Mages Are Too OP

Later, Roland thought it was a bit ridiculous, how could there be a god in the world, after all, it was just a game... just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a contradiction.

If this is a game, there are spirits that are naturally normal, but these NPCs show that it is definitely not as simple as the game characters, then what is the meaning behind the advent of the spirits? At first, Roland thought it was possible that the penguin company had acquired some kind of black technology.

But now, seeing the scene of an angel just now, Roland thinks it's not as simple as black technology.

Or something else, something more unacceptable.

He sighed deeply and felt like he was thinking too much.

It's just that it's become his habit, and when things happen, he always thinks a little more, and it's hard to describe whether it's good or bad.

Because thinking wastes time and occasionally fails to provide timely feedback.

If you get it right, it's called being smart and thoughtful; if you get it wrong, you want too much, you want to worry about yourself.

Standing in the shade of the church, waiting quietly while thinking nonsense.

The people of the church began to fade away as they remembered, and Roland watched their faces and found that the group really didn't feel anything unusual happening before.

Shortly afterwards, Betta came up from the bottom of the mountain, and he was sweating, and when he saw Roland, he said, "What just happened? I saw a pole of light, and a bird-like thing. Rolango, did you trigger a mission? ”

Betta can see it too!

Perhaps the players can see?

Roland couldn't help but spread his mind again, and seconds later he replied: “Falkan's soul was just taken away by an angel. ”

In Betta's surprised gaze, Roland told him the rough story.

Betta also became silent after listening.

Roland couldn't help but smile. Gotta... be another kid who ‘thinks too much’ like himself.

“I always thought the game was weird.” Later, Betta raised her head and looked up at the blue sky above her head.

Roland nodded in favour of the location.

Then the heavens and the earth turned black and white, and today's game time is up.

Roland woke up from the virtual cabin, went to rinse his body, and turned on the computer.

He first came to the forum and discovered that earlier discussions about the magical power of small fireballs had gradually subsided, and the players turned to discussing interesting things and new discoveries that had been encountered in the game.

At the same time, a more heated topic has been widely discussed in the Forum.

It's been two months since the game was opened, and a number of male players have tried to have negative distance contact with female NPCs.

There are also a very small number of female players, especially those who increase their charm points, who easily climb up to the aristocratic NPC and get a lot of resources.

Now the big theme is whether it's transboundary to have a relationship with NPC in a game.

Roland felt no need to discuss this topic. Official websites have published announcements that, in order to ensure the physical and mental health of players, all players who have access to the game are adults and have a reliable means of determining whether or not virtual cabin users are adults.

Since they are all adults, they naturally have the right to make appropriate choices.

After looking at the forum for a while, Roland did not have much valuable intelligence, and thinking about it, he uploaded his previously recorded video and gave it a title.

Meet the Angel.

He then left home, went to the street for breakfast, and stepped on a shared bike to the club.

Because in the morning, in addition to staff and coaches, there were only three Guests practicing in the scattered training hall.

Roland is the fourth.

The coach is coaching an upbeat girl while demonstrating how to kick her legs. When I saw Roland, I left my sister and walked over and laughed: "You are the most diligent cadet I have ever met. For more than half a month now, the days have not fallen, the hours have come early, the hours have gone late. ”

“After all, the money was paid.” Roland shrugged: “Besides, I'm unemployed now, I have to find something to do. ”

The coach is a middle-aged man, wearing a vest, the muscles don't look too exaggerated, but it gives a rather flexible feeling, definitely not the kind of medicine practiced, selling extremely exaggerated dead muscles. He walked aside, searched for two pairs of boxing covers, threw a pair of red boxing covers at Roland and put them on himself, saying: “I've stretched your muscles for over half a month and now you can try to start the formal class. But before I do, I need to see how fast you react, and if you have a fighting instinct. ”

Roland put on his gloves and asked, "How do you test, semi-field? ”

“You got it. ”

As the coach spoke, suddenly a lunge rushed forward and his right hand stabbed Roland in the left eye.

Then Roland took a step back and punched his fist straight out.

“Huh?”

The coach stunned for a moment and then lifted his leg directly to make a sweep.

But he was only halfway there, and Roland stepped back and stepped out of the coach's range at an extremely fast pace.

Coach's leg didn't kick out at all. He was just testing Roland's reactive nerves, not a real fight.

“You react fast. ”

Coach drooped his hands and walked two steps in front of Roland, smiling, said: “I think it's...”

Boo!

After a crisp sound, Roland put his hands on his face and took three steps backwards, with a slightly frightened look on his face.

And the coach's expression was even weirder, and he retracted his right hand and shouted in surprise, “It all reacts, it's definitely dynamic vision. ”

Dynamic vision is for everyone as long as they are not blind. Dynamic vision in the mouth of the coach refers to people who are very sensitive to instantaneous reactions.

Coach's fists are pretty fast, but they don't really work very hard.

Roland stood still and put his hands down and said, “It was so sudden that I jumped. ”

I know what to teach you. ”Coach looks at Roland and says," At this age, I haven't worked out yet, and I'm able to react at this rate. If you've been working out since you were a kid, you could probably fight for a championship. Besides, I hate you talented players the most. I've decided not to teach you. ”

After listening, Roland couldn't cry: "Coach, you're naked discrimination. ”

Coach Haha laughed, first explaining three common and easy to understand loose fights.

Then let Roland practice first.

Roland practiced in the coaching hall, flipping these three shelves back and forth, sweating until noon, when he came out of the punch hall.

When he came home, he took another bath, after all, stained, glued to his clothes and was quite uncomfortable.

And then sitting in front of the computer, easily, opened the forum.

It's another two- or three-page tip for the forum system.

Most are rewarded system information.

Hot stickers again?

Roland curiously opened his new morning post.