Roland recalled what he had done before.
Have a drink and try casting spells in reality!
Damn it, is that the reason
If before this, Roland had told others that he fainted with blood spurting from his nose because he planned to cast a spell like in the game, he would probably be regarded as a middle-aged child.
But now, Roland has a strange intuition.
The reason why he fainted must be because he wanted to cast a spell. This was definitely the reason.
He was in a daze, and Shuke looked at him from the side, with a subtle expression that seemed to have thought of something.
Such speculation made Roland unable to change his outlook. He was stunned for a while, found his mobile phone on the small table next to the hospital bed, made a silent gesture to several callers, and then dialed Got the phone.
A few seconds later, a familiar voice came on the phone.
"Dad, I won't go back for lunch. Shuke asked me to go to his place for a drink."
"Don't drink too much and come back early."
"Okay, no problem." Roland replied in an extremely energetic tone.
As soon as the phone hung up, he immediately returned to his previous depressed look.
"Don't tell my family." Roland looked at the children and smiled weakly: "And Li Lin, I'll transfer some money to you and help me buy a set of clothes. These clothes are full of blood. I'm afraid. If you wear it back, your family will find out and they will be worried.”
"What money do you want!" Li Lin muttered, turned around and left the ward.
Beta said: "Brother Luolan, are you hungry? I'll go outside and buy you some food."
"No, I'll order a takeout to deliver some lean meat porridge."
Roland felt very hungry and his body felt very empty. When I was in college, the night I caught up with my ex-girlfriend and ate meat, I was not as tired after five sage hours in one night.
Seeing that Roland had nothing to do, Brazil, Rafi, and Hussere said hello and left first.
Shuke and Beta stayed and planned to take care of Roland, because they were the two most idle now.
Not long after, the lean meat porridge was delivered. Roland devoured it and then lay half on the bed. He and Shuke Beita chatted wordlessly. After chatting for less than ten minutes, they slowly fell asleep.
Shuke asked Beta to go home first, and he would take care of Roland here.
When Roland woke up again, it was already evening.
The doctor came to check and found that there was nothing wrong with him, so he was discharged.
Then Shuke placed a bag next to Roland's bed: "These are the clothes Li Lin bought for you. He went home in an emergency. You can see if they fit."
APC's clothes have a simple style, which is quite what Luolan likes.
After changing clothes in the changing room, Roland and Shuke left the hospital.
On the way home, Shuke said: "If you still feel uncomfortable in any way, be sure to say it. Don't make us worry too much."
"Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who hangs on."
The two separated at a fork in the road, and Roland returned home. He deliberately avoided his parents, returned to his room, changed into a set of pajamas, and then ran to the living room.
After chatting with his family for a while while having dinner, Luo's father suddenly asked: "Son, I watched the news today and said that the knowledge and skills learned in a 'virtual' game can be applied to reality. Is it the one you played?" ah?"
Roland nodded. He estimated that his father should also have seen today's hot news push.
"In this case, even if you can't make money, you should still play for a while." Luo's father said slowly.
Roland smiled and said: "Money has to be earned. The deposit in my bank card now exceeds 500,000."
Luo's father and Luo's mother looked at each other. How long has it been? It seems that his son's plan to earn one million within two years should be successful.
It's just that their feelings are a bit hard to explain. Although they are really happy that their son has made money, as people of the older generation, they always feel that playing too many games is not a good thing.
In their hearts, they hope that their son will not achieve this goal, so that his son will take the civil service examination and live a stable life.
Things like making money by playing games always seem a bit illusory to them.
No matter how much you earn, there is no sense of security.
It's just that they can't find any reason to stop their son from developing in this direction.
So when they heard that Roland had made a lot of money, they didn't seem too happy.
After dinner, Roland returned to his room and lay on his bed.
He was not in the mood to go to the forum again, but was thinking about what happened before.
He fainted from casting a spell.
Assuming that this is correct, then the proposition that spells can be cast in reality can be established.
But why did he faint
Mental backlash
Or... there is no magic element in this world, so it is impossible to cast spells
Or, both
A model diagram of a small fireball appeared in Roland's mind. In the morning, he just wanted to condense a small fireball to scare people, but he fainted.
The small fireball is a first-level magic, and he fainted because of it, so what if he changed it to a zero-level magic
Roland's heart beat loudly, and a sense of excitement about exploring the unknown flooded through his body.
Zero-level magic requires little mental energy, and the impact of magic backlash is also very small.
Try it
What if my nose bleeds again
Try it
If something happens again, my father will be frightened.
Try it
Two thoughts are constantly fighting.
Roland sat up straight, his face turning blue and red.
Finally, he slowly raised his right hand.
The model node connection diagram of 'Light Ball Technique' has been switched in my mind.
Bah!
A soft snap of fingers.
There seemed to be a faint surge of light in the air, but nothing happened.
Roland put down his hand, and just when he was about to feel disappointed, he felt a stabbing pain in his head.
The pain was fast and urgent, like a needle piercing the center of the eyebrow, then turning around in the brain several times, and finally going down the spine, hurting all the way.
The pain was exactly like the feeling of a needle traveling in the blood vessels.
The stinging pain was like a nervous twitch.
Roland grasped the edge of the bed tightly with both hands. Veins popped up near his forehead. His face turned red. Sweat was as big as soybeans and rolled down from his forehead densely.
It really hurt. The pain lasted for nearly ten minutes and then slowly disappeared.
Roland returned to his bed and laughed happily.
Although the spell was not successful, he understood one thing... he could definitely cast the spell in reality, otherwise he would not feel so uncomfortable.
As for why the spell casting fails, the reason is also very simple.
He has no magic power!
Maybe there is no magic in this world.
Mental power is only the catalyst, and the magic element is the foundation of magic.
He rested in bed for a while. After his body recovered, Roland went to wash up. At 22:00, he entered the game world on time.
After entering the game, he immediately felt the dense magic element in the air.
I finally understood why every time I returned to the real world, I always felt like there was something missing in the air.
What is missing is the magic element.