Chapter 912
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"No … Impossible! How can your level be so high?! "
Syl still couldn't believe what she was seeing. She'd spent three days and three nights leveling up in the game, and she'd even asked many of Norland's new players to help her level up. She'd barely reached Level 30.
Her father, for example, was busy with work and didn't know how to play the Weave, so he was only Level 16.
As a result, he was usually kind to his subordinates even when he was busy. This was to prevent them from contacting the king's Complaint Hotline to report him.
However, he also had a headache trying to find a way to level up his Weave as quickly as possible.
Although the new laws were absurd, nobles … especially nobles of the Seafolk, not humans, had to obey them.
"You're so high after playing for a while," the wand added on Hemina's behalf.
To the wand, it was strange that he hadn't reached level 60 yet. Most of the players he had interacted with on the World Scar had already reached level 60.
"Friend from the Iron Nation, do you mean your level is that high?" someone suddenly asked.
The short-tentacle wand had no choice but to display its Weave interface. The character displayed on the interface was also a priest.
The character's level was 60, and the surrounding people who wanted to mock the Short Tentacle Wand shut their mouths.
"It's just … max level! Our Nicadon family also has a max level character, Leeson! "
Cyril's competitive spirit and jealousy overflowed at this moment. She was unwilling to lose to two outsiders, so she called out the name of the youngest brother of her family's younger generation.
The wand looked at the other side of the table. It was a boy wearing a pair of wood-framed glasses. He seemed to be only 15 years old, and the robes he wore allowed the wand to recognize him immediately. He was a student from the Noland Magic Academy.
He obediently opened his Weave and showed everyone his game character. He was a player from the Horde. His character was a Warrior who had reached Level 60.
"What do you think? Miss Hemina! "It seemed like Cecil wasn't going to let Hemina have a peaceful dinner.
Hemina glanced at the boy with a max level account, and he also looked at Hemina's Weave interface timidly.
"Elder Sis Syer!" He hurriedly whispered to Syl beside him, "My character is no match for her."
"Not a match … Aren't you all max level accounts? Also, Miss Hemina is playing as a Priest! "
She couldn't understand why two characters of the same level couldn't be a match for each other. More importantly, Hemina was playing as a Cleric with no combat power, while her brother was playing as a Warrior.
"Equipment level." "I remember His Majesty's order. He also added that the better the equipment, the better. That's why, even if we're at the same level, we'll still compare the level of our equipment." "I remember His Majesty's order. He even added that the better the equipment, the better.
"Equipment?"
Syl was a newbie who had only been in the game for three days, so she didn't really know much about this.
"There's still a huge gap between our equipment levels, Miss Syl … Your brother's equipment is mostly Rare. Only his weapon and clothes are Epic."
The Short Tentacle Wand almost laughed out loud. After playing World Scar for so long, this account was one of the few things that the Short Tentacle Wand could boast about.
Now that he could show off to his heart's content, he felt a sense of superiority.
Short Tentacle Wand logged into the game and opened up his equipment window to show her the difference between him and his brother.
Lyson, Syl's younger brother, choked and stared at the pile of Epic-grade equipment in the wand's inventory.
[Molten Lord's Healing Robe] (Level 88) Grants 28 Endurance, 20 Intelligence, 14 All Attributes. Equipment Requirement: Level 60.
Two pieces: Increases Intelligence by 20. Four pieces: When healing is in a critical state, grants a molten shield that absorbs 500 points of damage. Six pieces: Activate set effect, Molten Lord's Mercy: Your healing spell grants a molten shield that absorbs up to 500 points of damage. Cooldown: 5 seconds. When the shield is broken, it deals damage based on your Intelligence.
Soul Forge, Flame Demon King Ragnaros' Soul: When you use Truth Word, Shield on others, you'll gain a burning aura. Damage dealt will be attributed to the target.
Enchantment effect, Healing Touch: Increases spell power by 10 points and mana regeneration by 5 points per second …
Syl and the other members of the Nikaton Family were in a daze as they read the description of the equipment.
Syl took another look at her brother's equipment. It was blue in quality, and there was only one or two lines describing the attribute increase. The rest of the set effects, Soul Forge, and the like were all missing!
Syl quickly thought of the equipment she was wearing. It was like a broken piece of trash in this place. Shame quickly filled her heart.
"Leeson, you can get your hands on these strange equipment if you spend some time," Syl said with the last bit of courage she had.
However, not long after she said that, her younger brother hurriedly shook his head.
"Sister! These equipment can only be obtained from the Heroic Molten Core Instance Dungeon! The guild I joined can't even clear the Normal Instance Dungeon … And now … there are only 24 guilds on the Heroic Stone Tablet of the Molten Core. "
"It's just a game!"
Syl's last weapon against Hemina had been destroyed by her brother. She had no face to stay here any longer.
She threw down this sentence in despair and turned to leave the restaurant.
"Isn't that a little too much?" Wand glanced at Hemena beside him as he watched Syl push open the door and leave.
He had done something he shouldn't normally do. He had angered a noble!
"Don't worry about it. Is there anything else you want to say?" Hemina seemed to have become the head of the family, even though she was still very quiet.
The noble heirs who still wanted to hit on Hemina stopped asking for a snub, and began to eat their dinner quietly.
Wand was the first to finish his dinner. After all, he did not stop using his knife and fork.
After finishing his meal, Wand found an excuse to leave the dining hall. Outside the dining hall was a balcony facing the sea.
It was late at night, and the moonlight shone on the sea. It was an enjoyable view. But Wand could vaguely see some gray fog on the horizon.
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