Entering the large meadow she was familiar with from the entrance of the cave, Catwoman subconsciously looked around, looking at the big fence around her, and indeed she felt a sense of security, as Roland said.

Why intelligent beings build houses, and why cities need walls, are all based on this need for a sense of security. Even if for the most part, it's just a consolation, it's easy for a professional to break through a two-metre-high wall.

The psychological feeling of having and not being is completely different.

Roland looked around, determined the center of the house he was going to build, and flicked his finger again.

A large expanse of land first became muddy, then a wall of stone rose to the ground, and finally a tall, square-shaped four-story building.

Catwoman looked at this scene out of nothing, and her heart was fascinated, and she longed to use this exaggerated magic in front of her to change the environment in an instant.

After all, she was born in the Red Magic Tower, and although she did not dare to appear in the public eye, she had a natural yearning and admiration for magic like other civilians in the Red Magic Tower.

Once you've built your own large temporary residence and magical experiment site, it's time to move in.

Since you live alone, you just need to move some furniture inside.

But Roland suddenly saw Catwoman beside him.

Catwoman was staring blankly at the large square black square building that had been made by the 'turning mud into stone' technique, and the white tail behind her was not only standing up high, but even the tip of the tail was twisting around.

Roland thought for a while, flicked his fingers again, and a small two-story building rose next to the building, which was very small, about seventy square meters.

"This little house is for you."

Roland looked at the square building he had built, which was rather unsightly, and nodded.

As a straight man, his aesthetics of architecture are not high, and the space is enough to live in people.

As for what the building looks like.

Who cares about that?

If you have time to worry about that, you might as well do more magic experiments.

Then Roland left the new estate and went to Midtown.

Leave the little catwoman tangled here.

Can't live in that little house?

This mage is a good man, what he says should be credible.

But I heard that some mages like to buy meows with small favors, and then let meows do this and that, and in the end, even meows are mages.

After all, all the mages are very smart, and the meows are not their opponents.

Can...... Catwoman knows she really wants to live in the house.

Although the underground pit looks very safe, it smells of mud, and if it weren't for the fact that this is a desert area and it rarely rains, otherwise it would be a big trouble just to deal with the water stains in the cavern.

How can there be a comfortable house?

Can't live in it?

Catwoman lay on the ground, her front paws gently pulling at the ground, looking very tangled.

Roland arrives in Midtown.

Compared to the other two areas, Midtown is prettier, the roads are wider, and the greenery is better.

There are big trees that Roland has never seen before, and the dense crown leaves cover the road tightly, and it is difficult for sunlight to penetrate.

In the desert, it is not easy to find such greenery.

Roland followed the path and found the school of the Red Magic Tower.

A school with a very exaggerated floor area.

The entrance alone is 100 meters wide and 30 meters high.

The gray-white rock enclosure stretches out to the left and right of the view, and there seems to be no end in sight.

At the entrance of the school, there is a slightly twisted layer of 'membrane', which is transparent, and you can see the inside of the school through the door.

There are many magicians coming in and out.

Roland walked over, and a young magician happened to be ushered in in front of him, and the other party saw Roland, but he didn't plan to give way, but rushed straight towards Roland.

Seeing this, Roland had to get out of the way.

The young man passed by Roland, and the other party didn't even look at Roland, as if Roland's concession was taken for granted.

Well?

Roland is a little strange, is this person blind, or simply unqualified?

He thought as he walked this way, and then a young magician came out of the gate in front of him.

This man also walked very 'straight', but the person in his path was not Roland, but another magic student that Roland had seen, his classmate.

The young magician didn't give way, and in the end, Roland's classmates took the initiative to get out of the way.

Seeing this, Roland walked over, patted this classmate on the shoulder, and asked, "It seems that there is no one here, do you know what's going on?" ”

"This is the practice of the Red Magic Tower, powerful magicians, with many privileges, regardless of your status in the secular world, here, it is etiquette and an unspoken rule to make way for high-level magicians. It can even make you run errands. ”

Roland sighed slightly.

He was a little disappointed.

It stands to reason that a magical shrine like the Red Magic Tower should be an ivory tower, where everyone learns, discusses magic, and promotes the application and development of magic, in harmony and fulfillment.

But I didn't expect that the concept of hierarchy here is so strong.

But Roland thought about it and felt that it was very reasonable.

After all, even universities in the real world, although they are known as ivory towers, have internal struggles in the student union, external oppression of students, club battles, strange relationships between teachers and students, etc., there are a lot of, Roland has seen it a few times with his own eyes, let alone seen it from the Internet.

So...... It's not strange that there is hierarchy in the Red Magic Tower.

Understanding is understanding, but all of a sudden, Roland has a lot less respect for the Red Magic Tower.

Before, it was carrots and sticks, but now that he sees such things again, Roland understands one thing.

You don't have to think of the Red Magic Tower as too sacred and detached, just think of it as a normal academic organization.

Thinking of this, Roland didn't have much respect for the incredibly large complex in front of him.

The halo faded.

Complex...... In the real world, any third-tier town can be beaten here.

Patting his classmates on the shoulder, Roland took the initiative to walk into the school gate, and as he passed through the barrier, Roland felt the black wooden sign in his clothes heat up.

After entering the school gate, Roland looked left and right, trying to find out where the magic array of the enchantment was, but he didn't find it after looking for a long time, so he had to give up this idea and continue to move forward.

Passing through a large white square, Roland saw three buildings in front of him, with an unseen transparent ore shape on the left, obsidian in the middle, and a ruby on the right.

One class and one building, it's a bit interesting.

Roland looked at the students in and out of the Obsidian class, most of them were LV5-LV7, and then looked at the leftmost school building.

Most of the students who come in and out there are LV7-LV9, but none of them have reached LV10, and they are the so-called masters.

It seems that the master is the passing mark for graduation.

Roland guessed to himself, and then he walked towards the Ruby Building.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw a group of people gathered around the entrance.

Seeing Roland coming, many people shouted: "The squad leader is here, let him see." ”

What happened?

The crowd moved out of the way, and Roland walked in to find a man lying on the ground with a large pool of blood around his waist, and Beta was bandaging the man with gauze.

Beta still doesn't know how to heal.

Under normal circumstances, at the same level and with the same equipment, the lethality of a warlock is much stronger than that of a mage, but they have a fatal flaw.

All Warlocks' spells are automatically comprehended, that is, at the level, except for a few bloodline core spells or skills, the other spells are randomly rolled dice 'conjured'.

Therefore, many key super practical spells, some warlocks may not be able to get them in their lifetime.

For example, healing!

And there are no students around who can heal.

There are three factions of healing, the Light healing, the Life healing, and the hydrotherapy of the Water God Cult.

These spells are all divine in nature.

It's just that Malf is amazingly talented, and he has simulated several healing magic spell models.

Since then, the mage has also had healing powers.

But whether you can learn it is another matter.

Roland flicked his fingers, and white light seeped into the injured classmate's body.

The people around looked at Roland in surprise.

It's not uncommon for a mage who majored in plastic energy to be able to heal, but it's even more unusual to be able to heal at such a young age.

Now everyone thinks that Roland is a major in plastic energy.

After all, that small fireball compressed by one hand was really amazing and impressive.

"How did you get hurt?" Roland looked around: "Don't you have a teacher to take care of it?" ”

The injured classmates were pierced through the waist and kidneys, and if ordinary people were injured like this, most of them would go into shock or even die.

However, the vitality of the professional is tenacious, and the piercing of this stab is not large, even if it is a mage, it can withstand it.

The student said ashamedly: "Everyone else gave way to the people in the obsidian class, and I felt uncomfortable, so I deliberately didn't let it, and then I was injured." ”

Roland thought to himself, this kid is quite kind.

He looked at the people around him and said, "Okay, don't gather around here, everyone is fine, go to class." ”

Although it was only the first day of class, Roland was actually quite prestigious, and no one in the students present listened to what he said.

Everyone entered the classroom on the first floor, which was very large, and the space between each desk was very large.

There is also a book with a white cover on the table.

Roland found a random table and sat down, and Beta sat next to him.

Everybody is reading this book, it's about school rules and some special regulations.

It's pretty thick.

After Roland watched for a while, Terry came to class.

He spent an hour talking about the things to pay attention to when new students entered the school, and then spent another two hours talking about basic magic.

Roland knew all this, so he kept looking through the school rules.

It's a pity that I didn't find the information I was looking for.

After class, Terry was leaving.

Roland stood up and asked, "Teacher, what if I don't want to make way for the students?" ”

All the trainees looked at Roland in amazement.

Only Beta smiled with emotion.

Ah, Brother Roland is going to make trouble again.

Triton laughed and said, "Then fight and win one, and this person will have to make way for you, as long as no one dies." ”

When Roland heard this, he immediately laughed: "It's so simple. ”

Then he looked at Beta: "I'll block the entrance of the Starmeteorite class, you block the obsidian class, see who can settle things first." ”

"Great!" Beta jumped up excitedly.

There was silence in the ruby class.

It was as if they saw two madmen.