Transmigrating Into a Xianxia, Thankfully I Have a Dungeon System
Update: Hiatus for a while My name is Joe. I've been playing games about dungeon-building all my life with the hope of being able to manage or create one myself. Of course, I know there were no dungeons IRL, but who knows? A good friend of mine who knows of my obsession with dungeons gave me a birthday gift yesterday. It was a game in a different genre than what I played usually. But since it was a gift he gave me, I played it. Though there weren't really any "dungeons" in it, the oldies Eastern aesthetic took me in. I played it as soon as I got it from him, no questions asked. What did it give me?! Unwanted transmigration into this world of extra bullshit!!
healing
For all intents and purposes, I did nothing. I just stood there as the young master launched his fist towards me. It connected, but not in the way he thought it was supposed to go down. That's why he looked perplexed at my health condition. As the shock wore off as if on cue, the hand he used to punch me went limp and pain assaulted him.
He started screaming. He clutched his hand as he writhed on the ground. However, the pain was apparently too great for him to bear and as the agony peaked, he fainted.