Ushering In The Internet Era In The Magical World

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Whether the currency of the Kaman Kingdom is worth money or not, the Kaman nobles and lords don't know;

But they know that Kvir currency is really valuable!

Especially the virtual currency on the Internet bank is more valuable! If you leave it there, the interest rate will increase every day, and money will make money.

Waving these virtual currencies, you can buy almost everything you want in Viais.

Even source quality!

Under such circumstances, almost no noble could endure the temptation of benefits.

Almost all of them secretly formed a team and rushed into [Conquer the Second Plane].

Or conquer Khasad-dum and plunder wealth;

Or hunt green-skinned orcs to exchange for source quality.

Old Fern is one of the members of the gold mining group formed by Earl Boyce of the Grand Duchy of Greg!

He was born as a mercenary, he was old and frail, and after his strength was exhausted, he had to disarm and return to the field.

It was at this time that Earl Boyce's people suddenly came to him secretly and said they wanted to recruit him.

In the choice between a bag of silver coins and death threats, the distraught old Fern had to choose the former. He had to think about his family, especially his son who had become a knight squire.

When old Fern stepped into Earl Boyce's secret mansion and received a mithril ring engraved with interconnection magic, he was dumbfounded!

In this world, there is such a magical magic?

It has no power, but it is stronger than any power!

If he had been able to obtain the interconnection magic when he was young, he was sure that his achievements would be more than just this!

His life must be better!

But why doesn't he know?

You know, he is not a farmer who has lived in one place all his life, but a mercenary who has traveled far and wide and has extensive experience!

Don't think about it!

It must be the damn nobles who hid them!

That's right!

It must be so!

Old Fern thought secretly in his heart, and hated it.

In the days that followed, while helping Earl Boyce hunt orcs to earn merit points, he secretly thought about how to tell his son about the magic of interconnection.

He has been like this all his life.

But he doesn't want to see his son repeat his old ways.

Earl Boyce was very clever, and he signed a contract with everyone.

The contract stipulates that the secrets of the Internet are not to be revealed to anyone.

Under the constraints of the power of the contract, Old Fern couldn't reveal this secret at all.

However, it was a coincidence that when he was on his way to the orc tribe, he accidentally saw someone mentioning a trick on how to bypass the contract on the World Channel.

He was so excited that he quickly wrote it down secretly.

"This is your salary, hurry up and come back, you must report back on time tomorrow afternoon!"

Another week of family visits.

"Yes, sir."

After old Fern nodded and bowed to receive his salary from the butler, he hurriedly left the secret mansion of Earl Boyce.

Old Fern, who had just walked out of the mansion, suddenly stopped, feeling in a trance.

He had only disappeared for a week, but the changes in the city made him feel unfamiliar.

There are many bicycles and tricycles on the street.

These novelties always attract children to stop and watch.

The streets become colorful and green.

Old Fern took a few steps before he realized it—it turned out that many passers-by had changed their clothes to be more beautiful.

You know, the streets were always gray in the past.

This kind of brightly colored and gorgeous clothes can only be enjoyed by aristocratic lords.

How is this going?

Could it be that during the period of his disappearance, the Internet has become popular and everyone has made money?

In other words, Lao Tzu was tricked by Earl Boyce?

Old Fern's face darkened.

However, after careful observation, he denied this idea.

——On the street, no pedestrian turned on the Internet.

If the Internet is really popular, this situation is too weird.

While thinking about it, Old Fern hurried home. When he passed by a cloth store, the crowd queuing in front of the door attracted his attention.

"What's going on here? The price of cloth has dropped?"

Old Fern stopped the person at the end of the line and asked, thinking, if the price dropped, he would just buy one for his wife while he had money.

She has long been talking about not wearing new clothes for several years.

"What's the price reduction? It's still the original price, 98 coppers per horse!" The people in line said casually.

"What? What did you say? 98 coppers? No... Wasn't it more than two hundred coppers before?" Old Fern looked shocked.

"More than two hundred? You are not a local? This is the price of a week ago, don't you know? The Earl of Boyce is very kind, and the price of cloth has been reduced!"

Old Fern was stunned. Intuitively, he felt that there was something tricky about this matter, but he didn't know where the trick was?

He pondered for a long time and decided to go in and have a look.

Maybe the fabric is too bad.

When he stepped into the cloth shop and touched 98 pieces of cloth, he was stunned.

These cloths are not good cloths.

Still, it's not bad, much better than low-grade fabrics.

The most important thing is that the texture of the fabric is very fine and regular, which looks like the fabric woven by the most skilled weaver girl.

This kind of fabric, at least belongs to the mid-range level.

The question is, how did this fabric get so cheap?

Old Fern couldn't figure it out.

However, he still bought two horses and planned to bring them to his wife.

His family lives outside the city, a little far away from home, and it takes too long to walk back.

He simply boarded a flat-bed ox cart, and relying on the eloquence honed in his mercenary career, he easily killed the road money of five coppers to four coppers.

Immediately, he staggered on the scooter and rushed home.

On the way, old Fern chatted about urban changes intentionally or unintentionally.

The old man who drove the car knew about it but didn't know why.

It's just that everyone said that it was Lord Boyce who showed great kindness!

However, when it came to this, the uncle sighed: "Master Boyce has shown kindness, and the Weaver Girls from all over the world will be miserable! Originally, the cloth could not be sold at a good price, and all the money was earned. Now it's good. No, everyone’s cloth can’t be sold. If you sell it at a discount, you will lose money! How many people’s spinning is still on credit, tell me, isn’t this killing people!”

Old Fern was stunned.

The uncle sighed again: "Now there is no one weaving, what should Zhinu do? I can only compete with other people to do the laundry. Now the laundry work has fallen down to a copper and two pieces of clothes. It's just that everyone is still rushing to do it. The hands are slow. Can't grab it."

"The widow Ma Rui in our village used to be famous for knitting with one hand, but now she doesn't weave anymore. She went to pick up night incense with someone, but she never came back. People who came back said that she was spotted by the people in the city. .”

"What are you looking for? I think it's probably because someone beat her with a stick. Some bastards in the village said that they saw her in the kiln. I don't know if it's because of their eyes."

While the old man was chattering, the ox cart drove to the fork in the village.

Time to get off.

Old Fern was silent for a while, and finally counted out five coppers from the purse, and handed it over.

He is easy to earn this copper, but the old man is not easy to earn.

Back home, the old house is still there.

When his wife saw him coming back, she was both surprised and happy, and she wiped her tears in panic, saying that she thought he was touched by the enemy seeking revenge.

If her son had not become a knight retinue, she would almost have planned to move here.

Old Fern didn't know how to comfort his wife, so he could only pretend to be calm.

For the cloth he brought back, the daughter-in-law blamed him for spending money indiscriminately.

However, watching her keep measuring the new cloth afterwards and taking out some old clothes to make gestures, old Fern knew that she was still happy in her heart.

The family of three spent dinner while the old Fern's daughter-in-law happily planned how to use the new cloth.

After dinner, old Fern called his son, stared into his eyes, and said solemnly: "If you have the opportunity to become a master mage, would you like it?"

Little Fern was stunned.