Online game: Mistakenly became a female character, started by slaughtering millions of chickens.

brush--!

As Su Yu was thinking, another sharp, cold glint flashed past unconsciously.

The chickens that had just spawned and hadn't even opened their eyes were killed.

Unlike the previous rusty longswords, this one has a thinner and sharper blade.

The specially crafted katana, with +25 attack power and +5 speed, was a first-kill reward weapon that transformed into a death scythe in Su Yu's hands.

He no longer moved with a single, deliberate strike; instead, he moved like a ghost flitting among chickens.

With a flick of the wrist, the blade precisely sliced ​​through the throats of the domestic chickens, the movement as fluid as playing a death symphony.

If you ignore the splattered blood, it could even be described as a beautiful sword dance.

[Killing a Lv.0 domestic chicken increases maximum health by 5]

[Killing a Lv.0 domestic chicken increases maximum health by 5]

[Kill.....]

[Congratulations to player Su Yu for killing 100,000 chickens and obtaining the title: Chicken God of Shili Slope]

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[Description: The chicken shook its head at the sight.]

System notifications bombarded my ears, eventually merging into a monotonous, unbroken cacophony.

Su Yu's eyes were empty and numb.

one day.

For a full day and night, except for necessary offline meals and bathroom breaks, he practically lived on this chicken farm.

The chicken carcasses under my feet kept respawning and disappearing, disappearing and piling up again.

From initial excitement to later boredom, and now to instinct.

If we don't count the few wolves he killed to test his damage, the number of chickens that have died at his hands has already exceeded 100,000.

More than 500,000 HP.

This is a number that would make every tank on the entire server kneel down and call him "daddy."

Outside the chicken farm, the number of onlookers not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

"That's too brutal... Is this the power of a goddess?"

"I counted, she can swing three times a second! And every single one hits the neck! She's definitely trained!"

"Is this the legendary 'killing one's wife to prove one's enlightenment'... oh wait, is it killing a chicken to prove one's enlightenment?"

Among the crowd, several male players dressed in fancy clothes squeezed to the front.

One of the players, whose ID was "Ferrari God," was holding a bouquet of roses he had bought from a store and shouted at Su Yu:

"Goddess! Stop killing chickens! It's too much work!"

"Let's get to know each other! Add me on WeChat! I drive a Ferrari in real life. If you're willing to chat with me, I'll help you level up, and you can pick any equipment you want!"

Su Yu paused slightly in his hand as he swung the knife.

She slowly turned her head, and on her face, which the system had judged to be absolutely beautiful, a few drops of blood were now stained, making her look bewitching and cold.

Those emotionless eyes swept over the man who claimed to drive a Ferrari.

Her red lips parted slightly, devoid of any warmth:

"roll."

Concise and concise.

After saying that, he swung his long knife down again, taking away a fresh domestic chicken.

He can now kill four or five chickens with a single slash, his speed has greatly increased.

The smile on the face of the "Ferrari racing god" froze, and amidst the laughter of the surrounding players, he slunk away into the crowd.

"..."

In the real world, in Guanghai City.

After killing chickens all day, Su Yu felt dizzy the moment he took off his helmet.

The long hours of repetitive work left him in a state of extreme tension and exhaustion.

It was already late at night outside the window.

The dilapidated rental room was lit by a dim, yellow light.

"Click".

The security door was opened with a key.

Su Qianqian dragged her tired body in.

She was wearing a slightly cheap business suit, her heels were chafed raw by her high heels, and her face showed undisguised fatigue.

"Xiaoyu, are you still playing games?"

Seeing her younger brother sitting at the table, Su Qianqian forced a smile and said, "I heard from a colleague today that 'God Realm' is really popular, so I created an account to check it out, but... why can't I find your ID?"

Su Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He was just about to make up a reason, such as a system bug or the newbie village being blocked.

Just then—

boom! boom! boom!

The metal security door, which was already somewhat rusty and warped, was suddenly smashed hard from the outside.

The force was so great that dust fell from the door frame.

Su Qianqian's face turned deathly pale instantly, and she subconsciously shrank closer to Su Yu.

"Open the door! It's the Su family! I know you're inside!"

A rough, irritable male voice came through the door, accompanied by a muffled thud as the door was kicked:

"Stop playing dead! This week's interest is due!"

Su Yu's eyes instantly turned cold.

He stood up, shielded his trembling sister behind him, and went to open the door.

Outside the door stood four or five burly, thuggish-looking men with tattoos.

The leader, wearing a tight T-shirt and a large gold chain around his neck, with a face full of menacing features, was none other than Brother Biao, a notorious loan shark in the area.

My parents' business failed, and their cash flow dried up.

Of the 12 million debt, 11 million was bank loans and supplier debts, while the remainder was private loans taken out when all other options were exhausted.

Interest compounded, like a vampire, it's impossible to pay it off.

"Oh, Young Master Su, you've finally decided to open the door?"

With a cigarette dangling from his mouth, Brother Biao's beady eyes sized up Su Yu, then swept past him and landed on Su Qianqian behind him, his gaze turning lewd.

"Miss Su is here too? Just got off work? Dressed so formally, tsk tsk..."

"Brother Biao".

Su Yu blocked his view with a blank expression, her voice even colder than in the game: "Get to the point."

"Let's talk business? Sure!"

Brother Biao sneered and blew a puff of smoke into Su Yu's face:

"Last month's interest, including principal and interest, totaled 200,000. Today is the deadline, where's the money?"

"If you can't produce it..."

Several of Brother Biao's henchmen immediately surrounded him, some of them even carrying buckets of red paint.

"Or, we can give you a makeover tonight."

"How about..." Brother Biao grinned lewdly at Su Qianqian, "Let Miss Su come with us for a couple of drinks? If you keep us happy, we might be able to extend the interest rate for a few days."

"you......"

Su Qianqian was so angry that she trembled all over, and her eyes instantly turned red.

Su Yu stood there, his hands hanging at his sides slowly clenching.

His gaze was fixed on Brother Biao's repulsive face.

In the game, these people would be corpses by now.

In reality, however, they are a pack of vicious wolves who devour people without spitting out the bones.

but.....

Su Yu reached into his pocket and touched the cold phone.

Inside lay the more than one million yuan he had just withdrawn from the game, money he hadn't even had a chance to enjoy yet.

"Two hundred thousand, right?"

Su Yu frowned, raised his head, and his eyes, which had slaughtered 100,000 lives in the game, now revealed a chilling ruthlessness:

"So, you'll leave once you've paid?"