C2 Character.

He passed through a smelly market and returned to his basement. He couldn't wait to take out the helmet's instruction manual and wanted to try it out. If it was fun, then he would keep it, or else he would sell it. However, when he saw it, he forgot about that. He followed the instructions and put on the helmet.

It was dark in front of him, then Dongfang Qingyu appeared in a tall and holy palace. Before he could react, a white light flashed. An extremely beautiful Angel of Six Wings appeared in front of him. That angel had a devil-like body and a Angel like face. However, the Angel opened its red lips and a pleasant voice sounded beside his ear.

"Scan the body, scan the retina, scan the fingerprints, and collect brain waves. Information is collected, review is completed, and review is passed!"

The Angel of Six Wings flapped its wings and landed from the sky. She faced Dongfang Qingyu and revealed a sweet smile. "Respected guest, please create the race of the character."

Dongfang Qingyu was about to ask how to create it when a set of virtual data appeared in front of him. "God Clan, Devil Clan, human race, Orc Clan."

"Human race!" Dongfang Qingyu made his decision without much hesitation.

"Please choose your occupation."

The data in front of him changed. There were warriors, archers, burglars, priests, mages, summoners, assassins, knights, necromancers. . . There were many occupations that he could choose from.

"Necromancers!" Theoretically, Necromancers should also belong to the category of Mages. But for some reason, it was listed as a single profession. Dongfang Qingyu did not know the advantages and disadvantages of different occupations, so he randomly chose one.

"Please create the name of the character."

"Dongfang Qingyu!" Dongfang Qingyu did not think that he could use another name, so he directly reported his real name.

"Congratulations, distinguished guest. The name is not been repeated, and it can be used. Please set the appearance of the character. Do you choose to adjust it?"

The virtual data in front of Dongfang Qingyu changed again. There were three options.

"Lower by 10%."

"Congratulations to Dongfang Qingyu for successfully creating the character. As you are a lucky customer, you have obtained a mysterious Big Gift Package. Do you want to open it?" The Angel asked with a smile.

"Open it!" Dongfang Qingyu does not know the specific reason, but he really likes the mysterious Big Gift Package. Who wouldn't like a free gift?

"Congratulations to the respected player Dongfang Qingyu for obtaining the hidden profession Dragontongue magician." The Angel flapped its wings and began to rise into the sky. Its voice was ethereal. "The character creation ends here. I wish you a pleasant game!"

"Wait a minute! This hidden profession..." Before Dongfang Qingyu could finish his sentence, his vision darkened. The light suddenly lit up, and he had already arrived in an unfamiliar environment. There were green mountains, clear rivers, blue skies, and white clouds here. People were coming and going in the surroundings. About a hundred meters away, there was a village. At the entrance, there was a sign written in a crooked handwriting: Novice Village.

Dongfang Qingyu studied it for a long time before he finally understood the general situation of this game. He fancied for a moment and a set of virtual data appeared in front of him. This set of data could only be seen by himself, and no one else could see it.

Character Name: Dongfang Qingyu

Race: human race

Occupation: Necromancer (Master), Dragontongue magician (Hidden)

Level: 0

HP: 70 (Standard 200) Magic: 180 (Standard 200)

Constitution: 7 (Standard 20) (Remarks: 1 point of Constitution equals 10 HP)

Intelligence: 18 (Standard 20) (Remarks: 1 Intelligence equals 10 Magics)

Strength: 6 (Standard 20) (Remarks: 1 point of Strength equals 10 points of attack)

Agility: 11 (Standard 20)

Endurance: 20 (Standard 20)

Fame value: Sin value: 0

Comprehension: Unknown Charisma: Unknown Lucky Value : Unknown

Wealth: 100 copper coins

Skills: None

Equipment

Gray Cloth Clothes: Defense: 0, can only cover the body, Durability: 10-10

Grass Shoes: Defense : 0, Agility: 0, Durability: 10-10

Low-quality wooden sword: Attack: 1-2, Durability: 10-10

Apart from that, there was a 20-grid Hundred Treasures Sac.

After that, Dongfang Qingyu stared at the wealth for a long time. 100 copper coins was equivalent to 1 yuan. He had not done anything and had already earned 1 yuan, this game company was very generous. For ordinary people, the first thing they would do after entering the game would be to rush into the wilderness to kill monsters. However, Dongfang Qingyu did not know anything. Instead, he did not go into the wild, but walked towards Novice Village.

As he passed by a blacksmith shop, Dongfang Qingyu stopped. Under the simple and crude shed frame, there was a half-man tall stove burning brightly. He could feel the temperature from a few meters away. A strong man from the Dwarf Clan, who was less than 1.1 meters tall, was knocking on the iron block. Judging from the shape of the iron block, it should be a dagger.

The dwarf's arm was thick and muscular. He seemed to be very strong. His eyes were big and his beard was thick. This was the first time Dongfang Qingyu had seen a dwarf. He could not help but take a few more glances.

"What are you looking at? Do you want to steal my skills?" Dwarf Man suddenly looked up and stared at Dongfang Qingyu.

"Do you think I, a Necromancer, need to learn smithing skills secretly?" Dongfang Qingyu asked back.

Dwarf Man was shocked. Dongfang Qingyu was 175 centimeters tall and he was very thin. He did not look like a person who could swing a hammer. He thought for a moment and said, "You don't want to steal my skills, while you are standing here. Are you looking down on me?"

"I'm not looking down on you." Dongfang Qingyu shook his head.

"You should learn this book." Dwarf Man is not smart. He could not get more information from Dongfang Qingyu's expression, so he did not think about it and took out a book.

Dongfang Qingyu subconsciously took the book, and his eyes suddenly lit up. It was actually a Skill Book, a Beginner mining technique. He was afraid that Dwarf Man would go back on his word, so he didn't even read the content and clicked on it to learn. The Skill Book turned into a white light into his mind and disappeared. In his mind, there was an additional content that didn't belong to him. A pleasant system notification sounded in his ear.

System Notification: Congratulations to player Dongfang Qingyu for learning mining.

Mineral mining: Apprentice mining, experience, 0%. Able to harvest ores.

Class of Living Skills: Apprentice - Beginner - Intermediate - Advanced - Master Level - Master-level - Grandmaster - God-level.

"What do you mean by letting me learn mining?" Although Dongfang Qingyu had learned some skills, he was still confused. He felt as if he had won a prize.

"Go mining!" Dwarf Man said.

"Why?" Dongfang Qingyu is unwilling. He is Necromancer. A noble Mage was not meant to be a laborer.

"You have insulted me. You must mine so that you can prove that you do not look down on me. If you do not go, you will be regarded as an enemy by us dwarves." Dwarf Man said seriously.

Dongfang Qingyu was a little confused, but he did not dare to underestimate Dwarf Man when he heard Dwarf Man's serious tone. He said softly: "Since I don't have any tools, I can't dig."

"Humans are so troublesome!" Dwarf Man muttered. He turned around and rummaged through a pile of tools. He found a bunch of Ore Hoes and threw them to Dongfang Qingyu. "Here you go. Hurry up."

"Where am I going to dig? I'm not familiar with this place." Dongfang Qingyu closed his mouth because Dwarf Man started to swing the hammer and beat again.

"Anxiety dwarf." Dongfang Qingyu said softly, turned around and left. The surrounding people were shocked when they saw this scene. They bought good wine to entertain the dwarves, but the dwarves did not even give them a Skill Book. While Dongfang Qingyu only looked down on him and got the Skill Book, and he also got a Ore Hoe!

It turned out that dwarves liked to be treated coldly by others!

Dongfang Qingyu did not know that the surrounding players were jealous of him. He walked over and took out the Ore Hoe to check.

Crane Mouth Hoe: Black Iron, Attack 9-11, Successful Mining + 5%, Durability 30-30.

Weapon classification: White-level - Black Iron - Bronze - Silver - Gold -Platinum - Dark Gold - Spirit Weapon - Immortal Weapon - Divine Artifact - Holy Weapon.

Dongfang Qingyu could not help but speed up his pace. The attack power of this hoe was five times that of the wooden sword, so it was obviously a good thing. He was afraid that Dwarf Man would regret it.

There were people everywhere in the village. Most of the people here were newbies wearing grey cloth clothes. Occasionally, there were a few players wearing white or green clothes that passed by. This immediately caused a wave of exclamations. This kind of person was at least level 5 and above. People kept rushing into the village. Many of them were the same as Dongfang Qingyu who had just joined the game. They looked around and were all sneaky and curious about everything. Suddenly, a Warrior wearing armor entered the village. The woman immediately let out a series of screams.

"Help me level up. I can give you my phone number."

"I'm a priest, and I'm good at healing. Come with me."

"Take me. I'm still single now."

There were some professions that were weak in the early stages since they were slow to level up. Hence, those people had no choice but to find some powerful players to cooperate with to increase their level-up speed. However, there were very few high level people. Hense, they should not be reserved. They had to take the initiative, or else they would miss the opportunity.

Among them, there were some pretty girls. Dongfang Qingyu was surprised. The game was indeed different from the real world. He couldn't help but be pushed to the back and waited for the crowd to pass. He found himself in a corner and was about to leave. He suddenly found himself standing in front of a shop. The shop was located in a remote location and there were no customers. He looked up at the name of the shop.

Appraisal Center!

The interior of the shop was decorated in an old-fashioned manner. There was no shop assistant or items. Behind the table sat an old man with half-white beard and hair. He held an ancient book with yellowed paper in his hand and was reading it seriously.

Dongfang Qingyu seemed to be deep in thought. He brought a stool over and sat opposite the old man. He stared straight at him.