Assumptions are always assumptions. Guo Teng doesn’t know how the players who will come to this world will improve in strength one year later.

If players follow the game mode, their strength will be at a low level for a long time.

If players choose not the game mode but the reality mode, then they have to compete with countless civilians.

Civilians don't have the money to go to military academies, let alone those players who come to this world.

If you have no one, you still want to go to school?

Thinking of this, Guo Teng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as the player's strength is restricted and not as perverted as it is in the later stages of the game, he and the player can still compete with each other.

The next time depends on how you can overtake in this year and surpass the player by a few steps.

Then entertain them well.

"Hey, Guo Teng, Guo Teng."

As soon as Guo Teng took a long breath, Dark kept calling him.

"What's wrong Captain?"

"It's nothing. I saw that you looked bad just now."

Dark is not blind. He could indeed see that Guo Teng's face suddenly turned pale.

He can also feel Guo Teng's fear.

How terrifying can something that can be called a natural disaster be?

No one knows.

It is normal for Guo Teng to be frightened.

After all, he is just an ordinary Necromancer apprentice now.

"I just feel that it is terrifying to face such natural disaster creatures in the future."

Guo Teng looked back at the Buris city wall behind him.

"No wonder this city wall has not been breached after five years of attack."

"It turns out that this is the reason."

Guo Teng now finally knows why the army of the Delia Empire is working hard every day.

And they also have to complete fixed military tasks every day.

Everything is because of the prophecy that players will come to this world.

Break through the wall and players will arrive.

Failure to breach the city wall will affect the prestige of the empire.

The current situation is to feign attacks on the surface every day, while internally deploying advanced necromancy troops and returning them to the country to deal with unknown natural disasters in the future.

If Guo Teng was an indigenous person and didn't know that the player came to this world, he would do the same thing.

"So how long are we going to maintain this state?"

Based on the current situation, Guo Teng can deduce that players will suddenly jump out one day in a year.

But facing Darhk, he can't show that he knows everything.

He could only pretend to be stupid and ask what they should do on the battlefield now.

Continue routine legion spell bombardment every day?

"I don't know. We have to maintain the current situation until the empire's high-level officials issue relevant orders."

Darhk's spirit couldn't help but feel lost.

If he didn't know this news, he would confidently lead the 19th Mage Group to bombard the city wall of Buris every day.

But now that he knows the news, Darhk feels helpless as he pours out all his energy.

What were all his previous efforts for?

"Relax, captain, at least we know the truth about some things."

"We can also make some changes for the future."

"For example, discharge from the army."

The word "retired" made Dalke look at Guo Teng, his eyes widening.

There is a hint of displeasure on his face.

"I know you came to the Brace Front because you wanted to stand out on the battlefield and make a difference to show off to your grandparents?"

"Let them feel that their choice of elemental mage is not a wrong path."

"But in fact, if you can concentrate on working hard to improve your status, then your family will really look at you with admiration."

"For a second-level elemental mage, even if he is a colonel, only people in the army will respect him under the strict organization of the army."

"However, for a fifth-level elemental mage, even if he is just a soldier, his colonel will greet him every day."

"Strength is the foundation, Captain."

To break through the ranks of various legal professions, it takes a lot of time to meditate, to obtain a lot of mental power and magic power, to break through the limits of the body, and to master the principles of various spells.

If the family of a spell caster has certain conditions, then staying in a certain place with peace of mind and working hard to improve your spiritual magic is the best way to improve your own strength.

But on the Brace front.

The spellcaster profession needs to devote 8 to 10 hours a day to deal with daily work and trivial matters.

The time spent on improving strength every day is reduced by almost one-third.

If you have this time to meditate, how much magic and spiritual power will you increase.

Sufficient magic and spiritual power are not only a condition for releasing spells, but also one of the conditions for studying spells.

In short, if you don’t have enough magic power and mental strength, you can’t do anything.

Dalke, who was originally unhappy, had to calm down his unhappiness after hearing Guo Teng's explanation.

Guo Teng is right. He came to join the imperial army and came to the Brace Front because he really wanted to make a career and impress his family.

However, Brice's daily combat missions and various trivial matters have slowed down his improvement in strength.

If he stays at home honestly in the past few years, he will definitely be able to break through the third level and join the intermediate ranks.

But now, five years later, his strength is still second level.

I don’t know how Bonnie is doing.

Excluding his family background and strength, can he be worthy of her?

Seeing Dalke lost in thought, Guo Teng did not disturb him, but continued to direct the tomb engineering team to carry out the excavation work.

Now that the news of the prophecy has been learned, it will not affect the ashes of these tomb skeletons every day.

Just do it, do it, do it.

……

Three days later, at night.

Erin squinted her eyes and stared at Guo Teng, who had been meditating in front of her.

Lisa sat next to Irene and fed the washed, peeled and seeded grapes into her mouth.

Irene ate the grapes without blinking, still staring at Guo Teng.

Lisa fed another grape into her mouth.

Erin didn't eat, but stretched out her hand to block it.

She shifted her gaze to Lisa's face next to her and stared into her eyes.

"I found a problem, Lisa, um."

As soon as Irene finished speaking, Lisa put the grape into Irene's mouth.

Then continue peeling off a grape.

Irene, who was interrupted from casting the spell, couldn't help but frown. She looked displeased at Lisa who was trying to stuff the grape into her mouth again, stretched out her hands, and held her down.

"Why, I found that my dog ​​has been working extremely hard recently."

"In the past, he would draw childlike graffiti on the ground and giggle at his alien skeleton soldiers."

"Now, besides eating, he meditates."

"Even if he goes to the battle line every day, he will leave with three blood-sucking bones and my blood."

"This does not fit with my usual impression of this domestic dog."

"Do you know what happened to him?"
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