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"This... seems to be that when I input the magic power, it is not smooth enough, and every time the wave spell model shakes.

Each time the magnitude is not large, but with the increase of time, the accumulation of less will become more, and then the spell nodes and magic lines will be displaced, which directly leads to the collapse of the spell model? "

"If that's the case, then just stabilize the magic power input, or fix the spell model."

Mo Lan thought about it for a while, and compressed it again when the fingertips output mental power, compressing the magic power evenly into a linear shape.

When every strand of magic power is input into the spell model, it is uniform and linear, and the output is uniform, no more or no less. This is not a problem for Mo Lan, who has extremely precise control.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.....

As expected, Mo Lan was overjoyed, but at this moment, the magic line fluctuated, and the spell model reached a critical point and collapsed!

"Huh, at least the solution is feasible."

A smile appeared on Mo Lan's face, and the experiment was repeated again.

This time he remained calm throughout the whole process, and the magic power was evenly output, but when the spell model was maintained for 20 seconds, Mo Lan suddenly found that the magic power needed to maintain the existence of the spell model was also increasing.

In addition to the consumption of input magic power, the consumption of maintaining the spell model is also increasing, and the magic power in Mo Lan's body is quickly consumed like opening a gate to release water.

1 minutes!

This is Mo Lan's limit. In 1 minute, the magic power in the body is about to be exhausted. Three-fifths of the magic power consumed is used to maintain the existence of the huge spell model, and only two-fifths of the magic power is actually input into the body. Go inside the spell model.

At this moment, Mo Lan's mind felt a burst of fatigue.

"Using the fingers to output, and then using the mental force to bind the shape is too mentally laborious and too tiring. If there is anything that can directly help me complete this step."

Although Mo Lan was tired, she still looked at the huge spell model in front of her with satisfaction.

The original small stone wall spell model has been expanded a few times, and the head is the size of a person suspended in front of Mo Lan.

As Mo Lan cut off the magic power output and entered the final parameters, the spell model turned into a yellow light that collapsed in front of him.

Silently, the soil in front of him spreads up, down, left and right.

One meter, two meters, three meters, four meters, five meters!

The five-meter-long corridor appeared in an instant, and the surrounding ground and vertical walls became delicate and hard. Mo Lan stabbed with a dagger, leaving only a shallow scratch.

Mo Lan stroked the scratch lightly and couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, hahaha."

Laughter echoed in the slender corridor for a long time.

After the turbulent mood calmed down, Mo Lan began to go deeper.

When the hardness of ordinary spells could not support the pressure of the surrounding soil, Mo Lan began to use the skills just developed to cast spells.

First, it went down five meters each time, and then gradually became shorter as the pressure increased.

Five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters, one meter.

When Mo Lan couldn't keep his magic power down one meter, he stopped.

Here, it was pitch black, and Mo Lan could no longer see the light at the end of the corridor.

It didn't take long for Mo Lan to have some difficulty breathing, and she used a gust of wind on her backhand.

The wind element in the environment is transformed into air, which supplies Molan to breathe.

After replenishing oxygen again, Mo Lan began to open up a horizontal platform in place.

1.1 meter wide, forward, left, right, and upward.

Little by little, an underground space was opened up in the depths of this unknown number of meters.

A square pillar is left as a support at intervals.

Both the pillars and the walls here have undergone Molan's highest level of compression.

Every time it is the whole body magic output, but it is only compressed into a length of half a meter.

This is the limit of Mo Lan, and it is the highest degree of compression density that can be achieved so far.

I took the time to go up and carry a few boxes of brown bread, a few buckets of water came down, and then I turned on the closed mode at the bottom.

When the magic power is exhausted, I meditate to refine the magic power, and conduct research work on spells at the same time.

After recovery, continue to compress and open up underground space.

Eat brown bread when you are hungry, and drink water when you are thirsty.

In the dark underground, a [-]×[-]×[-] underground space took shape, Mo Lan laughed and fell to sleep.

During sleep, his mental power recovered quickly, and when he recovered to its prime, Mo Lan suddenly woke up.

"Di, level +1!"

"Dip, intelligence +1!"

"Di, free attribute point +1!"

Chapter 80 The Third Ring Mage

Mo Lan opened her eyes and climbed up from the flat stone surface refreshed.

Make up for a gust of wind, and then look at the system prompt.

"Intelligence attribute points have been directly added to 17.

Here's another level up to get a free attribute point, oh, it's really comfortable. "

Level [-], [-] points of intelligence, [-] point of free attributes.

"OK, now it's about eighteen o'clock in intelligence, I will."

Mo Lan's finger lightly tapped, and the free attribute point fell behind intelligence, but Mo Lan was stunned the next moment.

"What does it mean?"

"Hint: The attribute points are insufficient and cannot be improved."

The red light in the intelligence column flashed, and it subsided after several reminders.

Mo Lan was stunned, and after clicking several times in a row, it didn't work at all.

"Who do you know why I can't add free attribute points? @All members"

"[video]"

Mo Lan sent the screen recording of his property panel to the group.

Ding Jin: "Huh? My intelligence is seventeen? Why is it so high?"

Zou Peng: "That's not right, your attribute points are not right. Your intelligence was [-] when you were at level [-]. Now at level [-], you haven't added a little free attribute point. You have a little more... You have improved a little through exercise? "

"Well, yes, I just added a little bit, I just want to know why my free attribute points can't be added, it always reminds me that my attribute points are insufficient.

Is this a free attribute point enough?How many, two, or three?or more. "

Zou Peng: "I don't know, we haven't upgraded recently, we are all taking the time to hone our career and exercise, and we haven't upgraded yet.

You wait for me, I'll ask someone else. "

Immediately afterwards, the group quieted down, Mo Lan paced the underground space and thought silently.

After a while, Zou Peng sent a message.

Zou Peng: "I asked, after the attribute point reaches sixteen, the number of free attribute points required to go up will increase.

Fifteen liters of sixteen requires one attribute point, and sixteen liters of seventeen requires two points.

At present, I just don't know how much seventeen liters eighteen.

At present, it is guessed that it is an arithmetic progression, that is, adding a point each time, because if it is doubled, then the attribute points cannot be added.

That's probably what I'm asking about. "

After Zou Peng sent the message, no one spoke for a long time until Mo Lan broke the silence.

"But I went straight up when I was sixteen to seventeen. I didn't ask for two free attribute points."

Zou Peng: "Then our previous guess is probably correct."

Mo Lan also thought of this at this time.

"The most orthodox way to improve strength in "Real Game", or the original method is to exercise by yourself, or what kind of skills are used to cultivate, is the experience value system heresy?"

Zou Peng: "Well, that's the only way to explain why the need to level up experience points is getting bigger and bigger, and the requirements for adding free attribute points are getting bigger and bigger."

Ding Jin: "So it seems that we didn't get much ahead of us by exercising in advance."

Zou Peng: "No, we are still a lot ahead.

@Molan, I don't think your free attribute point is in a hurry to use it. There is a limit to exercise. When you can't improve your own exercise, adding it directly may have a miraculous effect.

@dingjin, even in addition to the benefits of this breakthrough, we can still gain additional free attribute points every time we exercise and upgrade.

I don't want to do the calculations for the specifics. If you have spare time, you can calculate how much more and send it to me to see. "

Ding Jin: "Uh, I don't want to count it. Anyway, if you know you have attributes, you can earn some money. In the future, there will always be a data emperor who will calculate it and post it on the forum. Just take a look at it."

Mo Lan silently sent a message before closing the group chat page.

"+1"

"+1"

After exiting the group chat, Mo Lan looked at the free attribute point, looked at it, and fell into contemplation.

"If it's like our guess, how many players can break through the elite?"

After thinking about it, Mo Lan said to himself.

"Well, the experience point requirement before level [-] is relatively acceptable. As long as there are no other thresholds for advancing to the elite level, there shouldn't be any other thresholds, right? Are there still games that will design bottlenecks for players?"

"It takes a lot of people to try their best to reach the elite level. It is estimated that there will be very few players who reach the master level, and if they are at level [-] or higher... one in a billion , the pride of heaven."

The corners of Mo Lan's mouth were raised little by little, her fighting spirit was high.

"But that's what makes it interesting. If everyone can go up, what's the point of my efforts?

So where is this so-called "real game" real?

This is the greatest truth. "

"A thousand miles begins with a single step."

Mo Lan took a deep breath, added a gust of wind, and began to move in this small underground space.

"How did I break through just now? Limit casting?"

Mo Lan recalled the previous state, twisted her neck, but did not start directly, but sat down.

Closing his eyes, his consciousness sank into his mind. At the moment of just breaking through, the mental power in his mind was already full.

"Priority is given to upgrading the second-level spell position of the core to the third-level."

Mo Lan muttered to himself, the mental power in his mind quickly gathered, and the three spell slots with the second-level spell slot as the core slowly rotated.

The discrete spiritual force was involved in the rotation, and was tightly wrapped outside the second-level spell slot.

The ink cartridge rotates, Mo Lan calculates the angle lightly, balances the force, and the mental force compresses little by little, accompanied by an explosion.

His head was slightly dizzy, and he supported it with his hands. After a few seconds, Mo Lan stared at the core spell position.

Condensed spell nodes, one, two, three... 98, 99, third-level spell slots!

Mo Lan's mind was full of surprises, but then he forced himself to calm down.

"Huh, next are these two first-level spell slots."

The familiar operation, accompanied by two light beeps, turned the two first-level spell slots into second-level spell slots, and at this time there was still residual spiritual power.

Mo Lan looked at these mental powers, and suddenly had a faint guess in her heart.

One first-level spell slot, two first-level spell slots, three first-level spell slots, and four first-level spell slots!

When the fourth first-level spell slots are all condensed, the mental power is just exhausted, leaving no point.

Taking the third-level spell slot as the center, two second-level spell slots revolve around the third-level spell slot, and four first-level spell slots also revolve around the third-level spell slot.

Looking at this regular scene, Mo Lan understood.