Mages Are Too OP

Schucker did make a few points, but Roland didn't quite agree. He thinks he is an ordinary person, lucky enough to pick up a special hidden talent, which is better than a normal person in the magic learning progress.

If it's really a special talent randomly acquired at the time of the building, players who like magicians will definitely not give up such an opportunity. Maybe after the game starts at night, there will be a lot of magicians constantly building the number deletion, maybe even the Warrior Faculty will move.

Back from the Cold Drink bar, Roland opened the Game Forum again and found that the topic of 'special talent’ had certainly generated tremendous resonance in the player community.

A lot of players have posted replies saying they're going to keep deleting numbers tonight to see if they can get their hidden talents out.

Of course, some ask, if the deletion is repeated, isn't it a waste of almost two months of hard work?

And these players who want to delete the numbers are unanimous in saying that it's just the internal testing period, which is supposed to be a misuse, trying different ways of playing, looking for more possibilities.

Roland saw this place and couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows. He thought things might not be that simple.

Not to mention that billions of artificial intelligence are not possible at this stage, but the game is out, believe it or not, those so-called artificial intelligences are there. It doesn't make much sense to get involved.

He thinks there are some 'big pens' in the quiz for half a million people.

Because of any online game in the country, as long as the number of people online reaches half a million, it's already a popular game.

And Frank World, a virtual diving game that uses night time games to sleep, does not exist and there is a conflict of rest times, and the online rate is quite high.

Even if it is impossible to have nearly half a million people online every day, there should be at least 400,000.

Four hundred thousand people's 'internal tests’ … this is bigger, right?

So Roland estimates that this is just a 'propaganda tool'. For example, when some small companies don't get the game release copyright number and don't have the funds to continue R&D, they use the so-called 'internal test’ to collect R&D funds.

500,000 virtual game cabins, 50,000 yuan each, if sold out, can recover 25 billion dollars.

It is true that research and development has been possible for a long time.

Roland thinks this so-called internal test… may be a real public test.

He wanted to remind people of the deletions online, but thought about it for a little while and thought it would be okay.

Speaking of which, people don't necessarily listen, a lot of people play games, and are willing to spend a lot of money for a little bit of numerical improvement, such as Li Lin.

Not to mention the important hidden gift.

Roland rested at home for a while, then went to the recreational hall to practice the two-hour routine, ended up eating dinner, browsing the news, and waited until the game opened again.

When he got into the game, he didn't compete to find Beta, but continued to practice his spiritual skills in the Magic Tower.

Soon after, the door rang gently.

“Come in.” Roland said.

The wooden door was gently pushed open and Vivian's hands folded in front of her belly. Her face still looked a little sluggish. After a glance at Roland, she slightly drowned her head and said: "Mr. Branch Chairman, there is a Golden Son below who said he wants to see you. ”

Come so fast!

Roland was a little surprised, and then he said to Vivian, "Okay, I get it. Thank you. ”

“That's what I'm supposed to do.” Vivi answered with a slightly weak voice.

Roland didn't care, he spent some time walking down the magic tower, and as soon as he came out of the door of the magic tower, he saw an old dress with a very mature face and a ‘teenager' with a beard standing not far from the door of the magic tower.

This man is too old... Roland walks over and asks, "Hawk? ”

“It's me!”

The boy was obviously bigger than Roland. He seemed a little excited to see Roland. He walked up and shook Roland's hand and shook him excitedly for a few moments: “I went and finally saw a player outside of Link. The game was too big. It was usually difficult to find some friends to play with. ”

That's true!

It's been over two months since I've been in the game, and Roland and Betta hang out a lot, and no other player has seen them.

Roland looked around and said, "Find a quiet place to drink and talk? ”

“Yes, yes!” Hawk scratches his head: "But we don't speak the language of other citizens. ”

Roland threw himself a linguistic skill, threw another one at the other, and said, "You know linguistic skill, that's it. ”

“Fuck! Bullshit.” Hawk thumbs up: “It was the first of the magicians, only the magicians knew the language before. You are definitely the first magician to use it. ”

Roland laughed politely.

Hawk went on to ask, "Can you call my friends? ”

“Certainly not a problem.” Roland nodded, and he also wanted to share information with more players.

Hawk then circled around the city with Roland and finally found another player, Link, in a mud house that was about to collapse. Link is also a bunch of shitty clothes.

There is a strange smell of excrement.

Looking at the dangers, as if the next second was going to collapse, and the dirty, rotten little mud house, Roland stunned: “Is this where you live? ”

“I can't help it.” Hawk looked up at the sky and there was a tear in his eyes: “The language didn't work, there was no connection, and the people in this city were apathetic, we starved several times when we first entered the game! Finding a foothold is also a trophy after several games with a group of gangsters. ”

An archer-like teenager Hawk next to him, sitting on the floor without talking, his eyes reddened and almost burst into tears!

“Hungry to death several times!” Roland took a breath of air: “What are you eating now? ”

“We went hunting in the woods, had no experience at first, couldn't fight anything, or starved to death a few times.” Hawk looked like he couldn't look back: “Later we finally had a little heart, but there was no prey around the city, often eating the last meal without going down, we've been looking for food and haven't had a chance to do the task grade. ”

That's a little too much.

Roland is really glad he was born in a more gentle place in Red Earth Town.

“Go, go, go!” Roland patted Hawk on the shoulder: “We went to a big meal, and I bought it. ”

When he heard that, the two men shouted and looked at Roland with a fiery eye.

Half an hour later, Roland took them to a nice looking pub and sat down.

There are a lot of mercenaries in this tavern who look pretty fierce.

Hawk and Rink, by contrast, look much more elegant if the hungry wolf bites the meat in their hands.

Roland wasn't eating at the moment, and when he first came in, he found a strange phenomenon.