Mages Are Too OP

Roland had heard from Beta before that the latter had the talent of 'lucky wealth' and could pick up money.

But since this period of time, I haven't seen him trigger it, and I didn't expect it to appear at this time.

However, Roland was also really curious as to what this talent for picking up money was all about.

"Let's go and pick up the money together."

The two pushed aside the grass on the side of the road and walked to the top of the mountain. Beta was at the forefront. After all, he was a half-combat professional, and his on-the-spot reaction and melee abilities were much higher than Roland's. If he encountered a beast or a poisonous snake, he could also deal with it.

Sure enough, a lot of flower snakes were disturbed along the way, and a few even attacked Beta.

But Beta's reaction speed was faster, and he directly used the sword to break the attacking poisonous snakes into pieces, and then stuffed these snakes into his system backpack.

Roland was a little stunned: "What are you doing?"

"I'll bake it later."

"Snake meat can also be roasted?" Roland's typical southern thinking: "Isn't it used for dragon and tiger fighting, or for making soup?"

But Beta plausibly said, "Everything can be roasted! Even pig whips can be roasted and eaten. There should be no problem with roasting snake meat with a similar shape."

It makes sense, and Roland was speechless.

The two chatted and soon came to the top of the mountain.

The trees on the top of the mountain are obviously not dense on the slopes and foothills. Beta looked at the air, and then stepped on the ground with her feet: "This is it."

After speaking, Beta took out the long sword from the backpack and was about to dig.

"and many more!"

Roland stopped him: "Digging with a long sword is easy to damage."

Then, in the slightly surprised eyes of Beta, he made two 'Mage's hands', and then reduced them to the shape of a shovel, and dug up the soil at a very fast speed.

"Is this all right?" Beta snorted: "From this, it can be seen that the profession of mage is too imaginative, the lower limit is terribly low, and the upper limit is terribly high. The gap between the master and the rookie is estimated to be the sky and the earth. ."

While controlling the mage's hand to dig the soil, Roland said, "I don't think it's difficult. I can't figure out how to use it. The most important thing for our people is to learn to imitate."

Beta nodded: "You're right."

However, both of them are magic novices at this time, or most players are still novices in this game.

No player knows how difficult it is to maintain precise control of magic while controlling magic while chatting with others and thinking about other aspects!

After digging more than a meter deep, Roland was also a little tired. After all, controlling a magic for a long time, even if it is a zero-level magic, the consumption is not small.

Beta looked at it and said, "Come on, keep digging."

"Okay!" Roland sighed.

After another ten minutes, when it was about two meters deep, the mage's hand finally grabbed something other than the soil! It's some tattered pieces of wood.

The two looked at each other with excitement on their faces.

Soon, something under the soil appeared in front of the two of them.

It's a small tomb. Arched laterite brick tomb about two meters high.

The tomb has been damaged, it may have been too long. The black wooden coffin was rotten and only one shelf remained. In the coffin lay a yellowed skeleton, with only a few floors of linen rotted into flocks. There was also a strange musty smell coming from below.

And in the left corner of the tomb, there is a black clay pot.

"The money is in the jar." Beta's voice was a little excited.

Roland controlled the mage's hand and grabbed the black jar. Then fell heavily to the ground.

There was a crisp sound, the jar was broken, and a pile of coins rolled out, shining brightly and dazzling people's eyes.

Most are silver coins, at least two hundred. And there were actually four gold coins mixed in.

According to the exchange rate, the current market price of about 97 silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin. That is to say, this time Beta picked up at least five gold coins, and if they were converted into soft sister coins, it would be about 65,000.

"This passive talent for picking up money is too outrageous." Roland felt as if he had eaten a lemon: "And there are so many."

Beta smiled, looking a little proud. He squatted down, divided the coins on the ground into two piles, and pushed one of them in front of Roland: "Whoever sees it will have a share, and it will be divided equally."

Roland was taken aback: "Me too?"

"certainly."

Roland continued to be stunned, and then asked after a while, "Do you know how many soft sister coins can be exchanged for this pile of coins?"

"Thirty thousand only!"

30,000... still?

Do you still want to say that a million is just a small goal?

Looking at Beta's natural expression, Roland felt that he was not keeping up with the times! The new generation is now more powerful than the last. Although the Beta in front of him is still a little green in his usual behavior, his bold and generous personality has already begun to take shape.

What were you doing when you just graduated from high school?

It's not to play games with Shuke in the Internet cafe all night, or to play games at home while drinking fat house happy water.

The money on his body has never exceeded three hundred yuan. If you pick up 60,000 yuan while playing with Shuke, will you share half with Shuke?

It seems...and it doesn't seem to be!

Very subtle feeling.

At this time, Beta looked at the dead bones in the tomb, and said in a strange tone: "Are we considered tomb robbers?"

Well, it should count. However, there should be no such thing as cultural relic law in this game.

The joy of picking up the money has now dissipated, and all that remains is rationality. The two of them looked at the coins and hesitated for a while.

After all, they used to be good law-abiding citizens. In reality, they never thought about tomb robbing. Of course, if it is a normal computer game, let alone tomb robbing, as a hero, it is reasonable to evacuate other people's homes. But the game was so real that it made them feel like they would commit a crime if they actually took the money.

Just when the two were hesitating, there was a sudden change in the tomb.

A strange black magic power condensed in the tomb, and then a translucent figure suddenly appeared in the coffin.

Seeing this tomb, both Roland and Beta took a step back subconsciously.

It was dark now, and there was an icy smell in the air.

soul! Roland reacted immediately, after all, he had already seen Falken's soul.

It's just that compared to Falcon, this soul is much more ugly, with a pair of orange-red eyes, a twisted and blurred face, and a strange mental wave that he doesn't like very much, and even feels a little disgusting.

"I don't like this stuff."

Beta seemed to feel the same way, taking two steps back, slapping his arm uncomfortably.

"It should be an evil spirit." Roland looked at the broken black jar on the ground: "Maybe we broke his wallet! He came to us to talk about compensation."

Hahaha! Beta laughed three times: "Brother Roland, your joke is too cold."