"Ah!!!"
Zhao Mo woke up from his dream once again …
He opened his eyes. His body was drenched in sweat. He forced himself to sit up on the bed.
The exquisite treehouse in front of him was still the same. The walls had not become pure white, and the window weaved by tree vines had not become glass windows. There were still some tender grass and flowers growing on the black beams above him. He did not know if this treehouse had any hidden dangers …
But what Zhao Mo could confirm was that he had not returned home, and his transmigration had become a reality.
He was sure that this was not a dream.
Because he had already woken up many times.
He had really transmigrated …
Zhao Mo slowly stood up. His right hand held onto a walking stick that was full of patterns, trying to make himself stand more steadily. After all, falling from a tree that was more than ten meters tall, even if he was an Elf, it would still be very easy for him to be seriously injured.
Moreover, the previous William Blackleaf was an underage Elf. He had not yet cultivated battle energy and magic, so he was still considered a weakling among the Elves.
"But transmigrating into an Elf's body seems to be worth it. This face, this figure, these long legs, they are all as handsome as I was in the past …" Zhao Mo looked at the mirror. His handsome face, pointy ears, and slender legs made him sigh in his heart.
But Zhao Mo did not want to talk about the past. He had been in this world for half a day, but there were no signs of him going back. Since he was already here, he would make the best of it. He would forget the past and start a new life. With a little bit of joy in his heart, he would strive to survive in this damned world.
Moreover, in this world where there might be Gods, there would be problems if he spoke carelessly!
Although he really missed his parents and wanted to take care of them in their old age, he had read so many transmigration novels, and not many people had gone back …
And the lucky thing was …
He had two older brothers. The eldest and second brother had already started their own families, so it was not a problem for them to take care of his parents.
He only hoped that as a lonely single dog, his sudden death while playing games, did not make the old couple too sad. If possible, they would shed fewer tears for their unfilial son. It was best for them to live healthily.
"I am William Blackleaf. Yes, I am William!"
He walked out of the treehouse and stood on the balcony that was filled with golden light, enjoying the sunlight. His body felt warm and full of energy.
William's gaze became more and more distant, and his thoughts became more and more jumpy …
98。
98. The game only required 98 per month …
That's right, Gods was a monthly virtual reality game.
After all, after generations of pay-to-win games and point-and-click games were born, all virtual games in the future had become monthly games.
For example, the most popular games in history were "Glory", "Zero", "God's Domain", "Sword Wars", "Starcraft", and "Conviction". It was also these games that laid the foundation for monthly games!
As for "Gods of War", it officially started its open beta in 2333.
Because this unknown production company did not do much promotion in the early stages, the game was not very popular in the early stages. After all, it was too difficult to make a name for oneself among the many virtual reality games.
It wasn't until three years later that it became completely popular. It even reached the highest number of players in the history of the game, with 68 million players online at the same time!
It couldn't be helped. With the development of technology, there were a lot of idlers, but there were also a lot of games …
Gods, this is a world with battle energy and magic.
Here, you might be lucky enough to become a dragon slayer, marry a princess, and reach the pinnacle of your life.
But at the same time, if the warriors were not careful, they would be eaten by the dragon. Then, the dragon would take revenge and massacre the city, destroy the guild base, and tens of thousands of players would die. Then, they would be retaliated by the angry NPC countries.
And this was a world with Gods …
Every player had the dream of becoming a God.
Unfortunately, William had played for ten years in his previous life and hadn't been able to become a God. He hadn't seen many Gods either. It wasn't that he couldn't become a God, but that he died early …
He died in the gaming cabin.
Although in the history of games, whether it was the Little Tyrant game console, computer games, mobile games, semi-virtual reality games, virtual reality games, and so on, there would always be a small number of 'talents' who suddenly died. But this didn't make the players fearful. They still had to play, and they couldn't stop taking medicine.
Money had to be spent, and the monthly card had to be renewed. Could they just watch as their money flowed away?
Of course, even before William died, he didn't see other players become Gods, not even fake Gods …
The main reason was that it was too difficult.
No matter if they were professional players or players from top guilds, their upper limit at that time was Legendary. But even so, not many people reached the Legendary Realm, and the strength of Legendary was also divided into different levels.
Of course, before he died, he had just touched the leg hair of the later stages of the game …
What level did he belong to back then?
Naturally, he was at the peak of the entire world. He was the leader of the casual players, a Legendary Warrior!
As for his daily job, he was a substitute.
It wasn't limited to fighting (snatching) Bosses. When rich people threw money at him, he could also bring them to do missions to gain experience, catch pets and mounts, and so on.
He could even be a part-time assassin, helping to kill people.
After all, he was a Legendary, and he was much stronger than ordinary players.
But it was also because he was a Legendary!
Not only did he have to spend money, he also had to work hard.
And without money, how could he build equipment, embed gems, and strengthen weapons? If he didn't want to work hard without money, he should just quit the game …
William had always suspected that after NetEase went bankrupt, there must have been a lot of programmers who chose this company. Otherwise, how could the equipment system be so fraudulent?
For a poor guy like him, if he hadn't started on the first day of the game's open beta, if he hadn't had good skills, and if he hadn't seen the diversified future of the game, and if he hadn't played day and night, he would have had a huge advantage over the players who came later. Then, he would have snowballed by substitute training, earning money, working hard, continuing to substitute training, earning money, and working hard again. Only then could he have worked hard step by step to become a Legendary. Otherwise, he would have starved to death in the gaming capsule.
"It's a pity that my liver still died!" William Blackleaf touched his stomach and helplessly sat on the bamboo woven rocking chair. He picked up the fruit wine that was worth 30 copper coins and drank a mouthful. It was sweet and not spicy.
He felt great. At least he wasn't a dog at the beginning, and he was much better than other players.
"But I've been reborn, I still have to continue working hard!" He had to think about how to use his identity and how to survive!
"William Blackleaf, one of the Elfin Lords at the edge of the Blackleaf Forest in the south. His nickname is the Border Lord. Uh, it seems like I'm a half-elf?" William had only inherited a few of his memories. He didn't know why this guy fell from a tree and fell so badly, even dying. Instead, he was lucky enough to be reborn in another world.
But now wasn't the time to think about this. He should think about how he could live better.
"That's not right. I still remember that when I was over level 20, I seemed to have some dealings with him. He was a very strong Lord. Although the place was small, his ambition wasn't small. I also took on many missions here.
But this guy had only been in the open beta for half a year before he died in a chaotic battle with many parties. His territory was occupied by the Iron Nation. It was really a bit tragic.
His father was the previous Border Lord. He could survive in the gaps between the Blackleaf Forest and the human nation's territory, and he even had the ability to benefit from both sides.
But his son didn't have a future. Ever since he inherited this territory, there seemed to be a lot of civilians passing by. He only succeeded in expanding the town later on.
And after he caused a lot of trouble, he didn't pledge loyalty to the nation, nor did he completely hide in the Blackleaf Forest …
Although I forgot what trouble it was, what he did later on was simply courting death. "William sighed slightly and started to recall the memory fragments in his mind.
The border territory didn't take up a lot of space. The east and west sides of the town were very wide, so he could make good use of it.
There were 3000 people in the border town. 1500 of them were half-Elves, 1000 were humans and 500 were Elves.
Those 500 pure-blooded Elves …
Yes.
In his memory, it seemed that they were the personal guards that his mother had given to him.
These personal guards were not bad and very loyal, but they were too arrogant. They were very unhappy with the other half of his human blood.
Even if his mother had the royal blood of the Elves, these 500 pure-blooded Elves planned to use their lifespan of thousands of years to completely outlive William, this half-Elf, before returning to the Blackleaf Forest.
"Uh … My mother is actually a royal Elves?" William's mind was a little messy. The sudden memory made him come back to his senses.
Just as William was about to ask someone to support him and patrol the territory.
A voice appeared beside his ear.
"Ding dong!"
"Countdown to the start of the version 1.0 open beta: 364 days, 23 hours and 59 minutes!"
"…" The current Border Lord, with the noble royal blood of the Elves, William Blackleaf!
He gradually fell into deep thought. Because according to his imagination, after he transmigrated to another world, he should walk on the path of defeating Giant Dragons, marrying a princess, meeting Gods and killing Gods.
But how did he become an NPC?
"Why … Why do I have to face this group of undying cheats?" William was suddenly a little confused.
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