Realistic Game

　　 Molan’s game life is always boring, no monsters, no pk, no tasks, and no interaction.

　　 There is only one wall and spells bursting out one after another.

　　 Use the wind blade technique to attack the wall one hundred times. If the mana is exhausted in the middle, the mana will be restored. While restoring the mana, recall the feeling of the previous release of the spell, sum up the experience, digest, and continue to use the magic to cast the spell when the mana is restored.

　　 After the one hundred wind blade spells ended, Mo Lan continued the fireball one hundred times, and the magic power was exhausted and the improvement was concluded.

　　 Resist the Ring of Fire.....The Gale...

　　Each spell is released a hundred times, and the commonly used spells are released in turn. Each time you release, sum up your experience, and try to do better the next time.

　　 I often hear people say that I have to choose my job according to my interests.

　　 In fact, when interest becomes a career, it is no longer an interest.

　　 This is true of work, and the same is true of playing games.

　　 Therefore, Mo Lan thinks that one sentence is more specific and more relevant.

　　 "Don't try to turn your interest into work, because then you will reduce one interest.

　　 But you can find interest in work, because then you can add an interest. "

　　 Mo Lan is like this, feeling his progress and gains when casting spells.

　　 Maybe the casting speed has increased by 0.5 seconds.

　　 Maybe the feeling of casting a spell is smoother.

　　 Maybe it’s because I have a deeper understanding of this spell model when I summarize.

　　 Accumulating bit by bit made Mo Lan feel relaxed. Under the stimulus of progress, Mo Lan even felt a little happy, not just feeling boring.

　　 Of course, Mo Lan sometimes feels unbearable.

　　 Once faced with such a situation, Mo Lan will exercise restraint. Only by enduring loneliness can he achieve success. This rule applies to playing games.

　　Of course, sometimes Mo Lan can't stand it, and Mo Lan has his own adjustment methods.

　　 Take a piece of black bread, soak in water and eat together, then leave the spell training ground, leave the No. 3 underground hole, and return to the tunnel below.

　　 This time, he didn't follow the fixed direction, just found a corner and opened a tunnel with the earth wall technique.

　　 The corridor is not straight, it may be upward, or downward, to the left, to the right, the entire corridor is crooked, and the direction depends on Mo Lan's mood.

　　 or don’t want to be in this direction, just switch to another direction.

　　 Punch a hole here and a hole there. This place tens of meters underground is an unmanned land, there is nothing, no pressure, let Mo Lan Sahuan make the hole.

　　 After venting, his mentality is relaxed, and Mo Lan will return to the spell training ground located above the No. 3 underground cave to continue the previous training.

　　 But take time to strengthen and stabilize the walls and ceiling before training to avoid collapse.

　　 And time went by in this kind of life, and there was only conversation with three roommates in the group. In the eyes of others, Mo Lan seemed to be missing without any news.

　　 And this kind of life until Zou Peng’s news came.

　　 "OK, we will be there soon."

　　 Mo Lan looked at the stone wall in front of him, wiped his sweat, and started walking back.

　　 "Left, left, right, left, right, left, front..."

　　 Mo Lan was confidently shuttled through the winding corridor.

　　 When he was bored, when he was lost, he opened up these corridors in various directions and different depths and connected them together.

　　 "Left... Right... Front... Left... Left... Left..."

　　 Mo Lan's tone became more and more hesitant, and more and more procrastinated.

　　 finally sat silently at an intersection, looking at the two familiar passages in front of him, lost in thought.

　　 "Who am I, where am I? I...how do I go?"

　　 opened the chat group silently.

　　 "@邹鹏, I said I was lost, do you believe it?"

　　 Zou Peng: "?? Where are you?"

　　 Mo Lan covered his face and typed two words silently.

"at home."

　　 Zou Peng: "???"

　　 Ding Jin: "??"

　　 Zhang Haobo: "?"

　　 Zou Peng: "I may not understand what you mean, you said you are at home... lost?"

　　 "Uh, yes. (//?//

　　 Ding Jin: "Is this a new way to show off your wealth?"

　　 Zhang Haobo: "Big brother, I'm in love."

　　 Mo Lan fell into silence, and suddenly didn't know how to explain it.

　　 "Forget it, I can't explain it clearly. Come to my house. When you get to find Al, let him take you to this room on the first floor."

　　 Zou Peng: "Well, wait for me."

　　 Ding Jin: "Come on."

　　 So the group chat was quiet again after thirty minutes.

　　 Zou Peng: "Where am I?"

　　 Ding Jin: "Where am I?"

　　 Zhang Haobo: "Where am I?"

　　 "???? You are not together?"

　　 As soon as Mo Lan spoke, the group suddenly became quiet.

　　 Zou Peng: "We think we should remember the way, so we find you separately."

　　 "Then what? That's it?"

　　 The group chat was quiet for a few seconds, and finally the angry emoji was output wildly.

　　 Ding Jin: ▼綠▼#

　　 Zhang Haobo: ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻"

　　 Zou Peng: "Brother, how did you do it?"

　　 "Awesome, hehe."

　　 "You are really a **** talent."

　　 "Thank you for the compliment (/ω＼)."

　　 "Go away, get us out now, now, now!"

　　 Mo Lan blinked his eyes, suddenly remembering something, and reminded him.

　　 "By the way, don't attack the tunnel too hard, it will collapse.

　　 I promise, you will not get out of death, um, you will not get out of death. "

　　"..."

　　 "Forget it, you call it, I will follow the sound to punch a hole."

　　 Mo Lan did not delay any longer, listened carefully to the sound, and then directly began to draw the earth wall technique.

　　 Fingers dance instinctively, spreading out along a corridor of voice.

　　The corridor took shape quickly, and in a short while, he came to Zou Peng's side. After his mental power sensed Zou Peng's breath, he changed his way slightly and merged with the howling Zou Peng.

　　 One by one, one after another, after a lot of effort, the four finally came together~www.readwn.com~How do we get out now? "

"have no idea."

　　 Mo Lan said simply, and the three looked at each other.

"beat him!"

　　 "Resist the ring of fire!"

　　 Almost at the same time, without waiting for the three of them to act, the fire ring of resistance in the spell slot was directly activated, and the three of them flew out along the passage.

　　 "Fuck."

　　 "Hey, sorry, sorry, hands are coming soon."

　　 Mo Lan said with a grinning stone skin technique on his body.

"beat him!"

　　 "Resist the ring of fire!"

　　 Boom!

　　 The three of them were lifted out before they rushed over.

　　 "Hey, sorry, subconscious action, subconscious action."

　　 After half an hour, the three of them walked onto the ground softly, and Mo Lan, with a blue nose and a swollen face, walked out slowly.

　　 "I remember you!"

　　 "Hey, how did you do it? I just need to dig such a deep hole, and even I am lost."

　　 Mo Lan touched his nose after hearing this.

　　 "When I get lost too much, I will re-open a way out. The more times, that's it. In a three-dimensional irregular maze, the walls and corners are exactly the same."

　　 "You are still proud, can you come out by yourself?"

　　 "No, isn't this right, I can't get out of it, can others get out?"

　　 Mo Lan suddenly reacted, gradually becoming proud, and speaking more straightforwardly and confidently, and added a sentence after speaking.

　　 "I planned it from the beginning, eh."

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