After a day of observation, Oster came up with the idea of making money by performing arts. Since those street performers can perform and make money with three-legged cat spells, they have Sa Shu and have excellent skills, how can they hold a golden bowl and ask for food.

He thought of a good idea, found a sign, wrote on it "If you can't fight back, treat depression", and then let people play casually on the street, 10 silver per person at a time.

Using the remaining protective holy arts, Oster was invulnerable and always unscathed. But soon, everyone felt bored and stopped coming. He can only be ruthless, let people really beat, he was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, the ghosts cried and the wolf howled, and the scene was full of chaos; Afterwards, use spells to heal themselves.

The magic is really easy to use, and multiple traumatic injuries can be recovered as before, but it really hurts to be beaten. There is a saying that money is hard to earn and is hard to eat, it is the same in any world, and you have to endure it in order to make money.

After all the spells he had saved were used, Oster changed the sign to "Flag Challenge, Let You Three Hands". Set up a ring to challenge those who look like spellcasters.

With the experience of copying battles many times, he will first let the opponent be careless, then analyze the spell to dodge, gradually exhaust the physical strength of the mana, and finally use the copying ability to fight back, and he can win every time;

Because the scene looks like you come and go, ups and downs, and the viewing is quite good, attracting many passers-by to watch. With the rise in popularity, Oster set up a gambling game for the audience to bet, which made more money and could have several gold medals in one game.

During the fight, the audience talked a lot, such as "This is a well-known adventurer in the neighborhood, who can kill ten wild boars in one breath, this kid will definitely not win." What? He won easily! (shocked)" "This is a genius apprentice from Dalaran, and the staff he is holding has Luo Ning's autograph on it, this kid's good luck has come to an end. What? He actually won again! (Shocked*2)" "This time it's the mayor of the town's son, the one in a hundred Holy Light prodigies, and if there is hope for a knight candidate, he must not be able to ...... What?! Who the hell is he sacred! (Shock*3)" and so on are so boring that the author doesn't want to write about it at all, so he skips it;

In short, in a few days, Oster made a lot of money by using his ability, and he also saved a lot of spare skills. The ring fought non-stop from morning to night, and the audience on several streets was attracted to it, and those professional art groups were swept away.

Looking at the re-bulging money bag, Oster couldn't help but be complacent, thinking to himself what it means to get rich through hard work, there is no one in this world who can compare with him, and he doesn't look at where he came from. Anyway, why didn't you wake up to some gold fingers or something like that in your last life, otherwise you would have fallen to the point of sudden death from overtime.

During this period, the alarm interface often pops up, prompting "low energy" and "please charge". But Oster was so busy making money that he turned it off and didn't care.

Then, naturally, he attracted the attention of his peers. The sun went down that evening, and Oster, who had just closed his stall, was blocked by a group of people at the intersection.

The leader is a tall and fat man, who belongs to the body shape of Kurtilas according to the model in the game. At first, the other party was very polite, and reported that his family was called Silas Cole, and sure enough, he was from Bullars as he guessed;

Silas, who claimed to be the head of the town's hawkers' guild, asked Auster for his name and place of origin, but Oster had no reason to hide it and told him the truth.

Silas said, "Street performers make money by their skills, and to put it bluntly, they rely on their magic. Each master has his own strengths and weaknesses, some are good at arcane creation, some are good at elemental combat, some are good at astral displacement, and some are good at divination and prediction. May I ask you, Master Ao? ”

Oster blurted out, "I'll do a little bit of everything." ”

A person next to him shouted, "Boy, you're not old, and your tone is not small!" Oster was surprised, this is the truth, he relies on stealing to copy, and the other party will steal whatever he uses, but he will do it a little bit.

Silas raised his hand to stop his subordinates, and continued to say to Oster with a pleasant face, "Master O, do you know that performing in Montenegro County requires the approval of the guild first, and you have to pay membership dues. ”

Oster finally understood what the other party meant, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm an adventurer by profession, and I won't stay here for long, and when I earn enough, I'll go to Sentinel Ridge." ”

The stunned young man next to him said again, "There are so many spectators on a street, and you have all snatched up what others don't eat." The money you earn here has to pay protection money here, do you understand? ”

Silas scolded his subordinates, "What protection money, how to talk, we are not that kind of people now." ”

Then he smiled and said to Oster; "Your subordinates are not sensible, and you should bear with them if you say the wrong thing. In fact, the membership fee is not high, only 30% of the income, and it is used to dredge the relationship with the government and the garrison, and ensure that all the performers are well-thought. We are all wandering and helpless craftsmen, and if we don't have an organization, it's easy to be bullied. ”

Looking at each other's red face and white face, and the double reed opera was extremely proficient, Oster sneered, "What will happen if I don't pay the dues?" ”

Silas lowered his face and said, "Then you have to set up a ring, accept all the challenges of the masters on the street, and you will not fall down after a stick of incense, so that you are qualified to perform here." It's not a good choice, though, I can assure you. As he spoke, seven or eight people gathered around.

Oster laughed and said, "I'm a fighter myself, and I have to be paid to challenge me." But this time it's free of charge, so let's go together, I'm in a hurry to get off work. ”

Fat Silas finally stopped hiding it and said with a sinister smile, "Boy, you'll soon regret being so rampant." ”

As soon as he waved his hand, the dispersants who had been distorted by anger rushed up one after another. Unhurriedly, Oster unhurriedly unleashed the spell he had learned during the day, and a white light burst out from all around him, and a chill enveloped the ground nearby;

[Ice Nova, Spell Level 1, Type Cold, Area Effect, Movement Limit.] - Warning: Low energy, recharge immediately. 】

The artist who was frozen immediately chanted the mantra, pulled out the scroll, and began to cast a spell to counterattack. Oster had long expected this, in this world magic is equivalent to murder weapons, one party in the fight has a knife, and the other party has no reason to continue empty-handed;

However, the other party didn't know that in this way, it was completely out of his own pocket to send skills to Oster.

[Ice Spear Technique (Level 1), analysis completed.] Fireball (Level 1), parsed up. Arcane Missile (Level 1), resolved. - Warning: Low energy, recharge immediately. 】

Oster returned his magic skills one by one, smashing them on their backs and screaming. One entertainer said incredulously, "How do you do it without casting time at all, and still casting so many spells at the same time?" ”

Silas shouted from behind, "There are so many of us, he can't take care of every side, find a way to cut him in the middle!" ”

Good guy, just rub it hard. The performers formed a circle, aiming at various parts of Oster at the same time to fire magic bullets, several of which were aimed at the vital private parts, which was really shameless.