Chapter 294: Chapter 217: A Newbie’s Day (Part 2)
Looking at the sign in the distance labeled “5 gold coins” at a high price, Lonely as Snow frowned again.
“Are you sure you can afford it?”
“We don’t even have half a gold coin right now.”
Europe King still pretended to strike a pose with his arms crossed, laughing: “Do you think the official didn’t anticipate that we’d be broke? They’ve already prepared a perfect process.”
“Haha, everything is within my calculations.”
Lonely as Snow turned his head and saw that next to the shop was the “Kingdom Bank.”
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At the entrance, there was a sign listing many packages, and there was also a Miss Serpentfolk receptionist smiling kindly, softly pitching to them.
“Brave warriors, do you aspire to receive the blessings of His Majesty Cassius, but worry about not having enough gold coins?”
“The Kingdom Bank will help you realize your dream.”
“For these dream-filled newcomers, our bank proudly presents the [Newcomer Dream Realization Fund], with no conditions attached. You can get 5 gold coins from the bank to buy treasures, repayable in twelve monthly installments with only a five percent monthly interest rate!”
Europe King strode into the bank, ready to speak, but Lonely as Snow pulled him back.
He turned back with a puzzled look.
“What’s the matter?”
“Are you crazy! Borrowing money to open chests right at the start, do you really want to become a Black Slave?”
Lonely as Snow whispered.
Europe King chuckled: “You wouldn’t think of it this way, in games like this, the earlier you get good equipment, the more profit you make, and the more resources you can seize. Later on, gold coins might even depreciate, so paying back then wouldn’t be an issue. Combat power is the best way to make money!”
“Besides, even if I can’t pay it back, I can just commit suicide and change the respawn point. The Ashen Kingdom’s reach doesn’t extend to other countries.”
Lonely as Snow thought carefully and indeed couldn’t find a flaw in his words.
Europe King waved his hand grandly and said to Miss Serpentfolk receptionist with a broad smile: “I’ll take ten shares of the Dream Realization Fund!”
Miss Serpentfolk receptionist’s face instantly became much more enthusiastic, but she still gently reminded: “Sir, the Dream Realization Fund is limited to four shares per person.”
“Then four shares it is!”
“Alright, I’ll register it for you right away.”
Soon, Europe King’s name was recorded on a large magic scroll, and twenty gleaming gold coins appeared in his hand.
As he walked out, Miss Serpentfolk receptionist bowed happily. Who knew what she was thinking.
“Welcome back anytime!”
Europe King was extremely satisfied, smiling as he said to Lonely as Snow who was waiting outside: “Aren’t you going to try?”
Lonely as Snow hesitated for a moment, finally gritting his teeth and saying: “Then… I’ll take one share.”
Europe King patted him on the shoulder: “Why are young people so afraid to take risks! Go big or go home!”
“If you don’t get anything because you bought too few, wouldn’t that be borrowing money for nothing? That kind of uncertainty is too great!”
Lonely as Snow shook his head.
“At least this way, I can afford to repay it.”
“Alright then.”
Soon, the two of them came out of the bank holding gold coins, Europe King in high spirits while Lonely as Snow looked uneasy, like he’d committed a crime.
A long line had already formed in front of the shop, so they had to wait obediently.
Suddenly, a low, raspy voice spoke.
“You two are newcomers, aren’t you…”
They turned their heads at the same time and saw a man in robes, looking quite young, only in his twenties, but seeming weather-beaten, like some overworked programmer.
And they couldn’t see his nickname or level.
“Are you… a closed beta veteran?”
“Or a senior mage?”
The mysterious man nodded slightly and smiled:
“Hehe, newcomers thinking they can get lucky with chest openings, you’ll regret it one day. I advise you, the water in these chests is too deep, you can’t handle it.”
This man was Charlotte, the famous guild master of the magic system’s noble family [Magic Coin], already a level-five mage player.
He had returned to this nightmarish place, not to gamble on chests, but to witness the diversity of life and dispel the heart demons that had plagued him for months—commonly known as watching for fun, or schadenfreude.
Europe King scoffed: “So what if you’re a beta player? My good buddy is a beta player too.”
“I think this old guy just wants to mislead newbies so we don’t get good gear.”
“It’s time to go.”
“If we don’t move, someone will cut in line.”
Lonely as Snow whispered a reminder.
But he also seemed to be pondering something.
Charlotte watched their backs, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but curl up into an intriguing smile.
“Kekeke, poor newcomers, you have no idea, the despair is just beginning. Welcome to the hell of unlucky players like me.”
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In the queue, Lonely as Snow looked around and whispered:
“Was that guy just now a lunatic?”
“I don’t know, maybe he’s too unlucky that he’s mentally unstable. I heard that previous guild masters of noble mages almost fainted from bad luck. Anyway, it’s none of our business.”
Europe King said as he tiptoed to look inside the shop.
The front of the line certainly showcased the diversity of life.
Those who got good pulls were elated, those who didn’t were crestfallen, each with their own expressions, but most ended up with a pile of junk.
Lonely as Snow couldn’t help but say:
“Damn, is this drop rate reliable? It seems kinda low.”
Europe King tried to stay calm: “Don’t worry, those who didn’t get anything are probably old players. We’re still in the newcomer protection period.”
But his slightly trembling hand holding the gold and the sweat on his brow betrayed Europe King’s tension.
“Hmm, it does seem different than what was said…”
“No, must stay calm, it will be a good pull, I’ve borrowed four chests!”
Europe King gritted his teeth, finally convincing himself, eyes determined as he rejoined the queue.
That was his confidence as Europe King!
As those ahead of him left, either excited or resigned.
Finally, it was his turn.
Europe King took a deep breath, his voice low and firm: “There was once a player named ‘Sky Flying Witch’ who created the miracle of a double gold pull in a single draw.”
He pointed a single finger to the sky, striking a powerful pose.
“And today—I will break that record and show you the so-called miracle grand slam!”
The onlookers all focused their gaze on him.
“This dude’s nickname is badass!”
“Damn, could this really be the Europe King himself?”
“If he really pulls a grand slam, I have to record it and flaunt it on the forums.”
“Don’t know what he’s saying, but he looks super confident.”
“Where does a newbie get so much money, could this guy have taken out a loan?”
Some players even smelled a business opportunity.
“Taking bets! Place your bets! Anyone think he’ll get a good pull…”