At the same time, in modern Europe, Paris, the capital of France, at 21:34 local time.

This beautiful and romantic metropolis is in the midst of nighttime festivities, which have only recently enveloped the entire town of Versailles.

The ancient palace full of glitz and fantasy has been closed for three full hours, and only the occasional flashes of lights in it are still witnessing the legend in it.

Twenty-two miles west of the Palace of Versailles, there is an unpretentious thermal inn that stands alone on the horizon.

A privately run inn, but also a vacation home for members of the Wolf Society, a mystery game company.

Of course, only at the top of the core.

A man in a bathrobe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring blankly into the distance.

The man wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a low ponytail, and a handsome face, even a little neutral, but fortunately, the two thick eyebrows like steel knives added a bit of heroism to it.

The wide bathrobe set off his figure a little thinly.

The man looks like a college teacher in his early thirties, but the vicissitudes between his eyebrows make it impossible to guess his age.

"Aha, I didn't expect the secret to be cracked so soon, your design is really not very good."

A petite girl casually threw the tablet in her hand onto the bed, quietly picked up the last apple on the table, and then began to laugh at the man without hesitation.

The girl wore a brown sweatshirt, the hood of her head was propped up by two tips, and her brocade-like hair was scattered over her shoulders, as if she were a seductive banshee in myths and legends.

The man turned around slowly, his eyes were still blank, but his face was a little helpless:

"Hey, don't change the subject, give me back the apple!"

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"Hint: Coordinator 0701 received a special item, Proof of History (Elf)."

【Historical Evidence (Elf)】

[Item Rarity: Special]

[Evaluation level: Highest level]

【Origin: Berland, Woodland Kingdom】

[Weight: 2.73g]

[Material: Holy Spirit Oak Leaves, High Soul Crystals]

[Possession: Terrans who possess this item can travel to any town in the Woodland Kingdom on the penultimate night of Midsummer Moon to participate in the Dawn Ceremony.] 】

[Condition: Host level reaches the second order]

[Additional: After entering the Ceremonial Hall, the holder will receive a special qualification to obtain the trial of the pre-class template of the Descending Child, and after the trial is successful, they will receive the silver class: Dawn Warden]

[Evaluation: This is an inevitable step to a higher level, although it is full of the temptation of power, but it is still recommended that you think about your own path before using it carefully.] 】

"Hint: Dawn Warden is a prerequisite for the Darkgold class template: Children of Arrival; The Dawn Warden can gain access to any of the Goddess Stones, which will occupy an accessory slot (there are three in total)! ”

"Hint: Due to the great potential of this class, Noah advises the host to do their best to obtain this class template."

"Warning: If the competencies do not match, there will be a certain risk of failure when accepting the career template."

Silver Career Template......

Chu Ge quietly stared at the oak leaf lying in the palm of his hand, and the vitality contained in it was so rich that it seemed to overflow immediately.

"If it can be used as an alchemy material, it will definitely be able to make high-level life elixirs."

For the natives of Orlanca, after completing the first and third baptisms, they can further explore the path they seek through certain special mediums, which is also what gamers call a job change.

In the second tier, players can challenge class quests, and then determine the final class template rewards based on the difficulty and completion of the quests.

Most of the occupations of the aborigines of the mainland are very ordinary, and if you look at it when converted into data, then it is basically the most general white template, and only a few can obtain more powerful occupations.

And most of the players will be better, usually at the Black Iron level.

Chu Ge's initial career template in his previous life was the bronze level, and he could fully afford the word rare.

Until the time of his death in his previous life, Chu Ge had only passed the second baptism of the fourth-order time and raised the career template to the silver level, and there was still a long way to go before the legendary dark gold.

Only those living epics, or the big names who stirred up a party in history, can probably have a dark gold-level career template.

As for the legendary class? Forgive him for being unheard of, and only those gods who have never met him should have this honor.

Chu Ge carefully put away the oak leaves, the dawn festival of the midsummer moon is still a full three months away, the woodland kingdom is located in the northeast of the continent, bordering the Hutton Federation, and the town of Brywell is completely two poles, even if you take a goblin airship, it will take several days.

Although it is not difficult to be promoted to the second order during this time, it is somewhat different from the arrangement in Chu Ge's heart, but since it is a career template for the son of advention, he can only try his best to complete the goal in his heart.

After leaving the chamber, the staircase leading to the bottom was immediately sealed, and even the candlesticks that had been lit in the tunnel were extinguished one by one.

After safely returning to the original fork in the road, Chu Ge took out the golden thorn grass powder that had been encapsulated in the bottle from his backpack and slowly applied it to his body.

Golden Thorn is a low-level ingredient that can be used with many potions, but it also has a special effect, which is to blind the sense of smell of the night plant.

Almost all of the nocturnal species that inhabit here are the lowest ones, not only are they weak in combat, but they also have a serious deterioration in sight and hearing, and they can only rely on their sense of smell to communicate with their own smells.

Perhaps some of the night species are not affected by the Golden Thorn Grass, but definitely not the Dirt Imps in the caves.

The lantern in the backpack was finally taken out by Chu Ge at this moment, and in this dark underground, the white flame beating in the lampshade undoubtedly gave people a sense of peace of mind and tranquility.

The crack looked narrow and dark, at first it could only be just enough for Chu Ge to pass alone, it was still very reluctant, but after walking into it for a distance, the crack began to become wider, and the sound of rushing water became clearer and clearer.

Under the purification of the underground river, there is no strange smell, and the air is unusually fresh.

At the end of the crack, an underground river with intricate channels appeared not far from Chu Ge's line of sight, and along with it, there was a sleeping night seed.

An extremely large number of earth imps!

At least more than fifty Dirt Imps, sleeping in small pits dug along the edges of the walls, reducing their consumption to zero.

This is just the amount that Chu Ge can see in front of his eyes, and as he continues to go deeper, there will definitely be more night seeds that he can see.

With the cover of the golden thorn grass, the night seeds did not react to Chu Ge's arrival, and were still sleeping motionless.

After looking around for a while, Chu Ge successfully identified the correct direction and walked towards the lower reaches of the underground river.

Although the earth imps had poor hearing, he managed to keep his footsteps to a minimum, floating like a ghost.