Mages Are Too OP

Bragging cowhide with two friends at a cold drink bar until around 8: 00 p.m., after which he slowly stepped on his bike home.

Take a bath, it's about an hour before the game opens, and Roland habitually opens the game forum and finds that the crashed forum has been repaired.

Players are still angry, but there are a lot fewer posters with rhythm, and the posters of rational discussion are beginning to appear, and a lot of people are already helping Roland talk.

Slightly relieved, Roland began to look for a snapshot in the forum.

This time, he focused on finding the LV5 Career Branch, and now reached LV5 players, mostly warrior careers.

This profession is simple and rude, practicing basic military swordsmanship is dry, you don't have to think about it. Vitality, strength, even if not equipped, can be outrageous with Warcraft horns, especially if well equipped.

For example, Principal Huang wore low-level magic equipment, learned basic military swordsmanship, and learned how to behave smoothly, chopping up bears in the forest, goblins and other evil creatures, like cutting vegetables.

Those monsters can't even break his armor. Principal Huang now sends his own battle video every day, which is quite high-profile.

Quick clearance, strong viability, high efficiency in completing tasks, and natural speed of upgrade.

By contrast, the magician is pathetic... although learning magic can be upgraded, is magic so easy to learn?

And learning magic is a dangerous thing, and maybe it's just a suicide.

Now the Mage has an average LV2 rating, the highest of which is Roland, and is approaching LV5 soon after completing a mainline replica task.

Although there is no magician's strategy for the post-LV5 branch of the profession, other professions can also see that his mountain stone can attack the jade.

After a while, Roland suddenly remembered, putting the derivative magic model of 'Universal Language' on the forum, and @ the power of being an associate director in the data center, saying some doubts about himself, asked him to look at it, he wanted to combine language and text, but he was always the last step away, and couldn't find the key points.

After sending out the model diagram, Roland looked at the time, and it was almost 22: 00, and he put on his pajamas and lay in the game room.

Less often, the grey game world becomes bright and flows again for a fixed amount of time.

Roland went out of town and found Hawk, who was directing the beggar.

The site was hot and almost everyone was working and shouting the trumpet. And the blue magician's hand-held heavy objects floating around.

And Roland found that the number of workers seemed to be higher.

“Looks like you're making good progress...” Roland laughed.

Hawk looked at the dozen bungalows already built ahead and smiled with comfort: “It's on track. But the more people we have, the more food we consume, and we don't have a stable source of food... so where's your gold coin? ”

“Here you go, eight gold coins.” Roland takes things out of the system space and hands them to each other.

Hawk glanced at the coin and received it in the system backpack, and he said, "When this game is over, I will transfer the money from the forum to you, still at market price. ”

Roland had some fun and was credited with over $100,000 in soft sister coins.

People have money, so they have the guts to do things, so they can swim the blade.

Roland, who was in a good mood, continued: "There is one other thing this time around. ”

“Tell me, I'll definitely help. ”

“Help me keep an eye on John, son of the owner. ”

Hawk's hand shook, then he turned his head and looked at Roland and asked in a low voice, "What are the chances of him? ”

“At least fifty percent.” Roland lowered his voice and said, "I didn't suspect him, but he made too many little moves. ”

“I see.” Hawk nodded and answered: “I would send some clever beggars on some main roads to keep an eye on John. ”

“Please. ”

“You're welcome, recruiting beggars to help, or was it your idea, I should thank you.” Hawk, look at the sky, there's a gloomy look on his face: “John is the son of the owner of the city, what would you do if it were him? ”

“What else can we do? Go head-on and chop him to death.” The many skeletons in the cave have made Roland feel uncomfortable until now: “The real killer is not worthy of living in this world. ”

“Unlike the little noblemen I dealt with before, the owner of the city had at least thousands of regular armies when his army returned. ”

“Kill, kill us and leave the city. ”

Hawk laughed: "Count me in. ”

Roland shook his head: "No, that's my job. ”

Hawk looked pretty upset at the moment: "Don't you think I'm your friend? ”

“Just acquaintances, not friends. ”

Hearing that, Hawk's expression suddenly became distorted, not by that angry distortion, but by a loss accompanied by a slight distortion of his mood.

Roland saw him like this and immediately said, “Just kidding, you're not fit to mess around anymore. ”

“Why say that? ”

“Betta and I have nothing to do with each other. Kill us and go. The city owner is stronger. The world can come after us. Even if it kills us, we will be resurrected.” Roland patted Hawk on the shoulder, explaining: “But unlike you, you are now the leader of a small organization, and if you are involved in this, and the city owner pursues you afterwards, you can come back to life, or you can walk away, but this way you just find the beggars of a new life, or the ordinary people, what do they do? There is no resurrection for them. ”

Hawk rubbed his face and said with some disappointment, “I get it. Next, I'll try to clear my relationship with you. ”

“It should be. ”

Then Roland called in Vivian and other magic apprentices and said, "Now you can go back to the Tower of Magic, but I personally hope that if you have time, you can come here to help, so that you can spend money and exercise magic control, and do two things at once. ”

Magic apprentices naturally follow Roland's arrangements.

Yesterday Bud was scared enough by Roland's three people that he thought the other party should stop doing things for a while, and the magic apprentices naturally went back to the magic tower to continue living and learning.

When Roland returned to the Magic Tower with a group of magical apprentices, he found himself standing at the door of the Magic Tower with a group of people.

Bud, dressed in a grey magic robe, met Roland and walked up to him, revealing a dry smile: "Lord Roland, let's begin the magic ownership review. ”

Roland picked his eyebrows and was quite surprised: "Are you willing to give me a magic check? I thought you guys would drag on forever. ”

Bud's face was a little ugly, but he still grinned so hard: "How is that possible? We always do things just as smoothly. ”

“Really?” Roland seemed to laugh.

The aristocratic young man next to him was angry and eager to stand up and reprimand Roland, but looking at his friends, he endured.