"Gold-Tier potential?"
Because potential could be increased, in the later stages, a Gold-Tier potential meant nothing much. But to come across an innate Gold-Tier Potential was just too rare of a matter.
Out of a thousand Silver-Tier Potentials, it was difficult to find a Gold-Tier one. Perhaps in the future, Mike would become a top-tier powerhouse.
Who would have thought that a small place like Ledda City would actually have a player with Gold-Tier potential?
"Looks like I was wrong." This person sighed softly. "Give him a Bronze-Tier Class Medal, then give him a Silver-Tier Pass."
"A Silver-Tier Pass? Are you sure? Those are very precious..."
"Just give it to him!"
Mike was done testing his potential. When he walked out, many people stopped to watch and even applauded. Then, Mike was given a Bronze-Tier Class Medal.
"Other people would need to put in a lot of effort just to get this Bronze-Tier Class Medal. But because of your high potential, the Ledda City Profession Alliance will give you this Class Medal directly to help you get started faster."
Bronze-Tier? It was just average as Mike had previously received a Silver Class Medal after all.
Of course, he couldn't say that out loud. Pretending to be happy and thank the person was the right thing to do.
"Do you know of a person named Mike? He has the same name as you, and he turned down the invitations from the palaces not long ago. He only has a Supreme medal or at most, a Bronze medal or Advanced medal. You should be able to surpass that Mike now. and this is the benefit of working with the powers of the palaces." That person said.
The Profession Alliance belonged to the various palaces and was considered to be the most basic level force of each palace.
"Uh..." Mike did not expect his name to be called out here. "I'm touched," He said insincerely.
"Don't be. By working together with the various palaces, you will only have a boundless future ahead of you. You will definitely not be mistreated!" The other party said.
Mike cursed them in his heart. If it wasn't for the hidden information notification, he would have really believed their nonsense.
Humans were just their lackeys, and they looked down on humans from the bottom of their hearts.
"This Silver-Tier Pass is for you. With it, you can enter more dungeons and more help would be available to you. Your expenses will be cheaper as there will be a corresponding discount for the expenses from each city, as the Silver-Tier Pass gives a 50% discount! It will also be of great help to you when you join an Academy." The other party talked about the uses of the Silver-Tier Pass.
"Academy?" Mike was puzzled.
"A place where you can get better guidance," The other party explained.
It was similar to the academies in real life, where someone else would teach you if you didn't understand something.
"Does the academy also belong to the various palaces?" Mike asked.
"That's right, but you have to be careful. The academies are open to the public, so there are all sorts of people in there. Not all of them are inclined towards the palaces, and there might be bad people there," The other party said.
"People who are opposed to the various palaces?" Mike asked.
"That's right." He replied.
Mike had a rough idea of what to do next.
Alright, he could consider making a trip to an academy.
"Oh right." The other party reminded him, "With your Silver-Tier Pass, you have one chance to enter a Gold-Tier dungeon, only one. So, don't use it rashly. Be sure to maximize its benefits."
"A Gold-Tier dungeon. Got it. Thank you!" Mike said.
...
On the surface, Mike was being punished by all the factions. However, he was getting benefits from all of them behind their backs. He secretly laughed, this reward was a little cool. He used the Class Medal.
Mike's doppelganger had become a Necromancer.
He had two skills, Summon Undead and Poison Arrow.
The first skill allowed Mike to summon two of the undead to assist him. The level and strength of the undead solely depended on the summoning individual. The higher their skill level, the stronger the undead would be.
It also allowed him to capture the undead. Capturing a powerful undead would naturally also be powerful when summoned.
The second skill was the Poison Arrow. It was similar to the Fireball spell. It was just condensed poisoned arrows.
[Single target damage: 180% spell damage. Additional 'poison' effect. Continuous damage: 50% spell damage.]
Both skills were alright.
'I can capture some of the powerful undead to use in the future,' Mike thought to himself.
Mike considered joining an academy. With his doppelganger as an undercover body, Mike needed to learn as much as possible about the updated version of this world.
He found an academy called [Tyrone Academy] in Ledda City. It was said that to be founded by a powerhouse named 'Tyrone' a long time ago.
When Mike took out his Silver-Tier Pass, he was treated with great respect and swiftly enrolled into Tyrone Academy.
He discovered that there were two types of students here. One was players like Mike and the other was NPCs. People originally from Miracle were also studying at Tyrone Academy.
Just like in the real world, humans like Mike were outsiders who had entered the world of Miracle.
"The academy can help you learn skills, help level up your skills, allow you to enter dungeons to capture the undead, and so on." Mike was gaining a deeper understanding of this bit by bit.
Suddenly, he saw a black-robed man sneaking around. He didn't look like a good person at first glance.
'Could he be one of those who opposed the various palaces?' Mike couldn't help but think.
[Hidden Information Notification: This person disguises himself as a Dark Walker, fishing for those who want to oppose the various palaces.]
Mike was stunned, and he could not help but laugh.
The various palaces were so afraid of other people opposing them to the point where they actually arranged for people to fish for traitors everywhere.
It seemed that the various palaces were indeed not that popular. Otherwise, they would not be so strict in guarding themselves against people who opposed them.
Mike planned to find some skills or other things that he could use. He went to the top floor of the Skill Room and found that there was an old man with a wrinkled face guarding the place. The bookshelves and tables were covered in dust and one look was enough to tell that no one had come to flip through them for a long time.
The reason why Mike came here was simple.
[There is a super powerful skill hidden on the top floor of the Skill Room.]
It was because he had received this notification.
Mike had just arrived on the top floor. However, the moment he came up, Mike was stunned by another notification.
[This old man is a true Dark Walker and he specifically opposes the various palaces, especially the Palace of the Heavenly King. He possessed a super powerful skill. He wanted to develop a faction to oppose the Heavenly King's Palace. Expressing malice towards the Heavenly King's Palace could win his favor and obtain a super powerful skill. Completing his test would allow you to obtain even more benefits.]
Hidden experts!
Were all experts hiding in pavilions that stored records like this?
Mike did not rush over to the old man and said that he was against the Palace of the Heavenly King directly, as that would be too abrupt and might backfire. Instead, he browsed through all sorts of skill books.
After finding those skills that involved the Palace of the Heavenly King, Mike pretended to casually belittle the Heavenly King's Palace.
Boom!
The old man who was sitting there like a piece of wood suddenly exploded with a powerful aura. A turbulent gush of air swept up all the dust on the top floor.
"I seem to hear someone opposing the Palace of the Heavenly King."
The old man's hoarse voice slowly said, "Young people don't know the complexity and difficulty of things. How do you wish to die?"
He had actually defended the Palace of the Heavenly King?
A second later, Mike understood why. He had been hiding here for so many years, so he definitely had to put on a very loyal posture.
"You are a member of the Heavenly King's Palace?" Mike asked.
"How do you wish to die?" The old man repeated in a hoarse voice.
If Mike retreated and chose to side with the Palace of the Heavenly King, then he would really die. Now, the old man was putting on an act just to scare him.
"I won't die. I will escape from here and continue to oppose the Heavenly King's Palace. Because they are trash! And you can't hold me here," Mike said.