Logan's story quickly spread throughout all the major dorm rooms in Building 9.

Logan's experience made people realize just how awesome and impressive it was to have a few whiteboard items in the game Magic!

Back then, The Carter Chief and Dylan weren't very interested in Magic, but after seeing Logan flaunt his relationship every day, these two guys got so stimulated that they started grinding and leveling up harder than anyone else, even dreaming of being hit on by a green tea girl.

Someone on the forum had compiled some stats: for players with normal luck, on average, it took three days to get one piece of equipment.

This statistic was fairly reliable—Dylan and Cody had played for half a month and each had 5 pieces of equipment, which worked out to exactly one every three days. Sammy was a bit luckier and had 6 pieces. The luckiest of all was still Logan, who had 1 weapon, 5 pieces of armor, and 3 accessories, for a total of 9 items.

Originally, everyone predicted that the green tea girl would date Logan for at most a week before moving on to a rich guy. But as it turned out, with the equipment bonus, Logan Carter actually found love—after two weeks, the girl still hadn't broken up with him.

This was also why Logan was unwilling to move to a new server.

Brian Carter wasn't so lucky; after grinding with his buddies for half a month, he only had 4 pieces of equipment.

But compared to The Carter Chief, Brian Carter found a bit of comfort. The Carter Chief's luck was abysmal—after half a month, he only had 3 pieces of equipment, averaging one every five days. And his equipment was 2 pieces of armor and 1 accessory, making him the only one in both dorms who still didn't have a weapon and had to fight monsters barehanded like a poor, unlucky guy.

Yet, it was this kind of game with an insanely low drop rate that drove countless players crazy.

Since the first single-player game appeared on Earth, gaming has always been about the enjoyment of overcoming challenges. But a lot of free domestic games, in order to make money, killed off that sense of challenge. In Magic, players rediscovered that long-lost feeling.

Even more rare, players started to feel anticipation for this game.

With anticipation in their hearts, they kept playing.

Brian Carter and his buddies were full of anticipation—what kind of amazing journey would await them on the new server?

Chapter 006: S-Class Divine Skill

"Old Four, stop watching porn online, or the lag will be so bad you'll have to queue up again!"

At 1:55 PM, there were only five minutes left until Telecom Server 2 opened. Sammy reminded The Carter Chief, who was watching a video, estimating that the new server would definitely be packed at launch, with countless people trying to log in. If they had to queue, they'd fall behind right from the start.

"Daijoubu, don't underestimate our school's gigabit fiber."

The Carter Chief was calm, full of confidence in the dorm's internet speed.

That "daijoubu" was obviously Japanese, meaning "it's fine."

Times had changed—since 2025, campus networks had been upgraded to gigabit fiber.

With such a blazing fast network, college students could watch live streams, download all kinds of artsy films in search of truth, love, or seeds, and play those brainless auto-grind free web games all at the same time, without any lag.

"Even gigabit fiber can't handle hundreds of guys in Building 9 using it at once. Can you take it easy?" Dylan protested, clearly wanting to make something of himself on the new server.

"Look at how nervous you all are, is it really necessary? If we have to queue, I'll stick my butt out and pick up the soap for you, okay?" The Carter Chief insisted, eyes still glued to the video.

As they spoke, the clock struck two.

"Old Four, damn you!"

Sammy's roar echoed through the dorm, his anger bursting out in his hometown dialect.

His game screen showed: Too many users currently logging in. You are number 121 in the queue. Estimated wait time: 5 minutes. Please be patient...

"Say no more, hurry up and stick your butt out!"

Dylan was angry too—he was number 125 in the queue.

He rushed to the bathroom, and when he came back, he slapped a bar of soap onto the floor.

"Heh, we're all educated people here, is this really necessary?" The Carter Chief shrank his neck, trying to explain, "Maybe there really are just too many people right now, it's not our internet speed. Don't get worked up."

"Cut the crap and pick up the soap!"

Under the murderous glares of his two roommates, The Carter Chief gave in.

He bent down and picked up the soap, helplessly.

At that moment, after watching countless adult videos, the pervy The Carter Chief suddenly remembered the art of acting, and this rascal even wiggled his butt, putting on a shy face: "Come on, oppa, humiliate me!"

Sammy was so amused by this rascal that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry—he was completely defeated.

Dylan, on the other hand, picked up a flashlight in revenge. This flashlight had a story—Dylan had once used it to accompany a girl on a late-night walk. But right now, it was clearly about to be put to a different use.

Just as Dylan was about to go wild with the flashlight on The Carter Chief's butt, The Carter Chief suddenly tensed up, and with a "pfft," let out a fart...

"Damn, turn on the fan, air this place out!"

Sammy covered his mouth, his muffled voice coming through his fingers.

Dylan froze for a second, then kicked The Carter Chief in the butt, cursing, "Damn it, you almost knocked me out with that stink."

The three of them, still horsing around, suddenly turned and noticed Brian Carter sitting at his computer, looking all repressed and awkward.