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After arriving in the dark forest, I took a short rest.

I didn’t spend much time on fighting along the way, but my level was still decent enough to reach level 6. How could I be more efficient?

5 skill points, except for 1 Firestorm learned, the other 4 are saved. I am hesitant about how to distribute them. To be honest, I don’t actually need to learn too many skills. I can think about it slowly. After considering the loss of skill variation,

Which route is more suitable for you?

I’m not bragging, just relying on level 1 fire storm is enough for me to pass through the entire first world. This is the confidence of a former top player in the world who is not obsessed with it at all.

There are 25 attribute points. Except for a very boring night, I randomly added 10 points of physical strength, and there are still 15 points left that have not been allocated.

It seems like I have returned to the time when I was a fool who accumulated a bunch of skill points and attribute points and watched them happily every day.

However, I really don’t need it. The weapons on hand are still the wooden stick and the round shield, the cloth armor is still the original cloth armor, and the hat and leather gloves have not been changed.

That's right, walking all the way from the Cold Plains, I only lost one piece of equipment.

What equipment?

A whiteboard dagger with the prefix "rough" and an attack power of 0-2 is really gratifying.

Maybe God finally listened to my accusation. When I was wandering around in the eerie dark forest, I accidentally found the tree-top wooden fist.

I just regret that I am not at level 12 yet and cannot learn to summon ghost wolves, otherwise I will have to have a revenge in my dream.

Of course, I didn't let it go easily. Finally, I killed the first mini-boss after coming to the dream test. Finally, I, an African chief who makes a living by hunting and drinking blood from raw materials, gained my first piece of blue equipment.

If the mini-boss doesn't even give me a piece of attribute equipment, that's really unreasonable.

The identification scroll that had been gathering dust in the inventory for nearly a month and was about to grow moldy finally came into use. I patted the one-handed ax with tears of emotion and got a +2 strength attribute.

So-so, anyway, the attack power of the one-handed ax is 3-6, and it also has a strength bonus, which is much better than the white wooden stick in the hand, so I changed it.

In addition, there was a broken gem, three bottles of potion, a small pile of gold coins, and a piece of white leather boots dropped by Shutou Muquan's follower.

More than a month after entering this challenging world from scratch, I finally said goodbye to the days without shoes.

I don't know whether I should be moved or sad. In short, the tiger's body was shaken and its eyes shed tears.

By the way, I have to talk about the gold coins. Evelina is always very thoughtful in strange places. In the original world, gold coins can be turned into gems through unscientific magic alchemy. Here you can

Without such an unscientific mage, there would be no way to spend the gold coins.

In order to prevent me, a miser, from treating gold coins like dirt, it adds two superfluous functions.

The first is the automatic pickup of gold coins, which can automatically recover gold coins within a certain small area. The second is the virtualization of gold coins. That is to say, the originally heavy 10,000 gold coins have become a bunch of gold coins in the corner of the property bar.

The numerical value is a 1 and six 0s, followed by a symbol in the shape of a gold coin.

Okay, I don’t want to complain about anything, I just don’t know why Evelina has to be obsessed with gold coins. Could it be that she wants to restore everything in the real world as much as possible?

Since the gold coins are useless, just set them so that they won’t explode. Anyway, the whole world is woven by it. Isn’t it easy to do this? Rather, it saves a little trouble. Why bother so much?

, superfluous?

So how can ordinary people understand the idea of ​​a sword, especially a salty fish sword that buries the lower body and seems to be shameful?

Forget it, it didn’t cause me any trouble anyway, but it cured my obsessive-compulsive disorder. To be honest, even if the gold coins in the test world are useless, it would be unreasonable for me not to pick up gold coins when I see them all over the floor.

Painfully, these two features of Evelina are great.

In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed. After careful calculation, seventy or eighty days have passed since I came to this dream test world, nearly three months.

I can only say that Evelina is really awesome. She originally thought that two months would be the limit. Recently, before going to bed every day, she thought she would wake up in the real world when she wakes up.

However, when I opened my eyes, I saw the familiar scenery and the familiar rookie adventurer myself.

It's been seventy or eighty days. If converted into a time ratio, it is equivalent to slowing down time by more than a hundred times, close to two hundred times. For me who can't even do it ten times, this is simply shocking and admiring.

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I already...miss the girls a little bit.

However, if Evelina thinks that this is a test of loneliness and loneliness, then it is too naive. It only lasts less than three months. It is common for adventurers to experience it once in two or three months, and it is possible in half a year.

, even in extreme cases, eight months, ten months, or one year.

Like Sister Sharna, how long did you stay alone in the cow pen? I'm afraid it was not just one year, but two years. Naturally, I can't compare with Sister Sharna's iron will. I need the girls, my

Spiritual support, I can see them from time to time, be with them, and gain the power of their gentleness and smiles.

But when it comes to the ability to endure loneliness, among all adventurers, I dare to shamelessly claim to be the best.

Thinking of this, I flicked the toothpick on the tree branch I was biting, sat up, and looked up at the huge, thick gray wall in front of me. The dilapidated and majestic relief of the Angel of Salvation on the outer wall looked very familiar.

That's right, this place is already a monastery. It took nearly three months to finally arrive here from the cold place. Miraculously, I didn't get lost all the way... Ahem, no, it was a technical error just now. I accidentally picked up the wrong script.

I memorized the wrong lines. Please allow me to recite them again. It should be normal. I didn’t get lost along the way, except for wandering around in the dark forest and underground passages for a little longer.

It took a lot of time, but there was nothing I could do. I could fly before I lost my power, but now I can’t even spiral into the sky. Naturally, I can’t ask too much. For a rookie adventurer, I can fly in less than three

It took a month to fight all the way from Rogge Camp to here. It cannot be said to be a miracle, but it should be shortlisted for challenging the world record.

I originally wanted to rest for a while, but the growing longing made me stand up, pack up the tent, extinguish the bonfire, and walk towards the monastery gate not far away.

If you are this far away, don't climb over the wall. This is the dark world, not Persian monkeys, not the mysterious grassland, and not the Unparalleled Creed.

Generally speaking, there will be a group of powerful monsters blocking the door on the high steps in front of the monastery gate. Why am I so skilled? Thinking about Vilas's father, I haven't had a chance to meet him yet.

You will know exactly how your father-in-law fell.

Evelina is very dedicated. Without missing this point, dozens of giant advanced beasts, Yati, use their thick and tall bodies to block the way into the gate. The most important thing for the family is

The neat formation made me feel the long-lost enthusiasm, as if I was walking into a famous street. African girls with thick body hair on both sides of the door were waving enthusiastically.

Master, come in and have fun together.

Not going in, not going in, not going fast, not fast, I quickly waved my hand.

Then these girls suddenly became ferocious, turning into rough men like gorillas, chasing them with fists waving.

One or two... There is no mini-boss in this group of Yatiri. The leader is an elite. Its attributes should be particularly fast and particularly strong. As a projection of the first world, it can have two elite attributes, and its combat power is already very good.

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Of course, if you are in the third world, or in the hell world, there will be a series of elite leaders and demon lords with special attributes that are longer than the names of the nobles. They are as numerous as dogs, so it is difficult for a lone ranger to mix. If you encounter

If the monster's attribute just restrains your ability, you can only run away. If you can't run again, you can only fight with wits and courage. What if your brain is not as good as the monster... Well, don't embarrass me, such a lone ranger.

Can you really survive to the third world?

Do you want to talk to me? Come on, come on, I have something nice to show you. Have you seen a fist as big as a casserole?

Killing these yati and arranging the bodies neatly together, they all said that the most important thing for a family is to be neat and tidy. Can this be considered as another revenge for my father-in-law in the dream? If I tell Vilas, she said that she

If you thank me in your dream, what kind of expression should I show?

Damn it, my little dog can't be that sharp-tongued and naughty.

Elite Yati dropped a short bow. I had every reason to suspect that this was Evelina's bad taste. But I finally had a long-range weapon to use. Thanks to my frugality, I picked up several barrels of arrows that dropped before.

arrow.

Load the arrow, draw the bow, aim, the arrow sizzles, cuts a straight trajectory in mid-air, shuttles swiftly, and hits the angel's eye on the relief.

Hum, the sword is still young... No, it should be said that I am no longer the archery idiot I was when I first met Sister Sharna.

Although what I wanted to shoot just now was actually the angel's lower third, ahem, I haven't drawn the bow for a long time, so the mistake is reasonable. Anyway, shooting is not shooting. Cat sucking can also be made into a shooting game.

After shooting a few more arrows, I felt I had regained some touch. I nodded with satisfaction, put away my short bow, strode into the monastery, walked left and right in the huge, maze-like corridor, and killed the enemies blocking the way.

After going a certain distance, I stopped and looked around a few times like a thief. No one was there. I immediately slapped my palm twice and quickly climbed to the top of the cross on the roof of a church. I squatted down and looked around to overlook the point.

get, a leap of faith... No! There is no straw pile down there!

Forget it, let’s stop the self-complaining and prepare to take the wrong path.

What I am looking for is the angel statue in the main square of the inner cloister. Yes, it is the sacred and solemn angel statue with a pair of unusually large white wings.

It is so tall, much higher than other church and temple buildings, that under normal circumstances, you may be able to see a trace of it even in Taymor Heights.

Unfortunately, this is just a possibility. Perhaps it is to create a mysterious effect of being surrounded by clouds and fog. The monastery is built on a high place and is shrouded in fog all year round. It is like a hidden barrier. Even if you come to the entrance of the monastery, you cannot see it.

To get to the angel statue, only when you come to the inner corridor and walk to the main square will you be shocked by its huge, majestic and sacred figure that seems to have suddenly arrived.

Standing high up in the building, I vaguely saw the blurry outline of an angel. I snapped my fingers and jumped along the roof. Even so, it took me several hours to successfully enter the inner corridor and reach the place where the statue is.

Grand Plaza.

No matter how many times I watch it, it's always so shocking, and...it seems like I've seen a little more than before?

I scratched my head and didn't pay much attention to it. After all, more than ten years had passed, and based on my memory, I probably couldn't remember exactly what it felt like at that time.

After looking back for a few times, I logged in to the teleportation site. Then, I strode deep into the square. Right in front of the statue was the center of the entire monastery, the main hall of the cathedral.

What will be inside? To be honest, I'm a little bit looking forward to it. According to Evelina's urine properties, she definitely won't give me a little ghost.

Even so, with this realization, I couldn't help but get a little excited, quickened my pace, and pushed open the church door, which was as tall and heavy as the gate of the city wall.

As if stepping from the light into the darkness, the light stopped at the door. The interior was empty, gloomy and quiet, like a secret room for punishing prisoners. The rows of magic braziers burning on the arch pillars were completely incapable of lighting, which further enhanced the atmosphere.
To be continued...