"Dare to ask Lord Ajief, what does this cloud filling port mean?" Hardy asked cautiously.

"Look at the Internet!" Yu Sheng'an prompted.

Hardy was stunned and quickly activated the interconnected ring on his tail finger, and a virtual screen appeared in front of him.

He was about to look at Ajef when a new icon on the main interface of the Internet made his pupils shrink!

What's new to the internet?

When did it happen?

Master Ajefu asked me to watch the Internet, could it be this new feature?

Hardy hurriedly clicked on the new icon.

Suddenly, a stream of information flowed into his sea of consciousness.

"Magic Bank?" Hardy exclaimed, his eyes widened!

According to the flow of information, the function of this magic bank is very similar to that of connected banking.

The difference is that instead of currency, it stores magic!

In other words, the magician can upload the excess mana to the mana bank anytime, anywhere, and store it for later use.

It is important to note that:

When storing mana, the mana bank will automatically deduct 30% of the mana as the storage fee.

There are no fees for withdrawals, and you can withdraw anytime, anywhere.

If different accounts transfer mana to each other, the magic bank will deduct 10% of the mana as a handling fee.

In addition, mana can be used to buy and sell.

In Magic Bank, there is a special section for magic trading, the transaction price is a floating price, and the transaction also deducts 10% magic commission.

Hardy, who had a preliminary understanding of the Magic Bank, was completely shocked by this great creation that can no longer be described in words!

There is no need to dwell on how important magic is to magicians!

However, the number of magic storage props on the market is not only scarce and expensive, but most of the storage magic power is also very limited.

Look at this magic bank, there is no storage limit at all.

What does this mean?

This means that all mages will have a top-of-the-line magic energy storage item!

This means that you don't have to worry about running out of mana when fighting.

You can even buy magic with money, and when necessary, it's like buying life with money!

OMG, this is incredible!

For the cash-strapped magic apprentices, the magic bank will also become a way for them to earn extra money.

"Lord Ajief, this is ...... Is the Magic Bank real?" Hardy asked, his lips trembling.

This is a very perverse sentence!

Because this is to call into question the supreme ruler of the Kervir kingdom, the great god of the Internet.

"Of course!" Yu Sheng'an smiled nonchalantly, "You should understand what the Cloud Charging Demon Port is by now, right? It will act as a bridge between the magic props and the magic bank." ”

"I hope that in the future, all magic steam engines can be connected to the magic bank through user accounts, and obtain an inexhaustible supply of magic power anytime and anywhere!"

Hardy's scalp suddenly tingled when he heard this!

His barren imagination could no longer imagine how magnificent this scene would be!

He suddenly remembered the prayer of the god of the Internet, and couldn't help but whisper:

"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. ”

“...... I will ...... with all living beings Everything is connected! This is the ...... This is...... It's ......"

Hardy muttered to himself, as if he had a concept condensed in his mind, but he couldn't summarize it anyway.

"It's ...... Internet of Things!" Yu Sheng'an added with a smile as if listening to a stammering speech.

"Internet of Things?" Hardy's eyes lit up, and he slapped his thigh suddenly: "What an Internet of Things!"

At this point, Hardy finally understood the concept and meaning of the cloud charging magic port.

He realizes that the golden age of magicians has arrived!

......

......

"Dad, I'm going to help you with the front too, right?" said Elaine, who was only six years old, looked at her father Thomson.

"No, Dad can't take you with him at work, you stay at home and watch online classes, and when you learn ten words, Dad will come back, okay? Dad will bring you a big chicken leg at noon today!"

Thomson, who is in his early thirties, decisively rejected his daughter's proposal.

Hearing this, Elaine subconsciously glanced at the door sealed with countless wooden strips, lowered her head and did not speak.

This scene made Thomson's heart sour, but there was no other way.

He knew why his daughter didn't want to stay at home.

Because a homeless man smashed his door before, fortunately, his daughter made a voice call to him in time, and he also rushed back in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

But since then, the daughter has never wanted to stay at home again.

But he is a person with a hidden disease, and it is already difficult to go out to find a job, where can he still take his daughter with him?

He could only coax and scare his daughter steadily.

Seeing that his daughter didn't speak, Thomson gritted his teeth and left the house.

Before leaving, he carefully locked the doors and windows, and then limped away.

Even in the early morning, Felton was as lively as ever, with the rumbling of factories, the jingling of bicycle bells, and the sound of music from pedestrians.

All kinds of noises, intertwined with the ears.

But none of this has anything to do with Thomson.

He lowered his head and walked on the side of the road, and what lingered in his mind was the pitiful appearance of his daughter.

He doesn't understand, he hasn't stolen or robbed in his life, he treats people kindly, and works hard, why did he end up where he is today?

The wife ran away with the rich mercenary, not to mention;

He was smashed by the cargo and injured his leg, not only lost his job and injured his leg, but also ruined the boss's goods.

In order to compensate for these goods, he worked hard to accumulate a lifetime of money, and almost all of it was smashed into it.

During that time, he didn't know how to get through it.

Later, I watched many people on the forum rely on practicing magic and turned over.

He gritted his teeth, relied on the words he had learned, and groped for it.

The hard work paid off, he actually got started, cultivated soul power, and even magic power.

It's a pity that he didn't wait for him to imagine tomorrow, and when he walked to the gate of the mercenary branch, he was laughed at by countless mercenaries and blasted out of the gate.

It is the popularity of the Internet that has long caused wild magicians to go everywhere.

Grab a random person on the street, who hasn't cultivated magic power?

At this point, Thomson had already made his way to his place of work, a dilapidated and humble tavern.

Thomson, who had just arrived at the tavern, was stunned.

I saw a young man standing in front of the tavern.

A large virtual screen in the shape of an arrow appeared in front of him, with the name of the tavern written in colorful text.

Metallic music came from the young man's virtual screen.

Accompanied by the rhythm of the music, the young man shook his head while waving an arrow-shaped virtual screen, suddenly ringing, suddenly around, the action was very cool, attracting the attention of passers-by.

"Yo, you're here? Look at what a pretense is? This is a pretense!

The beer-bellied tavern owner saw Thomson and shouted with disdain.

"Yes......" Thomson nodded, a bad thought in his mind.

"What is it? Look at you like that, like wood, look at your unlucky face, there are customers who are scared away by you, get out, hurry up!

The tavernkeeper yelled.

Thomson was struck by lightning, and his face was bloodied.

"Boss, don't, I'm ...... I can learn!"

"Learn what to learn, learn your magic, get out, don't bother me with business!"

The tavernkeeper scolded angrily, turned his head and entered the tavern, not bothering to pay attention to the poor-looking Thomson.

When I hired him, I also saw that he offered the least.

Now, since there are young people who want to work part-time, hey, what else does Lao Tzu want you to do?

Thomson tried to plead, but Thomson almost collapsed when he saw the tavernkeeper ignoring him, and the disdainful eyes of the young man next to him.

The pretense was already the most suitable job he could find.

The main thing is the daily paycheck.

The previous indemnity and recuperation had exhausted all his savings, and his current situation was completely like eating this meal without a meal.

So I had to find a daily salary.

He knew that a factory was a good fit for him, and although it took a long time, it was good to sit and assemble parts by hand.

But for that job, a month later, the salary was paid.

Advance payments are not given at all.

It's just that this month's salary is enough to kill him and his daughter.

He's been trying to save money lately.

As long as he saved enough for a month's basic living expenses, he decided to go to work in the factory.

But at this critical time...... The boss fired him?

Thomson didn't know how he had left the tavern.

He walked on the street in embarrassment, his eyes were foggy, and he felt dizzy when he hadn't eaten breakfast.

He stumbled on his feet, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

The footsteps around him were hurried, no one stopped, no one supported.

Thomson shook his head, trying to dispel the drowsiness of his mind.

Before he could recover his strength, there was another loud scolding behind him, and it was the shopkeeper who drove him away as a vagabond.

Thomson had to get up in embarrassment and run to an uninhabited alley in one go, but because of the strenuous exercise and the fact that he hadn't eaten breakfast, he had just held on to the wall, and he was dizzy and fell to the ground again.

It took a while for Thomson to recover his strength, and he struggled to sit up, panting and silent.

He was a little confused and didn't know where to look for a job next.

"Ding Ding ......"

The illusory sound of interconnected social networking suddenly rang in Thomson's ears.

Thomson was stunned, and after finding out that it was his daughter who sent the video, he quickly stood up, arranged his hair and clothes, and then clicked the green answer button.

Suddenly, the appearance of her daughter appeared on the virtual screen.

"What's wrong?, is something wrong?" Thomson hurriedly asked, for fear that the family had attracted another thief.

"Dad, Aunt Virgil is looking for you!" Elaine hurriedly said, and as soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Virgil's voice came from the side.

"Thomson, there's a job that I feel is particularly suitable for you, do you want to hear about it? Simpson knows? They have a coil job, which is to wrap copper wires around parts and take them home to do, and you can wind a dozen of them in an hour with a fast hand, do you want to do it? If so, I'll ask my son to bring you some back in the evening." ”

From the video call, Aunt Virgi can be seen lying on the window, looking enthusiastic.

"Really? Oh, that's great, thank you! Bring me some in the evening, if that's convenient!" Thomson was overjoyed.

"Okay!!"

"Thank you!"

"Thanks, it's all neighborhoods, I'm leaving!" Aunt Virgil smiled and walked away.

"Dad, I'll do it with you at night, if you do it well, can you do this during the day, and don't go out to work?"

Thomson's eyes were hot when he heard this, and he said incoherently: "I'll see if I'll do it at night, that... I've got to work, hang up!"

"Daddy, be careful. ”

"You have to be careful, too. ”

"Toot-"

The video call hung up.

Thomson stared blankly at the crowded streets, took a breath, wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and decided to look for a daily job, which could earn a little.

He thought about it, turned on the Internet, and saw if he could find a job in the local daily group.

As a result, he had just turned on the Internet, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a new icon appearing on the Internet at some point.

"It's ......"

When Thomson clicked in curiously, the flow of explanatory information that flowed into his mind made him freeze suddenly.

He wasn't surprised by the idea of the Magic Bank, but at the fact that magic could be bought and sold.

You know, he's also cultivated magic power?

He hurriedly clicked into the buying and selling interface, only to see a unit of magic power, and now it was 3.2 Internet coins.

And he can naturally recover one unit of mana in three hours, and if he meditates, he recovers even faster.

Thinking of this, Thomson was struck by lightning.

Three hours is equal to earning 3.2 Internet coins for nothing, then 24 hours a day is equal to 25.6 Internet coins.

This money, at most in the tavern to buy a glass of low-quality beer, but if you buy Black Valley, it is definitely enough for a day's food.

Thomson's breath was short, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and uploaded the pitiful amount of magic in his body.

After deducting the handling fee and selling, he suddenly froze on the spot when he saw the 4.2 Internet currency that Dingdong had arrived, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his nose was even more sore.

My Lord, in what language shall I praise you? Thank you, O God, for your gifts.