
Hearing Peter's words, many students became desperate.
After all, it was not easy to gain an advantage in the Second World.
People all over the world play Second World, and there are as many 18-year-olds as there are stars.
It is almost impossible to stand out among so many people.
The appearance of most people could only be said to be ordinary, or even a little unimpressive.
A small number of people were a little excited.
Clearly, they had obtained some small gains in the Second World.
The most obvious one is Blair.
The depressed expression he just had was completely gone, replaced by a strong confidence.
After all, according to him, as an A-grade talent expert, he was definitely the strongest person in the class.
Moreover, he had already trained to level 27 for the past three days. He felt that he was definitely the highest level in the class.
It was impossible for anyone to be higher than him.
In addition, he also had blue-colored equipment.
Even though it was only wrist protection, blue remained blue.
Green equipment is unparalleled.
Thinking of this, he unconsciously looked back at Mike.
‘Although I cannot compete with you in terms of money.
‘But money is just a worldly thing.
‘Power is absolute truth.
‘Later, I want to see how you can compete with me!’
All of this was an illusion from Blair's own imagination.
In fact, Mike did not want to compete with him at all.
Because he's not worthy!
Not only Blair but throughout the Second World, how many people have the qualifications to compete with Mike?
He was the player who instantly killed the divine clone of the Death God — Arthas
This was something that probably no one in the Second World could do.
He still maintained his casual appearance and secretly listened to the reports of his classmates.
“I choose Elf. I am level 24 now, and I have two green equipment. I have learned all the skills I can.”
The first student in the first row reports.
Peter was satisfied.
“Although not very outstanding, at least not bad. Preserve.”
The second disciple stood up and said,
“I choose Dwarves. I am currently level 25 and have only one green piece of equipment on me, but I have already mastered the forging skill.”
Hearing this, Master Peter's eyes sparkled,
“It's true. Forging skills were extremely important life skills in the Second World. Moreover, the Dwarves were very good at making wine and forging. It can be considered in line with the characteristics of the race. Are you thinking of practicing forging when you choose Dwarves?”
The student smiled shyly and nodded.
His personality is more closed. Indeed, he was no match for battle. However, the forging lifestyle was perfect for him. It could be considered that he had taken a suitable path for himself.
Teacher Peter added,
“Students who don't like to fight can learn from it. Practicing life skills for sub-jobs is also a good option.”
After which, each student took turns standing up and reporting their situation.
Some of them have a good level.
Some have good equipment.
Some even acquire skill books and learn specific skills.
One should know that special skills are very hard to come by in the Second World. It was a rare opportunity.
If they sell it, they can often earn a lot of money.
However, most of them will choose to learn the skill themselves.
After all, whether they were alright in the Second World completely determined their status in real life.
Unless they were very strict on money, otherwise, nothing would ruin their future for the federation coin.
Many students turned their heads and threw curious gazes.
After all, Blair was the only student in the class who had activated his A-grade talent. The benefits must be much greater than the others.
As expected, Blair said confidently,
“I choose race Trolls!”
Hearing this, the entire class went silent.
Even Teacher Peter frowned slightly.
He asked confusedly,
“Why do you make such a choice?”
Trolls are characterized by their fast attack speed and slightly stronger physical attributes. They were clearly more suited to the warrior class.
However, the talent that Blair activated was an excellent fire affinity.
Usually if one made a choice, the Human or Elf race was clearly more suited.
Judging from the attribute panel, Humans and Elves were clearly more suited to the mage class than Trolls.
Seeing everyone's reaction, Blair felt very satisfied.
He said,
“I deliberately chose this because the weaknesses of the magicians are melee fighting abilities and weak physical attributes.
“After I have chosen this race, even though I am close to someone, I can still slightly block them and then look for an opportunity to widen the gap.
“Although I will not fully maximize myself as a fire magician, it is more balanced.”
After listening to Blair's words, the students finally realized.
Teacher Peter also nodded slightly.
Although this method is somewhat moderate, it still has some redeeming qualities.
“It looks like you have seriously thought of the path you want to take. I support you.”
After Master Peter expressed his support, Blair continued to say proudly,
“After I chose the Troll race, I have worked hard to increase my strength. I have been playing for over 18 hours a day.
“Now, I have reached level 27, and I have one blue equipment and two green equipment!”
At this point, everyone exclaimed in shock.
“Yes God, so this is an expert with A-grade talent? He's too strong.”
“We can't compete with him at all.”
“She has only been playing for three days, and she already has blue equipment. Moreover, the level is too high.”
“Didn't you hear what Blair just said? He plays 18 hours a day!”
“He's too hardworking. I can't compete with him at all.”
Listening to everyone's discussion, Blair's face was filled with pride.
Although he only played 18 hours because he was forced by his parents, in the end he actually spent those hours.
Level is the best evidence.
He looked at Mike proudly, hoping to see a surprise on his face.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed. Mike is not listening.
This detail was also seen by Peter.
Peter was even more convinced that Mike had not played Second World for the past three days. He must have worked.
No wonder he did not care about matters related to the Second World.
Peter thought for a moment and commented,
“Dear students, from this point, can be seen that Blair students are indeed very hardworking.
“Although he is usually a little mischievous, he does not miss out on serious matters at all.
“I hope you all can learn from him.
“Of course, 18 hours a day is still a little too much. I hope that Blair students have enough rest every day.
“You can work hard, but don't work too hard. Your body will be tired.”
Blair nodded proudly and sat down.
He couldn't help but think that no one in the class could be better than him, right?
‘No, I'm afraid it will be hard to find someone better than me in the whole school!’