What is in the middle of the screen is indeed a painting, but it is not a painting in the literal sense, but a special recognition intuitively.
Roland recently saw that the spell models he learned were all dots and lines. But this model is a square array.
Long and square blocks are stacked together, and the blocks are colorful and colorful. The colors look very messy, but they have a unique sense of rhythm.
It's like a more abstract and retro oil painting.
Then Roland found that he couldn't understand it either.
This thing can't be an architectural cross-section, but it doesn't look like it.
After watching it for a while, he sent a message to O'Neal: "I can't understand it either. Can you make a copy? After entering the game, go to Aldo and ask. Maybe he can know something."
"It was originally given to you, as you wish."
After chatting casually with O'Neal for a few more words, the two of them logged off separately.
Roland helped his family with some housework. At night, he borrowed an ashtray from his father. After cleaning it, he cut out some incense and lit it in it.
Then he went to sit cross-legged and began to meditate.
Maybe it was because of the incense, but his meditation went very smoothly this time. When he felt his legs were numb and opened his eyes, he found that the time had already reached midnight.
"I'll go!" Roland jumped up from his bed, put on his pajamas, and lay down in the game cabin.
Maybe it was because the meditation effect just now was so good that he was not sleepy now. I had to toss and turn in the game cabin for nearly an hour before I could fall asleep.
When she entered the game, she saw Vivian in her study, looking at herself with a ghostly expression, and then her expression immediately became quiet.
Roland calculated that he had not entered the game for three hours. In other words, nine hours had passed since the last time the game was temporarily suspended in this world.
In other words, for about nine hours, I was not in the magic tower.
No wonder Vivian has such an expression.
Roland smiled sheepishly at her: "Did it scare you?"
Vivian nodded repeatedly: "Vice president, you suddenly disappeared. You haven't been seen for several hours. The guard said you didn't leave the magic tower. We were so scared that we looked everywhere. We never saw you. We thought you were swallowed by some space gap. , after all, you have been practicing space magic recently."
At this time, Vivian's little face was a little pale, and it was obvious that she was really frightened.
"Well, I went back to my original plane." Roland suddenly became curious: "By the way, I just appeared suddenly, right? How did I appear?"
Vivian thought for a while and said, "It was just a ball of green light that suddenly appeared, and then it turned into you."
Hmm... Is this the effect of logging into the game
Vivian looked at Roland, suddenly put her hands on the desk, and said, "Vice President, if you have to go back to your original plane for a long time next time, please tell me and don't make me worry."
Looking at Vivian's fierce aura, Roland subconsciously looked at her collar, and then moved away after two seconds.
Vivian was startled by her unique female acumen, and she immediately blushed. Then she straightened her body, gave Roland a scolding look, and walked out of the study.
Roland sighed softly and walked out of the magic tower.
The two magic tower guards saw him and breathed a sigh of relief.
They were really afraid that the vice president would disappear inexplicably.
Roland came to Matou and found Hawke in the largest house.
At this time, Link and Jet were already here.
When they saw Roland coming in, they all said hello. Hawke yelled, "You're an hour late."
"Sorry, I had to wait until 12 o'clock to enter the game cabin." Roland found a chair, sat down, and asked, "Why do you suddenly ask me to gather here?"
Hawke also sat down, looked around at the others, and said: "Next, we have to discuss how to carry out work in Delbon City. We are all players, so naturally we should be allies. Some things must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise in the future It may be too late to communicate if there is a conflict of interest."
"You three can just talk about this matter." Roland waved his hand: "I don't have much power."
Hawke chuckled: "You think you have no power? The Magic Tower is your power now. I heard that Aldo doesn't care at all now. The entire Magic Tower's apprentices are under your control."
The other two chuckled softly.
Roland frowned.
"Anyway, the Magic Tower has a great influence." Hawke said seriously: "I want to do something in Delbon City. I want to realize some ambitions here that cannot be realized in the real society. Therefore, I I hope there will be a more benign environment. We players are naturally prone to causing trouble, so I feel it is necessary to make things clear now."
Thinking of dividing forces so quickly
Roland looked at Hawke for a while, and then smiled in his heart. He knows that this is a normal thing. Where there are people, there are interests, and the 'interests' of Delbon City are also very big now.
Whether it's Hawke, Link, or Jet, they will definitely have demands.
Roland himself also had a request. He only wanted gold coins, so he didn't seem so urgent.
"It seems that you have already negotiated before I came." Roland shook his head: "I still have the previous conditions. I will get a share of the taxes from the City Lord's Mansion. As for other territories and forces, I will not interfere at all. Of course. , the Magic Tower is still the same as before, and I also hope that if something happens to you, don’t involve the Magic Tower."
Saying these words, it was like directly piercing the thin window paper in the four-person room.
Hawke sighed: "Since you have no objection, then that's it."
Roland stood up and said with a smile: "I have something to do, so I have to leave first."
Seeing Roland leave, Link looked a little disappointed: "We were comrades fighting side by side yesterday, but today we are like this."
"There is no way, we have to be responsible for the entire guild." Hawke also showed a look of discomfort on his face: "The president has planned to move the entire guild here, and we must have our own base."
Jet stood up and said with a smile: "Then I will leave first. I hope that everyone will always be friends in the future and will not fight each other."
Hawk and Link both nodded.
Roland walked out of the pier and walked among the trees, looking lost.
He can understand the thoughts of Hawke, Link, and even Jet, but just because he can understand doesn't mean he won't be depressed.
Yesterday we were all good friends, tied together like a rope, but now we are obviously wary and suspicious because of our interests.
No one can avoid profit. They can't, and Roland feels that he can't either.
He walked slowly and came to Aldo's manor.
After meeting the person, Roland placed the new model that had been drawn in front of Aldo: "President, do you know what this is?"
Aldo looked at it for a while and said with a strange expression: "Where did you get this?"
"You know?" Roland was overjoyed.
Aldo nodded: "Magic circle!"