It is impossible to live and die in the real world, but in this game world, it is a basic setting.

Not to mention those immortal gods, the lifespan of the elves alone is enough to be enviable. There are also magical items that can increase their lifespan in this world, but they are all difficult to obtain.

For example, the World Tree will bloom every three hundred years or so, but it will not bear fruit only.

It is rumored that other races, such as humans or orcs, can eat petals of the World Tree, and one piece can increase the life span of ten years. If you eat ten flowers in a row, you can have a life span similar to that of the elves.

The World Tree is the largest tree in the world, with a height of more than 600 meters and a crown diameter of about 1.3 kilometers. When it blooms once, the number of flowers is at least 100,000.

Logically speaking, as soon as the World Tree blooms, many people can obtain a lifespan of hundreds or thousands of years.

But in essence, the flowers of the World Tree never flow outside the Elf Forest, and the Elf will not pick any World Tree Flower.

Let these flowers fall into mud.

But if anyone outsiders want to steal a few flowers from the Elf Clan... that is the mortal enemy of the entire clan.

Because the elves fell from the World Tree, in their opinion, each World Tree flower may become its own brothers and sisters. Even if it cannot be transformed, it will be the remains of the brothers and sisters. The flowers come from the mother tree. After falling into mud, they return to the mother tree, waiting for the next time to become a flower again.

There are also some powerful monster meat, or some parts of the demon race, which will have similar effects after eating them.

For example, the brain and heart of the dragon clan.

The red flame core of the fire phoenix, etc.

Whether it is the World Tree or the powerful monster, the demon race is not something they are aristocrats who can provoke at will. But if they are the Son of Gold...their strength is not that strong, maybe they can operate it?

"It sounds interesting." Bud smiled happily.

John said: "I personally don't believe this rumor, and it's even disgusting to be like cannibalism. We are humans, not orcs."

Bud smiled in agreement.

Then the two talked about other topics. John stood on the balcony and told Bud that among the young ladies below, which ones were more beautiful, which ones were easier to succeed, and which ones were relatively cleaner.

Bud remembered it one by one, and then he found a reason and went down to the banquet hall.

John continued to stand on the balcony, watching Bud interact with the ladies below, his smile still soft and warm.

Like a little sun.

After the banquet, Bud, who was stained with fragrance, returned to the guest room provided by his host to rest.

Hiding in the bed, Bud chuckled softly.

He saw that John said so much, but he wanted to have a conflict with the Son of Gold. He had a conflict with a group of immortal people. He really thought he was a fool?

Of course, he wanted to try the meat of the Son of Gold. If it really works, he could use it for his grandparents at home to try it. But the question is, if you want to get the meat of the Son of Gold, do you have to fight with them? Can you buy it with gold coins?

He felt that he could not buy Roland's flesh. The man was so proud that he could see it. When he ran to him and said this, he would definitely be humiliated again. The other three sons of gold can try it.

Then he closed his eyes and rested.

It was soon morning, because Roland had no need to sleep, and he was deducing the knowledge of language.

Now it is only one last step away from truly completing the ‘dual effect’.

But it was stuck here. He found that there was a lack of data. He tried it more than ten times but failed and could not find the key points. If he used the exhaustive method, there were too many nodes left, and there were probably tens of thousands of sorts, one by one. I don’t know if he had to try it until the year of the monkey and horse month.

At this time, Roland felt more and more that his IQ and mathematical knowledge were not enough.

Some regretted not staying in school to study for a master's degree or take the doctoral degree.

Or... ask for help from netizens on the forum?

The netizen who took the initiative to point out that he had hidden expertise was very good at first sight. After quitting the game later, go to the forum to @ him to see if he can help with the calculation.

Because Vivian was not in the Magic Tower, Roland had to go out and find something to eat by himself.

As a result, as soon as I came out of the gate of the Magic Tower, I saw Hawk, Link, and a man wearing a chain mail coming.

Roland's first reaction was another warrior, but then he found that the man had obvious mental fluctuations.

This is the symbol of the caster.

Moreover, this person has a very straight body, and looks only seventeen years old, but his eyes are very mature!

Player?

There is no way, the player's temperament is too obvious compared to the natives in the game world.

Just like most Chinese people, they can easily distinguish the principles of the people of the Celestial Empire and the Fusang people.

Is this a member of the Blade Wing Guild?

When Roland was thinking this, he heard Hawke say, "Roland, this is the priest you recruited online. He found us first, so he brought you people right away."

priest?

Wait, is this a priest?

He was wearing heavy armor and was carrying an iron square shield on his back. Don’t have a small iron hammer on his waist. There was still a vertical edge on the head of the hammer, which looked like a big killer weapon.

Moreover, the man's neck and wrist parts that were not covered by armor could clearly see the twilight muscles.

The muscles in these two parts are quite difficult to train. If all the muscles here are trained, the muscles in other parts will definitely not be bad either.

Such a person who is obviously a melee professional, would you tell me that he is a priest?

Roland felt a little incredible. In his impression, the priest should be of Falken, wearing a robe and holding a staff.

"What a priest." The man in the chain mail said seriously: "I am a combat priest, and the great Lord Roland, you cannot bring other game experiences to this game. I have been in the Temple of Life for two months. I can pat my chest and tell you that as long as things happen in the temples, we fight on the front line are us combat priests. We are all proficient in melee, assist, and healing. The kind of priest you mentioned are actually clerks who know divine skills. Their responsibility is logistical support, faith spread, and appease believers, etc. They almost do not participate in the battle. If they fight, it is time for a sect to survive and die."

So... Roland smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I spend most of my time deriving magic in the magic tower and rarely participate in battles with people. I don't know much about this."

"It's okay, everyone is a novice. There are too many things in the game that we need to recognize." The man smiled and said, "You can call me Jeter."

"Jet...had you ever had breakfast?" Roland asked.

Jeter shook his head.

Hawke asked excitedly, "Are you treating me, a rich man!"

Roland nodded: "Of course, go to the Gray Sand Tavern, the atmosphere is more lively, I'll notify the captain by the way."

Jeter's expression was a little strange: "Roland, aren't you the captain?"

"No, a friend in our guild is. I'll leave him a message using the guild system."
Chapter completed!