"When you set foot here, you will be enemies of the gods."
A sandalwood table.
one person.
A writing brush.
A stack of parchment documents.
A late-stage opening line.
Tang Shidao wanted to retort: Did you go out and take medicine this morning? I'm just looking for a job, mopping the floor or washing dishes. Are you asking me to be an enemy of the gods? Saving the world is for other people's children.
The thing is, I'm just a common man sitting in front of the TV and watching other people's children save the world, okay? You actually call me an enemy of the gods. Believe it or not, I'll send you a free apartment in a mental hospital with a single call to the police?
Tang Shidao wanted to turn over the table, but he resisted.
Because the speaker is: Scarecrow!
Faced with a talking scarecrow, Tang Shidao's ability to stand firm without trembling was already extraordinary.
This is not a TV prank.
Tang Shidao entered the door and was already standing in a library when he wiped his eyes. This library is very strange. It has countless bookshelves. These bookshelves are all cylindrical, and each cylindrical bookshelf is about ten meters long.
The diameter of left and right. The most bizarre thing is that each of them has no top. They all look like a tower of Babel that reaches into the night sky, and the top cannot be seen at all.
There is no end to the library. Looking around, there is an endless skyline in all directions.
If this was a prank, even setting up a sea as a scene wouldn't work.
"Residence: Japanese Emperor Lineage, Earth Emperor Star, Zulong Kingdom, Nanzhou, Tea City. My name: Tang Shidao. Gender: Male. Is the above information correct? Does it need to be modified?" The scarecrow ignored Tang Shidao's reaction.
Only report a simple piece of information.
"Well, that's right." Tang Shidao replied subconsciously, trying hard to think about what was happening now.
"Welcome to join the Mage Network." The Scarecrow showed a scary smile and changed his style: "Do I need to give you a period of time to scream loudly or run away like crazy? I can understand that, your movies all act like this."
"Oh... no, I'm not an actor." Tang Shidao was a little unable to take the words, and asked quickly: "Then why are you the enemy of the gods..."
"It's just an advertisement."
"ha?"
"It's like you say God bless you. If there is a God, do you believe it will bless the person who said this?"
"probably not."
"Well, I have no opinion. Please understand it according to your thinking. Whatever you think is appropriate. For example, if you suspect that you are dreaming now, this is also a possibility. My duty is to receive you, record you, and guide you through it.
The first round of testing, then just ignore it." The scarecrow looks like your teacher will ignore you after assigning homework.
"What is the test?" Tang Shidao felt that he had read too many novels and had been tricked by the novels.
"Test whether you are qualified to become a mage."
"Why did you choose me? Do I have the qualifications..."
"Random."
"..."
"The Mage Network randomly selects a certain world, a certain planet, and a certain creature of a certain race every day as a candidate seed. Just like you won the lottery, now, you have won. That being said, due to my responsibilities, I have to
Let me tell you: this does not mean that you have good luck and your life will be brilliant from now on. 99.999% of the newcomers I have met died, just in the first entry test. You will die if you fail, and you will die in one second.
He will become an unlucky guy who went to a small hotel when he was looking for a job and was unfortunately hit to death by a headlight that fell from the ceiling."
"What if I pass?" Tang Shidao became uneasy after hearing this. He actually entered a small hotel and stood under a squeaky headlight.
"I've told you, don't you know how to hide? If you die like this, you deserve it."
"..."
The Scarecrow recorded the information while talking, and after writing it, handed it to Tang Shidao. Tang Shidao naively thought he could take a look at the contract, but who knew that when his finger hurt, a drop of blood automatically floated out, forming a bloody fingerprint on the parchment document, and then everything
The procedure ended unreasonably like this.
Tang Shidao was a little dumbfounded.
Didn't speak.
I was wondering if there is any professional association that I can complain to.
The Scarecrow put away the parchment document, and the four elemental runes of 'fire, water, earth, and wind' floated on the palm of his right hand: "There are three steps to become a mage. The first step is to choose a belief. Because you don't have fragments of other gods now, you only have fire, water, earth, and wind.
Four original choices. Please start, don't waste my time, although I am very free."
Tang Shidao was almost speechless: "Do you have to choose? I don't believe in God."
"I don't believe it either."
"..."
"Okay, Vulcan." You don't even believe it and you still let me choose. Tang Shidao thinks there is something wrong with the scarecrow's head, and I'm afraid it's all grass growing inside.
Just finished speaking.
A spark of fire floated to the palm of Tang Shidao's left hand and left a fire mark. At the same time, a message appeared in Tang Shidao's mind: Obtain the primary fire god belief, and the upper limit of mana is temporarily increased by 1 point. Acquire flame proficiency, and the fire spell is enhanced.
100% effect. Obtain the basic fire spell 'Fireball', which requires 1 mana to cast.
After receiving this message, Tang Shidao was stunned.
The script is wrong.
The promised city turned into a fantasy in one second, and into an online game in the next. Did you take the wrong medicine?
"I didn't expect that I would become a Vulcan believer..."
"Not satisfied? You can exchange it." The scarecrow interrupted Tang Shidao's sigh of life, using the tone of a hawker who was dissatisfied with our guaranteed replacement.
"Can faith be exchanged?"
"Of course. Faith is just a choice. Just like whether you want to wear a suit or a swimsuit to go out, you can wear whatever you like. You can ask me to change it now. In the future, if you find the water god fragments, beast god fragments and war god fragments, you can also do it yourself.
Change." The scarecrow represents 'god belief'. This thing is chosen for fun.
"Can you believe both?"
"No. Can you put a firecracker and a lit match in your mouth?"
Tang Shidao was speechless.
This metaphor is really top notch.
Now he understands what the Vulcan religion is, it is an online game profession, and it is the kind of profession that can be changed at any time.
"The three steps to become a mage. In the second step, please randomly select a talent spell." The Scarecrow ignored whether Tang Shidao accepted it or not and continued to do his own work.
moment.
Countless spell patterns floated in the air, denser than the smog in the imperial capital.
"Must it be smoked?" Tang Shidao asked subconsciously.
"Mages have always had 'faith in their left hand and talent in their right hand'. They are indispensable. As for my responsibilities, I have to tell you: these are the legacies of the mages. All the mages in the Mage Network will leave behind one of their spells after their death. Maybe.
It is his innate spell. It may be the strongest spell he has learned, or it may be the weakest spell he deliberately left behind. In short, there will definitely be one left after the mage dies. After you finish the selection, you will enter the first introduction.
Trial, if you die in this entry trial, the talent spells you draw will automatically become your legacy." Scarecrow said.
Tang Shidao didn't ask any more questions and started to draw randomly.
Finished.
Just about to speak.
Scarecrow took the lead: "Young man, please don't reveal your gifted spell to anyone. Even if the other person is your parents, children, wife, or even your puppet or devil clone, don't reveal it to anyone. Tell others.
What your natural spell is is equivalent to telling everyone what your 'weakness' is."
Tang Shidao looked at his right hand and found that the casting requirement for this gifted spell was...0 mana.
At this time, the Scarecrow spoke again: "Generally, all spells have casting restrictions. For example, the most common fireball spell requires 1 point of mana to cast. Talent spells do not. Talent spells are special gifts from the Mage Network, and they will follow your instructions.
The hands and feet are with you. If you draw the 'Explosive Fireball' that requires 10 mana as a talent spell, you can cast it with 0 mana."
Tang Shidao subconsciously asked: "Why?"
The Scarecrow answered: "There is no reason. Innate spells are the talents of mages, just like fish can swim and birds can fly. Tell me, why can birds fly?"
Tang Shidao stopped asking and understood why the innate spells could not be told to anyone.
Talented spells are the mage's biggest trump card.
"There are three steps to becoming a mage. The third step is to kill a group of the weakest magic monsters and survive." After the scarecrow finished speaking, he waved his hand, and hundreds of light doors appeared in the library, each with a special mark.
There are icons of small light balls, skeleton warriors, clay dolls, small water monsters, fire beetles, small wind elements, etc.
During this battle, Tang Shidao really felt like he had slipped into an online game, a life-or-death online game.
"Can I ask what exactly the Mage Network is? How many mages are there on the Earth Emperor Planet?" Tang Shidao walked to a nearby light door marked by a skeleton warrior, turned around and asked, feeling a little uneasy when he asked.
Hear this.
The Scarecrow stopped writing and said: "About the Mage Network, let me put it in easy-to-understand terms: there are people who study arcane magic in all planes and spaces, and they jointly build something called the Mage Network. It is the same as your Internet.
, unlike it, it stores power, all power related to magic. Your Internet 'signal' network, the Mage Network is a network of 'power'. You can download knowledge on the Internet, and you can download power on the Mage Network. As for the Earth Emperor
How many companions does the star have? You should listen to me if you have no problem with your brain... one person is randomly assigned to each plane. Remember? Not to mention the Earth Emperor Star, you are the only one in the universe that your little brain can understand. Of course, when you die,
Mage Network will randomly select the second one."
Tang Shidao was very surprised: "It's just me? Then what is my mission?"
The Scarecrow also wondered: "What is your mission on the Internet?"
"It's okay, just wandering around."
"Well, the same goes for the Mage Network. It's okay, just wandering around."
"..."
Tang Shidao was silent, figured it out, and calmed down... To hell with thinking, my IQ is not online now.
Nod gently.
Say thank you.
"It doesn't matter if I'm the only one. Anyway, I don't want to be a free volunteer for the hero team." After saying that, Tang Shidao turned around and walked into the light door.
Step into it.
Inside the light gate, 100 skeleton warriors holding big wooden sticks all turned their heads and immediately came over again with a loud click.
Tang Shidao still reacts a little to playing too many online games.
A fireball exploded.
A skeleton warrior exploded in response and fell to the ground scattered. After one move, there were only 99 left, which seemed not too difficult. However, Tang Shidao found another problem: there was no mana! His upper limit of mana was 1, and he spent 1 point.
It’s over. It takes an hour to restore 1 point of mana. I want to deal with 99 skeleton warriors, hehehehe...
"Now I know why those seniors died...their fate was not good." Tang Shidao laughed at himself, looking at the innate spell on his right hand.
It is clearly: reincarnation!
As a new member of the Mage Network, I should have been laughing for three days and three nights after acquiring this kind of gifted spell.
However, the last level of the Mage Network is to kill monsters... Can Nimei's reincarnation kill monsters? This is a resurrection spell! Damn it, it doesn't even count as a holy light spell, and it can't even scratch the skin of a skeleton warrior.
.
This is a dream, okay?
I'm obviously just an ordinary high school senior who wants to find a job as a "washing dishes" to earn some tuition. Why did I end up "swiping monsters"?
Is there a director? Is it okay if I go to the wrong set?