Chapter 13 (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The four of them chit-chatted in the cold drink bar for three hours and dispersed at noon. Roland rode his bike back home against the scorching sun in the middle of the day. The first thing he did after he came home was set the temperature of the air conditioner to minimum and let the cold wind blow at him.

After he cooled down, Roland turned on his computer and logged in on the forum again, only to discover that his personal mailbox was filled with private messages. Roland was puzzled to see the ocean of notifications.

Taking a deep breath, he read them more carefully. Most of them were tipping notifications. At first he thought it was a system error, but after checking a few messages, he discovered that he had indeed been tipped, some with one forum coin and some with dozens.

On this forum, the forum coin equaled to money in reality. Every forum coin was about one buck.

All the tips were from the same source, “Roland’s Experience on Inferior Fireball,” which he posted not long ago. He reopened the Spellcaster Section and saw that his thread was stickied, highlighted, and recommended.

He clicked the thread, and everybody was praising him.

“I admire n.o.body but the author of this post. These two forum coins are my grat.i.tude.”

“a.n.a.lyzing spells with mathematical models is truly genius! I’ve memorized your self-detonation nodes in your last attempt and will try it tonight. Here are five forum coins.”

“Inferior Fireball turns into a self-destructing bomb. You’re definitely a promising bomber. I don’t have much money, but here are two forum coins to show my support.”

There were a lot of similar praises. The tips ranged from one to twenty. Of course, most people did not tip and were only here for fun.

Some Warlocks came in and tried to derail the topic, but their sarcastic remarks did not raise much attention and were soon drowned by the praises.

Roland returned to the account center. He held his forehead after a quick glance, because he had more than fifty thousand forum coins and the number was growing. Exchanging those coins into real cash, he would earn about fifty thousand bucks even with the commission charge.

That was his salary for a whole year, and he had spent it on the game cabin. Little did he expect that he could earn the money for the game cabin back by posting his experience in the game.

It meant that thousands of people had tipped him on the forum. Those who could afford a game cabin were generally not poor. After all, the game cabin, which cost fifty thousand bucks, was not cheap.

Roland was happy to make some money, but he had a lot of complicated feelings after the incident. He was not a professional player, and he never thought to make a living by playing games.

He exchanged the forum coins and soon received the money. Reading the text message that informed him of the payment of fifty thousand bucks, Roland chuckled and had lunch downstairs. Then, he rode his bike for a while, and when he was back, he was calm again. The excitement of his bonus was gone.

He played other games for a while, but after experiencing the immersive world, he had lost interest in other games. Even his favorite games couldn’t appeal to him right now.

Time had never moved more slowly for him.