Mages Are Too OP

“Are you Roland? ”

The person blocking Roland's face was delightful, blonde, pulled out, and had a hint of sand sculpture on his face. Don't think about it, he knew it was the player at first glance.

Roland winks: “Who are you? ”

“United Progressive Organization Siegfried.” The player came forward, shook Roland's hand very warmly, and shook it hard for a while: “I've always wanted to talk to you, but I haven't had time. Didn't think I'd run into you here. That's great. That's the fate. ”

Roland had some passion for each other.

Young people today, including Roland, are not very good at dealing with those who are particularly enthusiastic. It's not that they don't have the social skills, it's that the new generation has a cooler personality, clear relationships with work colleagues, customers, friends, etc.

Normal social greetings are not lacking for strangers, but it is a bit uncomfortable for them to talk to each other in a warm way or be spoken to in a warm way.

So Roland had to smile dry. “Hello, I'm Roland. What can I do for you? ”

“Can we sit in the tavern and talk?” Siegfried fingers next to his fingers.

Roland sighed for a while and he wanted to say no, but Siegfried looked forward to it and his face was full of enthusiasm.

No way. Roland had to say yes.

The two of them sat in the pub.

The tavern is sparsely populated and probably has nothing to do with getting to the bar.

Siegfried called for two glasses of fruit wine and said to Roland: "Roland, you must have heard of our Union Progress. ”

“You often send recipient posts in forums, looking for like-minded friends, and I've seen you post a few times. ”

Siegfried laughed happily and went on to say, "We've been watching you, too. Most of the players have now begun to pride themselves on broomsticks and are reluctant to publish their new discoveries or research results. Even if you publish it, you'll have to make money by buying the content of the post in forum currency. ”

Roland listened quietly, and he did see the trend.

“But you're different, and you're still publishing your knowledge for free.” Siegfried said with admiration, "You have a spirit of sharing, and several of our Federation's core people agree that you should join us. ”

Roland stunned: "Now? ”

“Now, of course, any cause is premature.” Siegfried laughed and said, "We need strong and able to understand our behavioral partners. ”

Roland frowned: “Not yet. ”

“Why?” Siegfried was somewhat surprised.

“Our players are not strong enough.” Roland explained, "I personally have no objection to what you want to do, nor do I have any fondness for the nobility of the world, nor for the national system. But now is not the time. ”

“Are you saying we're not strong enough?” Sieg asked softly.

Roland nodded.

Siegfried laughed: "Don't worry, we have to think about that. After all, we all learned politics, we all know that. So we're still at the accumulation stage, and we're not going to do it. ”

Lorraine was relieved to hear it here.

He was just curious: "How many of you have grown? ”

“More than a thousand players have now joined our Federation.” Siegfried laughed and said, "And the people have over 10,000, and they're living with us in the suburbs. We have built a small town by burning forests and cultivating fields and opening mountains and digging rivers. A town that operates entirely according to our system. ”

Hearing this, Roland took a breath of air: "10,000 people? ”

Siegfried nodded, expressing satisfaction.

“This goal is a little too big.” Roland muttered, "I feel like something might happen. ”

“It's okay, we thought about that, too. Soldiers will stop, water will cover.” Siegfried chuckles: “The quality of the soldiers of the surrounding lords, we know very well, no doubt. ”

“No.” Roland shook his head: “I was afraid the gods would be involved in this. ”

Siegfried silently said, “I'm a little worried, too, that's why we live in the suburbs and try not to deal with the followers of the gods. ”

Roland drinks fruit wine and is silent.

Siegfried looked at Roland for a while and asked, "Roland, would you like to join us? ”

Roland thought about it and said, "Can I think about it for a few days? ”

“Of course not. I figured it out. You can come to the suburbs. It's easy to find.” Siegfried and stood up: “It's getting late, and I'm taking the salt back to town. ”

That's the good thing about the system backpack, it's got something on it, no one else can see it, and it can't be robbed.

After Siege flew away, Roland drank the fruit wine, asked the bartender where the Chamber was, then left the pub and slowly walked down the street.

This is a commercial city, people are very lively, Roland walks while thinking about what Siegfried just said.

Siegfried, you don't have to question that what they're doing is just, but it's too urgent.

Institutions and ideas have been replicated now, and small towns have been built.

They operate efficiently, but they are not strong enough.

Most importantly, they have revealed their intentions by doing so, and in case they are discovered, the gods will surely guard against such thoughts in the future.

If you want to spread it out again, it's a lot bigger.

I hope I've been thinking too much...

Walking, Roland came to the Chamber of Commerce door.

He was going to ask the guards outside if there was a man named Rolafur.

And before the words came out, a young man came out of it and waved at Roland and said, "Roland, here. ”

Roland walked over and said, "Rolaf? ”

The player nodded, and he did something very simply, pulling a black gem straight out of the system backpack: “This thing can help you find the Red Magic Tower. ”

Roland handed over ten gold coins.

Both parties hand over the money and hand over the goods.

When he got the gold, the player was leaving, but he turned back and said, "By the way, are you willing to accept the hire of our players? ”

Roland's face is unclear: “We have a system backpack, even if it's a businessman, so long as it's a player, don't worry about the cargo being stolen. ”

Rolafo shook his head: “It's not about the business road, it's about our boss getting a blue mission, got stuck at some step, needed a text translation. But we've got a lot of people who don't know what those words mean, and nobody understands. “

Oh, it looks like you know the word.

“Is the mission troublesome? ”

“Not a problem. We'll give you the money, a gold coin.” Rolafo thought about it and went on to say, "And there's got to be a lot of experience with this mission, after all, it's a blue one. ”

“Got it.” Roland nodded.

As a businessman, he immediately discovered Roland's ‘need’. A gold coin Roland could care less, but the person's experience must be taken.

Now Roland is gradually starting to lack money and experience.

Laurafu smiled, “Great, now we're stuck on a five-day mission, we should be able to fix it. ”