Black Tech Internet Cafe System - Chapter 874
Read Black Tech Internet Cafe System Chapter 874 The First Experience in God of War! Beginning!
In the Cultivation Room, Mr. Fang controlled Sun Wukong to leap and jump. Then, the whole sky seemed to darken with thick clouds. He looked up…
[You were suppressed under the Five Phase Mountain; the cultivation session is over.]
“It hurts so much-!”
“This cultivation… is so slow…” After the session, Mr. Fang glanced at the progress.
After eating the Immortal Peach, Mr. Fang wouldn’t encounter bottlenecks in the near future, but obviously, even in the Cultivation Room, his cultivation progress became slower.
With his cultivation strength getting higher, it was no longer possible to increase his power by several realms after staying in the Cultivation Room for one to two years as he had done before.
“Oh, let’s use… the Double Coupon for the Cultivation Room!” Mr. Fang remembered that he got a Double Coupon as a reward. This coupon’s time limit was five days, which were equivalent to five years in the Cultivation Room.
After cultivating five days in the real world or five years in the Cultivation Room, he guessed that he could acquire double the progression.
The current progress was so slow that even doubling it wouldn’t be that fast, but it was much better than the current speed.
After all, training in the Cultivation Room meant taking all kinds of beatings. If he used the Double Coupon, he would be spared of years of beating.
[Do you want to use the Double Coupon?] On the System Interface, Fang Qi chose to use it now.
[The coupon is successfully used. The double effect is now in effect. The five-year cultivation time now increased to ten-year, and the time that passes in the real world is still five days.]
Fang Qi, “???”
“Five years and ten years? Where’s the double progression?” Before Fang Qi could finish, a mountain-like hand pressed down…
– Meanwhile, in the Canglan City Shop –
“It seems like the shop owner is quite busy lately, we don’t see him much these days. I wonder what he’s busy doing.” Some elves, knights, and assassins sat together in a small zone on the left of the entrance.
Booth-like seats and soft couches were very comfortable; they each had a mug of Cappuccino on the desk.
“Oh. I don’t have enough money now; I must do more quests.” With long life spans and great talents in battle skills and arts, the elves were usually not as busy as humans, but now…
“I always feel like I’ve become broke recently…” Elf Girl Sala had tears on her face.
In groups of twos and threes, the figures looking like aristocrats and officials in some empires sat in the private compartments. In contrast, the saint-level masters such as Sword Saint Wilson and World Mage Hematon sat wherever they could find seats due to being late all the time. It wasn’t unusual for them to sit with the local residents of Canglan City.
It proved that the truly smart people always abided by the rules set by the shop owner. As for the less smart people, they were handled by other passionate customers without troubling the shop owner.
Fang Qi did his best to keep the harmony in his shops, and everything went smoothly in each shop.
“Have you bought the newly released God of War?” In the booth by the aisle, Sala and Rowling sat in the row opposite to their captain and another male elf.
Sala controlled her blood elf warrior character to do quests on the Borean Tundra with great leisure while reading the storyline and enjoying the scenery.
“Not yet…” Rowling said on the side.
“The person sitting opposite to us is playing it.” Elf Queen Kellybel plunked down on the couch beside Sala with a bag of potato chips in her arms. Then, she glanced at the screen across from the aisle.
“Huh? You can’t find a seat?” Sala put down her virtual reality headset and glanced around.
“It’s a shame that the shop owner doesn’t put thousands of new computers in the shop. I have business to handle in a few hours, but I’ve got to wait in line…” Kellybel tore open the bag in a huff. “I’ll watch it for a while first. But how come God of Wars that they are playing look different from one another?”
“There are God of War 1 and God of War 2. I think they are not playing the same one,” Rowling said while playing World of Warcraft.
Across from the aisle, the elves could see a black dragon head that was wearing a virtual reality headset. Nearby was a grey-haired old man dressed in a mages’ robe and an aristocrat-looking middle-aged man dressed in solemn clothes.
They were saint-level masters such as Black Dragon Gulth, Wilson, and St. Leidon.
Some of them were indeed idle. For example, a certain black dragon…
Some had to squeeze time from their busy schedules to play games.
For the saint-level masters such as Wilson, this game… was indeed more fitting for them than Journey to the West.
Of course, nearby, young people like Ron and Joseph who were about 14 years old were also trying this new game.
“This guy looks so ugly…” Sitting beside the elves, Kellybel ate potato chips and watched the person across from her play God of War.
On the screen was an ocean of blazing flames, looking like the catastrophe at the end of the world.
It showed half of a man’s face which looked grand, gloomy, and pale, with a strange red mark.
Other than gloominess, this face emitted a presence full of bloody fierceness and aggression.
Obviously, many people were playing God of War 1.
Kellybel thought that this main character was ugly.
Besides, he is also bald?
Why does he look so murderous?
As a peace-loving elf, she obviously didn’t like this game. But since she had nothing to do while waiting in line, she continued to watch.
“Let’s choose [New Game].” St. Leidon chuckled. As a knight, he liked the main character who was obviously a melee fighter.
“Of course. Obviously, you can’t choose [Load], right?” Beside him, World Mage Hematon glanced over.
“Is this that ‘God of War?” The young players also exclaimed, “He looks powerful!”
The scene of flames dimmed and was replaced by a grey mountaintop, but the man was still the same one as before.
This scene would probably remain in the memories of the players for a long time.
“The Gods of Olympus have abandoned me.”
As the deep voice spoke, the view zoomed out and showed that Kratos stood alone on the edge of the cliff on the high mountain, looking like a hero who had aged.
“Now there is no hope.”
Kratos leaped down from the mountaintop.
He didn’t look like a god; he was more like a… mortal who had been cornered by gods and thus embarked on the last journey to end everything.
After all, Kratos was a mortal at the beginning.
The scene changed with the narration. “But it had not always been this way. Kratos had once been a champion of the gods…”
Time returned to the past. After only a dozen seconds or so, a tragic and indignant atmosphere engulfed the players. From a mortal to the God of War, the curtain of this man’s life was lifted.