prince birth

This is the year 2100 AD. As a result of advances in technology - such as virtual reality, and basic sleep-based games - online gaming has developed rapidly over the years.

As such, online gaming realism has increased from 50% ... 60% ... 70% ... to 80%. The market is currently dominated by two MMO giants - World and Life - both of which have achieved an 85% realism level. With over 80% of the human population making up the number of Players, the first thing someone asks an new acquaintance is, "Are you from the World of from Life?"

However, things have started to change. The world's largest tech company has caused a huge stir with a revelation: after Ten years of research, they've created Second Life, a brand new game with a realism rate of 99%

And now the whole world is waiting with Bated breath...

Online, in the World...

"Bro, look, what do you think this is?"

I, Feng Xiao Xiao, lifted the "Blue River Goddess" staff, showing it off to my twin sister. Ha ha! With 102 magic power, and the property of increasing ice-based attack power by 20%, the "Blue River Goddess" was definitely a magician's treasure. It took a little effort to persuade my husband to buy it.

"Blue River Goddess'?" What the hell, Sis; isn't this stick worth a hundred thousand gold? Where did you get that money? Did you win the Lottery or something?" Feng Wu Qing - who happened to be my real younger brother - asked. , staring at the stick in my hand.

"My husband gave it to me, of course," I replied with satisfaction, still showing off.

"Another gift from my brother-in-law... It must be nice to be a woman, with equipment delivered to your doorstep automatically, and not having to work hard on it yourself," muttered Feng Wu Qing.

"What did you say ?!" My brows crease as I focus. Ice bolts - intermediate tier spells - flew at him.

Being a warrior, Feng Wu Qing's magical resistance didn't matter. His HP immediately halved. Considering that the amount of pain felt in the game was only 20% of what a person would feel in reality, these ice bolts would probably be as painful as chopping with a kitchen knife. Wait, isn't that... very painful ?! I realized.

"Hey, that hurts! Cut it out, right?" Seeing him losing half his health, Feng Wu Qing had no choice but to start ingesting health elixirs. "Grumbling..."

"What..."

You dare call me a bitch? Or I should say: if you - a mere level 95 warrior - dared to scold me - a level 115 mage... you would want to DIE! Enraged, I had completely forgotten that the person in front of me was my brother and chanted a high-level spell, blowing it up in a Blizzard. Suddenly, I realized what I had done. Damn, Wu Qing couldn't possibly die now, right?

"Urgh..." From my brother's pathetic moaning voice, it must be very painful... Sorry, bro.

"Damn it, crazy woman, you idiot! Are you trying to kill me ?!" Feng Wu Qing wheezed, lying on the ground half dead. Seeing that he was still alive, I felt a sense of relief.

"Who told you to call me a *****? Besides, your level and equipment are too pitiful, if you pass out with just a lump of ice and a Blizzard. I can only step on you and you Will have the luck to become the first warrior trampled to death by a mage." Seeing that Wu Qing was still alive, I couldn't help but mock him any further.

Lying on the ground, Feng Wu Qing seemed to have been humiliated with anger, as he replied coldly. "Who wants to be shameless like you ?! Always asking people to give you equipment or to help you level, always hiding behind the party, always good ninja-loot... It would be ridiculous if you were still low level and wearing junk gear!"

Enraged, I could feel the heat rising on my cheek. "I ... I ..." feel a little guilty...

Seeing that I was speechless, Feng Wu Qing decided to rub salt on my wounds. Being so Blunt, is he really my brother? "I'm not finished talking. You ladies only know how to beg other people to equip you and help you level up, always choosing a class that Will allow you to hide and gain experience from afar."

I stomped my feet on the ground. "Okay, why don't we reroll and see who level up faster?"

Feng Wu Qing sneered. "Forget it. What's the point of rerolling? Brother-in-law Will still help you and there Will still be a bunch of men who Will brace you and provide you with tools."

"It's because they want to, it has nothing to do with me!"

"Then don't accept it and practice it yourself!"

"But it Will be useless..." I said in a small voice.

"Hmph!" Feng Wu Qing looked at me coldly.

I felt my anger increase, but just as I was about to open my mouth and continue arguing with him, the boss's fast fire monkey suddenly appeared from behind my brother. Rushing towards us at lightning speed, it hit my brother's head with a powerful punch. Could it be grudge, I wonder...

Stunned, I watched helplessly as my brother turned into a pillar of light and shot toward the sky. After dying in the game, one Will always turn into a pillar of light and fly back to the point of rebirth.

Oh shit, my brother died... I'm in deep trouble. According to World sick rules, if killed by a mob, one's level would return to level one. She Will give my sadness, I thought, breaking out in a cold sweet. But i had forgotten, that the boss was still in front of me - except now that I am a mage without warriors for the meat Shield...

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