It's not for nothing that the library of Mage.com is not popular. The worst thing is a knife and a dog at the beginning. As for you, you have to recharge at the beginning, and if you don't have to recharge, you have to ask for bribes, no wonder a ghost doesn't look like it's about to go out of business.

Tang Shidao suppressed his anger.

Soon sign a contract with the scarecrow to 'borrow a little raw mana to open the training ground, and return two raw mana after training.' All the equipment found in the middle belongs to the creditor, all the items picked up belong to the creditor, and all the treasures found belong to the creditor. If you don't get two points of mana after training, you will repay four points of original mana next time. If you can't pay it back, you will pay back eight points next time' and so on.

While signing, Tang Shidao thought that it would be better for the scarecrow to be cut raw and thinly sliced or stir-fried in scallion oil.

In order to guarantee a pass.

Tang Shidao chose the simplest skeleton training ground. Before leaving, the scarecrow unexpectedly snorted, "Be careful not to die." Then, the scarecrow reverted to his normal form, ignoring everyone. Tang Shidao snorted, knowing that this was not a game, it would really kill people. Nine out of nine people who passed the first level in the mage network died, and many died in subsequent cultivation. There are countless scarecrow clones to work on, and you can imagine how many 'seed candidates' are back online.

Hand-pinched talent spell reincarnated and reborn, Tang Shidao was not worried about death. So this unequal treaty is risk-free, and even gives yourself a chance in vain.

Enter the training ground necropolis.

Before the preparations began, a skeleton had already crawled out of the ground. Tang Shidao didn't want to smash a fireball over, unexpectedly, this time a fireball couldn't kill a skeleton. The main thing is that it didn't get ready, the skeleton was hit in the chest, half shattered, and the remaining half was still crawling.

Tang Shidao kicked the flying skeleton's head, and the bones immediately stopped moving.

No experience.

No gold dropped.

Didn't drop weapons.

The cold wind blew, and a burst of coldness surged up on Tang Shidao's body...... This is no longer the training ground of the Mage Network, this is the real world! Without mana, Tang Shidao could only pick up the stone and smash it at the other skeleton. Stone smashing, bone shattering, no need for fireball attack, and stones on the ground can also kill a skeleton...... It's too real to be true!

Seeing a group of skeletons rushing towards him, Tang Shidao of course ran away.

Pity.

The entire Necropolis is so vast that every inch of land can burrow skeletons. In addition, Tang Shidao's physique is not very good, and he ran wildly while dodging skeletons, and he became tired of becoming a dog after running a few hundred meters. was accidentally pulled by the skeleton, and Tang Shidao was knocked to death by the skeletons holding the shin in a few times. The Arcane Phantom Body floated out, and Tang Shidao immediately felt a call: give up, die, and return the talent spell to the mage net.

"Dead sister, reincarnated and reborn."

Tang Shidao and the other skeletons wandered away or burrowed back into the ground, and a talent spell resurrected them. The mana has not yet recovered, so I can only pick up a shin bone and use it as a weapon. Seeing the skeletons slowly coming out one by one, Tang Shidao didn't wait for the other party to all come forward before he had a fair duel. If you have a head, blowing your head is the right way...... Whack-a-mole at this pace.

A few minutes later, Tang Shidao hung up again.

Killed more than twenty unarmed skeletons, except for a pile of broken bones, not a single gold coin, no experience, not a single piece of equipment. All the skeletons were clean and slippery, and there wasn't a single flea. Since it is the real world, Tang Shidao can also understand that what is invisible to the eye will definitely not fall off in vain, and this is not an online game.

Kill monsters, set fireballs, die.

The boring and boring action continued until the hundredth fireball, and Tang Shidao felt a little different.

The raw mana is still 1 point, and there is no change.

But there are faint signs of upgrading.

Tang Shidao, who had a strange feeling in his heart, wanted to cry a little. Ni Mei's is ten times more difficult than the training in the real world. It's barely a bit of 'experience' to put a hundred fireballs, how many times does it take to level up?

Endured the thought of 'getting out of the training ground', Tang Shidao continued to be boring and farming monsters.

Ten days later.

Fighting is customary, and skeletons can take on a few of them. To put it more exaggeratedly, as long as the skeleton crawls out of the ground, Tang Shidao can tell whether this thing is fat or thin, whether it is a righteous gentleman or a bewitching and cheap spirit. Just one glance at the skull's head can tell if it is natural beauty or plastic surgery. After a few more days, Tang Shidao can basically see from a section of his arm bone: whether this is an otaku or an office worker, whether he is a strong man or a beauty.

If this continues, it is estimated that it will be enough to start a forensic examination.

A thousand times.

After a thousand releases, Tang Shidao felt that his mana limit had increased by 1 point...... Well, equal to half of the debt owed.

Endure the boredom.

I waited for the reply and swiped the fireball a thousand times, but this time the fart didn't rise! Tang Shidao had an urge to smash a computer, if there was a computer. Finding that the fireball was difficult to rise and powerless, Tang Shidao decided to turn into a berserker. After so many days of fighting, I also knew what level the skeleton with only the shin weapon was. With a little more flexibility, it wouldn't be too difficult to knock off the skeleton's head.

No fireballs.

After violently knocking out a hundred skeletons, Tang Shidao's mana limit increased by 1 point.

Strange in my heart.

Keep knocking until you reach 1,000, and the maximum mana will increase by 1 point again to 4 points. Tang Shidao was speechless, no need to guess that next time I want to improve by 1 point, I am afraid that I will knock 10,000 bodies. The broken bones of the cemetery will sink into the mud and reunite, and there will be no shortage of monster brushes, but the task of 10,000 corpses is too difficult, and Tang Shidao gave up this stupid act. Calculate the current upper limit of 4 points: 1 point is temporarily given by the Vulcan Faith, 2 points are in arrears, and there is 1 point left to count it as your own.

Pathetic!

After being busy for so long, the scarecrow only got 2 raw mana points for nothing, and only got 1 point for himself.

I was about to leave.

A skeleton dressed in rags and holding a small staff emerged. Seeing Tang Shidao, the skeleton with a short staff was unceremoniously a fireball shot. After such a long battle, Tang Shidao was already much more flexible, and the skeleton knew what it wanted to do as soon as he raised his hand. With 4 raw mana, Tang Shidao's 4 fireballs easily blow off the skeleton's limbs.

The skeleton fell, and the dead mouth still clicked.

Tang Shidao didn't care what the other party was, he smashed it with a stick, stripped the other party's cloth robe, and picked up a short cane. At this time, it was found that the short staff was actually a weapon and equipment, with 10 points of mana storage and fireball magic. What's even more surprising is that there is a book hidden in the robe of this goods.

The treaty had been signed earlier, and Tang Shidao didn't want to hide it privately.

Back to the Grand Library.

"Don't want the shins, the cloth robe belongs to me, the short staff belongs to me, and the 2 points of primordial mana belong to me. You can roll. "The scarecrow is really a vampire, and he doesn't mean anything at all.

"You don't want books?" Tang Shidao didn't mind, the contract had already agreed on the conditions.

"Not in the terms of the contract."

"What is this book about?"

"Some kind of alchemy test material, you want to learn?" The identification of the scarecrow is free.

"I don't know how to do alchemy. So this thing doesn't work? ”

"You can sell it for money."

"Can you sell it for money?"

The guest officer laughed, nothing can be sold for money on the mage.com. Do you want to be a slave and sell yourself? "The scarecrow is still underwhelming.

"How much is it worth?" Tang Shidao couldn't help but be secretly happy when he heard that he could sell it for money.

"I'll post it and try it. As long as the sale exceeds 2 points, I will pay 1 point for the handling fee. More than 10 points, I want 2 points, which is one-fifth of the help money. "I'm really happy to help people with a scarecrow, even if I force you a little fee.

"Okay." Tang Shidao knew that the mage network had no reason to talk about it.

The scarecrow took it, and somehow released the alchemy manual. With a wave of his hand, he sent Tang Shidao to 'read'. The books in the Great Library are all of the same type: spell merchandise! All spell books here can be bought and sold, as long as you have the money. Tang Shidao looked at it for a while, dozens of books, and was stunned that he didn't understand a word, and the scarecrow explained cheaply: Before I bought it, I couldn't understand these books.

Tang Shidao resisted the urge to smash his shin bone, took a copy of the 'Healing Technique' and put it on the table, waiting for the results.

After paying 2 points of debt, there are still 2 points in itself.

The treatment technique can be bought at just 1 o'clock, and Tang Shidao naturally won't miss it. The scarecrow looked like you had chosen a scumbag, but Tang Shidao smiled...... There is a cure-all technique on Earth's Emperor Star, and patients all over the world have to call me Daddy.

"5 o'clock, you're in luck." The scarecrow was unfazed and unpleasant. It has seen countless unlucky ghosts, and it has also seen countless lucky ones: "I took it away at 1 o'clock." ”

"Hmm. I bought this and low-level Transfiguration. Tang Shidao nodded.

"Benefit 2 points." The scarecrow has always been kind to those who have money to trade: "A word of advice, low-level transformation does not increase strength. If you prefer melee combat, it is recommended that you save some money before choosing it, for example, 'Werewolf Transformation' is worth 5 points. ”

"Thanks for the advice, I'm measured." Tang Shidao just wanted to leave quickly.

I've been around skeletons for so long, and I'm about to suffer from 'gaming allergies'. At this time, Tang Shidao felt: Compared with otaku, the mage is the ultimate dead house. After only playing a 'game' for a few months, is there a more homely profession than this?

Leave the Mage.com.

It happened to be the next day to wake up. Skeletons that have been fighting for months don't know how to calculate time. Seeing that the dormitory classmates had not woken up yet, Tang Shidao rushed into the toilet, closed the door tightly, and carefully cast the primary transformation technique. In the blink of an eye, a two-meter-tall, child-haired and childlike man appeared. Clenched his fists, Tang Shidao felt that his strength had not increased by a point, nor had he weakened by a point.

The primary Transfiguration technique is really good, and it doesn't add any power at all.

"Daoist, are you dead inside? Get out of here, my tank is about to explode. Outside the door, Tang Shidao's sworn friend Lei Dazhuang was roaring, full of temper that if you don't come out, I'll pee on your bed.

Tang Shidao changed back to his original state, took a towel and walked out.

"Hey, I picked up the money last night, and I smiled cheaply?" Lei Dazhuang didn't close the door either, he pulled down his pants to release the water.

"I'm in a good mood, okay."

It's hard to get started.

Now, I've opened up the situation...... At least in the Emperor Star can be mixed.

"I don't have money, my sister doesn't have it, my studies are poor, and my body is still thin, why are you in a good mood?"

“……”

Hearing such reasoning, Tang Shidao was speechless for a while.

"Did you see your beloved goddess?" Lei Dazhuang looked curious about the baby's appearance.

"Hmm." Tang Shidao is also a person who is afraid of me myself.

"Taoist priest, listen to my brother's advice." Lei Dazhuang patted Tang Shidao on the shoulder, and said seriously: "With your thin figure, the ability to have zero skills, and your wallet that can't even feed mosquitoes, do you still want to fall in love?" Give it up, boy, you can afford to inflate. ”

"I didn't say pursuit."

"Not chasing the best. Study hard and try to find a good job in the future, so that you can at least add some money to your beloved goddess. "Lei Dazhuang is very good at comforting people.

Really, not lying.

So his friend is only one Tang Shidao.

"I'm going to train my body." Tang Shidao was defeated and retreated. With the healing technique, you can start practicing wildly.

"Go, go, practice. Otherwise, in the future, the hole will be halfway to the end, and you will be embarrassed. Lei Dazhuang waved and continued to go back to bed to catch up on sleep.

Tang Shidao was not wrong.

I only wondered in my heart, after so many years of getting along, why didn't I chop this bastard and fry green onions? Also, is this product related to the scarecrow, why does it have an urge to 'want to strangle him as soon as he speaks'?