Mages Are Too OP

The Mercenary Guild is very efficient and has been putting news of the Zubao Pon Chamber of Commerce in front of Roland for half a day.

The core layers of this chamber are all players, but there are many games NPCs on the periphery that are responsible for some simple but massive labor work.

For example, unloading cargo, guarding low-end material warehouses, etc.

High-end merchandise and supplies are all in the player's system backpack.

The number of players is around two hundred and thirty, with occasional increases and decreases, possibly occasional new entrants or retirements.

As for the number of NPCs employed, there are some more, at least 5,000 people, with logistics warehousing points in all major commercial cities in Holeyweyne.

Even in Derbonne, they have a logistics warehouse.

It can be said that the business tentacles of the Zubao Bon Chamber of Commerce have been extended in the Holeyweyne State.

They have even hidden the ability to manipulate the economic course of the Holeyweyne State.

The sudden surge in magic material is essentially their pen.

Interestingly, however, all players in this Chamber, with an average rating of only LV2, now have an average rating of LV4 for all players, ready for LV5. They dragged the player's average back leg.

Roland looked at the meeting, threw the information aside and lost interest.

Economy, commerce does matter, but in this world, more importantly, strength.

This group of players with an average rating of just over LV2 cares too much about money.

In this world, strength is the most important thing.

The Jubao Bon Chamber of Commerce is stronger than the United Progressive Organization?

The group of people of the United Progressive Organization, more than a thousand passionate players, average LV5, and a large number of NPC elite cape fighters, at least 100,000.

If they were a guild, there would have been no F6, and the Phoenix thing.

But progressing organizations like this were wiped out in less than two days.

By contrast, a pot is nothing!

The Phoenix girls, only a tenth of the time, can drive over them.

“The road is crooked. ”

Roland said softly.

There is no mistake in focusing on business in a peaceful world, where capital is so powerful that it is almost hopeless. But in this world, it is only right to have strong assurances of force before developing commerce.

Otherwise, just make a wedding dress for someone else.

If Junban can't pull off a powerful mercenary in a short period of time, then it won't take six months, and something's bound to happen.

After reading the information, Roland made this decision.

And instead of looking at it, he started studying magic.

Although causal magic can no longer be studied, there is no new information available. But other magic can be practiced.

For example, greasy technique.

This spell Roland hardly needed because it didn't mean much to him.

Greasy technique is a magic that low magicians love to use, plus spider web technique, small fireball technique, is the 'three-board axe' of the junior magician.

First slip the enemy with greasy technique, or stabilise the foot, then cover the person with cobweb technique, and finally light the person directly with small fire technique.

Oil and spider webs make people burn more fiercely, and disguise increases spell damage.

It is the treasure of the enemies of the new magicians.

Roland skipped this step straight, and a little ball of fire could smash half the field.

But that doesn't mean greasy magic doesn't work.

Because Roland discovered some time ago that the ‘oil’ summoned by greasy technique is the ‘worm oil' of the void star world, which is not only combustible, but also ‘edible' and quite fragrant.

And Roland had this idea… Now that these oils were edible, I changed the spell model to focus on strengthening the summoning ‘oil’ amount, rather than, as with auxiliary magic, on sharing the area to make people slip.

If it succeeds and spreads this spell model, can many of the early, less expensive spells, or the beginners of law in poor people, rely on this spell, sell some worm oil every day, give themselves enough money to live, pay tuition fees? Life doesn't have to be so poor?

The price of oil in this world is quite expensive, not to mention the solid color of the starworm oil, it tastes good, at first glance it is fine oil, the price should be quite high.

Roland thinks that after promoting this improved magic, will other magicians ever create similar brain holes, create more spells that can feed people, and add an extra 'producer' to themselves?

Just do it.

Roland started closing and focused on modifying the spell model for greasy surgery.

Normally, the starworm oil summoned by greasy surgery is about half a kilogram at a time and can be sprayed in a range of about 10 square meters in front of the wine, creating a relative friction-free area.

Too little oil, gotta add, gotta change.

Roland's improvement plan went smoothly in the early stages.

The amount of oil summoned is steadily rising, but when 'production' reaches three kilograms, it falls into bottlenecks.

Production can't go up.

Roland's a little confused.

I changed the model countless times, and it didn't work better.

He doesn't know why.

This time Roland looked at the recorded data on the mathematical model.

It took him more than a dozen days to re-deduce it many times before he realized that one of the data in the mathematical model had not been shown.

It's what he's been missing.

‘Size’ of the oil outlet channel.

Greasing is essentially a magic summons. When summoning insect oil, you need a space pipeline.

And the size of this pipeline depends on how much oil is released over the same period of time.

With that in mind, things are much better.

Either extend the oil drain time or exit the large pipe caliber.

It is unlikely that it will be possible to increase the oil drain time. The limit of first-degree magic is here. If the oil drain time is increased, then it will have to be pushed to second-degree magic.

This is not a qualified early ‘production’ magic.

As for increasing the pipe caliber.

That involves the application of space magic.

That is to say... if you continue to strengthen it, this magic becomes post-restoration magic, summoning and spatial duality. Very troublesome and extremely difficult to apply.

It also doesn't fit with Roland's philosophy.

So summoning three kilograms of oil at a time is the limit.

Okay... good thing it also reduces the mental power consumption of spells, it's a lot to summon a few more times.

Roland painted the spell model on a parchment paper, and then he intended to dedicate the magic to the magic goddess first.

He doesn't intend to upload directly to the forum, after all, many of the improved magic that was previously used by bad players have been taken to other countries for their own benefit, and what upsets Roland is that even the names of the creators have been changed to themselves.

No bottom line.

Roland put the parchment in the system backpack when the lab door opened and Andonala came in with a big pottery jar.

“We're out of gas at home, get some. ”

Roland gently flicked his fingers and the liquid, which was clean and transparent like pure water, dripped slowly from a small black space in the middle of the sky and fell into the pottery can.

It'll be full soon.

There is a very nice smell in the air.

Andonala took a deep sip and left with a pottery can.

Andorra has not liked other animal oils, or vegetable oils, since she tried food made with this oil.

This thing Roland tested with a mouse before, it's not addictive, it just tastes so good.

Andonala had just left, Vivian was back in business, her nose moved, she smelled the residual oil, and her face was delighted, and she said, "Roland, His Excellency Douglas wants to see you below, and he says he has something important to tell you. ”

Roland nodded: "Ask him to come up. ”

Two minutes later, they waited face-to-face, and Vivian poured each of them a glass of fruit wine before leaving the room.

Roland drank a sip of fruit wine and asked, "What's important, your expression is obviously laughing, it doesn't look like something important. ”

Douglas laughed harder: “Something important could be good, too. Oh, something's wrong with Charles' Pottsburger. ”

“What's the matter? ”

Roland was a little surprised.

“A group of NPCs, along with many masked players, raided the headquarters of the Junbao Guild and stole a lot of low-level, high-volume magic material.” Douglas laughed, "This hasn't been sent to the forum yet, but it's probably coming up soon. ”

Roland looked at Douglas' expression and said, "Aren't you and Charles friends? Something happened to him. Why are you so happy? ”

“Not friends, just acquaintances.” Douglas waves: “There is no real friendship, superficial relationship between us, just for each other's property, or power, just social means. ”

Roland shrugged and was so honest, he didn't even know how to answer.

Douglas went on to say, "If it's okay simply to be robbed, the real big problem is that the Royal House of Holleywen and the Magic Society have spoken together, saying that the Jubao Pond Guild has a malicious monopoly on magic materials, disrupting the market and forcing them to release a large quantity of high-end magic materials at a low price after twenty days to stabilize the market, or else they will be wanted nationwide. ”

“Not surprisingly...” Roland nodded, as he had foreseen, but he suddenly discovered something wrong: “Is the royal family directly saying that they are such a modern term for 'monopolizing magic materials and disrupting economic markets’? ”

Douglas thumbs up: "You're smart, you're quick. That's right, according to intelligence I've detected, the Royal Family recently recruited a small group of players, presumably with financial resources. The Zubao Bon Chamber of Commerce is in trouble now anyway. If they really hit the magic material and spit it out to stabilize the market, they would definitely lose out on their pants. After all, the magic material slowly rises in price during the acquisition process, and at the end of the acquisition, they are estimated to be hoarding at three or four times the original premium. ”

Roland's finger subconscious softened on the table, and a moment later he said, "The Royal Plan for Diversion has been successful, and the players who robbed the Jumbo Pond Chamber of Commerce will probably have received a royal assignment to do so. ”

“But aren't they afraid to change their name or something? ”

“As long as there's a mission, killing a player doesn't add any value to the red name," Roland laughed, and somehow, he suddenly remembered Antice: “I guess it's some kind of maritime privacy certificate, a terrestrial privacy certificate or something. ”

Douglas shouted, “Wow, this is a nasty operation, and it's probably the idea of a player recruited by the royal family. ”

Roland laughed hard in his heart... Actually, when he went to the Royal City two weeks ago to send money to the Bard Guild, Antice talked for a while, talking about the concept of a privacy certificate, at the time, he was just talking casually, looking for some chat topics.

I didn't expect Antis to actually use it.