Chapter 9 Message of Congratulation From a Good-for-nothing

"That's him?" After looking at the rating page on the screen, Qin Feng looked toward the direction that the young man had left in. Even Qin Feng himself did not know why he insisted that the young man should see the charm of DNF. Perhaps it was because his skillful operation reminded Qin Feng of the feeling he had before. After the first Internet cafe was built in another world, he missed the past more. "Oh my god! Is he an experienced player? So terrifying!" After hearing Qin Feng's response, Lin Tian sighed. Qin Feng smiled in silence. He brought the computers to this world, so only he could be called an experienced player there. However, the young man's performance was as excellent as an experienced one's. Qin Feng wondered where this young man learned skill. Could he be a genius? "If he were an experienced player, he wouldn't have said something so boring, right?" But then, Lin Tian muttered, contradicting himself. Then, he looked at Qin Feng again. He asked Qin Feng, "Little Qin, it's not difficult for him to use a 40-level character to pass a 53-level copy of the game. What else can you do to arouse his interest in gaming?" "Even after playing for two days, you still haven't grasped the true essence of this game." Qin Feng said, looking at Lin Tian. Lin Tian scratched the back of his head and asked curiously, "Then why don't you tell me." "You will understand after 12 o'clock tomorrow." "Tsk, still keeping me in suspense." "Whatever you said. I am in a good mood today, so I won't be angry with you."Fatty Lin pouted. "Speaking of which, the moment you entered the door, you shouted, 'I got it, I got it' just like the madman in a story that I heard when I was a child. What happened?" Qin Feng cleverly changed the topic. The corner of Fatty Lin's mouth twitched. He immediately added, "You are mad. Your whole family is mad." Fatty Lin sat down in front of an available computer. He continued, "Nothing can make me so happy except that I passed Tianyun Martial Arts School's test? I saw my name on the list. I'm ranked 69th!" "If I remember correctly, Tianyun Martial Arts School accepts about only seventy people, right?" Qin Feng added according to his memory. Lin Tian looked at him and immediately pouted. "You talk too much." Fatty Lin complained. Then, he turned the chair to the computer screen. Just as he was about to touch the VR glasses, a thrust was applied to his front. At the same time, the chair fell back, and Lin Tian fell from the chair, rolling more than two meters away. "Don't attempt to break the rules. There has always been a guy watching us." After that, Qin Feng did not say anything else. Lin Tian got up from the ground resentfully and patted the dust, remaining silent. After all, from Lin Tian's point of view, the other party was a high-ranked Forging Master, who they did not dare to offend. Therefore, Lin Tian had no choice but to admit defeat. "Forget about it. I won't break the rules of your Internet Cafe. I'll come back tomorrow." Then, he walked out of the Internet Cafe. Qin Feng sat in front of the computer. But he did not continue to operate his character. Instead, he logged out of his account and created a new one. He chose a profession that was the same as his previous account, Mage. The same opening animation, same Syria. Qin Feng again began reclaiming the land. Like yesterday, after warming up, Qin Feng showed astonishing skills. The character was leveling up at an striking speed. The entire early stage of the game instance was so simple for Qin Feng that he didn't need to spend much effort on it. He could accomplish tasks without any injuries based on his conditioned reflex. Once he played a game, Qin Feng could totally indulge himself in it. Time passed fast. When Qin Feng's Mental Power was no longer able to support the next instance, Qin Feng stopped, exited the game, and took off his VR glasses. He glanced around and found no one in the Internet cafe. It was already 1 am. But the cafe should be closed at eleven o'clock at night when every computer would be forced to turn off. When everyone left, the door would close automatically. However, Qin Feng was not concerned about it right now. He was concerned about time. He sat down and started playing at 7:30. Even if he stopped until 1:00 in the morning, there was still half an hour before the six hours. Yesterday he had concentrated on the tasks for six hours. Compared to that, his endurance dropped a little. But today's efficiency was better. At this moment, Qin Feng's new account just reached level 42. Qin Feng, tired and powerless, finally felt that six hours might be too long for professional players. "This should be enough." Looking at the two accounts with similar levels, Qin Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when he raised his hand and looked at his own arms, he felt doubtful. "System." A moment later, he looked up. The System heard Qin Feng's call and immediately responded. "Why did Lin Tian and the others make breakthroughs after playing for a few hours, but I still have no cultivation at all?" Qin Feng asked doubtfully. It was a big problem. According to the logic of the game, Qin Feng's account was a new one in terms of martial arts cultivation. So he required less experience to level up than Lin Tian and the others, who were Spirit Forging Level's martial artists. However, even though Qin Feng had accumulated far more experience than them in the past two days, there were no signs for him to break through. Thus, Qin Feng felt puzzled. Since he had come to this world and had mastered such an awesome System, he should have a high-level cultivation, right? "Your Master, you have no Spirit Root in your body, so you can't condense natural Spirit Energy into Spirit Power. Therefore, you can't cross the threshold of martial arts." The System explained formally. He asked in confusion, "You mean, I am just an ordinary person, so I need to cultivate my Spirit Root to make breakthroughs, right?" According to the routine of ordinary fantasy novels, he was on the right way. And Qin Feng was already prepared to pump a huge amount of wealth to get it. "Ordinary people can cultivate Spirit Roots through special methods because they have weak Spirit Roots sprouting in their bodies. However, Master, you are different. There is none in your body." The System explained again. "So?" Qin Feng was stunned with a bad feeling. "In the Earth's language, you are a good-for-nothing, Master." The System's voice stopped at this point. Qin Feng was stunned. Obviously, Qin Feng never expected that he was actually an extreme trash. "Forget it. If I can't become a supreme expert, then I'll be the richest man in the world." After letting out a long sigh, Qin Feng finally accepted this setting. "But it is not impossible for you to cultivate as long as you have a Spirit Root." The System suddenly added. Qin Feng pursed his lips and said helplessly, "You said nothing useful." Then he turned off the computer. After standing up, he suddenly thought of something. He looked up at the System and asked, "How much money do I have now?" "Every night, at twelve o'clock, the operating fee of the Internet Cafe will be automatically deducted. Up until now. Your account balance is eighty-one Spirit Stones." He laughed bitterly. Fortunately, his debt was now fixed, but his balance could not cover the expense of a day. After all, even without the Heaven Punishment, the operating cost of nine computers per day was 180 Spirit Stones. If someday the number of customers plunged, the account balance would reduce rapidly. Once he owed a hundred Spirit Stones, Qin Feng would be confined to this world by the System, lonely and helpless. Therefore, Qin Feng had no choice but to pay much attention to running the Internet Cafe. "Forget it. Just go to sleep." ... At seven o'clock the next day, Qin Feng was woken up by a knock on the door. It was the same group as yesterday, Mo Wen, Lin Tian, Huang Yan and Feng Qi, a total of four people who came to the cafe. After paying the fee, they sat in front of the computers. However, this time, Lin Tian, Huang Yan, and Feng Qi only paid the fee of two hours. Without a doubt, because of what happened yesterday, the three naturally did not dare to neglect Tianyun Martial Arts School. Since the three people had passed the exam yesterday, they needed to meet teachers in Tianyun Martial Arts School today. Even on such an important day, they still came here. Seen in this light, they were more deeply addicted to the Internet than Qin Feng. It was like playing video games in an Internet cafe for two hours before the start of the semester on earth. In Qin Feng's eyes, it would be suicidal. However, Qin Feng could earn money and they still had enough time. So, he wouldn't say anything. Then, he just opened the lounge chair and moved to the entrance of the Internet cafe, looking like a free and unfettered shopkeeper.