"Sun God, you assimilated that player, but it also means that the player assimilated you, but later the player's will couldn't hold on and was washed away and died, so you were the one who stayed.
But the reason players are players is because players are immortal.
How can gamers die because of playing games?”
The corner of Mo Lan's mouth curled up slightly, and he found the original report. He opened it and flipped to the last page. He looked at the account number written on it, opened the chat interface, entered the account number, chose to add a friend, and sent the message directly.
"Hello, I'm Mo Lan. I want to meet the "Sun God" and discuss something with him. Can you please help me contact him?"
After sending the message, Mo Lan waited quietly. This was not the account of the original player. The account of the original player had been occupied by the God of Light and had been deleted.
This account belongs to the original player's companion, and he is also the second person who co-organized the forced investment and holding of Sun God. According to the information obtained by the Mage Association, he is a very good mage and the vice president of a guild.
Oh, he is the president now. The original president is dead and his account has been deleted.
In fact, in other words, their original president was the God of Light, well, the God of Light who stole their president's trumpet.
Mo Lan didn't wait long before he received the reply, and immediately opened the chat interface to check.
"He has deleted his account."
When Mo Lan saw this reply, a smile appeared on his lips.
"I know. I want to make an appointment with him in real life. You should have his contact information, right?"
Facing Mo Lan's question, the other person did not answer directly, but asked aloud.
"I would like to ask, do you have anything to do with him?"
"I want to buy some information from him, some information about the God of Light."
Mo Lan did not hide his purpose and said it directly.
"I come here with sincerity. As for the method of transaction, whether it is reality, in-game currency, or in-game resources, we can discuss it."
Mo Lan didn't get a reply for a while after sending the message, and it took him a long time before he spoke out.
"He agreed. This is his contact information. From now on, you can contact each other directly and I won't interfere too much.
Contact information: xxxxxxx”
"Okay, trouble."
Mo Lan immediately dialed the phone number, chatted briefly and then logged off with a smile.
After getting offline and going out for the first time in a long time, taking a car, a train, or a plane, Mo Lan saw a young man with a slightly fat figure and a kind face in another city around five o'clock that afternoon.
"Hello Mo Lan, I am Zhao He."
"Hello, I'm Mo Lan."
The two of them found a teahouse and entered a private room. After they all sat down, Mo Lan spoke straight to the point without leaving any traces of ink.
"I want the structure of the original space of the God of Light. I think you should have obtained this relevant information when you merged with the God of Light."
Zhao He nodded when he heard this.
"Yes, indeed, but I told you on the phone that this information and these structures are all stored in my brain.
But this knowledge is too mysterious. I can't even use words or words to describe it. Instead, I can describe the spell structure of this level of knowledge... I'm not afraid of you laughing. Although I have this information, I personally It's impossible to understand or analyze it. In this case, I can't describe it using the language of spell structure."
Zhao He showed a wry smile.
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"If it were simpler in the game, a basic spiritual link spell would solve all problems. Even if I can't understand it, I can directly transmit it to you through a spiritual connection.
But my account was deleted, and I still haven’t met the conditions and failed to pass the review standards for creating an account, so I have never been able to create an account again.”
Zhao He shook his head and looked at Mo Lan.
"But you said on the phone before that there was a way, and it is precisely because of this that I am willing to meet you.
I don’t know what method you are talking about?”
Facing Zhao He who was curious or expecting something, Mo Lan smiled.
"You don't have to ask me what to do, didn't you just say that?"
Zhao He was stunned when he heard this. He recalled what he had just said and suddenly said.
"Spiritual link?"
"right."
Zhao He heard this and looked at Mo Lan, only to see that Mo Lan did not open his lips or speak, but the voice just sounded directly in his brain.
This is... a spiritual link!
Spiritual link is basically the lowest level spell in the game, or it can't even be called a spell, it's just a trick.
This can basically be called the most widely spread spell. Any mage apprentice can basically master this spell, because as long as you master this spell, you can easily form a team with a group of warriors for paddling, because the mental link spell alone is enough for you.
A group of warriors who don't know each other reach a very high level of tacit understanding and their combat effectiveness is doubled.
Similarly, this spiritual spell has a low threshold and does not require the participation of elements. It is basically the first spell that all subsequent mages learn and release.
It is normal for such a spell to be released in the game. Mage apprentices can do it, but...but this is reality!
However, when Mo Lan saw that Zhao He's expression was as usual, he was not much surprised or incredulous. He had probably guessed it a long time ago.
"The title Mo God is correct, he is really powerful."
After Zhao He finished speaking, he recalled the information stored in his mind and transmitted it directly to Mo Lan.
The moment Mo Lan came into contact with that information, he felt that his perception had fallen into a pure white space. The huge amount of information in that moment made Mo Lan's brain feel slightly swollen and painful. It took a while before he recovered.
"This is all the information I have about the origin of the God of Light."
Zhao He said aloud, and Mo Lan was quite surprised after he calmed down.
"Just give it to me?"
"I think the famous Mo Lan won't miss me that much, right?"
Mo Lan smiled when he heard this and said in a good mood.
"It's inevitable. The information you gave me is of great value. Just ask for a higher price. I can do that."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lan fell into deep thought, and after a moment, he suddenly spoke again.
"But before you make an offer, I have one more thing to tell you.
I just felt it when I was spiritually linked, and I probably felt your mental strength and even the trauma that your soul suffered. This should be the reason why your application for registering an account again was not approved.
I just saw that the injury to the soul has healed, but the original mental strength is still a little bit worse, and it still needs a lot of time to cultivate.
In this way, the harvest this time exceeds my expectation. Before the official transaction, I will give you a gift first."
Mo Lan said softly, and the next moment, he lightly touched Zhao He's eyebrows with his fingers.
