March 11, 5th year of the federal calendar

I remember that since I was six years old, I have developed the habit of keeping a diary at the request of my family, and it has been nearly 20 years. Probably because of habit, even after experiencing a bizarre event like today, I still forcibly suppressed the negative emotions in my heart and recorded my personal experiences and observations one by one. I don't think if you get this journal and happen to be able to read it, you won't treat it as crazy, because you and I have been through the same thing.

Friend, I was probably dead by the time you read this diary, and I hope that some of its contents will help you avoid ending up with me.

If you decide to keep reading, then I'll be cheeky enough to think you're willing to accept it, and in exchange, I'd like to ask you for a small favor. If...... I mean, if you could go back to our original world, and I want you to bring a message to my family, say I love them, and tell them...... I'm sorry.

My name is Du Qi, I was born in Lishan, Qinguo, I am 24 years old this year, I live in Qingya Valley Community, Fusu Avenue, Lishan City, and I originally worked in a design company. To be honest, my family background is not bad, thanks to the blessing of my ancestors, even if I am not a genius, I don't have a legendary life experience, but my life is quite easy.

Like most young people, gaming is one of my big passions. Just a dozen days ago, I got the game "Tales Under the Stars" for the closed beta.

It's a familiar name, right? From the very beginning of the campaign, it garnered a lot of attention and a large number of loyal supporters, and I happened to be one of them. If you pay attention to the time I took in my diary, today is the time for the playtest to begin.

I vividly remember that the test started at 6 p.m. this afternoon, and I got out of work early despite my manager's murderous gaze, had a hearty meal at my favorite restaurant downstairs, and then sat in front of my computer and tried to log in to the server that wasn't turned on yet.

Then, for some reason, my memories began to blur, as if a fog had suddenly enveloped them. I'm sure it's a clear memory that I haven't forgotten, but every time I vaguely grasp something, it vanishes the next. In the fog that always haunted my mind, I seemed to hear something, and I seemed to see something, but it was just an indescribable blur.

And then I came to this new world.

To be precise, this world may not be very new to me.

I woke up in a bazaar-like place, and the first thought that crossed my mind was to stumble into a medieval movie set with a huge investment, but after a few breaths, I dismissed that stupid idea. There is no doubt that this is a real city, and from my vantage point, I can see towering bluestone walls on all sides, interspersed with towering watchtowers and magnificent gates.

I quickly came back to my senses and turned my attention to where I was. As you can see, most of the surrounding buildings are wooden bungalows, but there are also some extraordinarily ornate stone buildings, with exquisite sculptures and murals, which stand out like a flock.

The sound of chaos in my ears, the bustling crowds in the streets, and the furnishings of the humble shops around me all reminded me that this was a real world.

I looked around and froze for a long time, trying to convince myself that this was a nasty joke.

In the distance, there is also a beautiful white temple, which seems to be located on a hillside in the center of the city, and the architectural style combines the religious divinity with the atmosphere of a castle, as if an ancient nobleman was looking down on his domain. Even people like me, who already have other faiths, are inevitably attracted by its temperament.

Looking at the temple, a name popped into my mind - "Holy Church Cathedral", one of the most famous churches in the world. Her name derives from an ancient legend that an upright inquisitor was calculated by his enemies and that his newborn daughter was led astray and committed an unforgivable crime. The judge had to enforce the law impartially, tearfully sentenced his daughter to death, and then went to Huangquan with her at the execution ground. Legend has it that this inquisitor was transformed into a god after his death, and was revered as the Great God of Divine Teaching, presiding over the judgment of souls.

In this world, all life after death will come to the Inquisition of the Holy God, and the judge will give the judgment under the gaze of the Great God. Eventually, the good people will ascend to the Templar, and the bad people will be sent to the Demon Realm.

At this point in the story, you probably already know what I mean.

That's right, I'm not talking about a real-world religion, but rather the background and art of Tales Under the Stars. At that time, a crazy idea popped into my messy head, this is the world in the game, and where I am located is an independent city-state called Eagle City.

At this point, the chaotic brain calmed down a little, and I began to try to talk to the pedestrians around me, hoping that they would help me confirm or deny the stupid conjecture.

I don't know whether to say I was lucky or unlucky, although I couldn't read the words on the street, but the language of the two worlds was the same. Of course, that's not the point, what really disturbed me was that the way these pedestrians behaved strangely and mechanically, both in terms of facial expressions, behavior patterns, and the way they spoke. As you can imagine, it's like having an incredibly realistic robot standing in front of you, speaking to you in a robot-specific, emotionless tone.

I realized that they didn't seem to be really human, or in our words, so-called NPCs, non-player characters.

The successive stimuli made me extremely tired, and I sat down by a flower bed in the bazaar, clutching my dizzy head in a daze.

After a long time, I decided that if it was just a game, then if I tried to advance the story and even beat it, I might have a chance to go back to the original world. At worst, I was able to get more information in the process, which is undoubtedly a solution to my current problems.

I pulled myself together and began to try to see the world with the thinking of a game, and soon through my consciousness I called up something that could only exist in a game, which was a large panel with complex data that was presented through AR-like technology, and I could find different functions such as attributes, quests, and even maps. After discovering this, the soul of me, an old player, quickly burned, not only forgetting all the unhappiness before, but even faintly excited.

I have to say that the gamified panels give me a lot of peace of mind, especially the e-map, which only reveals a tiny area of the surrounding area, but once you explore it yourself, the black fog that covers the map will automatically dissipate. Another handy feature is my personal space, a magical space where I can turn things on and off at any time.

I'm not sure exactly where these abilities come from, but mobilizing them is by no means as simple as a game feature. Every time I use these abilities, I can always faintly see tiny points of light jumping. I don't know what it is, but my gut tells me that it all has something to do with the strange pattern that suddenly appeared on my right arm.

Well, that's all for today. After experiencing great sorrow and joy in a row, my mental state was not very good, so I simply found a nearby hotel called "Wild Lily" to stay.

This will be my first night in another world, and may you have a good dream.

……

Du Qi raised his hands and stretched his body vigorously, he suddenly remembered something, withdrew his right hand and carefully placed the quill aside. The pen had been borrowed by him from the innkeeper, and the damage was unacceptable to him as poor.

Even though weariness had crept up on the young face, the young man picked up the parchment on the old table, yawned and read the words again. After confirming that there were no obvious errors on it, he snapped his fingers with his right hand and threw the parchment into the irregular round hole that suddenly tore in the air in a gesture that he thought he was handsome.

After doing all this, Du Qi looked behind him with a slight emptiness, and was relieved when he noticed that there was no one there. It was the first time he had used a quill, and the strange touch of the diary made the words on this diary incompatible with the calligraphy. Thinking of his grandfather, who was always behind him in the past, his eyes couldn't help but be a little gloomy.

Quickly realizing that he couldn't always be influenced by negative thoughts, Dozi slapped his cheek with both hands to remind himself not to be cranky. His gaze swept to the other side of the large wooden table, where there were many bits and pieces of large and small objects, most of which were already present in the personal space. On the far left, for example, is a stack of coins of various colors and shapes, which were originally just a gold coin, but after paying for the hotel and dinner, they became a pile of scattered currency.

It was also on this occasion that Duzi was able to understand the structure of the world's common currency.

According to the results of practice, there are five commonly used currencies in this world, which are named gold dollars, silver threads, copper hearts, iron knives, and black stones. In simple terms, the Blackstone Coin is a round coin the size of a fingernail, with an almost pure black surface and occasional small gray spots, which appear to be made of some kind of ore judging by the texture; The Iron Knife Coin is silver-gray, slightly longer than the Blackstone Coins, with a knife-shaped shape and a round hole at the end of the handle, which can be easily strung together with threads; The Copper Heart Coin is a dark yellow regular octagonal coin with a threaded hole in the center; Further up, the silver line coin is a larger, thicker metal coin similar in shape to the Blackstone, with a silvery-gray color and a thin golden line around the corners; The last and most valuable gold dollar coin is a round currency made entirely of pure gold with intricate patterns carved on the surface.

The above five types of currencies are exchanged with each other in units of ten from low to high, and then compared with the prices of the original world, Du Qi roughly converted them. According to the price of two copper hearts for a day of accommodation, and the value of an ordinary dinner is estimated to be one iron knife and five black stones, the purchasing power of iron knives is about ten to fifteen yuan in the original world, and the copper hearts are about one hundred to one hundred and fifty yuan, which means that the value of a gold dollar is even more than ten thousand yuan, which can be described as a lot of wealth.

Raising his hand to record his conjectures on a new piece of parchment, Dozi waved his hand again to collect the pile of coins into his space. Then, he picked up an iron sword on the table and looked at it carefully.

This iron sword looks very ordinary, with a total length of less than a meter and a weight of about a kilogram. As in most games, Dozi is able to see a stat box related to the Iron Sword, along with the stat values identified by the level, as well as a text explaining the origin of the Iron Sword. Obviously, the iron sword came from a forging workshop called "Iron Hand" in the Flying Eagle City. Again, the shield placed on the table shows almost the same message.

Du Qi has always been very interested in these cold weapons, which almost only appear in TV dramas, and even studied swordsmanship for a period of time in college. It's a pity that he is not proficient in swordsmanship, holding a shield in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, and waving it a few times clumsily in the room, although he obviously feels that his physique is much stronger than in the past, but he still can't master them well. Even when he looked at his stat panel, the two pieces of equipment didn't give any feedback.

"Doesn't the equipment attribute stack with the character attributes?" Dozi tried to put the weapon down and put it back on, but there was still no difference in what he observed. "Or is there some other mechanism?"

Without any reference information, Dozi quickly gave up on the tangle and put the equipment back on the table, his eyes falling on the last item.

It was a very delicate pendant, which should have been all silver in the hand and appearance, and at the end of the necklace hung a round badge larger than a gold coin, and on it was carved a knight who had voluntarily placed his head on a guillotine, and the knight held a long sword around his neck in his right hand, as if ready to end his life.

"Badge of the School of Consecration: Nine warriors passed the test of blood and death and voluntarily gave up everything they once had. You prove that you are qualified to be a squire, and you should also bear in mind the principles of knighthood in the future, honor, soul, wisdom, dedication, valor, mercy, humility, justice, and honesty. ”

This is stated in the description of the item.

"Devotion? Wild waiter? Knight? Freely? Duzi lay back on the bed, pinching the badge in one hand and whispering thoughtfully. The hotel's hard wooden bed was uncomfortable to lie on, but drowsiness still came quickly, and his right hand slowly drooped and fell asleep.

In the dream, the young man incarnated as a powerful warrior and led his companions in a fearless charge against the dragon.