Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Ah!!!”
Zhao Mo startled awake from his dreams once again…
He opened his eyes, his body drenched with sweat, and forced himself to sit up on his bed.
The exquisite, pretty tree house in front of him was still there, instead of the white walls he was expecting. The windows made of veins didn’t change into glass windows while the black tree on top of him had some young grass and flowers growing on it. He didn’t know if it was safe at all…
However, Zhao Mo could be sure that he hadn’t returned home and his transmigration had become a fact.
He was sure that it wasn’t a dream.
Because he had already woken up many times.
He had really transmigrated…
Zhao Mo slowly rose, a walking stick covered with intricate drawings in his right hand. He tried to use the walking stick to make himself stand more stably. After all, if he was going to fall off the ten-meter high tree, even if he was an elf, he would still be badly injured.
Besides, his body belonged to William Blackleaf, an underaged Elf who had yet to train his battle energy and magic, so he was still a nothing amongst the Elves.
“However, it seems like it’s a little worth it to transmigrate into an Elf. This face, figure and long legs seemed to be as handsome as I looked in the past…” Zhao Mo stared into the mirror, staring at his handsome face, pointy ears, and long legs. He couldn’t help but exclaim about his appearance.
However, Zhao Mo didn’t want to mention the past anymore. Because it had been more than half a day since he came into this world and he wasn’t able to find any ways to go back. Since he had arrived here, he should forget the past and begin a new life. He was slightly happy, as he wanted to strive for a chance to continue living in this stupid world.
Besides, this was a world that possibly had a God. There would be a problem if he spoke carelessly!
Although he really missed his parents and wanted to accompany them until they passed away, he had read so many transmigrating novels and barely anyone was able to transmigrate back into their own world.
However, there was something that was fortunate.
He had two older brothers, who had long-established careers and families, so it wasn’t a problem for them to take care of their parents.
However, he hoped that his parents wouldn’t be too sad that he had died from playing games. If it was possible, it would be best for them to cry less for their unfilial son and continue living healthily.
“I am William Blackleaf. Yes, I am William!”
He walked out of the treehouse and stood on the balcony, enjoying the bright sunlight shining on him. He felt extremely warm there, as though he was filled with energy.
As William’s eyes looked further and further, his thoughts became more and more crazed…
98.
98, the game only needed 98 every month.
That’s right, “Gods” was a fictitious game with a monthly subscription.
After the many types and generations of top-up games and games with a one-time payment, all of the fictitious games had monthly subscriptions now.
Extremely popular games in the past like “Honor”, “Zero”, “Sanctuary”, “A World About Swords”, “Starcraft” and “Conviction” were the basis that lead to the monthly subscribed games now!
As for “Gods”, this game started its beta in the year 2333.
Because the game wasn’t developed by a famous company, there wasn’t much marketing for it early on. That was why this game wasn’t very popular when it first started. After all, it wasn’t easy to stand out amongst so many fictitious games.
It only became really popular after three years and even reached a new record in gaming history with 68 million players online together!
It couldn’t be helped. With the amount technology had developed, everyone had a lot of free time. However, there were many games as well…
God, this was a world with battle energy and magic.
In this place, one could be lucky enough to become a brave Dragon’s Slayer, marry the Princess successfully and become the most accomplished person.
However, at the same time, it was very normal for the adventurers to be careless and get eaten by the dragon. The dragon would then take revenge and kill an entire city, eliminating a guild’s base and kill hundreds of thousands of players. The NPC[1.NPC are non-player characters.] would then take revenge angrily.
However, this is a world with Gods…
Every player has the dream of becoming a God.
It was a pity that William wasn’t able to become a God after playing the game for ten years in his previous life. He rarely saw any Gods either. It was not that he couldn’t become one, but he had died before that happened.
He had died in the gaming pod.
Although there were a few other ‘geniuses’ in gaming history who would face sudden brain death while playing games, it wasn’t enough to make players scared as they continued to play instead of stopping.
They had to top-up their money and continue their monthly subscription. How could they watch their money disappear in games like that?
Of course, even before William had passed away, he hadn’t seen any other players become Gods, not even fake Gods…
The key problem was because it was too hard.
No matter if they were professional gamers or top players from the top guilds, the maximum at that time was at the Legendary level. Even so, few people reached the Legendary stage and the Legendary levels were split into three, level three, level six and level nine.
Of course, before he passed away, he had only barely touched the game’s later parts…
What was his level back then?
Of course, he was at the top of the entire world, a legendary warrior who was the carrier of the other players.
As for his usual job, he helped people level up their characters.
His job wasn’t limited to helping to steal Bosses1. When rich players were willing to throw money at the game, he would bring their characters for missions to gain experience, get pets and rides and much more.
He would even work as an assassin and help kill others as well.
He was a Legendary after all, so he was a lot stronger than normal players.
It was probably because he was Legendary!
Not only did it require money, but it also required a crazy effort as well.
Besides, if he didn’t have money, how would he be able to make equipment? How would he be able to strengthen his weapons? If you don’t have money and don’t want to put in the effort, then it would be better to quit the game…
William had always suspected that there must have been many programmers that chose this company after Wangyi company went bankrupt. If not, why would the equipment system be so annoying?
He had good skills, was able to see the potential of the game, and used many days and nights to get a strong advantage and lead on other players. Doing this, he became a snowball-like trainer to earn money before he slowly managed to become Legendary. For a poor person like him, if he hadn’t been playing the game from the very first day, he would have long died from hunger in the gaming pod.
“However, it’s a pity that I still died!” William Blackleaf caressed his stomach, sitting down on the woven rocking chair helplessly. He took a sip from the fruit alcohol that cost 30 coins. It was fragrant and sweet and not choking at all.
It felt really nice. At least, he didn’t become a dog and he was a lot stronger than other people with the same experiences.
“However, I was reborn, so I have to continue working!” He was thinking about how to use his identity to live on!
“William Blackleaf, one of the Elfin lords by the borders of the Southern Blackleaf forest. His nickname is Border Lord. Hm, it seems like I’m half-Elfin?” William had merely inherited some of his body’s memories, so he didn’t know how his body had fallen from the tree, how he had fallen so badly, and even died to let him have the fortunate chance to be reborn in a different world.
However, this was not the time to consider this. He should think of how to live a better live.
“That’s not right. I can still remember interacting with him when I was still at level twenty then. This is a very strong Lord. Although the place was small, his ambitions were great and I received several missions from this place too.
“However, this person had died from many messy wars six months from the start of the beta and his territory was taken over by the Iron Nation. He seemed to be quite pitiful.
“His Father is the previous Border Lord and was able to survive in the small pieces of land between the Blackleaf forest and the human nation. He even had the ability to move his resources around.
“However, his son had no ability. After he inherited the territory, there seemed to be many peasants moving out of his territory and only later did he successfully made the town larger.
“However, after he got into a lot of trouble, he didn’t pledge his loyalty to the nation and didn’t disappear fully into the Blackleaf forest either…
“Although I forgot what type of trouble it was, his actions in the later partss of the game were basically asking to be killed.” William sighed softly, as he started to recall what little memories he had.
His border territory wasn’t huge. He had a lot of land to the West and East of the town, so he could use it properly.
There were 3000 people living in the small town. 1500 of them, half-Elfin, 1000 of them, humans and the remaining 500 were Elves.
Those five hundred pure-blooded Elves…
Hm.
From his memories, it seemed as though they were the guards his mother gave him.
These guards were quite strong and very loyal. However, they were too proud and were often unhappy about his human half.
Even if his mother was Elf Royalty, these five hundred pure-blooded Elves had planned to use their lifespan of a few thousand years to completely ruin William, the half-Elfin, and return to the Blackleaf forest.
“Er… My mother is actually Elfin Royalty?” William’s mind was a little messy, finally regaining his senses from the sudden rush of memories.
Just as William was about to call someone to help him up and patrol the area, a voice rang by his ear.
A sound rang in his ear.
“Ding dong.”
“Countdown to the 1.0 version of the open Beta: 364 Days, 23 Hours, 59 Minutes.”
“…” The current border lord was William Blackleaf, the esteemed Elf with Royal blood!
He slowly fell into deep thought. Because, if he followed his thoughts, he would be on the crazy route of killing the giant dragon, marrying the Princess and becoming a God after he transmigrated into a different world.
But how did he become an NPC?
“Why… Why do I have to face the crazy players who couldn’t die?” William was suddenly in a daze.
