The Truth of Magic

Chapter 82 The Beginning of the Dungeon

During the next few days of the journey, Zhao Xu finally did not have any monster cohesion characteristics on his body, and spent the entire journey comfortably.

This is also the reason why Zhao Xu chose this smuggling caravan. Regular caravans may be targeted by thieves who are trying to rob them. However, Roja, an underground force capable of smuggling, can't deter people along the way. If it is, then it is really mixed with the dog.

"Mr. Zhongxia? Is that a spell scroll in your hand?" A few days later, the poet finally couldn't help asking Zhao Xu.

From the first day when Zhao Xu took out the scrolls, he had been counting silently, and today he had taken out a dozen scrolls.

Calculated based on the 25 gp of the first-level spell scroll, Zhao Xu's net worth is also hundreds of gold coins, which makes him a rich man among players.

It's just that the poet still underestimated Zhao Xu by two zeros.

The poet Antarctic Frog noticed that Zhao Xu did not take out the spell book to copy the spells on the scroll like ordinary mages did.

What's even more exaggerated is that it takes a long time for a mage to read and understand a spell. If you are more cautious, you can only spell one spell a day, and if you are more adventurous, you can only spell two spells a day. How can there be four or five spells a day like Zhao Xu? past.

"Yes." Zhao Xu happened to record the first-level arcane "Hidden Mist" in his heart with the ability of a wise spellcaster.

Before Antinoya said goodbye to him, he finally gave Zhao Xu a first-level arcane scroll during Zhao Xu's speech about how difficult it was for a new mage, and asked him to copy it whenever he had time on the adventure.

A mage can copy spells from someone else's spellbook, or from a scroll.

Copying spell books will affect other people's spell structures, and may cause the spells in the borrowed spell books to disappear.

This is also the reason why early mage players dare not borrow spell books casually and exchange what they need.

The Mage Association will not let you copy the spells for free just because the spells in your spell book are missing.

As long as you finish your studies and step out of the association, you have to pay the spell transcription borrowing fee honestly.

If you copy the scroll, it will inevitably make a spell scroll blank, as if it has been used.

So these days, Zhao Xu didn't dare to relax for a moment, and copied it first to be his own.

If he didn't copy it down quickly, when he really needed to use the spell, he would have to take the scroll to cast the spell in distress.

In this way, he cannot master the spell until he buys the scroll again or borrows the spell book.

"Brother Zhong Xia, are you copying spells? Where's your spell book?" Priest Yoyo said in surprise.

Facing the monthly exam these days, Youyou was on the carriage relying on his own memory to sort out high school knowledge points and do the questions, not paying much attention to Zhao Xu's situation.

"I didn't master the ability of "transcribing the scroll". I just remembered it in my heart. And I obtained the spell through prayer." Zhao Xu said ambiguously.

The few people around were silent for a while. After the ghost incident that day, everyone went to the forum to search for the profession of tutor.

The profession of a tutor can study spells, but they obtain spells through prayer.

The ability to cast spells is probably the only thing it can be praised for. As for the abilities of those priests and mages, it doesn't have them, just like a whiteboard.

Even the few mentor players on the forum can only obtain a few sporadic spells through prayer, which is very shabby.

"Then Mr. Zhongxia, you have inherited a lot of your mentor's 'inheritance', right?" the rogue Rainbow licked his lips and said, his eyes flashed a golden light, "Have you considered selling a few magic scrolls?"

"That's not an inheritance." Zhao Xu corrected softly, he didn't dare to curse Antinoya.

The "final" he said at the time was just that Antinoya parted with him at the end. These players understood that it was dying, so it was not his fault.

"Miss Pastor, aren't you a high school student? You don't need to go to school?" Zhao Xu, who didn't want to be questioned about the sect's secrets, turned his defense into an offensive, asking the Miss Pastor who had the most holes in the room.

"Ah, me?" Pastor Youyou smiled brightly when he heard this, "I'm sick, and I'm taking a leave of absence from school now, but I'm so bored at home, so I go online to play games. By the way, take a break from your busy schedule and study your studies so as not to fall behind, saying It seems that the religious knowledge in the game is really more troublesome than academics."

"Yuyou, her legs are injured. We are all her friends and relatives in reality, so we went on adventures together." Warrior Maple Leaf said in a low voice.

Zhao Xu was taken aback when he heard this. He noticed that only Youyou's expression remained natural, and both the wanderer Rainbow and the poet Frog lowered their heads.

He suddenly understood that this injury was probably not a knock down, but a paralyzed one.

Zhao Xu asked himself that he was not the kind of saint who would save the world with all his blood, and he would not be able to do the kind of thing where one person is not full and never eats alone.

However, when tragedy appeared in front of him, he still couldn't bear it, and would sympathize and help.

This is also his style of life. He can't control the tragedies in the world too much, but if it appears in his sight, even if it's just a fundraising information that can be scanned online, he will still donate a little.

"It's okay, what's going on under the sun, there's no telling. Maybe your legs will get better within a year." Zhao Xu said to Yoyo.

It's just that only he knows that his words are facts, not comfort.

A year later, when players actually entered Arthur's world, they basically reshaped their bodies according to their attribute values.

This was also the reason why Zhao Xu didn't dare to have a charm of 8 points. Real life was hard enough, but it would be too miserable to go to Arthur who was still two levels behind in appearance.

"Ah, Brother Zhong Xia, I just sprained my leg, just rest for a week." You You laughed.

Only then did Zhao Xu come to his senses. He couldn't help holding back his laughter when he saw the serious poets and wanderers.

Emotions are teasing him.

"If you continue to play such pranks in the future, be careful to slip into the chaotic camp." Zhao Xu warned silently.

"We are not in the lawful camp." At this moment, the poet and the rogue said in unison.

Zhao Xu glanced at Yoyo unhappily, "What about you, the goddess is neutral and kind."

"Hey, I'm definitely kind, and it doesn't matter if I slip down one level." Yoyo smiled slyly.

Zhao Xu also understood this. The pastor in front of him must have known that the two of them were deliberately teasing him and cooperated. No wonder they were able to form a team.

"Just kidding." Maple Leaf smiled happily.

The carriage was suddenly filled with cheerful laughter.

"Then you take a week off and just relying on reviewing concepts in the game works? Don't you need to do the questions?" Zhao Xu immediately returned to the original question.

Yoyo, on the other hand, was generous and confident, "I've already been recommended. In the past few days, I'll just study for the monthly exam, so as not to make my grades too ugly."

Zhao Xu could only nod silently. He really didn't need to worry too much about the winner mode in life.

Suddenly, the speed of the carriage slowed down.

After a little preaching by Zhao Xu in the past few days, the four of them immediately held their weapons, including Zhao Xu, who was also ready to cast a spell at any time, and could throw it out if something went wrong.

"Several brave adventurers, I have a mission and want to ask for your opinions. Can I come up and say a few words?" Roja's voice came from outside the carriage.

Warrior Fengye turned to look at Zhao Xu, wanting to ask his opinion.

Zhao Xu nodded.

In this wilderness, if you ask for something, is there a secret underground city nearby?