I Became the Progenitor Vampire

Chapter 209: Chapter 210: I, Glory Light, a Player, am a Noble Mage Apprentice of the Crimson Mage Tower
 

Glory Light was overjoyed because he had finally become an apprentice at the Crimson Mage Tower.

Mage Apprentice, yes, he had successfully joined this powerful Mage Tower within the past few days and changed his class to the lofty Mage.

He was a noble Mage Apprentice of the Crimson Mage Tower!

Ha ha ha, thinking of this, Glory Light, lying in a small individual room in the apprentice residence area of the Crimson Mage Tower, couldn’t help but want to laugh out loud to the sky three times.

He felt that the Goddess of Luck must have favored him.

He couldn’t imagine that he had actually changed his class to a Mage, a Mage!

When Glory Light first entered “Glory,” he didn’t think much of it, thinking, what’s the big deal with a profession?

Find a Class Change Tutor, do a few quests, pay some money, and then you’ve changed class.

But later he realized he was wrong, terribly wrong.

What damn Class Change Tutor, he didn’t even know how to ask for directions outside, let alone do quests. As a Level 1 commoner, nobody cared to talk to him, casting disdainful and disgusted glances his way.

The tattered linen clothes on his body made even NPCs see him as a refugee.

He was hit hard by the game’s hardcore nature.

But fortunately, after waiting in line at the door of the Crimson Mage Tower for two days, he finally got the chance to be tested.

And by a close shave, he was admitted as a member of the Crimson Mage Tower and was taught the Meditation Skill.

He was also rewarded with a cup of pale magic potion.

Thus, he changed his class to a Mage Apprentice, a noble Mage Apprentice!!

This was the phrase he had heard most often these past few days in the Crimson Mage Tower apprentice group.

We are noble Mages, spellcasters, not lowly warriors and thieves to be compared with.

As Glory Light delved deeper into this world, he slowly came to realize some truths about this incredibly hardcore game.

Mages held the highest position among all professions in “Glory.”

Even a Level 1 Mage Apprentice could look down on a Level 5 Intermediate Warrior, even though a Level 5 warrior could easily beat up a Level 1 Mage Apprentice. But no matter what, a Mage Apprentice could blatantly disdain an Intermediate Warrior.

And the people around felt the same, not finding anything wrong with Mages looking down on warriors.

Glory Light had also tried to defend warriors, but all he received were disdainful glances.

In the end, he could only accept his status with frustration and joy; after all, he was a Mage, albeit one who had just learned the Meditation Skill, but at least he was still a member of this noble class, wasn’t he?

He also spared a few seconds of silent condolences for those players who had changed their class to warriors; they could tell from the attitude of NPCs what the status of the warrior profession in “Glory” was. They would suffer in the future.

“Glory Light, you only meditated for three Sunshine Hours today. You must make it up tomorrow, otherwise this month, your subsidy will definitely be deducted by 5 silver pukes…”

Just as Glory Light was reveling in his delight, a thin figure stood at his door, speaking with a hint of impatience.

“Moreover, Lord Hezi hates laziness the most. If you can’t do well, you’ll never have the chance to enter the Magic Factory and truly become a member of the Crimson Mage Tower.”

Damn, meditation again!!

Glory Light buried his head in his blanket in anguish, muttering with a muffled voice, “I know, I’ll make it up…”

If “Glory” had something he hated the most, the dry and cumbersome meditation was undoubtedly at the top of the list.

He really couldn’t imagine that a game would actually require players to truly learn some damn magic and actually spend hours upon hours sitting there motionless meditating!

In his opinion, this was certainly the game officials going mad.

However, there was no changing this, and he could only patiently learn.

Moreover, in this incredibly realistic game, the need for meditation to learn magic didn’t feel odd at all.

Rather, if he could learn magic with a simple ding, that would feel fake to him.

But even so, learning magic was still painful and difficult.

Thinking of those complicated Magic Nodes, he felt both love and hatred.

His dream of dominating this world had been crushed time and again and had turned into figuring out how to just get through tomorrow…

“Um, I’ll supervise you tomorrow,” the skinny boy paused before looking like he recalled something and glared at Glory Light with a few frustrated glances.

“Glory Light, although I’ve said quite a bit, as a comrade, I still have to say it.

You could have worked harder, and you should work harder.”

The boy’s tone grew excited as he spoke.

“If it were not for Lord Lide’s magnanimity, ordering the recruitment of many apprentices with just ordinary talent, neither you nor I would have the chance to become noble Mage Apprentices.

You are in the Crimson Mage Tower, one of the best Mage Towers in the city,

Do you have any idea how coveted the opportunity you’ve been given is by more than a million people in Green City?

But you waste time and make no effort; I really can’t imagine why you would behave like this.

Do you think becoming a Mage is something you can just muddle through?”

Upon hearing the boy’s questioning, Glory Light turned slightly, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The sunlight from outside streamed into the room, casting the boy’s figure at the doorway into sharp relief before him, and his indignant expression inexplicably stirred something different within Glory Light.

The boy’s expression was too spirited; at that moment, Glory Light felt he simply couldn’t consider the other as some NPC; this was a living, breathing person.

This game was truly hardcore.

With an inexplicable shiver in his heart, he stood up and looked into the boy’s blue eyes, “Nas, why are you so agitated?”

The boy named Nas shook his head, his eyes slightly dull, “Glory Light, even though you’re from the Lost World,

no matter where you are, only strength can protect the loved ones around you,

only strength can allow one to live properly.

Lord Lide has given us this chance, I hope you can seize it.” The inexplicably subdued and low tone made Glory Light feel a bit uncomfortable; he wanted to say something more, but the slim Nas had already turned and left.

Clearly, the slight boy must have experienced something unforgettable to have such deep emotions.

Am I your companion?

As he watched Nas’s departing figure, Glory Light stood there, stunned.

At this moment, he inexplicably felt a connection to this world; he realized he could no longer treat this place merely as a game.

Feeling a tinge of loss, he lay on the bed and logged off.

Earth.

In a Beijing neighborhood, a slightly handsome twentysomething young man with a standard Huaxia face emerged from his gaming capsule in pajamas, walking out with a complex expression.

This young man was Glory Light.

Remembering the scene he had just experienced in the game, his heart was still a bit tangled, especially Nas’s dim eyes, which tugged at him.

Shaking his head without giving it too much thought, he decided to look into Nas’s situation later, as there were other things to do right now.

Glory Light skillfully turned on the computer beside him and logged into the “Glory” forum.

The ridiculous posts of a bunch of goofy players immediately lightened Glory Light’s somewhat gloomy mood.

“I’ve finally succeeded in changing classes in the slums; from today onward, please call me—Castrolovsky the King of Thieves”

“Life-oriented professions are the essence of this game, hasn’t anyone noticed?? I’m a gynecologist…”

“MMP, I was wrong, I really was wrong, I shouldn’t have played as an archer, what the Broken Sword Knight said was true, archers really have to train in archery themselves. The tutor who helped me with my class change said I could try hunting Demon Beasts outside in three years… Now, I just want to ask, how do I delete my account??”

“The most hardcore game in history, even the language has to be learned by players themselves! I am a linguist, having studied world languages for twenty years, and after my research these past few days, the common language in ‘Glory’ is indeed a real language because it is very well-developed, almost as much as Chinese…”

“About a hundred ways to find the red light district within the city, I am known in the world as Brother Piao, adept at interacting with missies, below I will share with everyone in ‘Glory’ how to quickly and accurately find the place you want to go…”

“Who TF told me it’s easy to become a professional? Step out, and I’ll shatter your dog brain; I’ve been in the game for a week, been starved to death once, robbed three times, sold into slavery twice, I’ve asked countless people and no one was willing to help me change classes, it’s too hard…”

“Ancient Forest discovery of Elves, come support, brothers, want an Elf female slave? This is your chance, only for the bold, address…”

Glory Light was engrossed as he read, many foolish posts had him laughing out loud.

Initially, he was resistant to becoming an apprentice in the Crimson Mage Tower, thinking that after all, he was a player, and becoming someone’s apprentice, what was that about? At the very least, he should be directly changing classes to become an official Mage.

But after seeing the miserable lives of various internal testing players in the forums, he realized how lucky he was.

There were players on the forum who didn’t understand the language, couldn’t earn money, and were starved to death,

there were those who prepared to leave the city to hunt Demon Beasts and couldn’t find their way, ending up robbed by bandits,

those who tried to fight monsters and level up but found they couldn’t even beat a level 2 stray dog and were bitten to death,

and those who had to sign ten-year loyalty contracts, working for NPCs without compensation, besides countless other tragic stories that could bring one to tears.

In contrast, his situation was different; he had joined a powerful force that ranked in Green City.

And to top it all off, he could have a full belly and warm clothes every day, even receiving a subsidy of 10 silver pukes each month. All he needed to do was learn magic as quickly as possible.

This was a luxurious life compared to the struggles of other players trying tirelessly to advance their professions and earn money. What was most crucial was that he had become a Mage, which countless players regarded as the hardest profession to switch to.

Such treatment was practically protagonist halo material.

Glory Light even started a serial thread on the forum to let the vast number of players witness his “miserable” life, specifically chronicling his daily routine in the Crimson Mage Tower.

As expected, regarding his situation, those players tortured by “Glory” NPCs to the brink of death were truly green with envy.

One after another, they wished they could crawl through the ethernet cable to kill him and take his place.

“Today I completed a three-hour meditation task. Regarding this, my roommate buddy was very dissatisfied. He urged me to meditate seriously, hoping to catch the attention of our boss and truly become a member of the Crimson Mage Tower.

However, I must say, I really have no interest in a Mage’s meditation. Sigh, so boring, to meditate for several hours every day…

Truth be told, do you guys feel that in the world of “Glory,” every NPC is like a real person? They have their emotions, their past experiences, their backgrounds, and stories.

This game is really starting to captivate me more and more.”

Immediately, a torrent of replies appeared below. So many people were watching this lucky guy who joined the Mage Tower and advanced to become a Mage. Of course, most people just wanted to learn from him how to join an NPC faction.

Regrettably, Glory Light was only flaunting his daily life in the Crimson Mage Tower and was tight-lipped about the information that everyone was keen on, which made many players itch with frustration.

“Damn, this braggart is showing off again, someone drag him out and kill him!!

I’ve been scrapping with beggars over a spot in the slums for a piece of bread, and you tell me you live comfortably in a room every day, savoring delicious bread, with someone teaching you spells… Ahhh, I’m going insane”

“It’s all the damn planners’ fault. I also became a Mage, and meditation has become the most miserable part of my day. It’s unbearable, hours of immobility, repeatedly constructing meditation spell models in the Spiritual Sea… it’s too painful.”

“I agree with the show-off dog, the NPCs in this game are fantastic. Each one has their own story and background.

I’ve been planning to apprentice under a warrior these past few days, hoping he would help me with my class change.

But this famously easy-going warrior flew into a rage and flatly refused to accept me.

After careful investigation, I discovered that this NPC had once been betrayed by a disciple, so he wouldn’t give me the time of day.

And he’s not the only one. Each NPC I’ve encountered recently has a unique background story, even the beggars have rich pasts.

Though we could beat the dog planner to death, I still must say, “Glory” rocks!! (voice crack)”

Glory Light read these with gleeful satisfaction. He was still young at heart and found bragging about his achievements to others to be an absolutely wonderful thing.

But after browsing for a while, Glory Light stood up and returned to his gaming pod. Most players were still in the exploring phase and didn’t know much about “Glory.”

Naturally, the help they could offer him was minimal.

And what was key was that although he had logged out of “Glory,” time inside the game didn’t stop for his absence.

A day in reality is three days in Glory; no one could guarantee what might happen if he left for too long.

After he logged out, his body in “Glory” didn’t disappear; it continued to exist as if asleep.

This hardcore setting, akin to a language barrier, caused players to go crazy with complaints.

But there was no helping it; the charm of Glory had become an unstoppable entity in the eyes of those persistent players who had stayed for a week.

Though there were many complaints, those who would genuinely switch games were few and far between.

This dazzling world was too enchanting.

Logging in, he found his body safe and sound, and Glory Light breathed a sigh of relief.

The realistic setting of “Glory” determined that logging off would become the greatest challenge players faced going forward and secure dwellings or bases would become the goal pursued by countless players.

Of course, now as a member of the Crimson Mage Tower, he had ample protection.

Unless someone could breach the Crimson Mage Tower, he was untouchable.

As for breaching the Mage Tower, the thought brought a smile to Glory Light’s face. Yesterday, he had overheard his direct superior, Hezi, a third-level formal Mage, mention it.

Just over a month ago, a powerful Undead Mage commanded a terrifying Bone Dragon to assault the Crimson Mage Tower. The Undead Dragon Breath destroyed half a street’s surroundings; the scene was horrific.

But even such a formidable enemy was still kept at bay by the powerful Magic Shield of the Crimson Mage Tower.

Of course, he was initially skeptical because, according to official news from the “Glory” website, giant dragons were among the most powerful beings in “Glory.”

Even a Bone Dragon possessed unmatched strength. Shouldn’t such high-level creatures easily lay waste to human cities?

But after some discreet probing, the dozen or so apprentices with him claimed they had witnessed the scene, one even wetting himself with fear.

The apprentices described it with such vivid detail that it seemed impossible to fabricate.

At last, Glory Light confirmed that he indeed joined a formidable Mage Tower that even Bone Dragons couldn’t breach.

He felt nothing but pride, deeply excited to be a part of the Crimson Mage Tower.

The stronger the backing, the better for him, because it meant that his future potential would be even higher.

However, the problem that now troubled him the most was that learning magic was too difficult.

“Glory” wasn’t like other games, where learning magic was simply a matter of spending some Game Coins and instantly mastering it upon meeting certain requirements.

But here it was different, each spell had to be learned bit by bit, and Magic Nodes had to be individually built within the mind.

This hardcore mode of gameplay caused his progress in learning magic to be painfully slow.

There was no other reason but the sheer difficulty.

“Glory Light, quick, come with me to the teaching area in District Two!

Lady Vena is personally coming to explain the application of magic to us apprentices today. Hurry up, or there won’t be any spots left!” Nas burst into the room with a face full of excitement, his voice clearly overjoyed, evidently having heard some incredible news.

“Lady Vena?” Glory Light paused slightly, the name sounding somewhat familiar.

“Of course, haven’t you heard of Lady Vena?” Nas looked at Glory Light with some confusion.

Glory Light gave an embarrassed cough, “Could you tell me about her?”

Nas didn’t question why Glory Light hadn’t heard of Lady Vena, his eyes flickering with unmistakable admiration.

“Miss Vena is Lord Lide’s maid…”

“Maid??” Glory Light looked somewhat perplexed.

Nas glared at him impatiently, “Let me finish!!”

Glory Light touched his nose and didn’t dare to speak.

Nas said with a touch of haughty pride.

“Do you think becoming Lord Lide’s maid is an easy feat?

Forget it, Lady Vena started by Lord Lide’s side, as the person Lord Lide trusts most.

When Lord Lide is away, Lady Vena manages the entire Crimson Mage Tower.

Lady Vena holds immense power in her hands,” Nas said, giving Glory Light a serious look.

“You better not offend Lady Vena later. Such a prominent figure has a significant status even in Green City,

not to mention us; even Hezi would have to bow respectfully in front of her.

If Lady Vena wanted to deal with us, a single glance might be all it takes for our bodies to end up in Green City’s sewers tomorrow.”

Glory Light nodded immediately, “Don’t worry, I won’t drag you down.”

At the same time, he developed a sense of awe towards the maid of the master of the Crimson Mage Tower. You just can’t afford to mess with a big shot’s maid.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he asked curiously, “Nas, have you met Lord Lide?”

He had been here for quite a while but hadn’t yet met the owner of the Mage Tower. What kind of being would the master of such a powerful force like the Crimson Mage Tower be? Just the thought was enough to excite him.

Nas nodded emphatically, his eyes ablaze with fervent worship, “Of course, I was fortunate to see Lord Lide once, and I can tell you for sure.

Lord Lide is an incredibly powerful Advanced Mage, not only a disciple of the Great Mage Lord Spark, but also the youngest prodigy Mage in Green City.

His name is sung by wandering bards, and his deeds are enthusiastically discussed by all the great Nobles of Green City.”

After saying this, he gave Glory Light a deep look.

“Believe me if you have the good fortune to meet Lord Lide, you’ll definitely feel honored.”

Hearing this, Glory Light’s face showed strong curiosity.

Who was this powerful, well-connected man who owned such a formidable Mage Tower?

Could there be a chance to draw closer and hold on to his coattails??

PS: (This section of text is free of charge)

Today I wrote three chapters, but only managed to revise this one, from 8:30 till now, my eyes are about to go blind.

Don’t scold me, I’m feeling very fragile right now… Also, please subscribe, you big shots reading the pirated versions, throw me a bone~