Chapter 213 - Self-Acknowledgement (1/2)

Roland pondered the problem in the tavern while waiting for the results of the magic spiders’ search. And in a small town a thousand miles away, Douglas was very depressed.

He climbed up woodenly from the altar of the Church of Life.

How many times was it now that he had resurrected?

The ninth, or tenth?

The black rocky statue of the Life G.o.ddess stood tall behind him, and the bright and beautiful sun could be seen through the windows of the chapel, but he was in no mood at all to look outside.

The excitement of being new to the game three days ago was now worn away by endless frustration.

The game was a good game, a real virtual reality game-it was just too real.

Real enough to make one want to cry.

As a famous person born with a silver spoon in his mouth in Jiang City, he hadn’t believed in virtual reality games. During the time when the virtual cabin was on sale, he was playing with cars, guns, and women, living blissfully, and even put the word out in front of his friends that Penguin Corporation’s virtual game was just false advertising and mostly just a more advanced VR game.

However, he was soon embarra.s.sed.

It upset him, but then it also intrigued him immensely—a real world!

He started to use his connections to buy a virtual cabin from Penguin Corporation but was told there were none left.

He then set his sights on other players, and in the end… No one was actually willing to sell it, even when he bid up to over three million.

In this modern society, no one was stupid.

Who would be willing to sell a device that gave you twice as much time as others out of thin air, unless as a last resort due to an accident?

This was a disguised increase in life expectancy.

Penguin Corporation kept their players’ information very secure, and most smart players wouldn’t just reveal that they had a virtual cabin. Even if it was known and they didn’t want to sell it, there was nothing you could do about it.

His rich friends who acted recklessly all had criminal records.

He didn’t want to follow in his friends’ footsteps.

After waiting for half a year, he finally got a virtual cabin from a judicial auction.

He spent over four million yuan and finally bought it.

Before entering the game, he even asked the veterans of the forums how a Mage should add points.

In reality, he just wanted to use this method to show that he had come to this game world, and as a rich man, he felt that he had the power to change the game’s landscape.

Whether it was his own ability and wisdom, or his ability to dump money.

The veterans all recommended him to use a balanced distribution, but he felt it was unnecessary and declined their advice, directly using the most extreme and special distribution method of full intelligence growth with an extra bit of resistance growth. It was said the only one with these kinds of stats in the entire game was the strongest Mage Roland; the other mages had all changed to the balanced-type method. If Roland can do it, I can do it too. If the others can’t, that’s because they’re trash.

With that in mind, Douglas entered the game and started with his choice of Language Proficiency, as well as Inferior Fireball.

The game was really realistic and he marveled at the power of the new technology as soon as he entered the game.

But the real game also gave him the most realistic experience it had to offer.

Frustration.

Language Proficiency spellcasting failures would directly result in a head explosion, and Inferior Fireball failures would result in a ma.s.sive nosebleed and a violent death.

After three days into the game, he couldn’t even understand what the NPCs were saying.

He even entered a prolonged state of weakness due to too many resurrections.

In a weakened state, even walking felt tiring, let alone casting spells.

Sitting at the edge of the altar, Douglas looked down disappointedly at his palms and lowered