I Am Stuck In A Beta Test For 1000 Years

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Chapter 22. The Line Seemed to Have Changed?

This was a normal conversation. The village chief would say a lot to himself, and the content would be nothing more than ” you are a hero from our village, and I like you very much, but this village can’t accommodate you anymore, and you want to go out on an adventure ” and so on.

Char listened to it countless times and opened the panel.

[Character: Char]

[Race: Half-Elf ]

[Identity: Level 14 Drow Swordsman]

[HP: 960/960]

[Mana: N/A]

Attributes:

[Strength: 26+1]

[Agility: 33+1]

[Constitution: 19+1]

[Intelligence: 5+1]

[Perception sense: 5+1]

[Charm: 5+1]

A Drow Swordsman’s level was one point five multiplied by strength divided by level, two multiplied by agility divided by level, and 1 multiplied by constitution divided by level. Leveling up did not add intelligence or perception sense.

If one cultivated multiple professions, only the highest value would be calculated for the increase of the same attribute.

The Drow Swordsman was a rather balanced class, and the three attributes were not far from each other.

If it was a Shielded Swordsman, then it would be two multiplied by strength divided by level and two point five multiplied by constitution divided by level.

The experience penalty only appeared for the third class. This could also be seen as the official promotion of dual professions.

Therefore, the Magic Swordsman, which was an Elementalist combined with Swordsman, was a good choice. All of its attributes would increase with the increase of its level. Unfortunately, the constitutions of the two overlapped, and neither was high.

In comparison, the combination of Battle Mage and Shielded Swordsman was more outstanding.

The former was corrected to be one multiplied by agility divided by level, two multiplied by intelligence divided by level, and one point five multiplied by perception divided by level. It perfectly matched the growth of Shielded Swordsman with two attributes, and the value-performance ratio of the attribute to experience was the highest.

However, combat power was not just about stacking attributes. One also had to consider the combination of skills, personal habits, and so on. There were thousands of combinations.

There were many ways to play fantasy world, and not everyone had Char’s strange experience to fully understand it. As players, they still had a long way to go.

Char was starting from the finish line.

After calculating how to invest in his future profession, the village chief finally finished his grand theory and took a deep breath.

The next sentence was...

“Brave warrior, may the Seven Holy Spirits bless your journey.”

Char raised her head and was ready to leave after she finished speaking.

However, the village chief did not say that.

“Char, good luck.”

It was as if it was a coincidence that he had suddenly thrown out this sentence.

“You have something to say to me, right?”

Char grabbed him.

The village chief’s eyes were calm, like the water in an ancient well.

Char did not give up.

“You remember everything, right?

“You’re the same as me. Your memories won’t be reset.

“We are the same kind. Am I right?”

The village chief did not answer. He smiled and left to deal with the endless stream of players outside.

Char sighed.

As expected, it was just a signal.

He had to dig out the truth bit by bit.

However, this was also good. Things were getting more and more interesting.

…

Char left the village hall. This time, he did not even make a sound when he landed. His 33 points of agility made him as nimble as a cat.

He was not in a hurry to go to Ksenja’s house, so he went to the tavern first.

It was early in the morning, and the tavern was not open yet.

Char made use of her high agility and sneaked up to the second floor, hiding outside the window.

Char glanced at him. Only one night had passed, and Enke Wester was already dying.

Another five minutes passed. It seemed that Sonya had enough.

She cursed as she pushed open another door and left, locking it with a clang.

The Northern Red Grasslands were filled with tents made of animal skin, and the Barbarian’s house was not locked.

Locks were used to locking up animals.

Not long after she left, Enke climbed to the window and cried for help in a trembling voice, “Is there anyone... Is there anyone...”

“I’m Enke Wester, the Priest of the village. Please, can anyone save me... Please save me... I’m going to die... I can’t hold on much longer...”

He shouted a few times weakly, worried that Sonya would return, so he obediently crawled back.

“Enke?”

Char pinched her throat and shouted.

“Who’s there!”

Enke rolled and crawled over.

“Who’s there? It’s me, Enke Wester. Can you save me? I beg you...”

“What are you doing here?”

“It’s all that bitch Ksenja’s fault! It’s all her fault!”

Enke’s voice was as venomous as a snake.

“And that pretty boy called Char. This adulterous couple. It’s all their fault!”

“Oh, so you were set up... I was wondering why Priest Enke would be together with this violent female ape...”

“Don’t say anymore. Save me. I’ll definitely pray to God and ask him to bless and protect you! I’m begging you!”

“Hmm... Hehe... Isn’t the reward a little too cheap? I’m just passing by, but saving you would risk angering Sonya... And as a Priest, shouldn’t you pray to the Gods when you’re in despair? Why me?”

“The Gods asked you to save me! I heard his voice! Therefore, it was the same! What do you want? I’ll give it all to you!”

“Ha, Priest Enke, what else do you have now?”

“I...” Enke was at a loss for words. He searched his body for a while and suddenly said with joy, “I... I... I... Here you go, the key to our house! That stupid woman would never think of changing the lock! She can’t hold her liquor well, and she sleeps like a log at night. You just have to think of a way to get her drunk and you can sneak in at night... You’ve seen Ksenja, right? Think about her figure, think about her milk-like skin!”

Char whistled. “Wow, this is indeed hard to resist...”

“Then quickly let me out! Hurry up, it’ll be too late!”

“Alright, I’ll save you now.”

Char kicked the window open, and the debris rolled out along with Enke, who could not dodge in time.

[Malicious destruction of infrastructure has been detected. 5 silver coins were deducted.]

The weak buildings of the novice village were no match in front of Char’s 26 points of strength, although this action brought punishment.

“Cough! Cough! Cough!”

Priest Enke had been tormented the whole night, and his eyes were full of stars. He was also kicked away, so he could not see Char’s face clearly.

“There’s no need for that.”

Char laughed and returned to his original voice.

Without waiting for the priest to react, he grabbed his neck and twisted it as if he was opening a bottle. The scumbag was dead.

“Who would have thought that you would say something like that...”

Char sighed.

“Every time I suspect that I’ve been in the game for too long and lost my humanity, I’ll think of you. Since you can make me feel nauseated every time, that means I’m still a normal person.

“That’s right. I’m too normal and too kind. I actually give you a chance every time. You too. You never disappoint me.

“If I hadn’t intervened, she would have forgiven your disloyalty. She didn’t change the lock because she was worried that you wouldn’t be able to find your way home.

“I always thought that the officials did not allow me to meet the young Ksenja. However, only after reincarnating 177 times would I realize that this was just to highlight her kindness with your filth.

“So, thank you for letting me know how good she is.”

He placed Enke’s body on a stool and left 10 silver coins with him.

A few seconds after Char disappeared, Sonya arrived in a huff.

She was furious when she first saw Enke’s body, but her anger dissipated when she found the 10 silver coins.

The Barbarian grabbed Enke’s body and threw it in the corner like a pile of trash.

...

When Char arrived at Ksenja’s house, the swordswoman was sitting in the courtyard in a daze.

She was sitting on the same wooden block that Char had been sitting on the day before, with the light of dawn by her feet.

The door was slightly ajar, and any movement made by Little Tifa could be heard from outside.

Char took off her cloak and walked over with light steps.

“I’m back.”

Ksenja’s body trembled and she turned around in disbelief.

When she saw the person in front of her, she threw herself into Char’s arms like a swallow returning to its nest. She was so excited that she cried, and her tears quickly wet his front.

“Good girl, I’m back.”

Char mumbled softly and hugged her tightly.