Glora Forest.

"Hiss...it hurts..."

This was Wu Yatu's first thought after he woke up. The pain from the top of his head reminded him of the time when he climbed over the school wall and fell down when he was a child. The pain in his skull was so painful that it almost cracked, and the pain made him gasp.

I touched my head all over, but there were no wounds.

Is the virtual pain setting too high?

This kind of pain is almost comparable to reality, but why is it so painful?

Ten years have passed since virtual game technology matured, and all the rules and regulations of virtual games have gradually matured over the past ten years.

"The pain can only be adjusted to a maximum of level 4." This is a fixed clause.

Level 4 pain is the pain level of a first-degree burn, such as being slapped in the face or being scalded with hot water. Above this level, sleep will be affected.

The pain just now was at least level 6 - being beaten with a baseball bat causing severe bruises, or falling from a height of two meters causing fractures.

He thought this in his mind, and then looked around.

I am in a strange environment, surrounded by a forest, a strange forest.

He can guarantee that there is absolutely no such forest around S City.

I was clearly fighting the boss with my friends just now, but now I am here. It's so weird.

At this moment, he saw a middle-aged man wearing old leather armor appearing in the distance, looking around as if he was looking for something.

"Master Art! Master Art!" The man's dull voice sounded as low as possible.

"Art?" He was stunned for a moment, and then felt a sharp pain in his head.

The pain came a bit suddenly, and it brought with it pieces of unfamiliar images, mixed with my own memories.

After roughly sorting out the extra memories in his mind, he had a better understanding of the identity of this body and the world.

Like many virtual games on the market based on the Western Middle Ages, this world is a world similar to the Western Middle Ages, but with extraordinary power.

Mixed in with the memory of death brought to him by the power outage in the Internet cafe are the memories of a failed heir who lost his father, was chased by his uncle, was escorted by loyal servants, and hid with difficulty until he escaped from the territory.

story.

The protagonist of the story, the unlucky guy, fell asleep when the only guard was looking for food, and died suddenly in the sudden relaxation.

The name of the unlucky guy whose body he took over was Art...

Wu Yatu, no, Art Angus Clauredo raised his hands high to the man:

"Tova! I'm here!"

Art endured the feeling of hunger in his stomach and shouted.

As if hearing his voice, the middle-aged man focused his eyes in this direction, and then saw Art's figure.

After jogging all the way, the middle-aged man came to Art's side.

Only then did Art see what this man looked like.

He is on the thin side, and the old leather armor he is wearing is only a half-length leather armor, which is not enough because it is similar in color to his pants. It looks like a full-body armor. His eyes are very calm, with a hint of joy. There is a long sword hanging on his waist.

, and a small coarse cloth bag.

The guard named Towa took off the bag and opened it in front of Art: "Master, I found some fruits."

Packed in the cloth bag, there were some fruits, blue, and the shape looked like a combination of raspberries and persimmons, which was a bit strange.

In Art's memory, this thing is called Blue Fen Tree Fruit, which is famous for its color and fragrance.

However, it doesn't taste very good.

Tova smiled and showed his irregular teeth: "Master, although it's not very delicious, we can only eat this now. When we get to the next town, we can eat something good."

Seeing Tova's smile, Art sighed in his heart.

In his memory, when he escaped under his protection, he brought nothing of value with him. The only valuable things were probably the worn-out cross sword on Tova's waist and the half-body leather armor with several holes.

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He is no stranger to this. In the ten years since virtual games have matured, various virtual games have emerged, some with exaggerated settings and some that are extremely close to reality.

He has also played games that were completely devoid of any extraordinary force and were extremely close to medieval history.

Compared with the predecessor of this body, the carefree and doting son of the Viscount, he quickly understood the reality.

Art compiled his words and was about to say something.

At this moment, a light screen appeared in his field of vision.

[The main menu is opening...the key file cannot be found and the opening failed.]

[Encountered an unknown error, try to open it again]

[The main menu is opening...the key file cannot be found, and the opening failed.]

[Encountered an unknown error, try to open it again]

[Main menu...opened successfully]

After two failed attempts to activate it that should have responded immediately, an interface composed of five light blue rings successfully appeared in front of Art's eyes.

[Item][Task]

--【Profession】--

【Character】【Others】

This is clearly the virtual online game he played during the period before his rebirth - "The Extraordinary Middle Ages - The Rise of the Mage"

Subconsciously, as if controlling a game interface, he focused on the ring on the upper left.

[The inventory is opening... Failed to open]

[Encountered an unknown error, try to open it again]

[Inventory opened successfully]

After experiencing an error, the inventory was successfully opened.

However, there was nothing in those forty grids.

Art was stunned for a moment, seemed to have thought of something, and immediately closed the inventory and opened the taskbar in the upper right corner.

[The taskbar is opening... Failed to open]

[Encountered an unknown error, try to open it again]

[Taskbar opened successfully]

It's empty again.

closure.

Lower right corner.

[Other columns... Failed to open]

[Encountered an unknown error, try to open it again]

[Other columns are opened successfully]

Empty, the [Friends], [Team], [Recharge] and other buttons above are all unavailable.

Art's eyes continued to rotate clockwise and came to——

[The character bar is opening... there is an error in the data, it is being corrected... it is opened successfully]

Unexpectedly, the character bar did not show failure. After being prompted for data errors and corrections, it was successfully opened.

[Character name: Black Crow (Art Angus Clauredo)

Occupation: Crow Mage (lv1)

Attributes: Strength 0.6, Constitution: 0.5, Agility: 0.7, Spirit: 0.9

Status: Hungry]

Black Crow...that's his game name.

The values ​​on the attribute bar were not the values ​​he remembered as a game player, but a series of numbers that did not even reach 1.

He understands such numbers very well.

That is below the standard value.

What is the standard value? After an ordinary adult develops normally, the lowest value is calibrated to 1.

The body's values ​​are all below 1, and only the spirit reaches 0.9.

Art closed the character bar and stared at the center of the main menu.

【Occupation column】

When he saw that the career level in the character column was only lv1, he sighed inwardly.
To be continued...