Chapter 19 (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

On the village road, Roland looked at the magic staff in his hand.

Magical items were very expensive, but Falken still gave him the staff. Was it a reward when his intimacy with the NPC surpa.s.sed a certain threshold, a prerequisite of a certain quest, or simply a choice that Falken had made as a human being?

Roland’s puzzlement was quite understandable. After all, he was now in a game.

According to common sense, since he was in a game, the item should be related to a quest.

Yet, Roland felt that it was not so simple. Both Falken and other people in the village impressed him as living souls with their own emotions, instead of NPCs. Although they were merely artificial intelligence according to the promotion of the game, Roland did not feel that they were any different from real people.

Was he really in an immersive game?

Or was it a real world with human beings in the flesh?

Those people even had their own languages, customs, and history.

Could a game team have come up with so many things?

Roland found it unlikely. If they were capable of that, they could’ve been hired by think tanks to infer the history and future of the whole world.

It was extremely sophisticated stuff.

Yet, the window of the system popping up before his eyes convinced him that he was only in a game.

Name: Mini Sapphire Magic Staff (Excellent)

Attributes: Casting Concentration +2, Magic Power Regeneration +1

Introduction: A rather common staff, but can be used for a lifetime if maintained properly.

Then, he looked at his own body, and another translucent window popped up.

Name: White Magic Robe (Excellent)

Attributes: Magic Power Regeneration +2

Introduction: An unattractive long robe, which is likely the very first gear for apprentices.

Roland sighed. He did not know how other players viewed the NPCs in the game, but as for himself, he could not consider the human-like NPCs as experience for him to level up as he did in other games.

However, it was not a problem for him to kill the bizarre wildlife.

The maple forest was right up ahead.

Roland looked at his staff and his longsword. Taking a deep breath, he walked into the forest slowly.

As he pressed deeper and deeper, the woods became dimmer and dimmer.

The quiet here was occasionally interrupted by the chirping of birds from unknown corners.

Roland stepped on a thick carpet of rotten leaves, which crackled under his feet.

He smelled a strange smell of fermentation.

Despite knowing that he would be resurrected if he died, Roland inevitably felt scared in such an environment.

He walked forward prudently and stayed on full alert. Even the tiniest noise would make his heart palpitate. He looked at the sources of the noises, and they were mostly caused by uncanny creatures.

This special feeling of fear and antic.i.p.ation reminded him of Resident Evil 2, which he played when he was seven.

It was both thrilling and enjoyable.

After another three minutes, Roland noticed white, broken spiderwebs at the bottom of the trees around him. He also heard the rattling sounds from ahead, as if someone was churning leaves with sticks.

It must be the giant spiders.

Roland squatted and took a soft breath.