Perhaps because of the fear of parting, Wang Tiezhu left early the next morning, leaving only a letter to Chu Jiang. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Stinky boy, I'm leaving. You're going to give me a good look after the house, and remember, to do the tasks I've given you. ”

Chu Jiang, who slept until he woke up naturally, looked at the letter left by Wang Tiezhu, sat in front of the window for a long time without moving, not knowing what he was thinking.

People often yearn for freedom when they are restrained by others, and once the person who restricts you is gone, there will be a feeling of loss. Chu Jiang is like this, he seems to have lost his soul during the day, and he didn't even do his daily training.

"Ahhh No, no, I can't go on like this, I'm going to work hard to surprise my uncle when he comes back! Chu Jiang probably felt that this was too decadent, so he suddenly stood up and said with a fierce fist into the air.

Wang Tiezhu grasped the time very accurately, tonight at 12 o'clock is the day of the miracle service, and there is only half a day left for Chu Jiang to prepare, so he has to prepare well.

The first few days of the service was the golden period of rushing to the level, so Chu Jiang wasted his time in order to avoid the problem of food and clothing, so he hurriedly went out and bought himself some quick-frozen food and instant noodles.

After preparing everything, he returned home and began to check the information released on the official website of Miracle.

There is very little information on the official website.,Except for a little information about the profession and race.,There's only information about the background of the game.。 The background material is a long novel, covering everything from the origins of the continent to various wild histories.

Chu Jiang first carefully read the information on occupation and race, and then began to browse through the large amount of background information.

The devil is hidden in the details, and sometimes these seemingly useless background words may be of great help in the game, so Chu Jiang does not rule out reading these "novels" before the game starts.

"Ten thousand years after the death of the gods and ancient creatures, there is once again a tumult in the silent Miracle Continent. On the central road, surrounded by the sea, a large number of different species have been born, and on this land that has reawakened, all species compete to face the cruel laws of nature. In the center of the continent lies a mysterious lake that shimmers with mysterious energy, and this lake, which came to be known as the Fountain of Eternity, is the heart of the magic and natural forces of the entire world. ”......

The time of concentrating on reading the "novel" is leisurely, the time passes slowly, and it is already evening in the blink of an eye, looking at the background information that has only been browsed for more than half of the time, Chu Jiang is a little helpless.

Touching his somewhat restless stomach, Chu Jiang gave himself a night of quick-frozen dumplings, and after a full meal, Chu Jiang began to go to bed to rest.

Although the technology of virtual headsets is becoming more and more advanced, and players will not feel tired even if they are online for days on end, except for the necessary daily food intake, it is still helpful to take a break when they have some free time.

"Jingle bell!! Jingle Bell!! Chu Jiang, who was in a light sleep, was woken up by an alarm on time, and looked at the time It was already 11:50 in the evening.

The miracle server will start at 12 midnight, the beginning of a new day. Although the game hasn't started yet, players can already start creating their own characters.

Chu Jiang lay flat on the bed, put on a miracle game helmet, and his consciousness slowly sank.

"Power on, game port on..."

"Iris scanning is underway, iris lock successfully..."

"Entering the miracle start screen, countdown 5 seconds, the timer starts."

“5！”

“4！”

“3！”

“2！”

“1”

“......”

Chu Jiang only felt that it was dark in front of him, and when he saw the light again, he was already in mid-air, and he stepped on the air so steadily, as smooth as walking on the ground.

The night sky is full of stars, the feet are a large expanse of grassland, the emerald green "carpet" has been spread to the sky, the lonely wind blows through the field, and the whispering sound in the ears is the sound of a whooshing.

Then, not far away, there were bursts of war drums, from far and near, and the roar resounded through the sky. The black curtain swept the earth on both sides, and the dense battle array was like two black torrents colliding together, swords like a forest, and flags were everywhere.

On the left side of Chu Jiang is a Terran war horse riding a steel war horse, a handsome elf with his feet straddling all kinds of beasts, and on the right is an army of undead shrouded in shadows, the two sides are bloodied in the center of the battlefield, and the sound of killing on the field is earth-shattering.

Above Chu Jiang's head, all kinds of dragons and the bone dragons of the undead clan fought together, and the Terran griffin knights who were all over the sky also joined the war, everything was so real, so that Chu Jiang was immersed in it and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Welcome to the world of Marvel, dear player, please choose your race and class before you are born."

The pleasant system prompt sound suddenly sounded next to Chu Jiang's ears, waking Chu Jiang up like thunder.

"It's not a miracle that is known as the most palace-level online game of the century, and this starting interface alone is already intoxicating and can't extricate yourself." Chu Jiang secretly praised in his heart.

As the system prompt dissipated, light and shadow appeared beside Chu Jiang, all of which were model projections of the major races in the miracle.

These projections slowly moved around Chu Jiang, and next to them were also surrounded by small balls of light, and inside the balls of light were small patterns one by one.

Some were a sharp sword, some were a spear that shimmered with cold light, some were a staff with a magic crystal inlaid at the top, some were a giant totem pole, and some were a giant mallet wrapped in blue and white lightning...... These correspond to the professions that the race can choose.

While most classes and all races are available in Miracle, there are some races that can't be employed in certain classes, so choosing a suitable race and class is a crucial step for all players.

It can be regarded as a miracle designer who still has a little conscience, the basic information of these races and professions is available on the official website, and Chu Jiang already knows it.

"Race Lockdown - Terran"

"Class Lock--Swordsman"

"The player's gender is male, and the model is being generated..."

Chu Jiang was very interested in martial arts novels when he was a child, and what he longed for was the life of the freshly clothed angry horse fighting the sword world, so he simply chose the swordsman profession this time.

After Chu Jiang chose his race and profession, the rest of the light and shadow shattered, leaving only one human race light and shadow to reorganize in the halo.

"Whether to adjust the appearance of the game character, the adjustment range is 10% up and down."

The game company has launched a "facelift" service very user-friendly, and it is also a free, safe, and permanent service.

"No adjustments."

"Ask players to name their characters."

"The Central Plains is a little red!"

"I'm sorry, dear player, this name has been taken, please rename it!"

"Sure enough, all the good names have been preempted?" Chu Jiang frowned and thought of another name.

"Sword Thirteen!"

"Player Game Name Locked - Sword Thirteen, Name Available!"

"Please choose a faction, the Miracle Continent is divided into the Orderly Camp and the Chaos Camp."

"Orderly."

"The character is created, please be patient, there are still 3 minutes and 47 seconds left on the server."

As the system prompt dissipated, Chu Jiang's figure had already turned from mid-air to a temple.