"Whew...... Whoop......"

The rapid and heavy wheezing made the boy's lungs dry and hot, and every time he swallowed the air, it was extremely painful.

But the boy still ran desperately, and the physical pain could not hide the ecstasy on his immature face.

The slum floor was wet and slippery, and when you stepped down, mud mixed with some substance squeezed out of the toes, so that the toes could not grasp the ground.

He fell and fell into a, and his whole body was very dirty.

But he didn't hesitate, got up and ran away again.

He finally ran to his destination.

It is a narrow alley lined with shantytowns made entirely of stones, wood and hay.

In the seemingly small place, there are countless houses stacked on top of each other, and every winter the snow will crush one or two.

In the narrow aisles, people come and go.

"Whew...... Whoop......"

The boy put his hands on his knees, gasped for a few breaths, and when he had recovered a little more strength, he shouted hysterically, "Great news...... Whoosh...... Theodore the Great Wizard said...... From now on, all of us will be able to practice magic!"

With the hysterical shouts of the teenager, the shanty town fell silent.

Countless people came to see it.

After a breath, laughter spread throughout the shantytown.

"Hahaha......"

"Mud baby, I stole the mercenary master's money again, and I was beaten stupid, right?"

"You melon baby, make fun of us, don't you?

There was all sorts of laughter and scolding from the shantytown.

"Really...... I'm not lying!"

The young man was dumbfounded, and his face, which was already red from running wildly, became more and more red.

"Don't run out if it's okay, do more work for your mother. ”

"It's just that I know how to steal chickens and dogs all day long. ”

The neighbors reprimanded.

"I don't, these are true, Lord Theodore said it himself in front of the magic tower!" the young man jumped to his feet in a hurry, he tried desperately to explain, but no one believed him at all, who made him bad?

No, it should be said, what he said, is ridiculous.

Magic has always been practiced only by noble lords, how can they be qualified to learn it?

The ridicule of the neighbors made his mother rush to him in a rage, pick up his ears, and drag him home.

Along the way, the young man saw the second grandfather and grinned at him with his old yellow teeth, Uncle Bucktooth threw sundries at him, and the beautiful aunt was lying at the window in disheveled clothes, giggling at him.

The boy was in a hurry.

He suddenly became wise and cried out loudly:

"From the great being of the blue star, you are the master of language and words, you are the pioneer of the Internet, and under your protection, I will be connected with all beings. ”

The voice fell, and a scroll that radiated a glowing light appeared in front of him.

At this moment, the laughter in the alley came to an abrupt end!

......

......

The deserted courtyard that was temporarily requisitioned as a school was densely packed with people.

If you look closely, almost all of these people have rough and dark skin, and they are dressed in sewn and mended linen clothes, so dirty that they haven't washed for I don't know how long.

Apparently, almost all of them were from the low-level civilians in the vicinity.

At this time, the scene is as chaotic as a vegetable market.

The children crowded in front, and the adults stood in the back, showing their yellow-orange teeth, spitting and chattering.

"Old Caitou, are you here to read and write?"

"Yes!"

"Let me tell you, at our age, it's not easy to learn magic!"

"Hey, who have ever thought about magic, I just wondered, can I learn to fight spirit, strengthen my body, and work well! ”

"Yes, I also heard from the literate people in the village, I always thought that the empire was the emperor and the city lord and the mage, but I didn't expect that there were so many doorways. ”

The adults chatted about the actual content, but the children were arguing about who was more powerful!

"The Law God is the most powerful, our empire, the most powerful are the three Law Gods!"

"Fart, the most powerful thing is the god of the Internet! he's a real god. ”

"The Dharma God is also a god! He is the most powerful of the magicians, even more powerful than Master Gambilin!"

"Anyway, the god of the Internet is the most powerful. ”

"So what do you think the god of the Internet will do? Will he control the flames, will he summon ice picks, will he make holes in the earth?"

"He'll ...... He will get the Internet, and if you have a kind of you don't want to use the Internet!"

"That's right, there's a kind of you don't want to go to the Internet, don't go up and learn magic. ”

"All the magic on the Internet is the god of the Internet, and he must be the most powerful. ”

When a group of children were arguing, someone suddenly shouted "Silence".

"Silence, silence, the teacher is here!"

With the exclamation, the courtyard, which was noisy a moment ago, instantly fell silent the next second.

I saw a young man with a proud look on his face, walking onto the podium made of stone.

He looked at the untouchables below with disdain, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that teaching was a formal establishment, and he could enjoy a stipend and two hundred points per month on the Internet, he wouldn't have come to teach this group of untouchables!

However, when he looked at the awe-inspiring and longing gazes of the untouchables, a little vanity suddenly arose in his heart.

I thought to myself, it might be a good choice to come and teach, at least it was much better than being called like a dog in the City Lord's Mansion.

......

......

Under the canopy of the Silver Star Tree, an old couple carefully spread out the envelope that the mercenary brought by the way.

It was a letter from my son.

It's been a rare letter for the first time in two months, but there is only a lone piece of stationery in the envelope.

The letter paper is not written as usual, but on the contrary, it writes something about "interconnected magic".

To tell the truth, if it weren't for the master mage in the city, who sent people along the streets every day to shout propaganda, the old couple would be afraid that their son would be bewitched by some evil god.

"Our baby has sent the soul number!"

The old man shouted to his wife with a face full of surprise.

"What?

"It's my number on the Internet...... Oh, you don't understand, you wait!"

The old man explained, and slowly read the prayers recorded in the letter, which were also the words that the old master had sent to propagate in the past two days.

As he chanted, the Internet's iconic illusory scroll unfolded in front of him.

The old man followed the instructions in his son's letter, and it took half an hour to add his son's account.

When he repeatedly confirmed that the number was correctly entered and clicked the OK virtual key, it only took a few seconds for the Internet to feedback that the other party had agreed.

Without waiting for the old man to figure out what to do next.

A small piece of illusory parchment pops up on top of the Unreal Scroll.

On the parchment was his son's unique soul mark, and below it were two text choices, one "Refuse" and one "Answer".

The old man clicked [Answer].

Suddenly, a voice appeared, and his eyes blurred.

"Father, is that you?"

"Ah, is it a baby?" The old man didn't speak, his wife grabbed him and raised her voice in surprise.

"Mom, it's me. ”

"Oh, where are you, why can't I see you?" the old woman hurriedly shouted, turning her head to look around the courtyard.

"I'm in the port of Campo!"

"Ah, you're still there? Then why does your voice sound like it's in the yard?"

"Hahaha, Mom, this is a voice call of the Internet Magic, in the future, we can talk every day!"

"What? Internet Magic, isn't this something that the Master Mage talks about every day?"

The old woman looked at her wife, who replied, "Isn't this what it is?"

The two old men and their son were amazed by the interconnection magic for a while, and after a while, they changed the topic and cared about their son's work.

Knowing that his son was doing well with Old Bert, and had even started to try to practice magic recently, he had condensed his soul power, and he was praised by Old Bert, and the two old men were very happy.

"Mom and Dad, let's stop talking, I'm going to work, let's talk in the evening, by the way, remember to go to the magic prop shop, order an interconnected Mithril ring, it's too short to log in with prayers. ”

"Okay, okay, you go quickly, take care of yourself, don't save money, buy some meat to eat. The old woman stretched out her head and shouted at the call interface, for fear that her son would not hear it.

"Hey, I got it, Mom. ”

Honk!

The call ended, and the parchment that appeared on the virtual reel disappeared, and the two old men stood in place for a long time.

After a long time, the old woman wiped the corners of her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Old man, how do you say the god of the Internet should be sacrificed?"