The Right Way to Get Started in a Game World

"Not see."

"Just say I'm in seclusion for spiritual practice."

Roger, meticulously sewing the Tinder Pouch, casually replied.

Qu Ling nodded in agreement.

Since coming up the mountain, the girl had been chosen by Roger to be his personal errand boy because of her good looks.

This month has passed.

Her performance was not bad.

Qu Ling's greatest strength is her down-to-earth and hardworking nature.

Roger says one thing, and she will never ask two; she will simply obey.

The same is true today.

Just as she was about to turn and leave.

Roger suddenly spoke up:

"Wait a moment."

"Get Cisco here for me."

Qu Ling nodded.

They ran off in a flash.

Roger continued working diligently.

He is very weak now, and his right hand is mostly useless.

But sewing Tinder Pouch is still a piece of cake.

With the help of a new batch of "Phoenix Feathers" funded by Larion.

One by one, the slightly fishy-smelling Tinder Pouch were successfully formed.

And today.

Roger finally achieved the small goal he had set for himself.

On the data panel.

"You have successfully made one Tinder Pouch."

"Your tailoring experience +1, item crafting experience +1"

"Hint: The stacking of the Tinder Pouch ' is complete. You have obtained ' Tinder Pouch (*10000)'"

Put down "Shar's Silver Scissors" and "The Tailoring Master's Sewing Kit".

Roger gently patted the newly upgraded baby.

I felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on his face.

Roger's expression looked so simple and content.

certainly.

In Cindy's eyes.

This expression looks rather ferocious and terrifying.

Roger played with the newly made Myriad Grid Pouch for a while, thoroughly enjoying it.

My emotions gradually calmed down.

The process of making Myriad Grid Pouch is not difficult.

It relies on the perseverance of water dripping on stone.

In this process.

Roger's fingers were pricked countless times.

Later on...

Thick calluses had formed on the tips and pads of his index, thumb, and middle fingers.

Behind the glamorous and Myriad Grid Pouch.

It was the result of his tireless efforts day and night.

In this process.

Roger not only gained a wealth of tailoring experience.

Moreover, he acquired a skill that could only be obtained by working in the tailoring field for a long time!

"Dexterity: Through years of tailoring experience, your fingers have become highly skilled, always able to execute your ideas; your finger dexterity is at least 90 points; you almost never make mistakes when sewing clothes and handling leather goods; your success rate in creating other items has increased by 30%."

You have a significant bonus in skills such as 'lock picking', 'stealing', and 'playing the piano'; you have a significant bonus in actions such as 'snap your fingers', 'sign language', 'hand shadows', and 'caressing';...

This is a seemingly ordinary specialty.

In fact, it has a wide range of uses.

This aligns with Roger's previous title, "The Craftsman."

His finger dexterity will surpass the limits of human ability.

To achieve a certain...

Incredibly smooth.

Any movement involving the fingers.

He can execute 120% of the commands.

"Such beautiful fingers, it's a real shame they don't go into esports."

Roger unconsciously twitched his ten fingers in the setting sun.

They started making hand shadows on the rocks.

Until Cisco arrived.

He then calmed down.

"How's the matter I asked you to investigate going?"

Roger asked.

Today, Cisco was wearing a loose-fitting long-sleeved martial arts uniform.

Even so.

The faint outline of his chest was also very eye-catching.

Roger wouldn't interfere with his choice in this regard.

After all, it's a personal hobby.

As long as it doesn't damage the image of the Clear Spring Sect, it's fine.

"Reporting to the teacher, there isn't much information we can find."

Cisco reported very efficiently, "That guy named ' Thompson ' is indeed a very radical ' Elemental Supremacy '."

"All the clues indicate that he opened the Planet Teleportation Gate, but I still have no clue how he made contact with the alien organization. Given his demonstrated abilities, it would be incredibly difficult for him to make direct contact with someone of Vilan's caliber."

"After the first alien group landed, Thompson and one of their teams went to the East Coast, where they disappeared without a trace, presumably killed by the tentacles of the Icadore."

"My years of investigative experience tell me that there's definitely more to this story than meets the eye."

Roger nodded.

This is similar to the result of his divination.

The young man named Thompson did not appear in this final battle.

But Roger never forgot that it all started because of him.

"You will continue to be in charge of investigating this matter."

Roger said.

After discussing the tasks assigned earlier.

The two then exchanged a few more words.

The discussion mainly focuses on martial arts.

Roger taught Cisco not the orthodox martial arts of the Clear Spring Sect, but rather the unique skills of Black Tiger Master.

Cisco was overjoyed to have found such extraordinary skills.

It feels like I've finally found a kindred spirit after searching for many years.

Regarding Black Tiger Master's philosophy.

He acknowledged it to the extreme.

This month has passed.

The female assassin has successfully mastered the "Knee Strike" and the "Groin Kick".

Only the "slide tackle" requires the accumulation of "qi" (vital energy).

Seeing this scene.

Roger was also very pleased.

The martial arts of the Clear Spring Sect need someone to inherit and carry forward them.

The same applies to Black Tiger Master.

It is said that the headquarters of the Pingsha School and the ruins of other martial arts schools are located near the Assassin Alliance.

Wait until the time is right.

Roger will make the trip himself.

Hopefully, more martial arts styles will be able to reappear like the Clear Spring Sect in the future.

After Cisco left.

The sky was getting dark.

Roger stretched and walked up the mountainside.

In just one month.

The once desolate Clear Spring Mountain has undergone a dramatic transformation.

Larion led a group of Emperor Eagle to build a nest on the mountaintop.

They officially joined the Clear Spring Sect as "Sect Master's Close Friend".

Since most of the disciples cannot fly, they can only rely on climbing vines to go up and down the mountain for the time being.

Larion then took the initiative to take on the responsibility of leading his disciples up and down the mountain.

There are now more than 30 Emperor Eagle that reside permanently at the mountain gate.

Fly 4 times a day.

That just means each person only needs to fly one day a month.

The only price the Clear Spring Sect had to pay was to build a hot spring plaza for them and provide them with a small amount of food.

In case we encounter an enemy.

These Emperor Eagle will also help fight.

It's an extremely good deal.

Roger knew.

This is Larion expressing his gratitude for being saved.

"This is what they mean by good deeds being rewarded..."

"It's definitely not because the Emperor Eagle can't be marked with the Sin Mark..."

Roger firmly believed this.

Go up from Shiquan Square.

There is a path leading to a secluded valley.

That area is now Griffith's territory.

Roger chose four honest and reliable disciples from among his disciples.

They were instructed to regularly drive live pigs to the valley.

Add a treat to the holy sword "Griffith".

After the war ended.

After much deliberation, Roger finally gritted his teeth and severed his ties with Griffith's Life Sword.

The reason is quite simple.

The nurturing of the Life Sword requires mutual understanding and harmony between the two parties.

Griffith is very strong.

But it is a weapon with its own personality.

It has already been thoroughly explored by others.

I want to be in Roger's shape.

It's difficult.

What Roger needed was a Life Sword that he had developed entirely on his own.

From this perspective.

Griffith is not as practical as the Phantom Axe.

not to mention.

This fellow is extremely unruly.

Roger relied on the imprint of the Master Qu Feng to suppress it.

What if the marks run out?

This guy couldn't be controlled.

Roger didn't want internal strife, so he ultimately made this decision.

Fortunately, the Life Sword relationship was severed.

He then signed another contract with Griffith.

He used the "Jade Spring Token" to mobilize part of the power of the Mountain Protection Array.

After that.

Griffith thus became part of the Mountain Protection Array.

As long as the Clear Spring Sect Disciple feed the pigs continuously.

It will continue to protect the area within the Clear Spring River region.

This is a weakening factor for Roger himself.

But this does greatly enhance the safety of Clear Spring Mountain.

In response to this.

Roger, on the other hand, was quite optimistic.

Anyway, he didn't go anywhere during his six-month period of weakness—even when Old Bard begged him at the mountain gate, he still didn't go out, all to ensure absolute safety.

As for six months later...

He then went to look for a suitable Life Sword.

Nothing can be accomplished overnight.

Roger has always understood this principle and has always put it into practice.

The only pity is that the sword-forging mission failed.

This was the first time Roger had ever seen a reward slip through his fingers.

That feeling can only be described in one word—

itch!...

There is another path beside the path leading to the valley.

This road leads to the back mountain.

It was the residence of Roger's servants.

This includes Quasi-Horned Demon and gray wolves.

After the last great war.

Among Roger's many spoils of war were several "Magic Conch" filled with a large number of Sunlight Jellyfish.

He left one-third for his underlings to do research.

Roger ruthlessly Assassin the jellyfish.

Nowadays.

His Quick Resurrection count has accumulated to 6788! And this number...

Less than a quarter of the progress bar.

All I can say is that the "Sunlight Jellyfish" truly has a deep and abiding affection!

But the bad news is...

The Quasi-Horned Demon encountered significant obstacles in their attempts to cultivate the Sunlight Jellyfish.

Even though Roger transferred several research talents from the Truth Society to help.

The progress is also very slow.

The reason seems to be that, in addition to sea salt, Sunlight Jellyfish need another ingredient to survive.

That ingredient cannot be found near Gem City.

Faced with this situation.

Roger was helpless.

We can only wait for good news.

Follow the path and climb the steps.

Roger's trip was to "Saint Tiger Pavilion".

But as they walked...

A very bad feeling welled up in his heart!

at first.

Roger was very puzzled.

This is the Clear Spring Sect's Mountain Protection Array! Judging from the attribute description of the Jade Spring Token...

It's impossible to break through this place without Immortal-grade power! But the next second...

He finally realized the source of the trouble.

"Extraordinary Perception: Someone has used the 14th-level divine spell ' Wish Spell ' on you."

"Hint: You are about to leave Clear Spring Mountain"

The next moment.

Roger's figure suddenly disappeared on the mountain path.

The world spun around.

It felt like time and space were intertwined.

In a daze.

Roger felt as if he were walking through a time tunnel.

In front of the 'Time Tunnel'.

It was a familiar figure.

now.

He was smiling at Roger.

He was saying something, but Roger didn't hear a word!

Roger quickly calmed down.

His Sixth Sense told him.

Hearing has lost its meaning here.

He curiously examined the colorful flowing walls of the 'time tunnel,' which were covered with many distorted images.

Suddenly.

An incredibly thick hand reached out from the colorful flowing wall.

It slapped Roger's forehead three times hard.

Then it disappeared.

Roger was slightly startled.

But he quickly calmed down.

"Sixth Sense: You sense someone is hinting at something to you, but here, you cannot harm anyone, nor can you be harmed by anyone."

"Hint: Your specialty ' Wander the Aether Sea ' can come in handy..."

Roger's heart skipped a beat.

"Could this be the Void Realm or the Aether Sea?"

Before he could make a move.

The 'time tunnel' then came to an end.

The next second.

The colorful flowing wall disappeared.

Instead, there was a dark, imposing stone wall.

His intuition told him so.

This is in a deep, dark cave! Ahead.

That familiar face was still smiling at Roger.

Between breaths.

The man casually summoned a "Wizard's Fire," and his smile gradually twisted into a grimace.

"You've really pushed me to the brink, Master Roger."

Roger gently shook his head:

"I should have known it was yours."

"Mr. Bard."

"No, I think I should call you Captain? Or do you prefer the Withered King? Or the God of Fertility?"

Old Bard laughed exaggeratedly, his mouth stretched to its widest point. "Hahaha... you're so smart."

"But do you, with your intelligence, know that even now, I am unwilling to be your enemy?"

Roger nodded:

"Know."

Old Bard laughed heartily, "I know you know."

"I've been hiding, I've been hiding, but you keep pressing me..."

"I knew things were bad the moment that kid Yu Song showed a weakness—but I've made all the compromises I could."

"I even returned that Jade Spring Token to you. Isn't that enough to prove my sincerity?"

"But what about you? After killing Yu Song, you immediately turned your attention to the Wither Cult I had painstakingly built up, and even killed my pet Two-Headed Dragon! And you used the Mystra!"

"You're a real scoundrel."

Roger sighed softly.

Now that things have come to this...

He had naturally figured out the cause and effect of the matter—

In fact, Roger wasn't targeting the other party at all.

Running into the Withered Cultist was really just luck...

But he won't say it.

At present.

Roger pondered for a moment and said, "Your goal is to use the virtual godhood to collect various forms of Power of Faith and become an 'Ascended One' in one fell swoop, isn't it?"

"Yu Song was exposed, you packaged him as a scapegoat."

"At the Deer Hunting Platform in the Southern Tomb Wilderness, you tried to kill me but failed."

"You knew that if things continued like this, I would completely ruin your Ascension Road, so you found ' Thompson ' and had him open Planet Teleportation Gate, trying to get the alien organization to deal with me—it couldn't be easier for you."

"Since you can devise a cunning and scheming Yu Song, it would be even easier for you to fool a brainless young monk."

"You're the one who contacted Vilan, right? I knew that kind of hothead couldn't possibly get in touch with Quinan's people."

"Afterwards, you sent Thompson to the East Coast to cover it up?"

"So, what role did Icadore play behind the scenes?"

Roger asked sincerely.

Since Thompson died at the hands of Icadore.

So Old Bard must have known in advance that He would make a move.

Considering that everything this guy did before was to erase his own traces.

Now, let's jump out.

They've probably become so desperate that they're resorting to desperate measures.

So Roger secretly gripped the "Tomb Suppressing Stone" with his left hand.

Even with his half-crippled right hand, he is always ready to deliver a powerful punch.

"None of these matters anymore."

Old Bard's expression was complicated. "You forced me to use my only near-immortal ' Wish Spell ' scroll, and now you're going to force me to die."

"To be honest, you've already been very successful."

"But in any case, I have achieved my goal."

"You can no longer hinder my plans."

The next second.

Roger looked on with a hint of surprise.

Old Bard's mouth suddenly split open.

Immediately afterwards.

His entire body shattered into pieces! In an instant.

The cave was filled with blood and gore.

Hint: Old Bard is dead.

"Extraordinary Perception: You have sensed that Old Bard has lost a wisp of divinity, a wisp of divinity that came from the ' God of Tainted Blood '."

"Insight: You realize that ' Old Bard,' ' Captain,' ' Withered King,' and ' God of Progeny and Cultivation ' are all the same person, an incarnation of the ' God of Tainted Blood.'"

"Sixth Sense: You realize that after the ' Spring Valley Incident ', the Captain of the Cowas Starship and the God of Tainted Blood merged into one..."

"I see."

Sensing that wondrous flow of information.

Roger couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This guy is clearly a major villain, yet he manages to make himself look pitiful.

It's as if Roger is the one who committed all the evil deeds.

But upon closer reflection...

Roger didn't give Old Bard any chances.

After killing Vilan's men.

Roger had been hiding inside the Mountain Protection Array.

Old Bard came to visit.

He refused to see any of them.

No wonder the former, in desperation, pulled out a 14-ring "Wish Spell" scroll! This time, he successfully tricked Roger.

It can be said that they had planned this all along.

first.

He had to block out Roger's Sixth Sense.

You must not act maliciously when tearing the scroll.

That's very difficult.

Secondly.

Because the Wish Spell Scroll itself is a divine spell.

Roger is not immune.

It would be hilarious if it were replaced with spell scrolls.

third.

Old Bard needs to ensure that the scroll he uses is of a high enough level to directly capture people from the Mountain Protection Array.

Moreover, Roger must be in a state of being unprepared.

Otherwise, the prayer may fail.

fourth.

The Wish Spell is a divine spell with extremely demanding conditions for its activation.

It cannot cause any harm on its own.

The target of the 'prayer' cannot suffer any loss or harm before, during, or after the spell takes effect.

Even harm indirectly caused by the act of 'praying' is not allowed!

This means that it must have been very painful for Old Bard to pray.

He probably hated Roger to the core.

But one has to pray for some relatively positive 'wishes'.

That's how Roger was finally brought here.

fifth.

Perhaps to confirm whether the Wish Spell was successful, Old Bard's clone had to come over in person.

In order not to leave any more traces.

He chose to commit suicide.

Although he was only an incarnation of the God of Tainted Blood.

But suicide is definitely a very painful thing.

In summary.

In order to get rid of Roger, this great killer.

Old Bard's efforts were truly commendable.

He even risked his own life.

As for the final result—

Roger silently looked at the "Tomb Suppressing Stone" in his hand.

The data panel shows that this thing is still in an "available" state.

In other words...

As long as he removes this stone, he can return to Clear Spring Mountain smoothly.

Upon seeing this.

Roger felt much more relaxed, but he couldn't help but sigh.

He looked at Old Bard's body.

I suddenly became very curious about what kind of 'wish' he was praying for.

Hesitated for a moment.

His hands pressed down on the chunks of meat.

"Sixth Sense: You've worked hard for a long time and finally detected the traces of Old Bard's ' Wish Spell."

"Old Bard's wish: I hope to travel to Qurinan with the esteemed Master Roger. Please ensure that the landing site is safe and discreet..."

"Ah, this..."

Roger immediately released his grip on the Tomb Suppressing Stone.

Kuynam!

This is Qinnan! Old Bard went to all that trouble to send him to Qinnan?! The next second.

Roger's eyes were filled with joy!

"This is the Correct Way to Open Another World Game!"

"A plot I'm completely unfamiliar with..."

"Some familiar figures and forces..."

"Artifacts and treasures that I vaguely remember..."

"And there are very familiar monsters..."

"And countless good brothers lurking among them..."

"I'm here!"

Inside the cave.

Beside Old Bard's body.

Then came Roger's hearty laughter.

Under the glow of the Wizard's Fire.

It seemed somewhat eerie.