"Dear player, rookie."

"You're in the top 10,000 players on the server."

"Our company sincerely invites you to participate in the closed beta strategy of "Magic God Online 1.8".

"The rewards are as follows......"

Ye Mingyu was carrying a bag of newly released comic books, and on the way back, he suddenly received this text message.

He looked at the reward, it was very rich.

The top 100 in the progress of the strategy will be rewarded with a full 500,000 yuan.

As for the top fifty, the top ten, the rewards are even more generous, not just money, but some things that money can't buy.

"Do you want to go?"

Ye Mingyu thought about it and decided to give up this opportunity.

On the one hand, the heart of the dragon is about to be booked by local tyrants, and there is no shortage of money for the time being.

On the other hand......

The numbers "10,000" and "internal beta" gave him a bad premonition.

It always feels like you're stuck in the game world.

"It's been a busy week......."

The main reason for being busy is because of a guy who hasn't appeared for a long time - the Wood Spirit Sage.

In recent weeks, he has suddenly emerged from his horns and made daily phone calls, urging him to return to normal muscle training.

Reminiscing about the fear of being dominated by [Courage Technique] in the past.

Ye Mingyu broke out in a cold sweat.

Suddenly remembered the true purpose of coming to the imperial capital - to escape from the clutches of training.

"The Royal Academy of Magic's self-recruitment is two weeks later, so we must hurry up and prepare, and tell Principal Lori, I should be able to go through the back door."

This big guy said that as long as Ye Mingyu came to the imperial capital, he would be escorted to enter the academy.

Ye Mingyu thought to himself, took out his mobile phone, and looked down at the main group while walking.

99+ unread messages?

Ye Mingyu smiled slightly.

I understand in seconds, someone must have sent an astringent picture!

Skillfully open chat history, sift through pictures, and swipe through them constantly.

And yet—

"There's no astringency?" Ye Mingyu found out in disbelief.

Wait, among the 99+ unread messages, none of them are astringent pictures?

This is completely counterintuitive!

Just as the law of conservation of magic fails, the law of unity of the elements feeds to the dog...... The truth is invalid!

Could it be that the owners of the small bar are all?

"Wait, maybe there's a red envelope?" Ye Mingyu had a flash of inspiration.

A few seconds later.

"What, there is not even a red envelope? Little brother, you have a problem! ”

Only then did Ye Mingyu notice the topic of everyone's chat.

It was a change in the Azure Empire some time ago.

A month has passed, and some news has come out, and many people already know about the terrifying existence in the temple.

That's seven generations of undead monarchs.

Although the specific identity is unknown, just the name of a monarch can intimidate a large number of people.

But this kind of existence was actually seconds?

All kinds of speculations suddenly diverged opinions, and this fire even burned to the main group.

"As I said a long time ago, the undead monarch who fell in seconds was the eighteenth generation of saints, that guy must not be dead, hiding in the depths of the temple......" The aluminum-outfitted warlock said loudly.

And as his enemy, the silver seller frantically replied:

"That's it, that's it? Do you dare to guess a little more outrageous? Why don't you say it's the first saint? ”

System: The Aluminum-Equipped Warlock is silenced for 1 minute.

Ye Mingyu felt that it was time to ask, so he @Lori Principal in the group:

"Headmaster, what you said some time ago... Does it matter if I get into the academy? ”

Principal Lori immediately bubbled up and sent a peeping expression of a cat lady:

"Count, of course count."

"Huh? The rookie is still a student? The elder brother appeared in the group.

Ye Mingyu glanced at the head of the elder brother's little cute girl.

The avatar is gray.

Immediately understood that he had just dived and peeped at the screen, and the senior brother of the heart was really sinister.

Ye Mingyu held the comic in his right hand, walked around the corner, and replied with his left hand:

"yes, it's time for me to go to college, and I heard that Principal Lori has a bit of a way in this regard, so I'm going to go through nepotism."

"Little rookie, are you going to enter our academy?" Principal Lori asked.

"Yes, do I need any formalities?"

"The formalities are not important, but you have to take the exam, I can guarantee you, but the procedure still has to go through again, wait for two days before the self-recruitment, you can send me a private message, and we will meet."

"Thank you, big guy."

Ye Mingyu posted an astringent picture to express his gratitude.

"It's a good effort," Principal Lori smiled shyly, "Anyway, the trouble you encountered before has been solved?" ”

"Haha, mistakenly, that quasi-forbidden spell mage is an acquaintance of mine." Ye Mingyu replied.

This sentence has just been typed.

The elder brother almost shook off his phone.

University student? An acquaintance is a quasi-forbidden spell mage? Which wealthy family is this?

Poverty limits my imagination.

With a ding, another message came from the group, and the senior brother clenched his mobile phone and looked at the screen in a daze.

The message came from Ye Mingyu.

"Speaking of which, I also want to thank the lord, if it weren't for him, I would be in danger this time, and another big guy was resurrected and wanted to mess with me, but I was moved by my wit and took advantage of the situation to die."

Another big guy?

Senior Brother swore that even if this big guy was also a quasi-forbidden spell mage, he would not be surprised.

By now, he had nothing to shock about.

"Little rookie, are you in the imperial capital now?" Principal Lori asked suddenly.

"Yes." Ye Mingyu replied.

Principal Lori sent a speechless and choked expression, and then said slowly:

"If it's the big guy in the imperial capital, or the kind that was killed, I can only think of one...... You're not going to kill seven generations of undead monarchs, are you? ”

Aluminum-outfit Warlock: "! ”

Silver Seller: "? ”

The elder brother did not reply.

He opened his mouth wide in front of the screen, the kind that could fit an egg in.

At the moment, he was eating lunch in the cafeteria, and this expression even attracted the attention of many juniors and sisters.

Everyone is curious, why was the eldest brother, who is never surprised, scared out of his jaw?

"yes." Ye Mingyu replied honestly.

The group fell silent again.

A moment later.

Principal Lori: "I finally know the gap between me and the big guy. ”

Aluminum-outfit Warlock: "Is this the world of the big guys?" Love love, love, sprout new to bring. ”

"Sprout new and ask for it."

"Sprout new band +1."

"Meng Xin asks for +10086."

Ye Mingyu didn't understand what was going on.

But he knows very well that people can't beat the atmosphere.

At this time, whatever the bigwigs do, he can also follow, so he also posted:

"Sprout new and ask for it."

This group ...... Suddenly he died.

When Ye Mingyu returned home, there was still no news from the group, he opened the door after unlocking it, and billowing smoke suddenly poured out from behind the door.

In the choking black smoke, Yeyezi walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron and carrying a plate:

"Welcome back and try my hand!"

Ye Mingyu looked around.

I saw Lu Xiaoxi lying unconscious on the sofa, and there was a note on the coffee table, on which the saint wrote that she had something to go out.

Ye Mingyu's face turned pale.

Looking at Yeyezi, I saw her standing at the door.

"Taste it."

Ye Yezi teleported, the thief smiled sheepishly, and the chopsticks poked the meat into Ye Mingyu's mouth.