Black Tech Internet Cafe System

In this world, there was a name called Shadow Hand.

Perhaps for the mercenaries and mages under level 7, they didn’t understand what this name meant.

The world was much bigger than what the low-level and mid-level people could imagine.

Only those existences above level 7 or had a lofty status knew of this name.

The name was guarded so heavily that even these people could only pick up on a few clues about it.

The people in the world would be shocked if they truly understood the meaning of the name and the truth behind the shadows.

Perhaps it was a mercy for most people that they lacked the logic and ability to put things together in the big picture.

In the Elf Clan’s Silver Moon Forest, the silver-haired and silver-bearded old elf gazed at the lake that was as tranquil as a mirror with his deep and turbid eyes.

In the reflection of Silver Moon Forest in the lake, a gloomy shadow seemed to have appeared.

“Shadow Legion…” The First Elder of the Elf Clan murmured, “I see its traces in the shadow of time.”

…

Meanwhile, Adolf, who was dressed in a white mage’s robe, was standing on the top of a high white spire.

Before him was a statue of a mage that had ancient facial features, and the statue held a crystal ball as big as a head in its hands.

As he said the incantation, the crystal ball slowly revealed a strange and ancient land.

“Do you feel that…”

In the jade-like greeneries was a layer of gloomy mist which engulfed the whole place like an invisible shadowy hand. Death and desolation covered the place without the intention of loosening their grip.

“In this world, there might be a type of darkness that even light can’t dispel…”

…

In the distant Radiant Light Godly Nation, the Supreme Holy Palace of the Judgement Godly Palace stood on the highest position in the mountain range covered in ice and snow.

St. Heinz had gone to the highest position in the Supreme Holy Palace where people could almost directly face the godly light, trying to get inspiration and messages from the gods.

At this moment, St. Dulan was chanting his prayers in the Sacrifice Hall in the Supreme Holy Palace.

He only walked out of the hall after a long time.

Then, a priest walked up and presented him with a document respectfully.

“Have you found out all about it?” Obviously, St. Dulan was quite busy; he asked while quickly striding forward.

“Yes… the Origins Internet Club seems to come from the East Continent… It’s a mystical realm agency for several ‘alchemy workshops’.”

“The East Continent…?” St. Dulan frowned.

“Yes,” the priest said in resentment, “It reached its hand into the Continent of Immortal Relics, and we can tolerate that. However, now they are reaching out their hands under our nose! Damn it!”

St. Dulan snorted heavily, “Indeed, they should be damned.”

It would be fine if it was only a small shop. But if it was backed by the forces of the whole East Continent…

“We should call for all races on the whole continent to kick out these people who came from the foreign continent. They are not welcomed here!” the priest suggested in a loud voice.

…

Meanwhile, Nalan Mingxue was livestreaming the quest that she was doing with her classmates and a group of elves.

With so many people in her team, the risk was low. Therefore, they chatted with each other while doing the quest.

Bullet comments appeared on the screen.

[It’s a bonus that we can hear stories about the Elf Clan while watching the livestream!]

[They said that many members of the Elf Clan had died while they resisted the…?]

[A knight legion joined the battle, and many knights died too…]

[It’s a sad story…]

[What sad story…?] Dong Qingli had finished her business talk with Mr. Fang and just began watching the livestream. Having not heard the story, she immediately sent a bullet message onto the screen, asking, [I’m new here; is there a new story here?]

[Hey! Don’t just lament about sadness; tell me the story!]

[Sorry, the person before me, you’re late.]

[It’s what you get for not paying attention!]

“…” Dong Qingli was frustrated. The damn Mr. Fang forced me to listen to the story about ‘Ele.me’ and kept me from watching the livestream and listening to stories. He even called me lazy. Why! Can the food delivery business be more profitable than running a restaurant?!

[TL Note: Ele.me means ‘Are you hungry’ in Chinese, and it is a large food delivery company in China.]

Feeling as if she had missed out on many good things, Dong Qingli had to wait for tomorrow’s VOD.

…

At this moment, Adolf’s disciple was playing World of Warcraft in the internet café and finally came close to level 16.

[Do you choose to release the soul?]

The screen turned grey while the mob left without looking back.

[Level 15, 99% experience points.]

“…”

[Dicas, your mage character is weak.] Obviously, many mages of the Royal Magic Union had been watching her doing quests. Right now, she was in Westfall as well.

[You progress so slowly… and your damage is weak too. It takes you a long time to kill a mob. Why did you choose this character?]

[I can’t watch it anymore. Are the mages in this mystical realm all as weak as this one?]

[Not all mages in this mystical realm are weak.] A mage who had watched the battleground said, [Only her mage character is weak. I saw another mage freeze everyone with a ring of frost. Those black magic arrows are good too, at least in terms of low-level spells.]

[Why don’t you change your character?]

[I suggest you change it.]

“Oh… you guys are so annoying.” Dicas wondered in bafflement, “But how come I feel like this priest character is leveling up slower and slower?”

She had felt fine when everyone could cast only one spell. But now, while other mages could cast several spells and could even attack a group of mobs and have crowd control, she still could cast only two spells?

The most infuriating was that when she fought several mobs, her magic energy (mana) would run out before she could kill them.

What’s this holy light or something… it’s not useful at all… how can it be named with the word ‘holy’?!

In the opening animatics, it said that I must shoulder the burden of saving the human race. How can things go awry in such a way?!

…

– Meanwhile, in the Deadmines –

“Haya!” Royal Princess Ji Yu charged first.

Charge!

In another Deadmines, Yue Yan, a mage, dashed out bravely.

Frost Nova!

Ji Yu hacked her double-handed sword onto the belly of the huge ogre with a vicious force.

Meanwhile, in another instance, chilly frost swept across the place as if it would freeze everything it touched.

“Ugh…?” The dark-red-skinned ogre lowered its head curiously.

A sword left a small scratch on the thick skin on his belly.

A shaft of frost swept across his foot, giving him a cool sensation.

“…”

It said in a muffled voice, “VanCleef will get good prices for your heads.”

The two saw a huge hammer crashing down toward them.

They dropped to the ground and couldn’t get up.

The two princes who were ready to charge at the remaining two monsters looked at Royal Princess Ji Yu. “…”

Mo Xian and others who had been watching Yue Yan trying to control the monster were at a loss for words.

While their faces twitched, they fled instantly.

“Hey! I’m still alive!” Lying on the ground, Royal Princess Ji Yu lifted her hand up and shouted.

Clank!

The hammer struck again.

The Fifth Prince Ji Yang said, “I felt like I heard something?”

The Second Prince, “I don’t know. Run!”

“You…”

Clank!

Silence permeated the area.

“…”