Roland pondered in the tavern while waiting for the search results of the magic spider.
Meanwhile, in a small town thousands of miles away, Douglas was very depressed.
He climbed up from the altar of the Church of Life woodenly.
How many times had he been resurrected?
The ninth, or the tenth?
The black stone statue of the Goddess of Life stood high behind him, and through the windows of the chapel, he could see the bright sunshine outside, but he wasn't in the mood at all.
The excitement of entering the game three days ago had now been worn away by endless setbacks.
The game was a good game, a real virtual game, but it was too real.
So real that it made people want to cry.
As a famous rich second generation in Jiangcheng, he didn't believe in virtual reality games before.
During the period when the virtual cabin was on sale, he was playing with cars, guns, and women. He was so happy that he even said in front of his friends that Penguin Corporation's virtual game was a fake advertisement and that it was probably just a more advanced VR game.
But he was soon slapped in the face.
This made him unhappy, but then it also made him very interested. A real world!
He began to use his connections, trying to buy another virtual cabin from Penguin Corporation, but was told that it wasn't available.
So he set his sights on other players, and as a result … no one was willing to sell it. He offered more than three million, but no one was willing.
In this modern society, no one was stupid.
Who would be willing to sell a piece of equipment that could give you twice the amount of time compared to others, unless it was a last resort?
This was a disguised increase in lifespan.
Penguin Corporation's player information was very confidential, and most smart players wouldn't casually reveal that they had a virtual cabin. Even if someone knew about it, there was nothing they could do if they didn't sell it.
Now was the time of the crackdown on gangsters, and it was troubled times. Trade wars, trouble from the countryside, and a series of other things piled up, and the higher-ups were in a pretty bad mood. Who dared to mess around!
All of her friends from the second generation who had messed around now had criminal records.
He didn't want to follow in his friends' footsteps.
After waiting for half a year, he finally got a virtual cabin that was auctioned off.
After spending more than four million, he finally sold it.
Before entering the game, he also specifically asked the veterans of the forum how to add points to a Mage.
In fact, he just wanted to use this method to show that he had come to this game world. As a rich second generation, he felt that he had the ability to change the landscape of this game.
Whether it was his own intelligence or his ability to spend money.
The veterans all recommended that he use the balanced method, but he felt that it was unnecessary, so he tactfully rejected the advice of the veterans and directly used the most extreme method, which was full Intelligence growth and extra Willpower growth.
It was said that in the entire game, only the strongest Mage in the entire server, Roland, had this method of adding points. The other Mages had changed to an average method of adding points.
Roland can do it, and so can I. If the others couldn't do it, that was because they were too weak.
With that in mind, Douglas entered the game and started the game with Language Proficiency and Inferior Fireball.
The game was very realistic. As soon as he entered the game, he was amazed by the power of the new technology.
However, the real game also gave him the most realistic gaming experience.
Frustration.
Failing to cast Language Proficiency would result in a headshot, and failing to cast Inferior Fireball too many times would result in a nosebleed.
He had been in the game for three days, but he couldn't even understand what the NPCs were saying.
Furthermore, because he had revived too many times, he had entered a weakened state for a long time.
In his weakened state, even walking was tiring, not to mention casting spells.
Sitting on the edge of the sacrificial altar, Douglas looked at his palm dejectedly and put it down again.
Three days ago, his bold words on the forum seemed to have become a joke.
"I think I can do it too."
He was really overestimating himself.
And a netizen who replied said it well.
"How do you know how ordinary you are if you don't try?"
He was really right.
Douglas connected to the forum again and read the posts of other netizens. Finally, he made up his mind, looked at the statue of the goddess, and silently said: Request to cancel the current character.
"Request received, please read silently to confirm."
A message box popped up in front of him, and Douglas confirmed it again. Then his vision gradually blurred, and he returned to the image of the character establishment.
The appearance of a human in the game was slightly modified according to his real appearance, and there weren't many options to change.
The next step was to add points to the character's attributes based on the average type. He chose Casting Material Exemption, which was the specialty Roland chose. A god's choice shouldn't be wrong.
There was also Magic Power Control, which he couldn't find and didn't seem to be a personal specialty.
He let out a long sigh. He was a rich second generation, but in this game, he really didn't have any sense of superiority.
He then chose Magic Power Mastery in the list of specialties, which could increase magic control by 20%.
According to the speculation of the veterans on the forum, this should be a low-level specialty of Magic Power Control.
Having chosen the specialty, he then clicked to start the game.
His vision blurred, and he appeared on the sacrificial altar again.
But then he found that the place where he was "born" was different from last time.
Last time it was a chapel, but this place had a lot of space.
And there were a lot of NPCs praying nearby, and they were all surprised to see Douglas suddenly appear on the sacrificial altar.
Fortunately, the priest in charge of leading the prayer was relatively calm and had also heard the rumors of the Golden Sons, so the praying believers settled down and didn't cause any scenes of fright or riot.
Douglas climbed down from the sacrificial altar, stretched his body, and then bowed slightly to the priest in apology. Then, under the strange gazes of the believers of the Life Goddess, he slowly walked out of the temple.
Outside the temple, it was a bright and green world in front of him.
The air was very fresh, and compared to before, Douglas could feel that this body was stronger physically and more mentally active. The only drawback was that his ability to control magic elements was slightly reduced.
But it was very comfortable.
The weather was good, and he was in good spirits and had plenty of stamina. Douglas suddenly had a feeling that this time he would be able to cast the spell successfully.
He recalled the spell model and nodes of the Inferior Fireball and then tried to inject magic power into it according to the route.
Feeling the magic power rapidly taking shape in the invisible lines in the air, Douglas's eyes gradually widened, and his breathing couldn't help but quicken.
Then a small flame appeared in his palm, swaying as if it were about to go out.
Douglas couldn't help but open his mouth wide and was about to laugh when the small flame went out.
Although it was extinguished, Douglas couldn't help but laugh out loud.
It had been three days, and he finally made a magic flame for the first time.
After laughing for a while, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and excitedly went to the forum to make a post.
"The Balanced Point Addition Method for Mages is really delicious. Roland is awesome!"
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