After get off work, I started speedrunning through the other world

In a small room.

"Human, I need to remind you!" The dwarf sat at the table with his hands crossed and his expression extremely serious. He looked at the human male opposite and spoke in a serious voice.

"Magic..." Before he could finish his words, the man in front of him waved his hand, interrupting his next words.

"Skip." Ximu put his hands on the somewhat worn wooden table, looked at the dwarf with a white beard, and said quickly.

"Just give me the scroll to learn magic."

"No need to teach?" The dwarf mage subconsciously opened the drawer, took out a worn scroll, and handed it to the man in front of him.

In fact, it is common for normal people to spend two or three years learning the basics of magic, and professional guidance can significantly reduce the time.

However.

"No need." Ximu shook his head, took the scroll, and read it carefully. What he saw was familiar content that he could recite without even needing it.

This game is very sophisticated and has an independent writing system. Not only does it have a history of 50,000 years, but it also has its own theory for the practice of magic.

Of course, this is just a theory. There is no game environment in the real world. There are stars corresponding to one's own destiny, and magical media that interfere with the world.

"I suggest that it's better to study... for a while." came a female voice that seemed to be about to die at any time. Ximu looked along the place where the voice came from, and saw a dark-skinned woman holding her trembling knees with both hands, sweating all over her body, panting and explaining. .

"Magic is very complicated, and it takes a long time to get started."

"No, there are more important things to do now." Ximu shook his head, returned the magic scroll to the dwarf, and explained to the black-skinned woman.

"The equipment needs to be replaced." He lifted up the rusty and blood-stained long sword and told the most critical issue.

Upon hearing this, the dark-skinned woman looked at Ximu in front of her and saw that apart from wearing a pair of big pants, he only had a rusty long sword that was not worth much.

She nodded in understanding.

"It's okay to change your clothes first and then come back."

"It's a bit strange to wear pants to learn magic." The dwarf agreed. Although he was only a beginner magician, he had great respect for magic.

Ximu nodded, stretched out his hand to hold the dark-skinned woman's wrist, and disappeared into the room like a howling wind.

The dwarf tugged at his beard and his expression was slightly stunned. This human seemed so anxious, as if he wanted to condense a lifetime of things into one day.

Could it be that that man wanted to continue participating in the duel tomorrow?

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Outside the duel.

The moment you walk out of Ximu, you feel like you are in modern times. The tall buildings are lined up in rows, as if they are rising from the ground. The pedestrians coming and going are gorgeously dressed, which fully illustrates the wealth and vitality of this city.

"Your Excellency Akhtar, can you... stop running so fast?" A woman in cool black leather clothes put her hands on her knees, panting and complaining to the man in front of her.

"The bonus you get from the duel is enough to live on for a long time."

"No, I plan to continue the duel tomorrow." Ximu shook his head and explained to the surprised woman, "After buying the equipment later, remember to apply for a duel for me."

"..." The woman kept her professional smile and disappeared. She looked at the man in front of her and asked seriously:

"Sir Akhtar, do you...want to die?"

After winning ten times, the duel field will give the winner a large amount of money and the opportunity to learn magic, which is enough for ordinary people to completely change their lives.

Under such circumstances, it is only human nature not to continue participating in the duel, unless it is someone who wants to pursue death.

There are gods in this world, and suicide is not allowed in doctrine. Otherwise, not only will the soul not be able to ascend to heaven, but also the soul will not be reincarnated after going to hell.

But being killed in a duel is another matter.

Therefore, many people who seek death will take the initiative to participate in a duel. If they win, they will gain fame and wealth, but if they lose, they will go to hell.

And faced with such serious inquiries.

"NPC intelligence has also been optimized a lot." Ximu just sighed, making the dark-skinned woman confused.

"I don't know if there will be any changes in the plot and task branches." He raised his hand and held the woman's wrist. With the other woman's breasts aching on her face, he pulled her and ran away quickly.

Near the duel arena, there are shops that specialize in selling weapons, and the prices are very affordable. As long as you have a little money, you can buy weapons.

Anyway, after the duelist dies, the weapon can be recovered.

After a few minutes.

"Is this really okay?" The young lady in cool black leather twitched her lips, "Are you sure you don't want to buy breastplates, leg armors, and gauntlets?"

The man in front of him was carrying a heavy sword with an exaggerated shape and a helmet, but he was still wearing big pants, with his upper body exposed without any shame.

The clerk on the side also seemed a little displeased, and kindly reminded: "This guest, I suggest you buy a cheaper sword and replace it with a better set of armor. This will improve your safety a lot. "

"When I earn enough money from my next duel, I'll buy the rest of the armor." Ximu ignored the friendly reminder of the clerk and left the store with the heavy sword on his shoulder.

The current equipment is enough for him to fight tomorrow. As long as he wins ten more times, he can easily earn money for armor.

"That's not the key, right?" Twitching her lips, the dark-skinned woman confirmed the fact that this man named Akhtar was abnormal and his thinking circuit was different from ordinary people.

However, considering that she and Akhtar still had a business worth hundreds of millions, she still chased after him and asked the man who was looking around.

"Where are you going next?"

"To trigger the mission." Ximu answered casually, and then he saw the black-skinned woman beside him, biting her lower lip gently and leaning close to his ear.

"Do you want to go to my house? You don't have to pay for accommodation."

"I have other things to do now." Ximu shook his head, and then seemed to think of something and asked the woman, "By the way, what's your name?"

"Norma." The woman answered, having given up the idea of ​​doing business with this man and planning to turn around and go home.

However.

"Do you want to make money?" Ximu asked the woman who turned around, and grinned at the moment when the other party turned around in surprise and surprise.

"Interested, right?"

"Of course, who is not interested in money." Norma smiled charmingly, thinking about how much money would be appropriate for tonight's business.

Ximu nodded and waved to Norma: "Come with me, I'll take you to make a lot of money."

"You can go to my house, although the environment is not very good." Norma caught up with the man and approached a remote noble mansion.

I don't know if it's an illusion, this man seems to be more familiar with this city than her.