At 3:30 in the morning, Mi Lu looked at the clean refrigerator and felt a little confused. He had been vaguely remembering that he had not done anything during the day, but now he finally remembered it.

He forgot to store grain.

When people are hungry, their imagination seems to be particularly good, and he can even imagine how Xiao Guo is now feasting on his feast.

After thinking for less than five seconds, he decisively picked up his phone and searched for nearby shops.

Although there is nutrient solution in the suitcase, the glue-like thing is too hard to drink and it is not interesting. On the contrary, Grandma Li likes it very much. The old man said that the nutrient solution can fill the belly but not gain weight. It was simply a magic pill fifty years ago. She fantasized about taking a whole box of nutrient solution back to become a rich woman and then opening her harem to soak a man. On the contrary, the instant noodles Milu, which she despised, really liked.

There is only an 8-22 convenience store nearby that is still open. Mi Lu bought 4 boxes of 120 bags of instant noodles without hesitation. The store said that it was delivered in half an hour and needed him to pick it up at the door. It sounded like it was delivered manually.

As a result, the last balance on his card was crossed out, fortunately, the water and electricity bill had been paid one year in advance...

"So is this considered a slap in the air?"

Mi Lu curled his lips, threw away his phone and turned on the TV.

Although the server has only been launched for less than four hours, many game anchors have already demonstrated the novice tutorial for "Twilight Age". There are no familiar faces in it. After all, professional players must maintain a good schedule, at least on the surface, and they cannot be caught by fans. They can start live broadcasts in the middle of the night to play other games, and what a heart it takes to withstand public pressure...

The anchor who was conducting the tutorial seemed to have just arrived at the Knights Manor, and was asked by the housekeeper whether to love fighting or enjoy peace. The barrage reminded him that this is the difference between a combat profession and a life profession.

The anchor chose the former, then opened the battle information panel and obtained the button to switch mode.

The highlight is here.

The anchor who switched to the auxiliary mode exclaimed "Damn" while fighting with the militia. He had a sharp eye for attacking and dodging, and had a very expert style, but this was obviously not his original intention, but was corrected by the system.

In this mode, the secondary attributes are more intuitive. It also verifies the sentence "Combat information mainly affects the auxiliary mode. When the player is in free mode, the values ​​are for reference only."

For example, the anchor’s dodge is 17.4%, which does not mean that it dodges every 6 attacks, but that it can reduce damage by 17.4% after making evasion actions but still being hit, and blocking is similar. The real complete dodge depends on prediction and is no different from real combat.

Only the attack speed is fluctuating, and the panel only gives the upper limit. The specific attack speed is linked to the range of movement, the attack position, etc. For example, punching is faster than footing. The greater the force, the greater the inertia, the less likely it is to retract.

After a simple teaching training, the anchor gets a task to perform regular physical exercises and reward main attribute points. Moreover, differences arise at this time, and exercises cannot be performed at the same time. We must make choices of strength, agility and physical fitness.

It seems that as the training is over, the attribute seems to reach a certain value.

Mi Lu was a little enlightened in a trance that the system arranged this way seemed to completely distinguish between "freedom" and "auxiliary".

Rejecting a tutorial means you need to discover everything yourself and be closer to the real world. All settings are triggered and understood based on the plot.

Acceptance means following guidance and guidance, more like a game, the system will throw everything you should know in your face, so as not to be exhausted.

Players have a variety of preferences, some have hardcore and some have casual sex. It is impossible for one mode to satisfy everyone, so this setting is available... Vilford's move is really amazing.

What about the mage?

He flipped through popular live broadcast rooms and finally found a live broadcast room titled "Master???" in an inconspicuous corner.

This awkward position and confused title aroused his deep curiosity...

Shouldn’t a mage with less than 1% of the people be very popular?

When he clicked in, he understood.

This live broadcast room feels like...indescribable.

The anchor sat in the classroom from the first perspective. From the slightest, he could see about four or five students around him, all of whom were confused and full of philosophical questions about life.

On the podium was a man wearing a mage hat and cloak, writing formula symbols on the light curtain with his magic wand...

His wand is like in "Harry Potter", about thirty centimeters long, and the light dust at the tip of the wand is quite magical.

But this is not the point. The point is that this student was confused when he watched it, just like Mi Lu sitting in front of the TV.

He probably had already been cursed in his heart and wanted to delete the account and start over again, just like all the barrage in the live broadcast room - including the anchor himself - were crazily clamoring questions.

The classroom order is quite good, no one dares to speak, and the anchor explained the reason on the public screen: the last yelling person was already carried away by the instructor's fireball...

Mi Lu was a little sleepy after only one minute of persistence. In the long compulsory education, what he hated the most was mathematics and physics. Now these symbols and formulas can easily make him recall those painful days.

Just then the takeaway arrived, and he quickly escaped.

...

Twenty years ago, before Mi Lu was born, the main force in the short-distance logistics industry was still sending robots, but that year there was a robot self-destruction incident. After that, mid-range and above communities were equipped with instruments that interfere with logistics machines, and the traditional profession of couriers gradually recovered. As one of the few low-threshold professions, the barren salary made many people who would rather receive protection to live in the muddy waters than take a look at it.

When Mi Lu arrived at the entrance of the community, a guy wrapped in hard fibers was moving goods from the car. It turned out to be an electric-driven car. The last time he saw it was in the exhibition hall of the sanatorium.

There were 4 boxes of instant noodles in total, and it seemed a bit difficult for this guy to carry it, so Mi Lu planned to come forward and help.

The footwork training he had been conducting for years made him subconsciously not make any sound even when he stepped on the snow. However, before Mi Lu could get close to the other party, the man turned around and took a step back, staring at him fiercely.

The deliveryman was a girl with a cold face and was covered by most of the fluff from a circle of hats, but her eyes were fierce, like the two wolves I met outside the Ruevil Village. Mi Lu couldn't help but tighten his muscles and almost subconsciously set off his posture.

Well... am I crazy about playing games?

He slapped himself with his backhand, Mi Lu shook his head and said, "I have no malice. You are for me."

He pointed to the box, took out his ID, and projected a circle of three-dimensional images into the air.

"Mi...Lu?" The other party spoke, his voice a little hoarse and his pronunciation was as if he didn't speak often.

Mi Lu nodded, and the other party relaxed his vigilance slightly.

She kicked the box with her feet, stopped steadily at Mi Lu's feet, and piled up a pile of snow.

"Take it...take it away. Remember, remember to praise it."

After saying that, he got into the small truck and left. The noise from the old electric motor was too harsh, and the property robots next to him all issued warnings.

...

The property robot helped to carry things home, Mi Lu walked aside, and curiosity drove him to click on the deliveryman's logistics page, and then saw all the bad reviews, and the content was the same.

"Did you ask werewolf to deliver things? My dogs were scared away."

"The deliveryman is really not a beast to become a spirit? My son was scared to tears, okay?"

"There is no communication throughout the whole process, and even the machine will say 'Thank you for your purchase', right? I hope I won't see her again."

Mi Lu was quite touched and felt familiar. A year ago, their echoes under the news "The meritorious captain turned into a demon, and his extreme emotions harmed his teammates" were also so straightforward.

"Is this a resonance among the same vulnerable groups?"

Mi Lu smiled self-deprecatingly, gave the girl a good comment, and commented below: "You can practice it a few more times before speaking next time, so you won't be so stiff."

...

At the same time, at the 8-22 convenience store warehouse near Bishuiyuan, the deliveryman who took off his work clothes sat in the corner, hugged his legs, stared at the lines of words on the screen, silently muttering Mi Lu's name.
Chapter completed!