New Player Gift Pack

Fan Lang followed the steward to a residential area. The houses here were far better than the dog kennels assigned to Registered Servants, each one a private courtyard.

The steward pointed ahead and told Fan Lang to choose a place for himself.

Fan Lang stepped closer and asked with a smile, "The closer you are to the water, the sooner you catch the moon's reflection. I want to live closer to Miss Luo. This place isn't very good. Could you switch me somewhere else?"

The steward's face darkened. This young man is far too shameless. He actually dreams of getting his hands on Miss Luo, a precious daughter of nobility!

"This is where the retainers live. You can only choose your residence here," the steward said irritably.

"If I can't get close to Miss Luo, then I'll just pick any place. Monkey, help me choose," Fan Lang said listlessly.

Monkey, on the other hand, was quite enthusiastic about it. He went from house to house and chose the largest courtyard for Fan Lang. Wherever Fan Lang lived, Monkey would naturally live there too.

The hard days were gone for good. The two of them no longer had to squeeze into a palm-sized room, and their food, clothing, housing, and travel would all improve greatly.

Standing in the spacious, brightly lit room, Monkey was overwhelmed with emotion.

"I never thought that I, Hou Guangzu, would one day live in such a fine house and become a steward of the City Lord's Mansion. Lang Ge, it's all thanks to you. I don't even know what to say. You're truly my benefactor..." Monkey said excitedly.

"Enough, enough. Don't make it so mushy. You're giving me goosebumps. What's so exciting about being a mere steward? Stick with me, and I'll take you out to see the big world. By then, you'll realize that this City Lord's Mansion is too small. Even Wind Cloud City is too small," Fan Lang said dismissively.

"Lang Ge, you're incredible. You weren't this impressive before, were you? Why do you suddenly seem like a completely different person?"

"I suddenly had an epiphany recently and grasped the true essence of the Mystic Dao. That's why I became so powerful."

"An epiphany? How do you get one? Teach me!"

"It's simple. Just ram your head against a wall. Keep doing it, and eventually you'll have an epiphany."

"Really?"

"Really!"

Fan Lang lied without batting an eye, and Monkey actually believed him. That very night, he slammed his head into the wall over a hundred times. He never gained an epiphany, but he did end up with a head full of bumps.

While Monkey was banging his head against the wall, Fan Lang activated the system and considered what part to modify next. After looking through it all, his attention settled on the new player gift pack.

The little icon flashed constantly, tempting him like a flirtatious little minx. It was impossible not to notice it.

"The new player gift pack contains Experience Points and money, but not much of either, so they're useless to me. The only useful thing inside is a random card. It can randomly produce a one- to three-star card. If I'm lucky enough to get a three-star card, I'll have struck it rich."

Fan Lang became interested in the random card and began trying to unlock the new player gift pack through modification.

Unlocking it involved the payment section, making it a little more difficult to alter than Fan Lang had expected. He buried himself in research for two hours before overcoming every problem.

The icon for the new player gift pack burst with light. The package opened, and a string of items popped out.

The player unlocked the new player gift pack and obtained 1,000 Experience Points, 500 taels of silver, 1 iron sword, 1 set of iron armor, and 1 random card. The card can produce up to a 3-star card!

Fan Lang had finally pried open the new player gift pack. He did not care about all that miscellaneous junk. The only thing he cared about was the random card.

It was time to see whether luck was on his side!

If his luck was good, he would draw a three-star card. If his luck was bad, he would draw a one- or two-star card.

"May the protagonist's halo bless me and give me a three-star card!"

With a thought, Fan Lang selected the random card. It began spinning on its own, and the question mark on its front flashed past.

Three stars! Three stars!

No Nokia! No iPhone! Just Samsung!

Fan Lang silently urged it on.

The card spun slower and slower until it finally stopped.

The moment Fan Lang saw the image on the card, his heart went cold. He was so frustrated he nearly suffered internal injuries.

The player drew the one-star card "Holy Light Be With You."

Holy Light Be With You:

Category: Skill Card.

Star Rating: ★

Effect: Releases a ball of light to illuminate the darkness of the world. A single-use item that becomes useless after one use.

Mystic Power Cost: 1 point.

"System, I'll fuck your ancestors! Of all the cards you could've given me, you gave me the worst card in all of Magic Martial Era!"

Fan Lang completely lost it. He wanted nothing more than to drag the system out of his body and beat it senseless to vent his fury.

He had spent two whole hours obtaining the new player gift pack, only to pull the worst possible card. Of course he was furious.

Drawing cards was all about luck. Back when Magic Martial Era still had players, they would casually do ten consecutive draws or a hundred consecutive draws. Some rich players would even do a thousand consecutive draws, throwing huge sums of money into it.

When people with bad luck failed to draw good cards, they would curse the designers for being greedy and complain that the drop rates were bullshit. Fan Lang had no idea how many times he had been cursed over this.

Now that he had drawn a terrible card himself, he finally understood how those players had felt.

As the saying went—good and evil would eventually be repaid, and the heavenly way always came full circle. If you didn't believe it, just look up. Who had Heaven ever spared?

"Damn it. If I'd known, I would've set the odds higher when designing the game. Luck is completely unreliable. It looks like I'll have to study how to modify the card-drawing function later and make sure I draw good cards every time."

Fan Lang made up his mind.

There were many chances to draw cards in Magic Martial Era, not just through the new player gift pack. There would be plenty more times in the future when luck would be put to the test.

Nothing else happened that night. The next morning, roosters crowed, hens laid eggs, and the sleeping people woke to a new day.

Fan Lang got up early and enjoyed the most sumptuous breakfast he had eaten since joining the City Lord's Mansion. Then he headed straight for the library, intending to return the books he had borrowed before and borrow some new ones.

Having reached the Mystic General realm, he could learn more powerful skills. He had to keep up in this regard, or he would not be able to maintain his strength.

When learning skills, each realm allowed one to learn skills up to one star above their level.

Mystic Apprentices could learn up to two-star skills, Mystic Soldiers could learn up to three-star skills, Mystic Generals could learn up to four-star skills, and so on.

Four-star skills were Fan Lang's current limit. Even if someone gave him a five-star skill, he could not learn it unless he modified the system settings.

Fan Lang entered the library and ran straight into Old White. The old man's aged eyes lit up the moment he saw Fan Lang enter.

That look nearly made Fan Lang's skin crawl.

"These are the four books I borrowed before. I'm returning them all," Fan Lang said, taking out the four manuals and placing them on the table.

Old White gave them a glance and could not be bothered to inspect these ordinary manuals closely. He placed his hand over the books, stared wide-eyed at Fan Lang, and asked, "Fan Lang, tell me the truth. Did you really learn all these manuals in just two days?"

"I told you, it only took one day. Why would I need two?" Fan Lang corrected him.

"I still can't believe it. It's simply too unbelievable."

"If you don't believe me, why don't we test it?"

"How?"

"Lend me a few manuals for free and see whether I can learn them in a short time. If I can, that proves I wasn't lying to you!"

Fan Lang made the suggestion with a smile. It was not really to prove his credibility, but to get his hands on a few more Skill Books.

Still, it was no wonder Old White was doubtful. It was like someone claiming that a rooster had laid an egg. It was clearly impossible, so naturally no one would believe it.

Learning several manuals in a single day was no different from a rooster laying eggs!

Despite his age, Old White's curiosity was as strong as a child's. He nodded and accepted Fan Lang's suggestion. It was only a few books, and he happened to have the authority to lend them out.

"Come on. I'll take you upstairs to choose some manuals. Pick whichever ones you need!" Old White said, slapping the table.