"Done!"

The boy screamed and slapped the mouse heavily.

On the computer screen, Oduin's body was slowly turning into a belt of light all over the sky, pouring into the protagonist's body.

"This game is really boring. The forum actually said that I passed the game in three days."

The boy curled his lips and looked at the final boss's body with disdain, his eyes full of contempt: for this boring game and a boring friend.

Three days ago, a friend recommended a game to him that was said to be able to play for the past year. Based on his trust in his friends, the boy downloaded the game.

However, what left the boy speechless was that even though he opened the highest difficulty, he "passed" the entire game in just three days, and the character level was even more than 20 levels.

"Can this be called God's work? Trash!"

The boy glanced at the screen again and spat tirelessly.

Just as the boy lowered his head, a silver card attracted his attention.

The surface of the card seems to be frosted, and the silver surface looks very textured. An emblem that looks like a gem texture is embedded on the card. The dark purple gem makes people unable to move their eyes at a glance.

The boy recognized the emblem. He had seen it many times in the game that just "end" and it seemed...

"Summoning Skill Sign?"

The boy was a little uncertain. After all, he only took three days to "pass" the game, so he would definitely not remember these details.

The boy wanted to go back to the game to make sure, or go to the forum to check it out, but...

"What, what the hell!"

Looking at the portal that suddenly appeared in front of me, the boy who always thought he was not afraid of heaven and earth felt fear for the first time.

He knew very well that this was a portal. He had seen it many times in the game. Although the color of this one seemed to be a little different, he still recognized it at a glance.

Before the boy could think about it, a strong attraction burst out from the portal. The boy felt a dizzy turn, and his body hit the ground hard. It took him a long time to recover.

Very cold.

The boy shivered and tried his best to raise his head, but only saw a large piece of ice wall. The boy was stunned: "What is this place?"

“This is Nain.”

A voice came from behind the boy with a bit of teasing.

The boy turned over and was stunned as soon as he glanced at the guy who was talking.

Elf? Sharp ears and handsome appearance. The boy immediately thought of this word, but...

"Neen? Where is Nain?"

"Where is Nain? Nain is Nain Star."

The elf explained casually, and his eyes swept around the boy, as if he was picking on a pig to be slaughtered.

The boy shivered again, but this time it was because of the chill that surged from his heart: Nain Xing? He is no longer on Earth? Moreover, the elf on the opposite side wanted to kill or enslave him, right?

Looking at the boy who looked at him with fear, Sawyer also became depressed. Didn’t he agree that the newcomer had a certain understanding of the world? Why didn’t he even know what Nain was?

In addition, what the hell is this vest with a large shorts and only one slipper left?

Moreover, this guy is too weak, right? He is simply discrediting time travelers!

Name: Not entered

Gender: Male

Race: Not selected

Age: 11

Talent bonus: Not selected

Talent Skill: Not selected

Talent attribute: Not selected

property;

Level 1

Life 1o

Mana 1o

Physical strength 1o

Looking at a series of unselected attributes and only 10 points, Sawy's evaluation only has one word: Slag!

This is one of the benefits of increasing the system's permissions. You can view all players with lower permissions than him. Of course, in addition to Sawyer, there are only two players, Aye and the young man in front of him.

However, seeing the boy trembling with his arms held, Sawyer activated the badge on his chest, added a [Cold Cloak] to the boy, and then followed the system prompts to start the process.

"May I have your name?"

Name? He isn't going to curse me, right?

The boy shivered again. The elf just pointed at him and was no longer cold. He must be a mage. Now he asked his name, maybe he wanted to sign a contract with him!

I can't say it! The boy suddenly had a lot of conspiracy theories in his mind. Isn't the protagonists of those novels doing this?

"Your name!"

Seeing that the boy did not respond, Sawyer asked again impatiently, and he was going to rush back to find Filina!

"I..." The boy rolled his eyes, "My name is Gu Yue Changge!"

Sawyer suddenly asked: "Net name?"

"Yeah...No, who are you!"

The boy regretted it as soon as he opened his mouth. Why did he be so careless?

However, this elf actually knows the name of the web? Is there a network in this world? Or is it that his memory is read?

Conspiracy theories began to appear in the boy's mind again.

boom!

A fireball exploded beside the boy, scaring him so much that he rolled on the spot and hid in the corner.

Sawyer clapped his hands and looked at the boy with an unhappy look: It's so naughty, it's the most annoying!

However, this is not the earth, and there will be no bear parents running out to protect their shortcomings. So, what should I do if I meet a naughty child? Just have a fight!

A flame appeared in his hand again, and Sawyer showed a kind smile; "Then, tell me your name, whether it is true or false, it's better to be a little Western."

Looking at the flames in Saoya's hand, the kind smile on Saoya's face also turned into a devil's smile in the boy's eyes. He hurriedly replied: "My name is Deng... no! My name is Al!"

"Al?"

Sawy's lips curled up, as if he had remembered a long-standing memory. His fingers lit up a few times in the air, and a prompt sounded in the small cave:

"After the player's naming is completed, please choose race and talent."

"Player?"

The boy, now he should be called Al, Al was slightly stunned, and carefully looked at Sawy's robe. The clues that had been hovering in his heart finally connected: "Is this Skyrim? What kind of academy are you a mage?"

"Don't talk nonsense, choose race."

Sawyer glanced at him and raised the flames in his hand again. Al shrank his head and did not dare to disobey it. But he secretly swears in his heart that after he killed Oduin and became the Baron of Nine, he must make this guy look good!

Just as Al lowered his head and began to choose race and talent, Sawyer showed a disdainful smile. As a qualified ranger, how could he not see the resentment on Al's face? But what if he resented himself?

Now the two of them communicate in Chinese, but there is no Chinese language in this world at all. This guy can't even communicate at that time, so how can he improve his strength and take revenge on himself?

And if I take a step back, if I forcefully throw this little guy here and ignore him, at most, there will be an extra corpse here tomorrow morning.

Of course, Sawyer could not murder a child because of a little resentment, but he was not a crazy villain and would let his enemies grow up. If Al had been obsessed with it, he wouldn't mind being a butcher once.

A few minutes later, Al completed the choice of race and talent, and had a little change in appearance, making him look more in line with his race.

"The player has entered the game."

With a prompt from the system, Sawyer also saw Al's new attributes.

Name: Al

Gender: Male

Race: Brightonian

Age: 11

Talent bonus: Summon 1o, illusion 5, change 5

Talent Skill: Dragon Skin Technique (Absorb 50% of spell damage within three minutes and convert it into mana)

Talent attribute: Magic resistance (increase spell resistance by 25%)

"Tsk tsk, Brighton? Or Brighton with pure spells?"

Sawyer curled his lips. If no one took it in the early stage, he would definitely die the fastest.
To be continued...