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A translucent attribute box appeared in front of my eyes, so that I finally let go of my heart when I mentioned my throat, fortunately, I can finally integrate into this world with a rather noble identity in the future.

Relenting, I scrutinized the translucent property box.

Name: Fan Wu

Class: Druid (Redeemer)

Level: Level 1

Experience: 0

5000 experience at the next level

Strength: 15 Agility: 20 Body: 25 Spirit: 20

Attack 0-1

Health 55 Mana 20 Defense 11 (Others omitted)

Redeemer? Next level experience 5000??

"How?"

Lal on the side saw that I had been in a daze, and couldn't wait to ask.

Looking at the way they looked, they probably couldn't see my stat box, which made me breathe a big sigh of relief.

"Well, it's open, but it's only level 1 now, and the experience is 0, so it takes a lot of experience to get to the next level." I said vaguely.

"Haha, dear Wu, don't worry, it's just a mere 5000 experience, I believe that with your current age and talent, if you add enough diligence and luck, you will definitely be able to cross the hurdle of level 24 before the age of 30. Lal said enviously.

It turns out that the experience of the first level is the same for everyone, but I don't know if the identity of the redeemer behind the profession is there for others, and I can't think of what topic to ask them about for the time being, so forget it, let it go first, and then slowly explore it yourself.

"Oh, is it? I am so good! I smirked, it would be bad to be humble at this time.

Next, under the guidance of Ral, I opened my storage slot and skill bar one after another, and by this time, there was only so much Ral could teach me, and the rest had to be slowly experienced in the battle.

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The dark clouds that shrouded the sky finally dispersed, I lay quietly beside the fire, wring off a weed and holding it in my mouth, and at my repeated requests, the three of them finally agreed to let me try to keep vigil, as if I could open the unique box of the transferee, so that they finally had a trace of confidence in me, a reckless transferee, of course, the trust formed by each other in the past few days has also contributed to it, otherwise no matter how good I am, they will not be able to hand over the night to someone they are not familiar with.

Of course, I can't stay up all night, and while it's not a big deal for me, tomorrow's schedule is still very tight, and if I don't get enough sleep, I'll be in charge of the easier first half of the night, and the second half of the night will be in charge of Ral.

The blood-red moon hanging high in the sky reminded me that this was not a game, but a real world, because people here cannot be resurrected after death.

But tonight's menu bar, which is only available in each game, makes me wonder if this is a real world, or a game that is closer to the real thing.

Two thoughts struggled and intertwined in my heart, Doug's enthusiastic voice, Ral's calm but dark sharp language, and Geff's taciturn, cold and hot personality all flashed through my mind. I suddenly grinned.

A living, flesh-and-blood person is right in front of him, and he even wonders if this is in the game world, it seems that his cowardly character has not become much stronger with the tempering of the past few days.

I've just been escaping reality.

Perhaps, each world has its own unique laws and laws, just like if I were to bring the three of them to the original world now, how would they feel when they saw the plane in the sky and the computer in front of the desk, I am afraid that they would be ten million times more surprised than if they saw these menu bars.

In fact, life is very simple, as long as you can accept the facts in front of you, then you will naturally get used to it, thinking that he just takes it for granted, to put it mildly, life TM is like rape, if you don't want to be depressed, you have to learn to accept it.

Thinking about this, the depression and helplessness that had been bothering me seemed to be relieved, although not completely gone. But at least it allows me to accept the qiē in front of me calmly.

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There was a slight sound of footsteps, calm and regular, and I knew who was coming without looking back.

"Uncle Ral, it looks like the first half of the night hasn't passed yet."

I looked up at the red moon in the sky, and it had just risen to two-fifths.

"Go, go, little ghost, sleep a little longer, lest you lose sight of the pace tomorrow." For my kindness is not reciprocated. Ral said with a glare.

"Hee-hee~~" I was able to laugh a few times, accepted Ral's kindness, and got headlong into the tent that Ral's lent to me.

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The next few days were still a dull and boring trip, and it is worth mentioning that in an operation to exterminate the rotting corpses, a tabula rasa wooden stick unexpectedly burst out, and Lal immediately boasted to me about the accuracy of his exclusive information with an attitude that was completely inconsistent with the paladin's calm, modest, and honest attitude, and after more than half an hour of pride, he suddenly stuffed this tabula rasa wooden stick into my hand.

"Uncle Ral, this ......"

I'm just a bystander, according to the rules of this world, I don't have any qualifications for the spoils, and I saw Ral shove a wooden stick into my hand - although it was only a tabula rasa, but judging from the equipment brutality of the past few days, a fool can calculate the value of this wooden stick.

Here I have to talk about some classifications of this world.

Regardless of race, only by category, there are so many kinds of people in this world.

Civilians, the largest number, are generally incapacitated, and they can't fight the forces of hell, but they are the most important, that's of course, the transferee also has a father, and if there are no civilians, the transferee will fall from the sky.

Soldiers, much stronger than civilians, can be lethal to monsters if they cooperate well.

Mercenaries, stronger than soldiers, his strength is between soldiers and transferees, and the same as transferees, they have undergone very hard training, but because they have no talent, they can't be transferred to become transferees, although they can't learn a lot of skills like transferees, but they can already use some suitable equipment, and they have a big advantage over transferees, that is, they are far more numerous.

Needless to say, although the number of people is a little smaller, they are definitely the backbone of the defense against the invasion of hell.

Next are the items, and the items in this world are divided into two main categories.

The first category is everyday items that do not come with any attributes.

The second category is equipment, which comes with attributes and is divided into many different levels.

Civilians can only use daily necessities, such as ordinary pig-killing knives, fruit knives, XX coats, X leather shoes, X leather holsters and the like, the most intuitive is the fur coat I am wearing now, no defense, can only be used to keep out the cold, these daily necessities can not be called equipment at all, because these items do not have any attributes, for example, a strong butcher, take a pig-killing knife to deal with the lowest level, the lowest defense of the sinking demon, at best can only draw a blood mark.

And what can be called equipment refers to those with attribute descriptions, even if it is a tabula rasa, for example: a rusty broken wooden knife with a broken cut, damage: 0-0.1, and the durability infinitely tends to 0.

Yes, as long as there is this damage: 0-0.1, even if it is low, it can be called equipment.

Only these items that can be called equipment can cause relatively large damage to the invaders from hell, and the reason why the transferees are noble is not only because of their powerful skills, but also because of these equipment, only the transferees can use these equipment (in fact, mercenaries can also use it, but the equipment they use is very limited), civilians cannot use it, even if they have enough strength in their hands, they can't play the attributes of the equipment, just like a civilian holding a dark gold top-level sword in his hand, Wearing a full green suit, he is no better than a shirtless man with a pig-killing knife in his hand. And there is also the premise, that is, he is strong enough to hold the sword, and to bear the weight of the green suit.

How did the job changer come about? It's those who have talent, and have been tempered countless times, no matter how strong and agile the spirit body is many times stronger than the civilians, and they can only accept the transfer after obtaining the affirmation of the gods, and a level 7 or 80 transfer person may not be able to use the top big sword and green suit, you expect the civilians to be able to pick it up, you have read too many novels.

The topic is off, because of these factors, civilians are destined to not be able to go to the battlefield, and a job changer is particularly precious, and the equipment used by the job changer is also because of the low rate, and no one can make it, so even if it is a tabula rasa, it is very valuable.

Speaking of the whiteboard, I have to classify the equipment again, from the bottom to the top, in order, there is the whiteboard, blue, gold, dark gold, green, and finally, there are legendary artifacts. Here, I have to once again be strict about Blizzard's irresponsible attitude, and sure enough, the realism of the games it produces is just like its classic sentence: XX games will be officially released at XX time, which is completely unreliable.

Ahem. In fact, I have said so much, just to prove one thing, that is, this seemingly unsightly whiteboard wooden stick is actually very precious, and I really deserve it.

Thinking so, I quickly took the wooden stick, and the speed was definitely not slower than Doug's action of accepting the ring that day, and Doug exclaimed for a while, sighing that there were many people in my generation, and his eyes became attracted to me.