8 Reality Hurts
Rattle* Rattle*
"Ohh, I see, so it was you"
Swoosh*
Dink*
When Har thought that the girl had used a skill with unknown effects, a skeleton in golden armor and glowing bow slowly approached, directly shot an arrow that was returned by Har's shield.
'A bow wouldn't hurt me at all, just that the chances of me dropping the bow when I hit it are too low'
Har figured she would need to have a looting sword in order to get this bow, or one of those uncraftable luck potions.
"Wait, if this isn't a game anymore maybe I can..."
As time passed on the first floor, Har gradually noticed that her actions seemed not to be limited to what was programmed in the game.
Whether it's sitting down, eating steak bite by bite, hitting a tree with both arms, swinging the sword the way you want, it's just like a real person in a game, you can do whatever you want but the NPCs follow a line of action and determined reaction.
'The game features are still there and you can use them, but you can also do things on your own'
In this world you can use the functions with your thinking, such as to place objects, or you can also do things with your bare hands, such as throw a block to place it.
When Har thought of that, a crazy idea rose in her heart.
'And if I don't have to kill him to get him to drop it, if it's in the real world, why not just snatch it out of his hand?'
Dink*
Another arrow hit her shield, she could directly use the ricocheted arrows to kill the skeleton with her own attacks, but she decided to test her idea.
She opened her inventory and moved her shield from the free space on her character's right to one of her 9 main spaces.
dadadada*
She ran towards the skeleton from one side to the other to avoid the arrows, when they were less than a meter away she pounced on him.
The skeleton backed away to maintain its distance advantage, but Har was faster, gripping the bow tightly and trying to wrest it away.
Surprisingly, his strength from him was less than that exerted by the other party, even though he was just a skeleton.
The bow didn't budge in the slightest, the skeleton wasted no time in shooting an arrow at Har.
He immediately chose the shield with his left hand, yet the shield replaced his sword in his right hand and returned the arrow to the skeleton.
'I must rethink my knowledge about the force'
Seeing that the skeleton didn't waver one bit, Har thought he had been wrong before.
The skeleton kept trying to get away from Har even with the advantage in strength, that shows its limitation by the program.
"Give me that bow, you bloody bag of bones!"
Har didn't stop his intentions, if he succeeded with this he could snatch the bows from all the skeletons in the future.
And not just bows, but also armor, crossbows, tridents, he wouldn't have to worry about losing drops from mobs.
"Let's see if this is your size"
Har switched the shield in his right hand to his left hand without using the floor functions, just like it would be done in the real world. He then took his sword in his right hand and sliced through the skeleton's outstretched arm.
To Har's shock and Mojang's dismay in his previous life, the bones of the skeleton broke where Har struck and the arm holding the bow fell to the ground.
Har looked at this scene with wide eyes, she didn't think that his crazy idea really succeeded.
After a second of surprise Har came to his senses, moved his sword to inventory and quickly bent down to pick up the wooden bow on the ground as if it were a treasure.
The moment Har touched the bow something changed in the skeleton, his eye sockets lit up with red light and a black flame ignited in them.
Har had just taken the bow, when he was ready to get up and check the bow he felt something strange, it was as if a horrible aura wrapped around him.
Blerhg*
"What the-"
Har wanted to vomit in disgust when the putrefied aura mixed in the air, but at that moment the skeleton kicked him violently, sending him flying about 3 meters.
ug*
The bow and shield he was holding skidded across the ground directly, as Har tried to stand up he fell to his knees again, the armor seemed to be ineffective and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
While his head was still spinning, a voice was heard in the minds of all the Runners on the first floor.
Whether in cracks, in villages, in the sea, underground, or in shelters, everyone clearly heard the voice of the tower.
[It is detected that the Runner >Steve< has activated the function >Reality Hurts<, the difficulty of the floor increases]
[All damage taken is increased by 3]
[All Runners receive the effect >Bad Omen< ×30]
[The spawn rate of hostile creatures will be increased to 1/2m (100% spawn of one in every two meters), only this build will start tonight]
[The entity >Illusionist< will be generated naturally]
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[Congratulations on killing the entity >Enderman< you have received +90 TP]
Time before, on the other hand, 3 thousand kilometers from Har on the first floor, a group of 10 people surrounded a block of grass.
The 10 people all had American traits, they were all one step behind a person.
He is a figure in gold armor that glows with violet-blue light, holding his iron sword and looking at the block of grass floating a few inches above the ground with vacant eyes.
"Hey, you told me we'd be the first, right? Why hasn't anything changed?"
"I- I'm sorry sir, it's the information the guild gave us"
A young man dressed in a luxurious servant outfit responded trembling from behind, the other 8 people were dressed the same, a black and white outfit with 3 red claws at the place of his heart.
Their suits were full of dust and they seemed to have been through a tough battle, yet they stood firmly without daring to move an inch.
"It's my family's guild, are you saying that in my family we are liars?"
The young man in golden armor turned around, a long golden hair that trailed down his back swayed with his movement, he looked at that person who answered him with his green eyes full of fury.
He walked slowly towards the young man, but those simple steps were heard like thunder in the ears of the young servant, he felt as if with each step his boss took, his death was getting closer.
"Ahh, no, no-no-no, I wouldn't dare to say such a thing sir, I meant that the person in charge of the information made a mistake"
The young servant tried to pass the responsibility to another person, it wasn't his fault that he gave wrong information, it's just that his boss doesn't seem to think the same and kept walking towards him.
The other 8 servants closed their eyes once the young man in armor could no longer see them, they seemed to know something that would happen next.
"Don't do it, please, I swear to God I didn't mean to offend his family"
The young servant couldn't take the pressure and began to slowly back away, bursting into tears.
Before he could move back any further, the golden armored figure suddenly leaned forward and ran at incredible speed, stopping in front of the young man and placing his hand on his head.
"Overhaul"
After the cold words of the armored youth, the servant's eyes widened, the veins all over his body began to swell madly as if a balloon was being inflated, the next moment…
Splash out*
The young servant directly burst into a mess of blood on the ground, only his luxurious suit that was now unusable remained.
"Let's just go in there and get this over with"
The young man in bloodstained golden armor looked back, they seemed to be on top of a mountain and below was a vast forest of robust trees.
There, among all those trees, a giant structure that made them look like fleas stands in the middle, standing out like a light in the dark.
That structure looked like a large mansion made of wood and stone, with very simple and old architecture compared to the real world.
"That?"
At that moment, the face of the armored youth was distorted and he seemed to have received bad news, in his mind a voice had suddenly sounded, even the heavy faces of the servants showed surprise.
[It is detected that the Runner >Steve< has activated the function >Reality Hurts<, the difficulty of the floor increases]
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