"Grass (a plant)!"

In the dungeon, the Pig-Headed Butcher will not patrol on the first night, but will actively search on the second night, and will start searching during the day on the third day.

Damn, the operator of the "Abyss" game is really afraid that players will play badly and occupy server resources.

"withdraw!"

After he finished speaking, he got up and climbed out of the window.

As he landed, he turned his head and looked at the ruins not far away, which were raising a cloud of dust.

The next moment, he felt like he was being watched.

"??"

"boom--"

The burly butcher rushed out from the construction waste, instantly locked onto his direction, and walked towards him with big strides.

"!!"

He Sheng spat, the boss's perception must have been enhanced. Otherwise, why didn't he find me yesterday, but locked onto me today?
"escape."

Fortunately, this time the same situation did not happen as it did the last time he entered the dungeon, where he was stunned and stood there waiting to die due to the extreme pressure.

Although he was just an ordinary man, the speed of the Pig-headed Butcher was really slow. He always moved in big strides instead of running wildly after finding his prey.

I guess it was set up by the game manufacturer for the sake of balance, limiting the movement speed of the BOSS to give players more room for error.

If the value of his movement speed is -3, then the butcher's movement speed is only -2.

Don't panic, the advantage is mine!
Five minutes later, He Sheng, who had been full of confidence that he could escape, looked at the butcher behind him whose speed had not slowed down, and fell into deep thought.

As he ran madly, his speed became slower and slower as his physical strength decreased.

Specific performance: movement speed - 3, movement speed - 2, movement speed - 1.

As the force of the boss increased, it was less than a hundred meters away from him. If he continued to run, the only result would be that he would collapse on the ground and become a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Your uncle's."

Thinking of this, he immediately stopped, turned around and pulled out two kitchen knives he found from the house.

Since you're going to die anyway, why not knock out one of the other person's teeth before you die?

Of course, the biggest reason is that no one will really die in the copy world, and the worst that can happen is just some pain.

He stood there, waiting for the opportunity.

Looking at the pig-headed butcher who was getting closer and closer, his eyes were full of ferocity and he looked like he was ready to fight for his life.

Ninety meters, eighty meters, seventy meters
Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters.
Six meters, five meters, four meters.
Suddenly, the Pig-Headed Butcher stopped.

This made He Sheng, who was holding two kitchen knives, confused. The next moment he immediately understood why the big boss stopped and no longer moved forward.

Because the other party raised the exaggerated machete.

"No, the length of the sword plus its arm span seems to be able to..."

Before all the thoughts flashed through his mind, the butcher chopped down with his knife.

"Pfft!"

His eyes went dark, and he had only one thought before he died.

I am torn apart!
(End of this chapter)