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Chapter 5 Reality(1/2)

This time Deyoulan was walking in front, and the little girl Weinei seemed to be following the little chicken behind the old hen. Looking here, I don’t know what was in the big wooden barrel on the street. Then I ran there again, and the wall was covered with lush roses. I turned to see Deyoulan walking away and hurriedly chased after him.

"Weine, what are you doing? Let's go." After passing a garment shop, a piece of clothing and equipment can be worn in the game for a lifetime, and you don't have to worry about being sloppy. Nowadays, it's not possible. The temperatures are not low these days, the weather is hot, there is no air conditioning, and there is not even electric fans. The clothes are soaked in sweat. I have to take a shower every day. The clothes are changed every day. It's the garment shop where they spend a lot of money. Deyoulan found that Weine did not catch up. She turned around and saw the little girl squatting on the ground.

"Dy Youlan, see what I picked up?" Wei Ne stood up, raised his hand, and said happily, "A bell." She shook the bell, ding-ding-the ground.

"Oh." Deyoulan just responded, because he was thinking about a very serious problem.

I want to become stronger and become a strong man, but the obstacles that stand in front of me seem a bit fierce and overwhelming.

It is definitely not possible to fight monsters like in the game. Kill a few dozen bobcats and goblins... Next, challenge the mountain lion, grizzly bear, killer leopard, human-faced tree... Then the level was increased rapidly, and in a short time, from an unknown adventurer to a famous strong man.

I won’t discuss anything about gameplay, after all, there is no system, so you are welcome to slap in the face.

Then if you want to become stronger, you can only meet the settings of this world. The world view is to grow up like an NPC. You can choose to run, jump, and play, you can choose to practice swords, guns, adventurers, hunters, mercenaries, etc. to explore ruins or hunt giant beasts. Traveling through mountains and rivers all the way is an indirect exercise. It is not that children without farmers knock down soldiers with one punch, because they work hard every day.

...

...

Everything is difficult at the beginning. Instead of planning carefully, it is better to do it first.

The sun rose very early, and with the increasing light, the town gradually revealed a blurry outline. A roof was revealed here, and a short wall covered with roses was exposed. The rows of houses formed a narrow street.

The sun was rising higher and higher, and the dewdrops on the grass were dried, and Deyoulan jogged on the path outside the town.

no way.

Even the lowest monsters, those goblins are quite difficult guys. They will throw spears, drink potions, and set them up to be given to them by "kind" adventurers. They do not have enough civilization to make those things. When they are seriously injured in red blood, they run away while screaming. When they come back, they often follow a large group of helpers. It is a nightmare for newcomers, and they will say that they will overturn the car. Although they will not invade adventurers, we are serious games, but they will put you in the pot and cook it, which may not be good.

I already know this kind of information. I raised my hands and used to press the buttons, so there was no problem. There were dozens of buttons in one piece, and now I have to do it myself. Is it okay? At least I can still swing my sword. It shouldn’t be a big problem, right? It’s a common thing for military strategists to win or lose now. Please do it again.

One, two, one.

Deyoulan was not alone in the morning, but after running for a while, he turned around and found that Wei Nei was behind. The little girl seemed to be staggering and was about to fall down at any time.

He shouted, "Vine."

Ha ~

Ha ~

Ha ~

The little girl gasped.

Deyoulan said: "Can't run?"

Wei Nei finally caught up with her. She bent over and held her knees with both hands: "Yes, I'm going to die."

Deyoulan said: "So weak."

Wei Nei was weak in refuting, and she looked really tired: "I am still a child, you are all adults."

"Even children... we only ran for ten minutes."

"I'm just tired anyway."

Deyoulan said: "Only those who endure hardships can become the best."

"Um."

"One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage."

"Hahaha." Gasp.

"If you want to be noble in front of others, you must suffer later."

"It's really not possible."

"It's really not possible?" said Deyoulan. "I think you're just lazy."

"If you say you are lazy, just be lazy." Wei curled her lips, and the little girl's tone seemed to Deyoulan was unreasonable.

"Okay, you have to rest." The little girl also had to exercise, but Deyoulan was not that harsh yet. She insisted on the little girl having the same amount of training as herself. That was abuse, "I'll continue to run."

Weine said, "I'll be waiting for you here."

"I'm leaving," said Deyoulan.

But before he could run far, Deyoulan stopped: "Okay, I'll take a break, too."

It is true that he wants to become stronger and become a powerful person, but he has never been a person with a firm mind. Even if he knows that continuous training can become stronger, he really doesn’t have much patience. It seems that when he was a student, he knew that reading more books could lead to better college. Working hard is hard work, but at that level, he is busy saving Azeroth. After traveling through time, he immediately becomes another person, becoming mentally tenacious, persevering, and without.

Sitting on the big rock by the river, Wei Nei asked Deyoulan, who was getting closer: "Aren't you running?"

"No more running."

Wei Nei learns and sells it now, with vivid and vivid tone, and her tone is seventy-sixth-point similar to Deyoulan.

"Only those who endure hardships can become the best."

"One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage."

"If you want to be noble in front of others, you must suffer later."

"Of course you have to work hard." Deyoulan sat on the stone, stretched his hands behind his back, leaning back and looking up at the blue sky. "Don't forget to appreciate the scenery along the way on the way toward your life goals."

Wei Ne looked at Deyoulan and recalled the words, it was so philosophical and amazing.

In the afternoon, Deyoulan started practicing swordsmanship.

"…fifty, fifty, fifty, fifty two..." Wei Ne counted.

He felt a little boring after practicing for a while. At this time, he thought about it. Being a sword saint naturally requires superb sword skills that are dazzling, but being a warrior is not so high. He only needs to carry a broad sword with both hands, a big axe or a two-handed hammer, and then slash with great force and a whirlwind slash, which is enough, a meat grinder on the battlefield.

Speaking of the most classic skill of the warrior, the sword blade storm, commonly known as the "big windmill", it seems that there is no need to learn, just use the weapon to rotate. As long as you make good use of strength and inertia, the huge turbine that rotates rapidly turns into the crowd, and you will often sweep it into a large area, and you will be unparalleled in mowing the grass.

By the way, Deyoulan lowered his head and stared at the sword in his hand. Although it was a long sword with two hands, it was not big enough. It was not so suitable to use it to cast the Blade Storm. The weapons suitable for Blade Storm must be large enough, heavy enough and strong enough, but today I will just try it.

He held the hilt of the sword with one hand and hesitated to change to both hands.

"Vine, go away."

"What's wrong?"

"You'll know when you wait."

"Okay." Wei Nei walked away, raised her hands and waved her, "Is this OK?"

"Go away a little further. Safety first."

Wei Nei walked far enough, and the distance was right. Deyoulan looked around. The site was open, there was no one, and there were any sharp stones and potholes on the ground.

Everything was ready, he took a deep breath and started to turn.

One circle.

Another round.

Deyoulan's rotation speed gradually accelerated.

You must hold the sword tightly and never fly out of your hands.

Why do you feel faster and faster?

Enough is enough.

How to stop?

Deyoulan struggled to stop the blade storm, feeling the surroundings spin.

who I am?

Where am I?

He threw the sword down, shaking it, almost vomiting, and finally lay on the grass.

What a bad experience.

But it's worth it for the sword blade storm.

Wait for a moment, since any attack in the game will not harm friendly forces, but all attacks here are no different. Unless a big jump, that is, a heroic jump, jump into the enemy crowd, the sword blade storm can be said to hurt the enemy first, but there are always places to be sent, such as a lonely army, and real men will fight a group of people.

Deyoulan lay on the ground, and Weine hurried over and looked down at him from a high point: "Deyoulan, what were you doing just now?"

"Blade Storm, do you know Blade Storm? A super powerful trick, I'm practicing that."

"But it looks so stupid."

"It's obviously handsome."

Wei Nei whispered: "It's just stupid."

Deyoulan frowned, how could he be stupid?

Weine asked again: "How is Deyoulan practicing?"

"It's almost."

"That's just not OK."

"Shut up."

After practicing sword for a long time, I don’t know what the results were. Deyoulan waved his sword with both hands and handed a straight stab. His original goal was to grow reeds on the roadside, but unfortunately he was slanted a thousand miles away.
To be continued...
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