Regarding the choice of career, Li Qimu has obtained enough detailed information from the Internet and the game client's documentation in the past month or so, and he has already made up his mind. Mage department, priest."

Among the six major professions in "Forbidden Curse", only "priest" and "knight" have the ability to heal. Relatively speaking, the spells of priests tend to revive life, while the spells of knights tend to defend and protect. It is more powerful than the pastor.

As for Li Qimu, what is his purpose in entering "Forbidden Curse"?

He never forgot the miracle that the "Forbidden Curse" client can improve the player's physique, so he thought: To some extent, "Forbidden Curse" has transcended the scope of pure science, and there are some mysteries and mysteries in it, so, is it Isn't choosing a healing profession to nourish the player's body more fully?

He also knew that his guess was just a illusory fantasy, but he entered "Forbidden Curse" and tried to find a cure for the movement disorder of his right leg. Isn't it an unsure extravagant hope?

This guess is enough for him to determine his career direction.

What's more, after going through the background of the previous animation, he clearly saw that the priest who stepped on the magic carpet and cast the radiant blade had a powerful attack power that was not inferior to the other two wizards and summoners!

——Can heal and attack, just be a lone ranger, so as not to reveal your identity when communicating with other players.

"Player Li Qimu, choose the mage department as a career direction, priest, please confirm again."

The client's masculine and melodious notification sounded again.

Li Qimu's thoughts were clear, and he thought intently: "Sure."

With a calm confirmation from his mind, a dense white light like mist descended from the sky, landed on the top of his head on the lake, and then gently and slowly wrapped him up. A plain, well-fitting white robe.

At this moment, a voice of vicissitudes of compassion seemed to come from the depths of the most remote and ancient time: "My Lord has fallen, hope will never fade away, mountains and rivers, the universe and starry sky, endless light, please give us faith the power of……"

The cry of pity seems to pull people into the dusk when the gods have fallen. On the vast land, wars and smoldering flames rise and fall one after another, evil ghosts and ghosts are rampant, desperate cries, painful begging, continuous into a sad song.

The old man in ragged white robe knelt on the ground, pleading for the miracle of power and the revival of life from the ancient existence.

His begging led to echoes from heaven and earth, and endless people, shedding tears, sang hymns of hope, pious, strong, and holy.

Li Qimu was shocked when he heard it, and suddenly there was an inexplicable feeling spreading in his chest, permeating his skin, blood and bones, turning into an invisible courage, making him eager to struggle and struggle, and he suddenly understood why In the era of continuous war on the earth, so many passionate war songs will be born.

- so real!

Li Qimu even felt that his eye circles were a little hot.

"Player Li Qimu has successfully created a game character. Now please choose: 1. Enter the game; 2. Receive additional talents or props from the B-level client." The prompt from the client brought him back to reality.

Li Qimu was taken aback: The talent or props added by the B-level client?My bracelet number is B-298, so what is the grade of the client bracelet for public sale?Will there be additional talents or props?

As his thoughts flickered, he quickly and calmly responded: "Choose 2. Receive."

It was this confirmation that made him suddenly feel dizzy, and then his eyes went dark, as if falling into an endless abyss, his body couldn't help it, and his heart was beating with fright—what's going on?Something wrong with the client?

But it was only for a moment, before he had a second thought, his eyes brightened up again.

His eyes were too focused, and when he stared at it, he found himself lying on a straw mat in a simple stone house, beside a pale and thin little girl, tremblingly holding a bowl of decoction, blowing it carefully, as if To feed him to drink.

He couldn't help being stunned for a moment, then hurriedly sat up, raised his hand, lowered his head, and looked at himself—as expected, he was wearing a priest's white robe. Am I in a game now?It turns out that the previous character selections were all outside the game?

"Game player Li Qimu has obtained the status of grandson of the patriarch of 'Tires Village' because of the B-level client. Please create a name."

The notification sound from the client was timely, allowing him to completely confirm his location.

But his heart is still filled with a strong sense of absurdity and disbelief—this is, a little too real!

He was not in a hurry to create a name, and asked intently: "I am in the game now, and my body is disturbed in reality. Will I notice it? I didn't find the character panel or skill panel. How can I check my blood volume? Do all future battles and spellcasting require my own memory and learning? Also, if I want to quit the game, what should I do?"

He had too many doubts, and asked the three most important questions in a series.

The male voice of the client disappeared for a moment, and then answered: "Game players, if you touch any body in reality, you will receive relevant reminders in the game. Please choose a safe place to enter the game to avoid accidents."

After a pause, continue to answer the second question, ""Forbidden Curse" is dedicated to the illusory world, there is no data display such as blood volume and mana value, but through hard work, players can obtain special methods to achieve their goals; players are completely free in the game , after learning the first skill, the skill template will automatically pop up."

After another short pause, he answered the third question, "Player Li Qimu, the name of the game character has not been determined, and the additional talents or props of the B-level client have not been claimed yet. Quit the game now? Warning: After exiting the game, the unclaimed additional talents or props will be gone forever."

Li Qimu understood it, heaved a sigh of relief, and quickly responded with deep thoughts: "Don't quit the game." He asked again, "How can I receive the additional talent or item rewards from the client?"

This time the client did not explain to him, with a masculine and low voice, and the repetitive tone was somewhat mechanical: "Game player Li Qimu, has obtained the status of the eldest grandson of the patriarch of 'Tires Village', please create a name. No creation within 3 minutes, "Forbidden Curse" Players will be randomly assigned."

Li Qimu frowned: It seems that this client is not completely intelligent, also, if I have a client with my own temper and can chat with me, it would be too outrageous. After all, intelligent thinking robots do not have Realized, but, it won't be too far...

"Create name: Muqili. The name is confirmed."

When Li Qimu came across the word "Muqili" on the Internet before, he read it fluently, and found that it was the pinyin of his name read backwards. It was interesting, and he searched it specifically. The Internet said that it was a place in Shanghai a long time ago. The name of the old alley has long been demolished.

"Game player 'Muqili', please follow the plot to receive additional talents or props for the B-level client."

The youth prompt sounded on the client terminal for the last time, ""Forbidden Curse" is a holographic virtual online game, waiting for your personal exploration, and there will be no more prompts from the client terminal in the future. If you have any doubts, please read the client documentation, or in-game You can contact the GM within the phone, or you can call the customer service hotline in reality. I wish you a happy game."

The thick young baritone finished speaking unhurriedly, and fell silent.

--gone?This is the master leading the door, and the practice is in the individual?

Li Qimu blinked, and tentatively asked the question he just asked: "If I want to quit the game, what should I do?"

No response.

"Ah, Lord Muqili, you, you finally woke up!"

At this time, the little girl who was kneeling and blowing the decoction let out a low cry of joy and timidity, put the medicine bowl on the wooden table aside, looked at him in admiration and fear, stood up and bowed to him, then He turned around and hurried out of the stone house.

Li Qimu looked at her and stood up, feeling as if his real flesh and blood body had traveled to another world.He pinched his arm, felt a dull pain, and stomped his feet vigorously, only to see that the dust was blown up, and his feet were slightly numb from the shock.

"Master Muqili, the patriarch, please come over after you wake up."

The black and thin middle-aged man strode into the stone house and bowed to him.

Li Qimu nodded, and said in a slightly indifferent tone: "Understood, let's lead the way." Then, while checking the man's expression calmly, he asked calmly, "Do you know what your grandfather wants from me?" ?”

The black and thin man straightened up to take him away, but when he heard this, his complexion changed slightly, his back bowed even more, and he said in awe: "How can a villain have the right to hear about the important secrets of the clan? Please follow me I'm coming, the patriarch will tell you personally."

"Ah."

Li Qimu saw all his subtle expressions, and even saw the strangeness flashing in his eyes. He couldn't help shrinking his eyes. He really had nothing to say about the virtuality of the game. He couldn't find enough words to praise it. .

Surprised in his heart, he walked out of the stone house calmly.

The afterglow of the setting sun came from the distant sky, and the quiet village was filled with the smell of cooking smoke.

He turned his head and glanced casually, and what jumped into his eyes was a series of rough and simple stone houses, all of which were built with flat stones of different sizes. Some stones protruded sharply from the wall and were hung with strings The stench of dried salted fish attracts flies to buzz around.

Going all the way to the very center of the village, passing children playing, village women washing vegetables, and villagers returning from hunting, finally came to a slightly spacious stone house in the center of the tribe, and the black and thin man who led the way, As early as before the stone house, he bowed and retreated.

The door of the stone house was closed, and the windowless interior was dimly lit by the faint light of the grease lamp.

"Muqili, my grandson, you have suffered, remember me—your poor grandfather?"

The gray-haired, strong old man, wearing old but neat leather armor, came out of the stone house with a kind but sad tone.

Li Qimu was puzzled, bowed slightly with no expression on his face, and said politely, "Master Grandpa."

The old man sighed: "You really don't remember me, yes, you were so young when you were stolen."

He walked up to Li Qimu, carefully looked at Li Qimu's face under the dim light, nodded, and said with a mixture of sadness and joy, "You can find yourself after being lost for 16 years, and become a holy priest apprentice. It must be your grandmother's guidance in the sky. I think I should also give you the badge left by your grandmother... This is the relic she left you."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and spread it out. A flat silver badge the size of a coin lay gently in his big callused hand, "With it, when you pray for the villagers, you won't be unable to support yourself You passed out because of being stuck, your grandmother said, it has powerful magic power, but unfortunately I don’t have magic talent, so I can’t use it, do you remember what song your grandmother likes to sing to lull you to sleep?”

His self-talk made Li Qimu fully understand the ins and outs of his "life experience" and "fainting", and he also understood that the badge engraved with a staff and leaves in front of him was an additional reward for a B-level client, and his heart was pounding with anticipation Jumping wildly, but on the surface it was as calm as before.

Following the old man's words, he said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, Grandfather, I really don't remember what happened when I was a child."

Suspicion flashed in the old man's eyes, he sighed again, and said, "It's okay if you don't remember, grandpa will tell you later. Come on, my grandson, catch this badge and use your magic talent Blood, activate its magical powers. From now on, it is yours."

Li Qimu lowered his head, didn't notice the strangeness in his eyes, and said, "Yes."

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