Mages Are Too OP

Roland has heard Beta say before that the latter has a talent of ‘lucky wealth’ and can pick up money.

But since this time, I have not seen him trigger, I did not expect that now it actually appeared at this time.

But Roland is also really curious, what is this talent for picking up money.

"Go and pick up the money together."

The two set aside the grass on the side of the road and walked towards the top of the mountain. Beta is at the forefront. After all, he is a half-combat profession. His on-the-spot response and melee ability are much higher than Roland. In case he encounters something like a beast or a viper, he can solve it.

Sure enough, many flower snakes were disturbed along the way, and even a few attacked Beta.

But Beta responded faster, picking off the attacking viper directly with a sword, and then stuffed the snakes into his system backpack.

Roland was a little dazed: "What are you doing?"

"I will bake it later."

"Snake meat can also be roasted?" Roland's typical southerner thought: "Isn't it used to make dragons and tigers, or used to cook soup?"

But Beta was plausible: "Everything can be roasted! Even the pig whip can be roasted and eaten. There should be no problem in roasting snake meat of similar shape."

Well stated and reasonable, Roland was speechless.

The two chatted to the sky and soon came to the top of the mountain.

The trees on the top of the mountain are obviously not as dense as the slopes and foothills. Beta looked at the sky and stepped on the ground with his feet: "This is it."

After speaking, Beta pulled out his long sword from his backpack and had to dig.

"and many more!"

Roland stopped him: "It's easy to damage it with a long sword."

Then in Beta's slightly surprised eyes, he took out two 'Mage's Hands', reduced it to the shape of a shovel, and dug up the earth at a very fast speed.

"Either way?" Beta murmured: "From this, it can be seen that the profession of master is too imaginative, the lower limit is terribly low, and the upper limit is terribly high. The gap between the master and the rookie is estimated to be heaven and earth. . "

While controlling the mage's hand to dig the soil, Roland said: "I don't think it's difficult. I can't think of how others can use it. The most important thing for our people is to learn imitation."

Beta nodded: "You make sense, too."

However, both of them are magic white, or most players are still white in this game.

No player knows how to control the magic while chatting with others, but also to think in other ways. In this multi-tasking situation, it is still difficult to maintain precise control of the magic.

Digging more than a meter deep, Roland was also tired. After all, controlling a magic for a long time, even if it is a zero-level magic, the consumption is not small.

Beta looked at it and said, "Hurry, keep digging."

"Okay!" Roland sighed.

After another ten minutes or so, about two meters deep, the master's hand finally grabbed something other than dirt! It's some broken pieces of wood.

The two looked at each other with excitement on their faces.

Soon, something under the soil appeared in front of the two.

It is a small tomb. An arched red clay brick tomb about two meters high.

The tomb is broken, it may be too long. There was only one shelf left in the black wooden coffin. In the coffin lies a skeleton that has been yellowed, and only a few floors of the skeleton have spoiled into flax-shaped burlap. A strange musty smell came out from below.

In the left corner of the tomb, there is a black clay pot.

"The money is in the jar." Beta's voice was a little excited.

Roland controlled the mage's hand and grabbed the black jar. Then fell heavily on the ground.

With a crunch, the jar broke, and a pile of coins rolled out, shiny and dazzling.

Most are silver coins, with at least two hundred coins. There are actually four gold coins in it.

According to the exchange rate, the current market price of about 97 silver coins can be exchanged for one gold coin. That is to say, this time Beta has picked up at least five gold coins and converted them into soft sister coins. It is about 60,000.

"This passive talent for picking up money is too ridiculous." Roland felt as if he had eaten a lemon: "And there are so many."

Beta smiled, looking a little proud. He squatted down to divide the coins on the ground into two piles, and pushed one of them to Roland in front of him.

Roland stunned: "Am I?"

"of course."

Roland continued to stun for a while, and then asked: "Do you know how much soft sister currency can be exchanged for this pile of coins?"

"Just 30,000!"

Thirty thousand ... just?

Do you still want to say that million is just a small goal?

Looking at the expression that Beta took for granted, Roland felt that he couldn't keep up with the times! Now the new generation, one is better than the other. In front of him, although his usual behavior and behavior were a little bit green, his bold personality has already begun to show its signs.

What did you do when you just graduated from high school?

Either play the game with Shuke in the Internet cafe overnight, or play the game at home with the happy water of the fat house.

The money on my body has never exceeded 300 yuan. If he picks up 60,000 yuan while playing with Shuke, will he share with Shuke in half?

It seems to be ... and it does not seem to be!

Very subtle feeling.

At this time, Beta looked at the dead bones in the tomb and said in a weird tone: "We are not tomb robbers."

Well, it should be counted. But there should be no such things as cultural relics in this game.

The joy of picking up money has now dissipated, and the rest is sensible. The two of them looked at the coins for a while, and hesitated.

After all, they used to be good citizens who abide by the law. In reality, they never thought about things like robbing a tomb. Of course, if it is a general computer game, let alone a tomb robber, as a brave man, it makes sense to evacuate someone's house. But the game is so real that it gives them a sense of crime.

Just when the two were hesitating, there was a sudden change in the tomb.

A strange black magic power condensed in the tomb, and then a translucent figure suddenly appeared in the coffin.

Seeing this tomb, both Roland and Beta subconsciously took a step back.

It was already dark and the air was filled with a cold smell.

soul! Roland reacted immediately, after all, he had seen Falken's soul.

It's just that compared with Falken, this soul is much uglier, with a pair of orange-red eyes, a twisted and blurred face, and a strange mental wave that dislikes him and even feels sick.

"I don't like this stuff."

Beta seemed to have a similar feeling. He took two steps back and slapped his arm uncomfortably.

"It should be an evil spirit." Roland looked at the broken black jar on the ground: "It may be that we broke his wallet! He came to us to talk about compensation."

Hahaha! Betagan laughed three times: "Roland Brother, your joke is too cold."