Roland looked into the other's eyes, and he wanted to see the man's mind completely.

It's just that the other party has a look of schadenfreude, and there is a little bit of madness, and it's hard to read something else from it.

"Am I your chance?" Roland smiled and said, "You're not afraid that I'll fall to the side of the association?" ”

No matter who it is, it will not be comfortable to be taken advantage of, to be treated as an opportunity and a pedal. Roland is the same, his rhetorical question is the reaction that most people will have.

If it is an ordinary person, most of them are a little panicked when they are questioned like this, but Aldo said very calmly: "This is not very likely." Almost all of the people in the association are from noble backgrounds, and they are all descendants of great families that have been passed down for hundreds or thousands of years. They even have a lot of distant relatives who are apprentices or some positions in various clubs, and most of the clubs will always know after a while. Of course, a genius like you, if you are willing to kneel down and be a dog for them, should be able to blend in with them, hahahaha. ”

After listening to Aldo's ridicule, and then looking at the crazy look on the other party's face, Roland didn't like it a little.

"Are you sure I can't be a dog?" Roland sighed boredly.

"How can a person who is not even afraid of death be someone else's dog!" Aldo snorted, contemptuous.

It makes so much sense, you can't die, how can you be a dog!

There are only two penalties for player death. Losing 10% of the current total XP will only recover 50% of the lost XP if the corpse can be retrieved, i.e., if the corpse is picked up, it will only lose 5% of the total XP.

The other is the equipment on the corpse, depending on whether the NPCs will loot it, but Roland thinks it will definitely be taken away.

After all, it's the spoils of war.

Roland doesn't think many players are willing to be dogs in the game, and who doesn't have a little pride in the heart of modern people. Well...... If it's a licking dog for a big beauty, there may be a lot of male players who are willing.

After a short silence, Roland asked, "What kind of revenge do you want to go?" ”

"I don't know." Aldo looked out the window, his emotions slowly calming down: "I want to see that woman kneeling in front of me, I want to see her family disappear, I want to see her expression of regret beyond measure." ”

"Don't you want to kill her?" Roland's eyes were questioning.

Aldo's body trembled, and there was a heavy hesitation in his pupils: "I don't know!" ”

"I see." Roland smiled: "I won't fall to the side of the general association for the time being, of course, it depends on the person who comes from the general meeting, whether it is as you said, and will try his best to ignore my node model diagram." ”

Hahaha! Aldo stood up with a wild laugh, he spread his hands and said frantically, "You're going to see a good show!" A drama called Arrogance. ”

"I hope so."

When Aldo left, Roland used the mage's hand to close the door in the air.

The room fell silent, except for the sound of the wind howling through the upper floors on the other side of the window.

Roland's thoughts were surging in his heart at this time, he didn't really care if he was being used by Aldo. As a player, more than ten years of experience in single-player online games has made him resistant to some 'unreasonable' plots.

Although this world doesn't seem to be as simple as games, isn't there an old saying that stories and novels need to be considered reasonable and unreasonable, and reality doesn't.

Aldo's revenge didn't seem to him to be too important, what he really cared about was the madness that Aldo had just shown.

A psychologically traumatized person is a magician, a high-level intellectual, and has a high IQ, which is very consistent with the clues that Roland has investigated before.

The possibility that Aldo was the murderer is getting bigger and bigger.

If there were only 30% of doubts before, now there are at least 50%.

After a quiet sit-in in the room, Roland continued to study the magic of language proficiency.

As the data grows, so does the mathematical model of the magic, and now Roland can recognize a dozen words in a page of a book with a single spell.

Give him another two or three days, and he will definitely be able to deduce the derivative magic of 'literacy'.

Around noon, Vivien, who had woken up, brought lunch.

It was hearty, with omelettes, cakes, thick broth, and a vegetable that Roland couldn't name.

"I'm sorry for you."

Roland feels more and more that he has the benefits of 'power', whether he has money every month, resources are appointed, and most importantly, there are special people to solve the problems of food, clothing, housing and transportation, he doesn't need to worry about it at all, he just needs to focus on doing his own thing.

Vivien shook her head, "It's not worth mentioning what you gave us. ”

She had been in the Tower of Magic for three years, and the previous president had had very little time to teach them. As soon as Roland came, he first sent a precious model node diagram, and spent an evening teaching them carefully.

Although some of the things Roland said were a little different from their usual education, after their tests, it was indeed useful, and the improvement in one day was about half a year ago, which made them more grateful to Roland.

In essence, Roland didn't do anything exaggerated, but just taught these apprentices the correct methods and skills of connecting spiritual nodes.

If the method is wrong, even if you work hard for a lifetime, it may not be useful, and the apprentices have not found a suitable way to connect the spiritual nodes before.

The president did not teach them.

"Vice President, do you need me to teach you how to read?" Vivien looked at him expectantly.

Roland shook his head.

Oh...... Vivien left a little disappointed.

With a soft sigh, Roland looked at the wooden door for a moment, then shook his head, he was about to eat lunch, but suddenly received a system prompt.

'Congratulations on the establishment of the server's first player guild, F6, founded by: Shuke! ’。

After reading it, Roland laughed happily: "We really won the first place, and the presidents of those big guilds should be crazy now." ”

Although it was only a brief system prompt, Roland could guess that it would definitely have a huge impact on many players.

He had a hearty lunch, then went down to the second floor, gathered the apprentices, and continued to tell them about his experience in casting spells.

Then, in the middle of the night, the apprentices went to bed while he continued to derive derivative magic on the eighth floor.

Until the end of today's game time.

Crawling out of the virtual cabin, Roland habitually opened the forum, glanced at it casually, and found that the forum had indeed 'exploded'.

Almost the entire forum was asking what F6 was, and then asking who Shuck was.

Especially those guilds that were originally very famous in other games, such as the Garland Temple, the Eternal Kingdom, the Warm Moon Valley, and several other great guild leaders, even issued a bounty sticker, and kept @Shuke, hoping that for the sake of everyone being from the Celestial Empire, he would provide a way to quickly establish a guild, and there would be a heavy reward.

Now Shuk is going to be famous! Roland was thinking this when his phone rang.