The experiment didn't go well, and the level jumped too much from the giant ant acid to the acid of the bipedal wyvern. Mentor Luna is also only a junior alchemist, and even with the assistance of Charles, the female dwarf still has no choice but to declare the experiment of improving the acid bomb a failure when she runs out of materials.

By the time Charles left the alchemy shop and walked through the civilian quarters, it was probably past ten o'clock in the evening.

The status of a senior alchemy apprentice is equivalent to a senior technician, so the charr is considered a white-collar income class in both the aboriginal group and the player group. His potion works were sold in a small alchemy shop, and at least twenty or thirty gold coins were recorded every day.

It's not entirely a merit that the game is made too realistic, because Charles was already grumbling in protest when he was busy experimenting. He dragged his weak steps and went straight to a tavern in the civilian area.

"Double toasted sausage bread and a glass of stuffed golden sand."

Monopolizing an empty table and chairs, Charles said loudly to the waiter at the counter.

The tavern is secluded, and the owner is a halfling who used to be a powerful adventurer. More than half a month ago, Charles accidentally discovered this place, and after a while, he also figured out the mystery in the tavern.

Delicious food, good wine from all over the northern continent, and of course, intelligence from an organization called the Flame Dagger. This needs to be exchanged with gold coins.

Halflings are mostly hedonists, and their cooking skills are commendable. Charles was very pleased with the dinner. He wiped his mouth with the padded napkin on the table, and then walked to the corner of the tavern under the gaze of the other customers in the tavern.

A male wanderer with a pair of daggers strapped to his waist and a cloak in leather armor rests against the wall with his eyes closed. Hearing the sound of sitting down, the wanderer opened his indifferent eyes.

"What do you want to know, Holy Presence?" His voice was sharp and cold.

Charles threw out a small bag of gold coins and said in a deep voice, "I know you have collected all the information of the Cormier nobles, but I only want to know how Kathy Carroll is doing. ”

The Wanderer took the bag and weighed it, then smiled and said, "Of course there is no problem, Holy Presence. ”

Ten minutes later.

Charles walked out of the tavern with a few scribbled pieces of stationery.

Cathy Carroll is a noble girl he met in the Grand Library of the Royal Capital, and she lives in a mansion at the very edge of the aristocratic district with a few old servants, but she seems to have been in trouble lately, and she hasn't seen anyone for a few days.

"I'll go over tomorrow and see ......," Charles thought.

The information of the 'Flame Dagger' doesn't say what happened to Kaith, the Carol family is now only a lone seedling, and the power is not as powerful as the rich merchants in the lower regions, and the 'Flame Dagger' has not organized people to monitor Kaithy in real time.

It was late in the day, and Charles called out the 'exit game' option, and was about to click on it, when a carrier pigeon suddenly landed on his shoulder.

Dawn players can't communicate with each other in real time, and there's no chat channel embedded in the game, so there's a bit of a retro way of communication between players. Charles took the letter from the pigeon, opened it and looked at it, a smile on his lips.

……

Susar.

Suburbs.

At an intersection, two or three hundred players are gathering. Torches held high by players illuminate the wilderness as bright as day, and noisy team shouts echo far into the night sky.

"Hey, Zhang Ze, can you really call a priest?"

Around the boulder on the side of the road stood an ordinary adventurous team, led by a plump female warrior with a two-handed sword. Her long fiery red hair was scattered over her half-body armor shoulders, and her blue beauty glanced at Zhang Ze, who was dressed in gray and black robes.

"Sister An Ying, you know that person too, my roommate, Charles." Zhang Ze's game name is 'Hellfire Method', and the second middle school is full of breath, unlike Charles who uses his real name.

"Charles, that nerd from the Chinese department?" A slightly shrill voice. The speaker was a wanderer of the team, short in stature, with a hint of disdain in his words, "This copy is a 'haunted winery', and it is going to explore the dungeon, and the realism is comparable to the real world, can he hold it?" ”

"That's right. Unreliable. Let's just shout one here, if you can't form a priest or a paladin, you can also have a group of warriors with a shield. The ranger on the team chimed in.

The female warrior An Ying didn't answer, and looked at the white-robed female warlock who was silent on the side, "Anya, what do you think?" ”

"Since you called, you have to wait for him to come, which is basic politeness." The tranquil sorceress who directly used her real name said softly: "It's late. Try again, if you can't get through, everyone will go offline and rest. ”

The Wanderer and Ranger stopped talking. 'Hellfire Method' Zhang Ze glanced at the two of them, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

The adventure party didn't have to wait long, and a young priest wearing a silver chainmail shirt, tight leather pants and leather boots, long black hair, black eyes, and a handsome appearance walked over.

The priest wore a wooden shield with spikes on his left arm, and in his right hand he held a black sword with patterned gauntlets instead of the mace and flail that priests usually used to wield.

The insignia of the deity on his shoulder armor is an abstract blank scroll representing Ogma, the god of knowledge.

"Everyone should know me." Charles stood in front of everyone and smiled a little shyly.

He uses his real name and real appearance, coupled with his fame in the school, the five members of the team really recognize him, after all, he is a famous scholar. Captain An Ying generously stretched out her hand, winked and smiled: "This is a formal acquaintance, right?" ”

Charles shook her hand, then nodded to the others. Zhang Ze, a dead friend, came up and punched him, and scolded with a smile: "Aren't you slow, I heard that there is a copy, and I came to the fart?" ”

"I just have nothing to do, and I'm ready to go offline." Charles chuckled.

"Let's go."

An Ying threw a team invitation to Charles, and after adding him in, she frowned at the word "Level 1" displayed on Charles's avatar, but didn't say much.

"Wait...... You only have level one? The Wanderer and Ranger stopped and shouted, "The Haunted Winery is a second-level dungeon, and you dare to come here even if you only have the first-level?" ”

The sorceress Anya only looked at her with a quiet gaze, Zhang Ze looked angry, and was about to scold the two of them, but was stopped by Charles waving his hand.

"There's no difference between Priest Level 1 and Level 2, except that there are two more spell slots." Charles said indifferently: "Moreover, my perception attribute can make up for these two spell slots." ”

"Transcendent stat values?"

The two sisters, An Ying and Anya, looked at each other in surprise. They know what is coming out of their words. The Priest is also a spellcaster, and the primary attribute is above 20 in order to gain additional spell slots.

However, too much emphasis on the main attribute will also cause an imbalance in quality, and the characters will have major defects. The wanderer and the ranger were obviously a pair of sworn friends, and they looked at each other and sneered: "Pure Perception Priest, although the will immunity is okay, but the tenacity immunity and reflex immunity must be pitifully low, this kind of lame priest will only drag his feet." ”

Charles shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything to retort, because the two men were right. Of course, this is for rookies.

"Jing Feizhou, Han Ke, don't go too far, everyone is a classmate!" Zhang Ze glared angrily at the wanderer and ranger, "Anya is a third-level warlock, and he won't follow us for a copy, don't BB!" ”

"Do you want to open it?" Charles ignored the two men, and looked at the captain An Ying seriously.

He only cares about the captain's attitude. This is the soul of a team.

It's not a good thing to have a copy with two big beauties, and it's easy to meet the so-called "flower messenger". Since the team is not aligned, Charles also has a sense of disobedience. He is not obliged to accompany these people to annihilate, and he wastes time and resurrection coins.

An Yingmei's eyes showed a little hesitation.

In the team is a warrior, a warlock, a mage, a wanderer, and a ranger. She actually prefers one more shield warrior in one group.

The caster class is weak in combat before level 3. If it weren't for Zhang Ze's strong recommendation, An Ying wouldn't want to form a Level 1 priest. It's not snobbery, it's about being the captain out of the whole team.

"System Message: Player 'Charles' has quit the team."

When she saw this prompt, An Ying was stunned for a moment, and her beautiful eyes showed obvious anger.

The rangers and wanderers did not make a sound, and they could not imagine that this seemingly delicate and weak Chinese student was so decisive.

"System Prompt: Player 'Hellfire Method' has quit the team."

Zhang Ze also immediately retreated, holding a twisted wooden staff, trotting to catch up with Charles, giving a thumbs up and scolding with a smile: "Capricious enough, I'm optimistic about you!" ”

"Come on, I'll get you, and I'll break through this 'haunted winery' tonight."

Charles knew that Zhang Ze would follow, so he didn't look back and threw out an invitation to form a team, and then walked straight to the point sign at the crossroads, and smiled at his dead friend: "Old rules, you call people." ”

"You're going to call me, but this time you have to sell some strength, let Sister Paper and those two guys see, what is a game old bird."

Zhang Ze lowered his face, said a word bitterly, cleared his throat, and shouted at the crowd regardless of shame: "The old driver leads the team, and he will clear the customs." There is a shortage of warriors, rangers, and wanderers, and those who are strong in command come to the command. ”

"No quality self-respect, messy bb roll!"

Those who stay at the crossroads until late at night are mostly unorganized players. Organized people generally go straight to the entrance of the dungeon. So Zhang Ze yelled this way, and the water under the street sign was instantly impassable.

"They ......"

Not far away, the sorceress Anya looked at this scene in amazement, frowned slightly at the good-looking moon eyebrows, and said in a low voice: "It's very rude for them to do this, they have all made an appointment." ”

"Yes, yes. These two tease the dead house, and dare to call themselves old drivers, why do I want to laugh so much when I hear it. Han Ke, the wanderer in the team, smiled and looked at the nemesis ranger, "Jing Feizhou, you live in the same building as them, did you say they had ever played games before?" ”

"I don't know. They live in double rooms, which are a bit mysterious, and many people suspect that these two are a real pair. Jing Feizhou's words were even more sharp and mean.

"That's it!"

Captain An Ying glared at the two of them like a rouge tiger, and there was a hint of anger in her beautiful eyes, "Hmph, it's okay to retreat, we can form our own team, and we can configure it optimally." ”