004 Horror Juicer
A pigsty with a family of three pigs and two chickens.
Those few people who looted property were too distracted.
These things are worth about two silver dollars.
Little boys, I'm going to hide you before the gang comes.
Colin wiped his saliva away and opened the fence of the pigsty.
At this moment, the head of the family, Boar Willy, suddenly raised his head with a complicated expression, as if he also knew about Nick's death and wanted to escape.
It dropped its family and rushed at it with a grunt.
What can Colin do, he can only use his physical body to block.
Syllable!
The pig's head hit his thigh, Willy shook his head a little dazed and stepped back, and Colin clutched his leg for a while.
But after all, he is a big guy with a 10th physique, so he was not knocked over by Willy.
He was so angry that he picked up the rattan whip on the ground and whipped it towards Willy's fat body.
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[The Guardian of Happiness detected that you used a basic level physical technique and performed a damaging attack.] γ
[Depending on the strength of the target Willy and the skills you use, a commission of 0.2 gold will be charged for this attack.] γ
[Gold: 488β487.8]
Wait a minute!
It's Willie's hand first!
Happiness Guardian Dad, listen to me!
It's late.
It's too late.
The charge has been completed.
That whip also became an eternal pain in Willy's heart.
There is no doubt that the consumption of 0.2 money made Colin feel no less painful than Willy.
He threw down the rattan whip in a panic and, like a gambler who had lost the house, leaned blankly against the fence and gasped for breath.
Beads of sweat the size of beans hit the ground.
Thousands of defenses, can't be prevented.
Colin looked at Willy, who was shivering, and Willie stared at Colin, who was remorseful.
Two people, a pain, at this moment, they have the same mind.
"So far, Willy, we're still friends......" Colin carefully kicked away the vine whip, bent over and raised his hands, "You just want to protect your family, don't you, Willy? I want to protect my happiness, we're all the same." β
Looking at Colin's sincere eyes, Willy seemed to understand something.
It paced in front of its own family, slowly lying down, no longer making trouble.
"Phew......" Colin raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and a lot of sweat fell to the ground.
He realized that just now, he had encountered a crisis that was enough to go bankrupt.
With his bare hands and unprepared, if he gets into a grappling with Willie, rolls on the ground and wrestles, the consequences will be unimaginable.
God knows how many punches it takes to take out a pig.
No, in order to solve Willy, he will go bankrupt.
This is equivalent to being annihilated by the pigs of the novice village before going out.
Before he knew it, he cast a look of awe at Willy.
Willie is not prey.
Willie is a butcher, a novice village butcher.
It is now certain that enemies are not limited to humans, but that any sentient creature can be an enemy.
The Guardian of Happiness is even dirtier than you think.
Just as Colin was in doubt, a white-winged chicken rushed over.
Again?
"Don't push me, beasts!" Colin screamed as he flipped out of the pigsty.
The chicken paid no attention to him, as if he had just found something on the ground and was in a hurry to peck at it.
Colin let out a long sigh of relief, but he didn't let his guard down.
He quietly observed the animals, and before he knew it, he was already trembling.
Here, it's dangerous.
On all sides, there are irrational fierce enemies who may go berserk at any time.
instinct, urging him to avoid it quickly.
But reason, but there are still superfluous ideas.
Of course, danger must be avoided, but for me now, it is simply full of dangers.
If Willy is the butcher of the novice village, then the wild dog outside is the world boss, the grizzly bear is the big devil, and the bees and flies are the dark matter ghosts.
Damn it.
Think of the world too simply, under the trap of the Guardian of Happiness, every step is an adventure of nightmare difficulty.
Even leaving Isle alive has become a luxury.
Even if you stay where you are, you can't stay safe.
The gang gangsters will soon be here, and it will be a dangerous and extraordinary disaster.
Until then, Colin must find a way to deal with the conflict.
He must understand the danger in order to deal with it.
After readjusting his breathing, Colin stepped into the pigsty again.
This time, his opponent was the hen, Mrs. Wright.
In fact, the chicken has no name, and giving it a name is Colin's respect for his rival.
He leaned down and approached Mrs. Wright from behind.
He was silent, but he had to do his best.
Although the Guardian of Happiness is full of pitfalls, it is not invulnerable.
It makes it clear that commissions will only be charged in the event of a "harmful" "attack" on the "enemy".
Enemies, damage, and attack are all three elements that exist at the same time, which is the sufficient and necessary condition for triggering the commission.
So first, try a non-hurtful attack.
Colin moved like a rabbit and jumped out.
As a strong man with a constitution of 10 and can do one-arm push-ups, he pounced and pressed Mrs. Wright firmly under him.
"Coo-coo!" Mrs. Wright struggled, but to no avail.
After all, her opponent is Colin, who is 100% absolutely serious.
Colin pressed Mrs. Wright while keeping an eye on the system interface.
Nothing pops up.
That is, this level of attack is not considered harmful.
In order to test, he had to put a force on his hand and brutally choke Mrs. Wright's neck.
When he used the equivalent of peeling an orange peel, the system triggered.
[Commission charged: 0.1]
Colin quickly relaxed his strength and did not receive any more prompts.
A minute later, he suddenly grabbed Mrs. Wright's wings with all his might, this time with a much greater force, as hard as he would tear a chicken wing apart.
"Coo!!," said Mrs. Wright, groaning in pain.
[Commission charged: 0.1]
Seeing this information, Colin stopped for a moment and let poor Mrs. Wright go.
He has basically figured out the three elements that trigger the commission.
The range of [Enemies] includes animals, excluding low-intelligence mobs such as bacteria and bugs.
The definition of "damage" is about making the enemy feel pain.
[Attack] is an action that satisfies the above two points, and a fixed commission will be charged regardless of the effect.
The commission is positively correlated with the enemy's strength, with damage to Wright costing 0.1 and Willy 0.2.
As for the consequences of the attack, the Happiness Guardian doesn't care, whether it's strangling Mrs. Wright or kicking her, the commission is 0.1.
It is conceivable that the cost of harming normal human beings will be much higher.
As for the strong, I can't imagine it.
Therefore, once you get caught in a fight in the future, you punch me and kick me blindly for a few beatings, which is equivalent to bankruptcy.
Based on such rules, Colin has only two options when facing an armed conflict -
Either kill with one hit or run away.
This is the only way to survive in this cruel world.
Of course, if possible, he will do everything in his power to avoid a conflict of force.
Thinking of this, the general strategy has been decided, but Colin's thinking does not end there.
As an actuary, he habitually doubts himself, checks and envisions extreme cases.
Soon, he imagined a terrifying scenario.
If you and Ariel are in love and can't help rolling the sheets, then what happens in bed, even something that is slightly bloody and painful, can constitute a hurtful attack?
And as we all know, this kind of attack is continuous, repetitive, and addictive.
Such an attack can even be launched three or five hundred times in a night, and the real strong can even reach thousands.
Colin shuddered.
Woman, terrifying.
Ariel, she's not human.
She is the black hole of money and the juicer of happiness.
Damn, why isn't this the world of European trucks.