An ordinary fantasy adventure in the continent of Faerun

"I'm a worthless beta player!"

Noshier, who was deeply moved, couldn't help but feel sad. He pounded the table in front of him, smashing the rotten wooden table that had long been overloaded into pieces and raising dust.

"Ahem, don't get excited, don't get excited."

Noshier spread his wings and waved to disperse the dust. In the past 14 years, he has become completely familiar with his wings and tail and can use them flexibly. Noshier leaned over to pick up the broken notebook from the pile of wood, sat on the ground, stroked the ground with his tail to sweep away the dust, and then put the notebook on his legs and continued to write.

"In short, because of this, I traveled through time. To be more precise, I was reborn in this real world, a completely real world without any trace of games."

"I didn't fully recall my past memories until a few days ago. Before that, my memories were always incomplete and fragmented. If I didn't know that the plot about the Mind Flayer had not happened yet, I would have suspected that there was a Mind Flayer tadpole in my brain at that time."

In fact, he didn't know what was going on with him now. He just wanted to play a game but ended up traveling through time. He didn't even have any impression of the process of traveling through time.

There was no flash of light, no dizziness, but he lost almost any consciousness the moment he clicked to start the game. He lived in this world in a daze, eating raw meat and drinking blood, and only now did he recall the past 20 years.

Noshier picked up the overturned pen and ink. The bottle of ink was almost dry when he found it, so nothing was spilled. He picked up the feather pen and tapped it gently in the bottle, and then continued to write.

"Although I don't remember everything before this, there is no doubt that I have spent 14 years in this world."

"Before I was fourteen, there seemed to be a voice in my head telling me what I should do and when. Now I think it was the [background] I set myself that guided me. After my memory was fully restored, that voice was completely silent, and it was replaced by..."

Noshier silently recited the [character card] in his heart. In just a moment, an interface covering all of Noshier's skills, expertise and attributes appeared in front of him. There is no doubt that this is the so-called game expansion pack before.

This is his plug-in, and it is also the culprit of his crossing. Maybe, he doesn't quite understand the principle of this thing.

In short, combining past memories and research during the escape process in the past two days, he found that this character card is very similar to the upgrade panel in some novels. As long as you experience enough adventures or training, you can display relevant skills and knowledge on this character card and help you master these skills.

When you attack with your fists, it will tell you how to use your fists more efficiently, and the same is true when you use weapons. Even how to escape will be clearly displayed on it. When you have free time to study carefully, these experiences will automatically flow into your body like water, greatly enhancing your learning ability in all aspects.

Although it is not like the plug-in in other novels that can be significantly improved immediately with just a click, this character card will only tell you the relevant skills, and you still need to actively practice to slowly master it, but this kind of skills that you have practiced yourself will make you feel at ease.

If your own abilities are completely given by others, Noshier will feel uneasy. Life in the wilderness has completely changed him. His experience tells him that if it is not the prey he caught with his own hands, the meat will either have rotted long ago or be poisonous.

And the knowledge he learned about this world before crossing made him understand how dangerous this world is. The power gained out of thin air is as unreliable as the bait thrown by the devil.

It is not that there is no way to give strength through external forces, but it is common sense that external forces are unreliable. What is easily obtained will be easily taken back. The most appropriate example is the profession of sorcerer.

Warlocks need to tap their own blood to obtain unstable power, and priests need to pray devoutly to the gods they believe in to obtain divine grace. Only sorcerers can give and take back their own power easily, depending on the mood of the master.

"Fortunately, I didn't do anything weird with my background setting, which allowed me to survive the danger and hone my skills. I remember all the memories of struggling in the wilderness clearly, and the dangers and hardships still make me tremble when I think about them."

"The following are my experiences in this body over the past decade. I don't have enough ink, so I'll make it short."

"When I set [the background], I didn't know the specific details, so I finally relied on the system's polishing to pass it successfully, which resulted in me not appearing near the Druid Cult at the beginning."

"I was abandoned in the wilderness, specifically next to the Bay Coast Highway, which is a trade route connecting Belgost and Baldur's Gate. The small tribe where I was born was going to use this trade route to Baldur's Gate when migrating, and then change the route to Eltoril."

"I was abandoned at this time, and the specific memory is a bit vague. I only remember those dangerous encounters, and I can't remember the rest."

"The wilderness is really dangerous, and I have been struggling there for two years since I was three years old. With the wings on my back, I was lucky enough to survive, escape the attacks of wolves and wilderness goblin bandits, and finally found the way to the Cloak Forest because of the sound of the system panel."

"I thought it would be safer in the forest where the Druid Cult was located, but in fact, the dangers in the forest are no less than those in the wilderness."

"I was attacked by an owl bear while hunting, and luckily escaped from its claws. When I just arrived there, it happened to be a severe winter. In order to survive the cold winter, I had to dig a big hole under the tree with my claws and curled myself up in the cave for two weeks. I almost starved to death."

"After surviving the winter, I started looking for the traces of the druids under the prompt of the system panel, but the Cloak Forest was too big. I got lost as soon as I dived in. I didn't dare to fly too high in the forest. My size was not small at the time, and a target of this size was very Vulnerable to attack. "

"The most direct result of this lesson was that my face was scratched by a lurking black panther, leaving a huge wound. Fortunately, the guy's skin was good and warm, and I have lived comfortably since that day, but it is still a profound lesson. (Comprehension Expertise: Alertness)"

"When I realized that I was lost, I could only climb a tree to a safer upper layer before I dared to fly up to check the terrain. But even if you are in the sky, looking down, there is only a vast sea of ​​forests, boundless, and no reference points. "

"But fortunately, with the help of the [Character Card], although I was young and ignorant at that time, because of the strong devil blood, I was born to hear, read, and write Purgatory. Knowing a language is equal to the foundation of wisdom and rationality, even if it is the devil's language. "

"In addition to the occasional flashes of memories from the previous life and the constant nagging of the system panel, I learned part of the common language of this world at that time, and learned to identify the terrain after half a year (Comprehension Expertise: Drifter) "