Chapter 3: The Painful Game

  Francis said to the disc: "Let's start the game!"

  "Game started... unable to connect to server, please check your network connection!"

  Francis was taken aback by the words, "What, you want me to connect to the internet... I'm in a magical world right now, and you're asking me for the internet... Why don't you ask me to recharge my RMB immediately?" Francis exclaimed in exasperation, startling Dismausk who was still exploring the two-sex world.

  "Easy... sir, don't worry, take care of yourself!" Francis patted his own chest, feeling too excited. He should leave a calm and collected impression on Dis. So he smiled at Dis: "It's alright, Dis! I'm sorry to have worried you." His gentle tone and perfect face immediately petrified Dis, who fell into another dilemma.

  Francis sneered, "I should have thought of that this crappy web game needs to be online to play! As for the network, forget it, it's impossible!" "Don't even think about it in this lifetime!" Francis added gritting his teeth.

  "Failed to connect to network! Enter single-player mode?"

  "Come in!" Francis said weakly.

  In an instant, the scene around them changed, and the two appeared in a huge arena, clearly in ancient Roman style.

  Francis: "Oh, the Roman Colosseum built with massive stone blocks!"

  "Length: 200 meters; width: 160 meters; height: 60 meters. Master, since I'm in the arena, there might be some errors in my measurement." Francis was shocked and said, "It's truly magnificent!" Dis, with shining eyes, said, "Master, look at this arena's style, it's characterized by luxury and grandeur. The columnar artistic design, between those two columns is a券洞, forming a bold combination of券and column, rich in flavor and decorative. It has very distinctive interior decoration features. Widely used are practical Doric, Roman Tuscan, Roman Ionic, Roman Corinthian... I'll go study these buildings, you continue the game." After saying that, he didn't care about Francis' reaction and ran to the side to study a large brick.

  “……”

  "How to play single-player?"

  "Single-player game: 'Dungeon mode' is unlocked at level 5, your current level is insufficient and cannot proceed!"

  Francis's forehead bulged with blue veins. "Can't proceed? Then what's the point of making such a big scene? Fifth rank, so what am I now? First rank?"

  "Player's current level is: Level 3!"

  "Oh, level 3? You're already at level 3 as soon as you start the game? Shouldn't it start from level 1? 'How do I upgrade?'"

  "PK with other online players to gain experience!"

  "......""You've been fooling me since earlier, right?!" Francis completely lost it "Impossible! If I'm stuck on the net, how can I level up? What's the point of that?! Wait a minute... where did my third level come from?"

  "Players start at level three as soon as they enter!"

  "Oh, is that so! How can this be? This is my first time entering the game... Level 3, and in the real world I'm only able to hook up with a level 3... Mage Third Class!?"

  "Was I able to upgrade to level 5 in the game space when I was a fifth-level law master?" Francis asked, secretly praising his own wisdom.

  "Insufficient permissions, unable to respond!"

  "I'm getting more and more tempted to uninstall you!"

  "Insufficient permissions, uninstallation failed!"

  “……”

  "Can you blow it up or send it to the underworld!" Half a day without hearing any response, Francis turned around and found Dis measuring the golden ratio between several stone pillars with a long ruler!!!

  Francis turned his expressionless face back and asked "Can we re-roll? No way, should be! When was that upgrade pack?"

  "Grade Five!"

  "Is it level 5? Yeah! Most games are like that, they go up to level 1, 5, 10 and so on. Francis bit his finger, anyway, by the time I reach level 5, it'll be clear. "Let's talk about the game, what benefits do I get when I level up? Like attribute points and stuff?"

  "No attribute points can be obtained, but players can randomly draw a summoner once!"

  Turning around and looking at the two of us, Francis was in tears "How can I quit the game, I'm going crazy..."

  "Players can input spiritual power into the wolf head and freely enter and exit the game!"

  "Wolf head! Why not tiger head, lion head, dragon head or something? What does this have to do with games or crossing over?"

  "The wolf head is randomly selected by the system! There are no special settings."

  "Is that so!" Francis is now used to the random two words, expressionless he decisively inputs his spiritual power to exit the game, as for Dis, he has already been chosen to be forgotten!

  "Is it out?! What a crappy game space, can't play at all! I'll never go in again! Not even if I die! Haha..." Francis burst into laughter. As he laughed, Francis felt something was off, his body was experiencing intense pain, the kind of pain he swore he had never experienced before, every cell in his body seemed to be torn apart and reassembled. His teeth chattered violently, he couldn't even make a sound now, the clothes he just changed into were quickly soaked with sweat. The pain all over his body made him forget how to think, his brain was completely chaotic, countless nerves pouring into him one word "pain". Just before he fainted, Francis suddenly felt that fainting was also very comfortable.

  Waking up again to find myself already lying in bed, was it Mark?

  "Master, you're awake... sob..." The butler, Old Marko, stood by the bed with tears streaming down his face. "Master, I know you've always taken it upon yourself to revive the family's fortunes, and before, I too thought you were the family's hope... sob... But Master, if your body gives out, all hope is lost! You've been unconscious for a whole day and night already, and Pastor Griffe is still far away in Mog City. Master, please don't rush into training like this... sob... Your health is what matters most! If something happens to you, how can I explain it to the old master and mistress?! Sob... Master, forgive me... but I'm really scared... sob..." After speaking, Old Marko covered his face and wept again.

  Francis cursed himself for being an idiot and hurting the people who cared about him again. "Marco... I won't do it again next time" Francis didn't care that his hand still stung as he reached out to the old butler, who quickly grasped Francis' hand tightly. "Believe me, this is the last time..." Old Marco wiped away tears and nodded vigorously, then picked up some milk and coarse bread from the side. "You haven't eaten for a long time, eat something first!"

  When it comes to eating, Francis felt like he hadn't eaten for three days and three nights. He picked up the bread on the table and stuffed it into his mouth, and the milk was poured directly into his mouth. The food on the table was soon gone. "Is there any more? Marco, this is not enough!" "Ah, oh, wait a minute, I'll go get some!" Old Marco, who was shocked by Francis's eating habits, immediately reacted to go to the kitchen to fetch food. In his impression, Francis didn't have such an exaggerated way of eating.

  After Old Marko returned from the kitchen for the third time, "Young master, there's no more food left! This is the last bit of dry rations. You've eaten all the food for the next two days!"

  "Is that so? Well, it's about the same. I don't know why, but I felt extremely hungry just now!" Patted his slightly bulging belly, "Ah, feeling a bit full now!"

  Old Malco looked at the flat belly of his young master and raised an eyebrow: "So much food, can it be digested?" "Oh, it's almost evening, Master. I'll go prepare your bath water. You need to clean up! You sweated a lot yesterday!"

  She sniffed at her own body odor and slightly furrowed her brow. Apart from the sweat smell, there was a strange smell.

  "Sorry to trouble you again!"

  "Don't say that, young master! You need to rest more now!" Marko said with a smile as he quickly cleaned up the messy table and took away over a dozen bowls and plates.

  Francis lay back on the bed after Marco left, but soon sat up again to meditate. It wasn't that Francis was too diligent, but he was still very hungry and could only use meditation to shift his focus. As he slowly entered a meditative state, he felt that his absorption of external light elements was much faster than before. Francis was a light system magician, which was discovered when his father was still alive during a baptism ceremony at the church. So his father had specially invited a third-level magician to teach him (third-level magicians were also Francis' current level, but he had never fought with anyone and knew too little magic, probably ranking last in the third level). As for higher-level magic, his father had planned to send him to study at the Imperial Magic Academy in the capital. However, after his father's death, all these plans became a pipe dream. The magic teacher and servants left one after another, and the family property left by his father was taken away to pay off debts. With a few magic books and the little wealth left by his father, Marco brought his young master to Pachi Town (Marco's hometown). From then on, Francis' personality became introverted and even somewhat gloomy, to the point where he eventually failed to advance in level and died. No longer indulging in wild thoughts, Francis concentrated his energy on meditation, and his spiritual power had absolutely increased again. His spiritual power, which was originally very high after crossing over, could actually be increased again - was it due to the stimulation of intense pain? He exited his meditative state for two reasons: one was that he was afraid of being seen by old Marco; the other was that his mind was restless and not suitable for meditation. Regarding that summoning space, he felt that he had neglected something!

  "Marco, it's all right, I can walk myself, don't need to support me, after eating something now there is quite a bit of strength in my body!" Francis dismissed old Marco at the bathroom door and saw that ferocious wolf head again, washing it fiercely with water twice.

  "This damn game has made me suffer so much, it's infuriating!! My body still hurts and I'm not even full from eating earlier!" He rubbed his belly, "Grrr..." Francis suddenly turned into a sour face.

  "Damn it, is my body in severe pain and consuming a lot of energy? Damn it, I'm so hungry!" Francis said, grabbing the edge of the bathtub with force. "Bang" The entire edge was crushed by him, and looking at his hands, Francis touched his face uncertainly, then stretched out his hand to the edge of the bathtub again, applying a little force, and "crack", it shattered again. Francis touched his face again, got up, and looked in the mirror. Hmm, his skin seemed to have turned whiter, and his muscles... were completely gone! It seems he needs to get some more sun. Ah, these days of being sick have made his skin pale and sickly! Apart from ***, there's no sign of masculinity anywhere else, did Francis' male hormones all go there?! Looking at his unchanged body, he said helplessly "Ah! Is this bathroom made of tofu dregs? This broken stone, is it carved out of wood? It's all been soaked rotten by water, haha... I thought my strength had increased, I was saying, who has the strength to change so much in one night, haha!" Francis stopped laughing, his face a bit stiff. In his heart, he had an idea, and he himself was shocked by this idea, but if it's true!! He lowered his head, looked at the black wolf tattoo on his forehead, took a deep breath, and slowly poured spiritual energy into it.

  Francis immediately disappeared into the bathroom.