This Feature Was Simply Amazing!

Hedy had not been gone from the royal capital for long before all 1,000 Magic Net Rings were activated.

The book immediately enabled the Private Chat feature.

Although Private Chat and Magic Space were independent features, they were linked together.

The nickname entered when first activating a Magic Net Ring became one's unique soul account and would be synced across all future applications.

Compared to any chat tool Roger had seen in his previous life, the Private Chat feature was far simpler.

It could not send emojis, pictures, or voice messages. Other than text, there was nothing fancy about it.

But that was already enough!

In this land of fantasy, although spells like Wind Whisper allowed long-distance communication, their limit was only one or two kilometers. They could not truly be called communication tools, at most functioning as walkie-talkies.

"Magic Goddess above, Technology God above, they actually released a new feature so quickly!"

"Private Chat? We can chat privately?"

"We can add friends? Communicate with friends one-on-one?! This feature is incredible!"

For ordinary citizens, nightfall meant it was time to rest.

Even oil lamps were very expensive.

But for spellcasters who possessed magic, Magic Crystal lamps were nothing rare.

Even in the dead of night, their residences were lit as brightly as day.

The moment the Private Chat feature appeared, it attracted the attention of many people.

Horace, the first person to receive a Magic Net Ring, had remained excited these past few days.

Whenever he had a moment of free time, he surfed the internet.

He was a bona fide internet addict, though such a term had yet to emerge in this world.

After learning about the Private Chat feature, he quickly browsed through a post he had recently spammed and focused on someone called "Wild Mage Adrift." He clicked the other party's name and sent a friend request.

Sure enough.

The other party was still online.

There was almost no delay before he received a notification that it had been accepted.

When he opened his friend list, "Wild Mage Adrift" was already prominently listed within it.

"This is way too convenient!"

As Horace marveled, his finger slid across the light screen and sent a message: "Testing the Private Chat feature. Can you receive this, Wild Mage?"

"Received! Haha, this feature is simply amazing! When I talked about Tina with you all in Magic Space before, I always felt like people were watching. This feature perfectly solves that problem. Magic Goddess above, Technology God above, they are simply the best gods I've ever seen!"

Wild Mage Adrift seemed extremely excited.

He was entirely caught up in a state of exhilaration.

"Praise the Magic Goddess, praise the Technology God. However, what I wish to know now is what you wanted to say but hesitated to say in Magic Space earlier. I know those things may be rather shocking. You were worried that others in Magic Space would discover who you were, but here, you need have no such concerns!"

Every mage explored the essence of the world, sought out mysteries, and studied runes... but not every line of research could be accepted by the world.

Wild Mage Adrift seemed to be such a person.

There were many things he simply did not dare say in front of others, but on the internet, in Magic Space, no one knew who anyone else was. Unseen, his courage grew considerably.

Gradually, as he became accustomed to this sense of anonymity, he began to wonder whether he could use this method to find like-minded companions. But he had not expected the first person to appear so quickly...

Though he did not know whether they could truly become companions.

That night, he and Horace talked about many things.

That night, the mages of the royal capital also talked about many things.

Some sharp-minded people had already begun discussing just how far the Magic Internet could reach.

Near midnight, the door of the Royal Mage Association president's home was suddenly knocked on.

"Oh, damn it, don't tell me some drunk noble got the wrong house in the middle of the night?"

The awakened association president's face was filled with displeasure.

His home was in the nobles' district.

The nobles there always loved holding one banquet after another throughout the night.

Whether it was Flame Moon or Chilly Moon, it was always the same.

Occasionally, they even knocked on the wrong door.

But as president of the Royal Mage Association, he could not turn them away.

That would have been improper etiquette.

But this time, the visitor was clearly far beyond his expectations.

"Oh?! My heavens. Why would you, a most esteemed rune scholar, come knocking on my door at such an hour?"

The association president looked at the visitor with an extremely surprised expression.

She was an elderly woman dressed in a blue rune robe. She stood there quietly, without revealing any aura, yet still gave off a sense of majesty.

The president of the Rune Society.

One of the city's only two Legendary mages.

The ceiling of human combat power.

Their existence was like the greatest deterrent against enemies.

"Have you heard of the Magic Internet, Wilton?"

"Magic Internet? What an obscure term. May I ask, is this a new type of magic, or ancient lost magic?"

Wilton clearly did not know the name.

"Wilton, living in the nobles' district for so long has infected you with their laziness and backwardness. You should move somewhere else."

The Rune Society president's expression did not change much. "Several days ago, a Low-Order Mage called Hedy the Coffin Bearer carried that old fellow's coffin through the city, distributing a goddess-bestowed item called the Magic Net Ring. One merely needs to pray to the goddess to communicate with others through the ring, and today they even..."

"Oh? Such a thing exists?" After hearing this, Wilton's face filled with astonishment. "Then wouldn't that mean we no longer need to continue investing in Communication Runes? We already have a ready-made solution?"

Praying to the Magic Goddess was something every mage had done. Though perhaps only once in a lifetime... who cared about doing it a few more times?

At the very least, Wilton did not care.

What he cared more about was practical benefit.

Researching Communication Runes required astronomical investment every year, enough to build ten magic towers, yet there had never been much progress.

Now, someone was actually distributing such tools for free in the city... the first thing that came to his mind was the practically endless supply of Gold Shields.

"Wilton, I see you truly have been infected by these kingdom nobles."

The old woman's expression finally turned somewhat unpleasant. "How can you guarantee that these rings will always work? How can you guarantee that these rings are not bait released by someone else?! I came to invite you to study the communication runes on them."