The strongest magician on earth [holographic]

After bidding farewell to the proprietress, An Ke sent Qing Ge and others to the entrance of the town.

"It's almost time for us to go back." Qing Ge's expression was a bit sad, "After playing this game for a few days, I can really feel more and more that it is different from other games."

"It's very real." Stinger said from the side, "The farewell between Lilith and Al just now almost made me cry."

Qing Ge asked An Ke, "Tell me, is this really a game that can be made with current technology? It feels like every NPC in it has its own emotions, just like a real person."

Because they are real people.

An Ke thought silently in his heart, but didn't say it out loud.

Qing Ge sighed, "The guild still has a lot of things to deal with. I guess our guild will be busy after today."

After a day of fermenting, the news of the first killing of the copy of the Holy Sword has become very famous. There are countless players who want to join the Qingge guild. They are soft on their income, making other wealthy guilds envious. .

"Then say goodbye here." An Ke nodded to him.

Although he couldn't join the Holy Sword Guild because of his status, Qing Ge was worth making friends with.

He has a high EQ, can handle things clearly, and more importantly, he is still a local tyrant.

It is necessary to build a good relationship.

"And about Lin Wanwan..." Qing Ge scratched his head, "I'll give you an explanation."

An Ke nodded indifferently.

For him, this is not a big deal. All the way to grow into a great magister, he has already experienced countless times over the long years because of fighting for treasures. Lin Wanwan is at best an episode .

After watching Qing Ge and his party leave the town, An Ke turned his head and looked at the tall and handsome man beside him.

"...Why are you still here?"

Roland looked at him with a smile, "Why can't I be here?"

"Didn't you come with Qing Ge and the others? They went back, why don't you go back?"

"I don't want to go back." Roland smiled. He was just looking for a reason to come to this town. The person he really met is now by his side, so he naturally didn't want to go back.

"Whatever you want." An Ke shrugged, then turned back to the town.

Behind him was the sound of Roland's fast-paced footsteps, "In a bad mood?"

An Ke didn't answer.

He was really in a bad mood.

The matter of Lilith reminded him of himself.

Although decades have passed, as a childhood sweetheart, Al still fulfilled his promise and watched a beautiful sunset with Lilith for the last time.

And in this small town, he also has a friend who grew up with him, but he didn't keep his promise. An Ke didn't even know where he was now.

Irritability!

Looking at An Ke's stinky expression, Roland could probably guess why the boy in front of him was upset.

An Ke was walking aimlessly in the town when suddenly he was poked on the shoulder.

"What?" An Ke turned his head angrily.

What caught the eye was a small windmill made of weeds. The night wind blew, and the small windmill spun.

Although it is already night, the town is still very lively. The arrival of the players has injected vitality into the town. There are adventurers coming and going everywhere, and the long-lost lights are lit up all around, illuminating the whole town. The town is bright and noisy.

Roland held the small windmill in front of An Ke, breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "I'll see you off."

"..."

An Ke took it and looked up at Roland's handsome face, "Childish."

The boy in the black magic robe held a simple windmill under the bright yellow light. The night wind blew past him, and the hem of the magic robe fluttered slowly, like an ink-colored cloud, swaying and blending into the starry sky.

An Ke felt better.

No matter how much Roland looks like Landis, they are two people after all.

And Roland is indeed a good person. Today, in order to snatch the soul-returning flower from Lin Wanwan, he even paid for himself to bid for it. Moreover, he and Lin Wanwan already knew each other, so he offended himself for the sake of his master who just met him. Friends, I guess I feel bad.

It is indeed a bit too much to blame Landis on him.

An Ke began to reflect on his attitude.

"In a better mood?" Roland took two steps forward with his long legs, walking side by side with An Ke.

"Ah."

Roland looked at his delicate side face, and there were many things he wanted to say in his heart, and many questions he wanted to ask. He wanted to know how he was doing, and whether he had taken good care of himself for so many years, but in the end he only said Say, "Give me your contact information."

"Didn't you add friends?" An Ke was a little puzzled.

"I mean the contact information in reality."

"What are you doing?" An Ke asked warily.

As early as when he first came to Earth, Jiang Weiyi taught him how to protect personal information and personal property on the Internet for a whole day in order to prevent him from being cheated for money and sex in the game.

Roland's tone was like a textbook negative teaching material.

Seeing An Ke's vigilant expression, Roland couldn't help laughing, "What? Afraid I'll steal your furniture?"

"That's not true." His family is poor and white, and there is nothing valuable except the latest game console, "But why do you want my contact information?"

"I've already paid the apprenticeship fee, what if you run away." Roland imitated him with a vigilant expression.

An Ke jokingly held up the small windmill and shook it on Roland's face: "You are the one who pays so much for the apprenticeship fee, and it has nothing to do with me. Believe it or not, I will spend all of your apprenticeship fee now?"

The boy's tone was rare and intimate, which stunned Roland for a moment. He looked at An Ke's vivid face in a daze, as if a kitten was running around and itching in his heart.

Roland couldn't hold back, and reached out to touch the top of An Ke's head, "You can spend whatever you want."

"Don't touch my head!" An Ke patted Roland's restless hand.

He was still a little hesitant about whether to give Roland his contact information.

"I'll send you snacks." Roland said with a smile. He knew Anke's preferences very well, and knew how to handle the boy in front of him. "A big box."

An Ke was moved.

He coughed, pretending not to care, and said, "It's not impossible to give it to you."

Roland's hands were itchy again.He moved his fingers, but under An Ke's warning gaze, he still didn't reach out again.

With snacks as a temptation, An Ke saw that Roland was more pleasing to the eye, and happily gave Roland his address and phone number in reality.

"What time do you go online tomorrow?" An Ke asked.

"what happened?"

"Take you to level up." An Ke said, "As my apprentice, you are still at the first level, and you are too far behind. Tomorrow, I will take you to level up outside the town, and I will find you some suitable equipment by the way."

Once people are included in the realm of "our own people", An Ke will not be stingy with his kindness, "By the way, bring the bald ones along."

The corners of Roland's raised lips drooped suddenly: "...um."

"Then I'm going offline." The time was almost up, An Ke looked at the sky, and was about to go offline for a rest, "See you tomorrow."

"Okay." Roland said.

He thinks this is his luckiest day.

Thinking of seeing An Ke every day in the future, Roland couldn't help showing a happy smile.

Great to see you again.

……

The pure white "cocoon" opened, and the boy slowly opened his eyes, his thick and slender eyelashes fluttering, and then he stretched his waist and walked out of the virtual cabin.

The magician is inherently weak in physique, and An Ke has not exercised even after spending half a year on the earth, and has lost the accumulation of magic power. His physique is not much better than most abandoned houses.

After lying in the virtual cabin for a whole day, An Ke felt a little sore in his back.

He went to the living room to get a glass of water, but before he could drink it, there was a knock on the door.

Hearing the rhythm of knocking on the door, it was obvious that Jiang Weiyi had come.

An Ke opened the door, and as expected, Jiang Weiyi was looking at him sadly.

"I broke up with my junior." Jiang Weiyi exuded a mournful aura all over his body.

"..."

An Ke scratched his head, hesitated for a long time, and tentatively said, "...Congratulations?"

Jiang Weiyi twitched his lips, not expecting An Ke to say anything to comfort him, so he raised the bag full of beer in his hand, "I'm going to get myself drunk!"

"Alcohol will affect the control of mental power and interfere with the operation of magic power." An Ke looked at Jiang Weiyi as if he was facing an enemy.

Jiang Weiyi thoughtfully picked up another bag, "There is juice."

"..." She was well prepared.

An Ke sighed, "Come in."

As soon as he entered the door of An Ke's apartment, Jiang Weiyi turned on the mode of crying and complaining about women, sitting on the sofa and pouring out bitterness, sharing with An Ke the little things about getting along with the elementary school girl, and when the love was strong, he even kicked the snot.

An Ke stepped back a little calmly.

"...Tell me, why is it so difficult to fall in love!" Jiang Weiyi's eyes were red from crying, like an abandoned bunny, "Can you magicians also fall in love?"

Faced with this question, An Ke replied: "It's quite rare. Magicians spend most of their time studying spell models. Only some hopeless magicians indulge in feelings."

There are also some magicians who will choose to contract succubus, not distracting their hearts but their kidneys.

"So feelings will only affect the speed at which a magician draws his sword, right?" Jiang Weiyi concluded with some envy, "Then have you ever been in love?"

"Only hopeless magicians are addicted to feelings!" An Ke repeated loudly, then curled his lips, "I am the youngest great magician in the whole continent, do you think I will fall in love?"

"It's not anymore..." Jiang Weiyi muttered, looking at An Ke's unearthly appearance, his teeth itch, "Have you never liked anyone? Didn't you hear that the elves have many beauties? Or What kind of country's princess is it?"

An Ke's heart was still: "No."

"What about men?" Jiang Weiyi asked persistently, "Do you like men?"

"..." An Ke moved his lips and raised his voice, "...No!"

"Really? I don't believe it."

This guy's expression looks very intriguing... Jiang Weiyi thought to himself while putting on a Luyu face.

"Since you have already arrived on Earth, why not try to fall in love with the people on Earth."

Jiang Weiyi stopped drinking, stopped crying, and said as if he was a good teacher.

"I reject."

Jiang Weiyi took his mobile phone and read the game on it aloud: "Lianlian Notepad, the battle of 3000 presidents in the harem, the stories I have to tell with 100 men... yo, how about a high-level VIP? Let me see what you want to do." How much did you pay for..."

An Ke's face turned red, and he quickly snatched back his phone, "Get lost!"

"You're obviously very hungry." Jiang Weiyi smirked, "I won't laugh at you. There's nothing to be shy about falling in love. And you're over 200 years old, and you haven't tasted the pain of love yet. , don’t you feel regretful? Or… do you have a crush on someone, the white moonlight you can’t ask for?”

These words fell into An Ke's ears, causing him to jump up like an electric shock, "No! I'm going to bed, so hurry up and leave after drinking!"

Jiang Weiyi looked at the agitated An Ke in bewilderment, and was pushed out the door by the boy before he even finished the wine he brought.

...Did I say something wrong?

Jiang Weiyi shivered in the cold night wind.

After driving away the eighth wife, Jiang Weiyi, An Ke sat on the sofa, his thoughts began to wander.

In fact, what Jiang Weiyi said made sense. Other magicians spent a lot of time on magic research in order to be able to advance within a limited time.

But he is already a great magister, and it is almost difficult to make further progress. He has a long time to squander when he is young, why doesn't he find someone to fall in love with?

As he thought about it, the silhouette of Landis appeared in his mind again. At dusk, on a deserted street, that young man with sea blue eyes.

At that time, he had a young face, and his body still exuded childishness. He was wearing a gorgeously patterned golden thread magician's robe, and looked at the young man from a distance.

"Why are you leaving?!" The young An Ke yelled at Landis who was not far away, "I can tell the teacher, you can obviously stay, so what's the point of leaving now? You said before that you want to stay with me What does it mean to be a great magister?”

"Isn't it just dark magic..."

"So what about being a heretic? What about being a dark magician? At worst, I will also believe in the underworld, and together we will overthrow the Holy See!"

"Don't go..."

The young man remained silent, symbolizing that the badge of the magician was taken off. He put the badge on the ground gently, looked at the young An Ke, with complicated emotions in his eyes, as if he had a lot to say, but he said nothing. Nothing was said.

"Don't go, okay..."

After a long time, under An Ke's angry and restless gaze, the young man turned around and disappeared into the golden sunset.

Grass!

An Ke couldn't help but crush the juice can in his hand.

Jiang Weiyi was right!He doesn't have any crushes, and he doesn't have any white moonlight that he can't ask for, why is he so pure-hearted and ascetic.

It seemed that he cared very much about a dog man who said he would leave.That's ridiculous.

Jiang Weiyi is right, he is going to fall in love now! !

An Ke clenched his fists with great ambition, and stood up excitedly.

Then sat down again.

... The question is, where to find it.

After coming to Earth for more than half a year, he hardly went out, and spent the whole day playing with games. If there were any popular national husbands in Two-dimensional, he could name dozens of them with his eyes closed.

However, in reality, apart from Jiang Weiyi, the only men he knew were the janitor downstairs and the married uncle selling pancakes and fruits.

But none of this troubles our little genius, An Ke.

He turned on his phone and downloaded the hottest short video software at the moment. After checking the interest tag, soon, young brothers who were so fit that they were so tall that they danced and sang for the camera appeared on the screen of the phone.

Heh, mere man, are you afraid you won’t be able to find it?

An Ke sneered, opened the comment section, and followed the example of others, and wrote comments one after another.

"Man, you are playing with fire."

"Kiss? I'm green, mouth to mouth, mouth to mouth, mouth to mouth"

"Twist me harder, I have plenty of money!"

"Brother is 216 years old this year. After killing fish in RT-Mart for decades, my heart is as cold as a knife, but when I see you, I still blush involuntarily."

"Is the handsome guy obsessed with gender?"

An Ke typed out rows of comments with pink bubbles on his face.

However, ten minutes passed and there was no reply.

Unwilling to click on someone's profile picture, he sent a private message:

"Are you in love? Can you be my boyfriend?"

A good-looking anchor accidentally saw this private message, and clicked on the profile picture of the other party. It was a newly registered Sanwu trumpet, male, without a profile picture, and his words were very frivolous and greasy.Then reply:

"Where did the toad come from? Climb for me!"