- What? - The crawler choked on such arrogance."What kind of heresy are you carrying, Scythian?! Bomb Truck asked, picking up his jaw. "Did the Cliff hit you on the head, or what?"Yew silently grabbed the air with her mouth, but her eyes laughed. I realized that the best way to hide the main thing is to reveal the secondary. The abyss with him, maybe it will roll.- In short, dementors, let's do that! I gestured to call them closer. - I prove that I could have knocked down the rarnik myself, I explain how it happened, and you are lagging behind me. And you don't claim loot from the boss. That's a bargain?The crawler looked mockingly at my outstretched hand. Hang shoved him in the shoulder:- Come on!- Okay, Scythian. - The crawler shook hands, and the rest of the "dementors" put theirs on top. - At the same time, you can explain to us how you took three levels in less than three days.- OK. Then stand here, I'll be back now.They didn't have time to answer, only Infect murmured so

Schoolboy Alex Sheppard takes the game name Skif when registering. Incorrectly creating a character and facing difficulties, he quickly loses interest in the game and spends more than a year in the obligatory hours in the sandbox, sitting on a bench near the tavern.His parents are going to divorce, because of which their civil status will decrease, incomes will decrease, and they will not be able to pay for the education of Alex, who dreams of becoming a space guide - the colonization of Mars has begun, plans are being developed to shift from the orbit of Venus.Six months before graduation, Alex is forced to start playing "Disgardium" for real, he needs to earn money to pay for tuition.Alex Skif becomes a "threat" with an L potential due to several unlikely events occurring simultaneously. He is cursed by NPC Patrick O'Grady (the first person whose consciousness was successfully transferred to the game), thereby forcing him to be reborn at the scene of death, and another NPC-lich,

The idyll began to crumble when he crossed paths with the Scythians. Tobias forgot about their first meeting, the one at which he met Vista. Noob tore her dress, and Tobias made the right impression on the girl.But the next day, what is usually called the beginning of the end began, but trying to bargain for a blue belt from a noob, the Cliff did not even suspect it. Of course, it was worth doing smarter - to track and select the shoes where the Scythian would have been defenseless. But seeing a frail thing that would have gone great to Rashidos - and he at that moment thought only about strengthening the ward - the Cliff lost his head.Scythian was a crank who sat for almost a year and a half at the "Wild Flask", and an unexpected refusal unpleasantly surprised Tobias. The noob made him look like some kind of moron! From a very early age, as soon as the boy learned to make out speech, his parents called him a moron, and to hear this from someone else?! And Scythian, he was sure, tha

He was right. The high civic status of my parents can give me points and make the commission more favorable. Or maybe not, these are only rumors, but persistent, and statistics confirm them.Although, probably, the whole thing is that high-status families have more opportunities to give their offspring better health, social skills and training from childhood, if not to say from the moment of conception. Genetic adjustments cost a lot of money, but they are possible and available to almost everyone, just pay.Mr. Kovacs stared at me for a long time, but finally the wrinkle between his eyebrows smoothed out, his nostrils stopped swelling menacingly, and he sat down on a chair and continued in his usual tone, as if there had not been that flash:An hour ago, I filed a petition with the Department of Education for a temporary ban on your character in Disgardium. He gave all the formal justifications, including taking into account your potential value to society... this world, not Dis. The

Who wants to be a billionaire?The islet where I met the Hippopotamus increased in the two weeks of my absence due to lower water levels and overgrown with grass. Nothing reminded me of the Sleeping God – he apparently poured the remnants of the accumulated energy into me, giving strength to new skills, and now he was dozing off in anticipation of new adepts and the temple.At the moment of immersion, I managed to think about how the richness and brightness of life change the perception of time: after the news of my parents' divorce, I spent a week in Dis, and after the ban from Greg, I did not come here two, but it seemed different. It's like I've lived in a world of "might and magic" all my life, been banished from it, and am finally coming back. It's a strange feeling, especially considering how bored I used to be at Disa.For a while, I pondered where to start. Burnt envelope icons notifying of new letters, system messages about unselected class and unallocated characterization po