In the game, all the rules are simple and understandable, and most importantly, transparent and honest. In life, a reader on a reader, a donor on a donor.



YYY: Where is Donat that? All currency is domestic, earned on quests. Or lucky to get into the guild, and here, of course, the currency is better prepared, and the guild quests are more interesting.



xxx: Yes, but only somebody in this world will fuck a zero level, and somebody has a VIP account.



zzz: There are no VIP accounts here.



1) There are random fractions. Whoever is lucky and is born in a successful world, whoever is not in a poor world, is in a poor world.

Change is possible, but difficult. Everyone has their own language, documents and so on.

You can move to another without it. But it’s not the fact that you won’t be sent back. Yes, the quests in this case will be shit.



2) Characteristics are randomly distributed. Who is lucky and has a lot invested in his intelligence from birth, who is in strength and bodybuilding.

If desired, it can be removed. Most people have no desire.

Because fucking in the sports hall or reading books. It’s harder than a couple of clicks.



3) Starting capital is randomly given. It is only your choice where to invest it. Or in new skins or in self-development and point 2. In production and trade.



In fact, the only problem here is that any action is more difficult.

In order to point the skill, you do not need to click the mouse for half a day. A few years to study and a lot of books to read.

Whatever to do. For example, to scrape a knife that can be sold for a lot of money, you do not need to scrape the mouse. And fuck the hammer at the real boiler, in the heat. He has been studying for several years.

I finished high school and a few years later went there in class 8 to study my cousin (the names are the same with us). And suddenly started getting pairs in Geography. on a permanent basis. Mom began to do lessons with her, chasing for knowledge: she seems to know everything. The situation is getting worse with the estimates. They called the director: she said, "the last chance, control work, no so no." On this control sister appeared with her mother, whom the geography teacher, whispering with her heart, let go to the last party. The work is done and immediately checked by her geographer - she writes everything red, takes out 2, cuts and breaks leaves and accompanies the family with speech. Mom picked up the broken leaves and folded. He reads what is written. It is right there! No one mistake! Do you know what happened? This teacher, a graduate of this high school (my year or a little younger), was in love with my boyfriend from that same high school, wanted his attention and was upset that he was “running after me.” Fuck and get revenge. Revenge in the Second Generation

What do students do on rainy Friday nights? is correct. They go home to their village. This evening was no exception. Although Saturday and promised to be more interesting than usual, because my mother's brother will come to visit us, i.e. Uncle, whom I will see “alive” for the first time, but now – as usual. Three hours of talking on the bus, running up the stairs to the third floor, opening the door, taking off my jacket, stretching the button on my pants and shouting, “Hello Mom! I’m getting rid of it!” I broke into the toilet. And from there the uncle comes out and says, “Oh, hello, pelmeška! I just made you warm.” He pits me into the toilet. So we met.



P.S My uncle was a long-distance driver. I arrived before, and I was not told a surprise.

A few more years of the same "optimization" of medicine, and in the shopping centers will not only be carried out vaccination, but also all kinds of outpatient surgical operations.

In the Rus region since the Soviet times there was a small hydroelectric power plant, feeding nearby villages. Now, of course, for the Moscow region, this is a drop in the sea, and the local authorities decided to make another, but there is simply no other suitable river. Therefore, the project was ordered for several lags: a mine 90 m deep, where water falls, the bottom of a turbine with a generator that gives current to the network, and at the same time feeds the pump that pumps the water back - up. Coincidentally, our neighbor, a well-known engineer, was talking. He squeezed slightly and said about "perpetuum mobile". The foreign words did not understand, he said, “This is the eternal engine.”
- Well not eternal, you need to lubricate bearings, change brushes.
Have you heard of the law of energy conservation?
Is it federal or regional law?
Hearing that it was not a Russian law at all, the engineer was kicked out so as not to spoil the atmosphere.

U.S. President Joe Biden has postponed a number of sanctions against Russia because they have already been introduced by Roskomnadzor.

In the early 1970s, in the unit where my father served, Major Kornev was the head of staff. Among his duties was the organization of regular journeys in some purely military affairs of the automobile to the nearby city. This happened a couple of times a week.



In the city wanted to come and officer wives, so for these trips assigned civil transport of increased passenger capacity. The departure of the car from the unit was to take place at eight zero, but the officer wives were an undisciplined contingent and in fact the car left much later.



I remember myself - you were sitting in the car with your mother, and the ladies stretched one by one along the track, or they were still staying on that track, stuck with their tongues. In general, it is good if at half nine the car from part off. And Major Kornev looks at this ugliness from the window of the headquarters and in his interior all the contents boil. He spoke separately with these wives, and in the women’s council partly raised the question.



In general, one day he appointed himself the chief of the car and waiting for a magical time of eight hours zero minutes zero seconds commanded the driver - we leave!

Oh yeah! The wives were shouting that they had time to get into the car - this is Manya and Anya ten steps away from us, and Glasha and Dasha wanted to go today!

The Pooher! “Major,” he said, “you have an army here, not somewhere there. We went!

And the car went off, and Masha and Glasha were left to scratch their eyes on the track. Upon returning to the part, Major Kornev said that from today he plans to execute older cars for violating the schedule and do not give god again someone will wait.



From that time until ten eight, all the departing people were sitting flat in the car and waiting for departure.