Chapter 3: YY is a seller's show, and reality is a buyer's show
It’s not without reason that the library on Mage.com is not popular. The worst they can do is start with a knife or a dog. As for you, you need to recharge at the beginning, and if you don’t recharge, you have to ask for bribes. No wonder not a single ghost is about to go bankrupt.
appearance.
Tang Shidao suppressed his anger.
He quickly signed an agreement with Scarecrow to borrow one point of raw mana to open the training ground, and return two points of raw mana after training. All equipment acquired during the process will belong to the creditor, all items picked up will belong to the creditor, and all treasures found will belong to the creditor. Training
If you still have less than two points of mana, you will have to repay four original mana points with compound interest next time. If you still can't make it up, you will have to repay eight mana points with compound interest next time, etc. It's an unequal treaty.
While signing, Tang Shidao wondered whether it would be better for the scarecrow to be sliced raw or stir-fried with scallion oil.
In order to ensure passing the customs.
Tang Shidao chose the simplest skeleton training ground. Before setting off, the scarecrow unexpectedly hummed: "Be careful not to die." Then, the scarecrow returned to its normal demeanor and ignored everyone. Tang Shidao hummed.
You know this is not a game, people will really die. Ninety-nine percent of the people who passed the first level on the Master Network died, and a lot of people died in the subsequent practice. There are countless clones of the scarecrow and the work is not finished. You can imagine how many candidate seeds there are.
'It's back online.
Tang Shidao was not worried about death as he was reincarnated by pinching his innate magic. Therefore, there was no risk in this unequal treaty, and he was even given a free chance.
Enter the Training Ground Necropolis.
Before he started to prepare, skeletons were already crawling out of the ground. Tang Shidao threw a fireball at it without even thinking about it. Surprisingly, this time a fireball couldn't kill a skeleton. Mainly because he didn't hit it well, and the skeleton was hit.
Half of the chest was broken, and the remaining half was still crawling.
Tang Shidao kicked the skull's head away, and the remaining bones immediately stopped moving.
No experience points.
No gold coins dropped.
No weapons were dropped.
The cold wind blew, and a chill surged through Tang Shidao's body... This is no longer the training ground of the Mage Network, this is the real world! Without magic power, Tang Shidao could only pick up a stone and throw it at another skeleton. The stone hit,
Bone crushing, no need for fireball attacks, rocks on the ground can kill a skeleton... This is indeed so real that it cannot be more real in the real world!
Seeing a group of skeletons coming towards them, Tang Shidao ran away of course.
pity.
The entire cemetery was extremely wide, and skeletons could be found in every inch of land. In addition, Tang Shidao's physical condition was not very good, so he ran wildly while dodging the skeletons. He was exhausted before running a few hundred meters. If he was accidentally pulled by a skeleton, Tang Shidao
Shidao was beaten to death by the skeletons holding tibias in a few strokes. The arcane ghost body floated out, and Tang Shidao immediately felt a call: give up, die, and return the innate spells to the mage's net.
"Dead Nimei, reincarnation."
Tang Shidao waited for the skeletons to wander away or burrow back into the ground, and a gifted spell resurrected him. His mana had not been restored yet, so he could only pick up a tibia and use it as a weapon. Seeing the skeletons slowly crawling out one by one, Tang Shidao did not wait for the other party.
It's a fair duel if they all show up. If you show up, blowing your head off is the right way... That's the rhythm of whack-a-mole.
A few minutes later, Tang Shidao hung up again.
I killed more than 20 weaponless skeletons, except for a pile of broken bones, not a single gold coin, no experience, and no equipment. All the skeletons were clean and there were no fleas. Since this is the real world, Tang Dynasty
Shido can also understand that things that cannot be seen with the eyes will definitely not fall for nothing. This is not an online game.
Kill monsters, set fireballs, die.
The boring and uninteresting actions continued until he fired the fireball for the hundredth time. Tang Shidao felt that he was slightly different.
The original mana is still 1 point, no change.
But there are faint signs of an upgrade.
Tang Shidao felt strange and wanted to cry. Nimei's training was ten times more difficult than training in the real world. Shooting a hundred fireballs just barely got some 'experience' points. How many times does it take to level up?
Resisting the thought of "leaving the training ground", Tang Shidao continued to grind monsters boringly.
Ten days later.
Now that he is used to fighting, the skeletons can also fight against a few. To put it more exaggeratedly, as long as the skeleton crawls out of the ground, Tang Shidao can tell whether the guy was fat or thin, whether he was a gentleman or a coquettish bitch. Just glance at the skeleton.
By looking at the head, you can tell whether she is naturally beautiful or has plastic surgery. After a few days, Tang Shidao can basically tell from one arm bone: whether she is a otaku or an office worker, whether she is a strong man or a beautiful woman.
If this continues, it will probably be enough to start filming Wisdom Eyes Forensic Medicine.
A thousand times.
After firing it a thousand times, Tang Shidao felt that his upper limit of mana had increased by 1 point... Well, it was equal to half of the debt.
Endure the boredom.
He waited for a reply and refreshed the fireball a thousand times, but this time it didn't even rise! Tang Shidao had the urge to smash the computer, if there was a computer here. Finding that the fireball was difficult to rise and not powerful, Tang Shidao decided to transform into a berserker. After this
Having fought against each other for many days, I have a good idea of the level of a skeleton using only tibia weapons. If you are more flexible in your movements, it will not be too difficult to knock off the skull's head.
No need for fireballs.
After violently knocking apart a hundred skeletons, Tang Shidao's upper limit of mana increased by one point.
I feel strange in my heart.
Continue to knock until it reaches one thousand, and the upper limit of mana is increased by 1 point again to 4 points. Tang Shidao is speechless. Don't guess that next time if you want to increase it by 1 point, you will probably have to knock 10,000 objects. The broken bones in the cemetery will sink.
Mu Mu is reunited, there is no shortage of monsters, but the task of 10,000 monsters is too arduous, so Tang Shidao gives up this stupid move. Calculate the current upper limit of 4 points: 1 point is temporarily given by the Vulcan Faith, and 2 points are due.
, only one point left is considered your own.
How sad!
After working in vain for so long, the Scarecrow got 2 points of raw mana in vain, while he only got 1 point.
Getting ready to leave.
A skeleton wearing rags and holding a short staff appeared. Seeing Tang Shidao, the skeleton holding the short staff unceremoniously shot a fireball. After such a long battle, Tang Shidao had become much more flexible.
You can tell what it wants to do just by raising your hand. With 4 points of raw mana, Tang Shidao can easily blast the skeleton's limbs with 4 fireballs.
The skeleton fell down, leaving its mouth still crackling.
Tang Shidao didn't care what kind of ghost the opponent was. He smashed it with a stick, peeled off the opponent's cloth robe, and picked up the short staff. At this time, he discovered that the short staff was actually a weapon, with 10 points of mana storage and fireball skills. What was even more surprising was that the short staff was actually a weapon.
, this guy also has a book hidden in his robe.
The treaty had been signed long ago, and Tang Shidao had no intention of keeping it secretly.
Return to the Great Library.
"I don't want the shin bone, the cloth robe is mine, the short staff is mine, and the 2 points of raw mana are mine. You can get out." The scarecrow is indeed a vampire, and he is not merciful at all.
"You don't want the book?" Tang Shidao didn't mind either. The contract had already agreed on the conditions.
"Not in the terms of the contract."
"What is this book about?"
"Do you want to learn some information about some alchemical experiments?" The scarecrow's appraisal is free.
"I don't know anything about alchemy. So this thing is useless?"
"You can sell it for money."
"Can it be sold for money?"
"This guest officer is joking. You can't sell anything for money on Mage.com. Do you want to be a slave? You can sell yourself?" The scarecrow still looked like he wanted to be beaten.
"How much is it worth?" Tang Shidao was secretly happy when he heard that he could sell it for money.
"I'll give it a try. As long as the sales exceed 2 points, I will charge 1 point for the handling fee. If the sales exceed 10 points, I will charge 2 points, which is one-fifth of the helping money." The scarecrow looks like I am really happy to help others.
Although I will charge you a small handling fee.
"Okay." Tang Shidao knew that Master Wang made no sense.
The Scarecrow took it away and published the alchemy manual through some unknown means. He waved his hand and sent Tang Shidao to read. The books in the big library are all of the same type: spell commodities! All spell books here can be bought and sold, as long as you have money.
Tang Shidao read for a while, dozens of books, but he didn't understand a single word. The scarecrow explained again: Before purchasing, these books were incomprehensible.
Tang Shidao resisted the urge to smash his shin, took out a book of 'Healing Technique' and put it on the table, waiting for the result.
After paying 2 points of debt, you still have 2 points left.
The healing spell can be bought at 1 o'clock, so Tang Shidao will not miss it. The scarecrow looks like you have chosen a bad book, but Tang Shidao smiles... There is a healing spell on the Earth Emperor Planet that can cure all diseases, and it is available all over the world.
All patients have to call me daddy.
"At 5 o'clock, you are in good luck." The scarecrow was neither surprised nor happy. It had seen countless unlucky people and countless lucky people: "At 1 o'clock, I took it away."
"Yeah. I'll buy this book and the low-level transformation technique." Tang Shidao nodded.
"2 points for Cheng Hui." The Scarecrow always has a nice face towards people who have money to trade: "A word of advice, low-level transformation cannot increase your strength. If you like close combat, I suggest you save some money before choosing, such as 'Werewolf Transformation'
Worth 5 points.”
"Thank you for your advice, I have a sense of discretion." Tang Shidao just wanted to leave quickly.
After facing the skeleton for so long, he was almost suffering from "game allergy". At this time, Tang Shidao felt: Compared with otakus, mages are the ultimate dead otaku. He only played one game for several months without stopping.
, is there any profession more homely than this?
Leave the mage network.
It happened to be the time when I woke up the next day. I had been fighting skeletons for several months, but I didn’t know how to calculate the time. Seeing that his classmates in the dormitory had not woken up, Tang Shidao rushed into the toilet, closed the door tightly, and carefully cast a primary transformation spell.
In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-tall tall man with white hair and a boyish face appeared. Tang Shidao clenched his fists and felt that his strength had not increased or weakened.
The primary shape-shifting technique is really just mediocre, with no added power at all.
"Taoist, are you dead in there? Get out quickly, my water tank is about to explode." Outside the door, Tang Shidao's best friend Lei Dazhuang was roaring, with a full temper that I would pee on your bed if you don't come out.
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Tang Shidao changed back to his original state, took a towel and walked out.
"Hey, you picked up the money last night, and you looked like you deserved a beating?" Lei Dazhuang didn't close the door, and just pulled down his pants to let out water.
"I'm in a good mood, okay?"
All beginnings are hard.
Now, I have opened up the situation...at least I can have fun on the Earth Emperor Planet.
"I don't have any money, I don't have a girl, I'm not good at studies, and I'm still thin. How can you be in a good mood?"
"..."
Hearing such a reasonable argument, Tang Shidao was speechless for a moment.
"Did you see your beloved goddess?" Lei Dazhuang looked curious about the baby.
"Yeah." Tang Shidao is also a person who scares me even when he talks about it.
"Taoist priest, listen to my advice." Lei Dazhuang slapped Tang Shidao on the shoulder and said seriously: "With your thin body, zero skills, and a wallet that can't even feed mosquitoes, you still want to fall in love.
?Give up, boy, you can still afford the inflatable ones."
"I didn't say pursue it."
"It's best if you don't chase her. Study hard and try to find a good job in the future, so that you can at least add some money to your beloved goddess." Lei Dazhuang is very good at comforting people.
Really, not lying.
So his only friend was Tang Shidao.
"I'm going to train my body." Tang Shidao retreated. With the healing technique, he could start his crazy training plan.
"Go on, go on, practice hard. Otherwise, you will be too embarrassed when you lose strength halfway through the wedding." Lei Dazhuang waved goodbye and went back to bed to catch up on his sleep.
Tang Shidao was not accused of anything wrong.
I just wonder, after so many years together, why didn’t I chop this bastard into pieces and fry it with green onions? Also, is this guy and the Scarecrow related by blood? Why do I have the urge to strangle him to death as soon as I speak?