Then, Roland felt that the idea was rather absurd. How could there be gods in this world? After all, this was just a game … However, he suddenly felt conflicted when he thought about that.
It would be perfectly normal for gods to exist in a game, but those NPCs were definitely not as simple as game characters. Then, what did the appearance of gods mean? At first, Roland thought that Penguin Corporation might've acquired some advanced technology.
But now, after seeing the Angel's Descent, Roland felt that it wasn't as simple as black technology.
Or maybe it was something else that was even more unacceptable.
He heaved a deep sigh, feeling that he was overthinking.
However, it had become a habit of his. He would think a little longer when he encountered something. It was hard to say whether it was a good habit or a bad one.
It was because thinking would be a waste of time, and he might not be able to give timely feedback.
If he guessed the inside story correctly, it would be fine because he was smart, but if he guessed wrong, it would be because he was overthinking and asking for trouble.
While thinking, he waited under the shade of a tree next to the church.
The people in the church began to leave after the memorial. Roland had been observing their expressions and found that they really didn't feel that anything unusual had happened.
Soon, Betta ran up from the foot of the mountain, soaked in sweat. He asked Roland the moment he saw him, "What happened just now? I saw a pillar of light and something that looked like a birdman. Brother Roland, did you trigger a quest?"
So, Betta could see it too!
Or rather, all the players could see it?
Roland couldn't help but let his mind wander again. Several seconds later, he finally replied, "Falken's soul was taken away by an angel just now."
While Betta looked at him in surprise, Roland briefly told him what happened.
Betta fell silent after hearing that.
Roland couldn't help but smile. Well … another child who would 'think too much' just like him.
"I feel that this game is weird." A moment later, Betta raised his head and looked at the blue sky solemnly.
Roland nodded in agreement.
Then, the world turned black and white. It was time for the day's game again.
Roland woke up in the virtual cabin and took a shower. Then, he turned on his computer and went online.
He went to the forum first, only to find that the discussion about the power of the derivative spell of Inferior Fireball had died down. The players began to discuss the interesting things and new discoveries in the game.
At the same time, there was a hot topic that was widely discussed in the forum.
The game had been open for two months, and many male players had tried to have intimate contact with female NPCs.
There were also a very small number of female players, especially those who had increased their Charm points, who could easily get close to noble NPCs and obtain a lot of resources.
The main topic now was whether having a relationship with an NPC in the game was considered crossing the line.
Roland felt that there was no need to discuss this topic. In order to ensure the physical and mental health of the players, all the players who could enter the game were adults, and they had a reliable way to determine whether the virtual cabin users were adults or not.
Since they were all adults, they naturally had the right to choose.
Reading the forum for a while, Roland didn't find any valuable intelligence. Thinking for a moment, he uploaded the video he recorded earlier and gave it a title.
Meeting an Angel.
After that, he left home and went to the streets for breakfast before riding a public bike to the mixed martial arts gym.
Because it was morning, other than the staff and coaches, there were only three guests practicing in the mixed martial arts training hall.
Roland was the fourth.
The coach was instructing a girl who was full of heroic spirit. At the same time, he was doing a demonstration to teach her how to exert force when kicking. Seeing Roland, he dropped the girl and walked over with a smile. "You're the most diligent student I've ever seen. You've been working hard every day for the past half a month. You come early and leave late. "
"After all, I paid for it." Roland shrugged and smiled. "Besides, I'm unemployed now, so I have to find something to do."
The coach was a middle-aged man in a singlet. His muscles didn't look too exaggerated, but they gave off a rather pliable feeling, definitely not the kind of dead muscles that were trained with drugs. He walked to the side, found two pairs of gloves, threw a pair of red gloves to Roland, and put on a pair himself. He said, "I helped you stretch your muscles for more than half a month. Now you can try to start the official class. But before that, I need to see your reaction speed and combat instincts. "
Roland put on the gloves and asked, "How are you going to test it? Semi-Combat?"
"Bingo."
While talking, the coach suddenly lunged forward and punched Roland's left eye with his right hand.
Then, Roland stepped back, and his fist hit nothing but air.
"Huh?"
The coach was briefly stunned. Then, he simply raised his leg and made a sweeping movement.
But he was only halfway through the movement when Roland stepped back and quickly got out of the coach's attack range.
The coach actually didn't kick at all. He was only testing Roland's reaction speed, not a real fight.
"Your reaction speed is very fast."
The coach lowered his hands and walked two steps away from Roland, before he said with a smile, "I think so …"
Bang!
After a crisp sound, Roland covered his face with the gloves and stepped back with a slightly shocked expression on his face.
The coach's expression was even weirder. He withdrew his right hand and shouted in surprise, "You can react to that? It's definitely dynamic vision."
Everyone had dynamic vision as long as they weren't blind. The dynamic vision that the coach mentioned referred to those who were very sensitive to instantaneous reactions.
The coach's fist was fast, but he didn't use much force.
Roland stood still and put down his hands, before he said, "It was too sudden. You scared me."
"Okay. I know how to teach you now. " The coach looked at Roland and clicked his tongue in wonder. "You're so old, and you've never trained before, yet you have such reaction speed. If you had trained since you were young, you could probably compete for the boxing championship. Also, I hate talented players like you the most. I've decided that I won't teach you diligently in the future. "
Roland didn't know whether to laugh or cry after hearing that. "Coach, that's blatant discrimination and suppression."
The coach laughed and first explained three easy-to-understand boxing moves.
Then, he let Roland practice them first.
In the training hall, Roland practiced the three stances over and over again, sweating profusely. He didn't come out of the boxing hall until noon.
When he got home, he took another shower. After all, he was quite uncomfortable with the dirt sticking to his clothes.
Then, relaxed, he sat in front of the computer and opened the forum.
It was another two or three pages of system notifications.
Most of them were system notifications about rewards.
It became a popular post again?
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