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Chapter 126: Like the Threshold of Divine Retribution

"What a coincidence. Do you believe me when I say I will help you clear the snow at the door?"

"you guess?"

............

"Level seven."

Mo Lan opened his eyes and woke up from meditation, with a smile on his face.

The effect of the meditation method is very obvious. Mo Lan has never gained any experience, and he has reached level seven just by relying on meditation.

Moreover, the effect of meditation will become better and better as the mental power becomes stronger. It can be foreseen that in the near future, Mo Lan's leveling speed will even exceed that of those players who are crazy about monster farming and leveling.

At level seven, add one free attribute point and one intelligence attribute point.

"I now have two free attribute points, and my intelligence attribute points have reached seventeen points.

Hiss, is this a bit strong? At this rate, if I start practicing from level zero, then by the time I reach level 20, won’t my intelligence attribute points be up to 30?

Above thirty o'clock, this is too far, and other changes may occur.

Based on this progress, I will have 20 points of intelligence when I reach level 10.

So how much intelligence do I need to break through and become a fourth-ring mage?"

Mo Lan suddenly felt that these systems were a bit confusing.

“Why do I feel that the addition of experience points has messed up the entire system?

So the experience value is indeed extra? Cultivation is the right way?

Or is it that the world itself is not that orderly, that there is order within chaos, and chaos hidden within order?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to worry about so much, just practice and be done with it.

I'll know how much I need when I advance."

Mo Lan shook his head. He didn't know why, but he always felt weird practicing recently.

Obviously he is not in a weak state, but he always feels like he is in a weak state when he is practicing, and the wonderful substances he grabs from the magic power always disappear mysteriously.

It was as if something was constantly devouring these things, and while devouring them, Mo Lan also felt gradually enriched.

"Whatever, keep meditating."

Mo Lan closed his eyes and meditated, and time passed like this little by little. After hearing the news, countless people came to Red Maple City, and then entered the mountains one after another, looking for traces of the little devil.

Unfortunately, no news came out, only some ordinary monsters were killed and some ordinary players were killed.

During this period of time, the area outside the mountain range near Red Maple City was basically scanned, but there was no trace of the little devil at all, as if it had disappeared from the mountain range.

But this is completely normal. A little devil is like looking for a needle in a haystack in the endless mountains. No matter how many times it comes, it will not help. It is purely luck.

A full month has passed. Slowly, all the 100 students in the training base have been converted into mages. Compared with the previous batch of crash courses, this batch has much more training time, number of subjects, and more details.

Better and more.

By the time they left the profession, this group of mages had basically mastered five spells in total: Gust Wind, Fireball, Fire Ring Resistance, Stoneskin, and Cat's Elegance, and they already had a certain tacit understanding with each other.

And during this month, even when it was busy outside, Mo Lan was not idle at all.

In addition to daily meditation, Mo Lan also sorted out everything related to the entire mage profession. The scattered experiments and scattered knowledge in the notebook were also summarized to form a linear journey from shallow to deep.

road.

But it's not perfect, it can even be said to be very crude, with a piece missing here and a piece missing there, and the upper limit is only a pitiful three rings.

However, a skeleton has been formed, a rough prototype. As long as Mo Lan continues to fill in the content, it will eventually form a legacy of the dual profession of arcanist/mage.

Created by Mo Lan, it belongs to Mo Lan’s mage/arcanist heritage!

In addition, Mo Lan also experienced a very special period.

For more than half a month, Mo Lan's mental power through meditation had not improved at all. If Mo Lan hadn't been able to feel the magical substances integrated into his mental power, Mo Lan almost thought that the meditation method was useless.

It is precisely because of this that Mo Lan has maintained high-intensity meditation. When this wonderful period ended, Mo Lan's mental power began to increase again.

At this time, Mo Lan inexplicably felt a sense of reality and down-to-earthness, which was very strange.

"Seventeen points of intelligence. God knows how long it will take me to reach the fourth level. It feels like it's still far away."

Mo Lan rubbed his eyebrows.

"I'm afraid this is the threshold for a mage to advance to the elite level, right?

I heard that to advance to the elite level, a warrior must pass the physical fitness test, and then integrate an elite-level extraordinary core with the same attributes as before, preferably with spells and matching spells.

Then it is integrated into the body, and it must not interfere with the previously formed spell model."

Mo Lan smiled.

"This group of warriors have been grinding monsters to level up, but now they are all stuck."

When he mentioned this, Mo Lan suddenly felt a little strange.

"It's not normal. They've been stuck for more than half a month. Don't they have a few talented people making breakthroughs?

It stands to reason that even if it is difficult to not interfere with the previous spell model, it shouldn't be this difficult, right?

It’s nothing more than a process of adjusting the spell model. Even if you can’t do it yourself, wouldn’t it be enough to find a mage to help?”

Mo Lan suddenly felt something was wrong, but there was something he couldn't put his finger on.

The threshold for elite level seems very close, but at this moment, it is like a divine punishment lying in front of everyone, stopping everyone without exception.

"What the hell is going on?"

"@Zou Peng, @丁jin, @张浩博, how many levels are you at? Have you advanced?"

Zou Peng: "I got the secret cultivation method from my mentor, and my level will start to increase rapidly, hehe."

Zhang Haobo: "Me too."

Ding Jin: "I got the secret cultivation method from Zou Peng and Zhang Haobo, and I am also practicing it. I am improving very quickly, which is great!"

"彳庍口巴, is there anyone else who has been promoted to the elite level?"

Zou Peng: "I haven't heard of it yet. It seems to be stuck."

Ding Jin: "That's right. I haven't reached the elite level yet. Is this game not open to the elite level or above?"

Zhang Haobo: "Wouldn't it be an advantage for us not to open it up? They upgraded much faster than us in the early stage, so they are waiting for us now."

The group suddenly became quieter, and a possibility came to Mo Lan's mind.

Zou Peng: "Do you think it's possible that those who use attribute points to upgrade won't be able to advance to the elite level at all?"

Zhang Haobo: "This is unlikely, right? If you can't advance to the elite level, why do you need free attribute points? Why can you add more points?

Is it for deception?"

Zou Peng: “Maybe I’m overthinking it, and I’ve been tricked several times recently.

I always feel that these NPCs are much more real and smarter than before, and the level of virtuality in the game seems to be much higher."

"Maybe. It depends on whether we can advance. It will be clear by then."


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