Roland has always felt that it is his responsibility to make it easier for newcomer mages to learn magic.

He was going to give the newcomer a little advice, but when he clicked in, he realized that he didn't need to speak on his own.

Enthusiastic gamers have already given the answer.

This is the lucky winner who got the virtual pod from the 'court auction'.

More than four million were spent.

He heard that the mage is very powerful, and there is a big guy who destroyed half of the guild alone, demolished the city gate by himself, and then specially found a video to watch, and sure enough, he was so excited that he couldn't do it himself.

He asked in the post how to become a strong ** teacher like that big guy.

'If you think you are gifted, you will be full of intellectual growth and spiritual strength.6 But I still recommend that you take the 7,5,9,7,5 balanced plus point method, friends who have used it say that it is good, you can take many detours, it is created by the big guy in your mouth, and even the data power O'Neill is full of praise. ’

'Why can't I pick a 10,6 plus point?' That big guy should be this kind of adding points. ’

'Why?' Because there are thousands of mages, Roland has only one. ’

Maybe I can do it too. ’

Hahaha, there are many people who think so, but there is still only one Roland. ’

'Upstairs, you let him try it.' How do you know how ordinary you are if you don't try! ’

Seeing this, Roland closed the post.

Because he was a little embarrassed to watch.

Then by accident, he saw another poster.

"We have established ourselves on the outskirts of Sicily, and our comrades who are willing to overthrow this corrupt world invite us to fight with us"

Roland frowned and clicked into the post.

The content of the post is all dry goods, first of all, they talked about how they reclaimed a fertile soil in the forest outside the commercial town, and built many bungalows, repaired wheat fields, and prepared clean water sources. Now they have also recruited a lot of NPs, and are teaching them what slavery is, what is feudalism, what is the concept of advanced productive forces, and so on.

These NPs are the sparks of the future.

And they need more players to act as 'instructors' and guide to grow their careers.

The replies below the post were quite polarized.

There are many supporters, and there are many non-supporters, almost half.

'Interesting, count me in. ’

'Crazy, it's just a game, what kind of reform. ’

People always have to have some ideals, there will always be something crazy about something, I feel very interesting, I am willing to join. ’

'No kidding, games are games, don't do so much. ’

Roland read a few pages of replies, I remember that this player had posted a similar post before, and it had only been three months since he had built his own secret base.

Very actionable.

It's just that Roland is still not optimistic about their behavior, productivity, and battles are all dominated by the other side, and there are gods.

At Falken's funeral, Roland saw angels descending from heaven and knew that there was a god in this world.

Reform is a battle that even the gods have brought down, and they will stand idly by?

Even if you don't end up in person and send a few gods down, few people can stop it.

Roland is now one of the top combat forces among the players, and he knows all too well how important high-end combat power is in battle, or on the battlefield.

He thought about it and didn't leave a message.

Then I went to look through other posts.

About three hours later, it was dawn.

Roland had breakfast with Kaka on the first floor, and then went to the magic tower of another great wizard.

Outcome...... The other party is not there.

Roland shrugged and was leaving the magic tower and returning to the street, when he unexpectedly saw a black-robed man, pulling a little girl's hair and dragging him on the ground.

The little girl screamed very badly, but as soon as the little girl screamed louder, she was immediately punched in the head by the black-robed man, and Roland heard it from a long distance.

Soon, a wisp of blood flowed down the little girl's head.

And the black-robed man is dressed like a thief who loves to act in the shadows.

There were a lot of people in the surrounding streets, and a lot of people watching, but no one went up to pay attention.

Roland sighed and stepped forward, blocking the front of the black-robed man.

There will be a lot of such things in this world, it is the norm, the law of the jungle.

Roland told himself many times that he couldn't do so much.

Just seeing this scene, he couldn't help but stand up.

The black-robed man was stunned when he saw Roland blocking in front of him, and asked, "Your Excellency, what do you mean by this?" ”

Roland looked at the other party for a while: "What do you mean by abusing this little girl?" ”

Well? The black-robed man looked at Roland's dress and said with a smile: "Your Excellency has taken a fancy to this pariah? ”

"That's not what it meant."

"That's okay, I'll give it to you." The black-robed man's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, but a sneering smile was evident at the corner of his mouth: "Just make a friend." ”

After the man finished speaking, he pulled the little girl's hair with his hands and threw her directly in front of Roland.

The girl rolled at Roland's feet, her eyes closed, already unconscious.

And this little girl's body is full of bruises.

Roland's face gradually turned cold.

"A warm-hearted mage master? It's rare. The black-robed man smiled, but then his expression gradually became solemn: "Wait, you are the son of gold?" ”

This black-robed man finally discovered that Roland's temperament and expression seemed to be very different from that of normal people.

"So what?" Roland asked lightly.

The black-robed man took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to provoke you, and I didn't want to be your enemy. ”

The black-robed man slowly retreated, and after leaving a few meters, he turned into a black shadow, directly touching the ground and running away like a snake.

The appearance is a little embarrassing.

Roland looked at the little girl on the ground, the blood in his head had begun to thicken, he sighed, picked up the little girl, and walked in the direction of the Temple of Life.

The Temple of Life was located in the street not far from the royal palace and occupied a large piece of land.

The main body of the temple building is about 30 meters high, and the height of the gate is also 15 meters.

Many of the common believers bowed down under the temple, they did not dare and could not approach the temple.

The only people who can enter and leave the temple are nobles and powerful professionals.

Roland carried the little girl in, and immediately a priest wearing a white background and green border priest's robe greeted him, he looked at Roland, and then at the little girl, and asked kindly, "Do you need treatment?" ”

Roland nodded.

The male priest brushed the little girl's hair, looked at the wound, and said, "It's not a serious injury, a silver coin is enough." ”

Roland laid the little girl flat on the altar and took out a silver coin.

The male pastor sprinkled a green light on the little girl's forehead. Then he said, "She's about half an hour before she wakes up." ”

Roland had to sit down on the bench next to him and wait.

A dark shadow wandered around the corner of the street, entered an alley, and slipped through a crack in the door of a house.

Inside was a large warehouse, where more than a dozen black-robed people dressed in the same uniform were also focused.

The serpentine black shadow turned into a human form again, and he looked at the black-robed man who was the only one sitting and said, "Boss, the target has been snatched away. ”

"Who would dare to rob our Shadow Assassin Guild of things?"

"A son of gold."

"Fack, these damn xenomorphic monsters are always doing us bad. How many times this month? ”

"Boss, I don't think we can be so high-profile in the future, isn't it good to be rats again? The Sons of Gold and those guys dare to kill even the city lord, and if we are bumped into by them in broad daylight, they will definitely come to hinder us. ”