"What business is there for our Silver Wing Guild?" Hawke asked curiously.
Roland raised his glass to signal the other three, then took a sip and said, "How many magicians are there in your Silver Wing Guild now? I mean the ones who are determined to continue playing, and who won't delete their accounts midway."
"Probably there are only about ten people." Hawke thought for a while and continued: "You also know that the profession of magician is too difficult. Not everyone is as talented as you. In fact, our spellcasters are not There are only a few, but most of them are warlocks, and there are only some priests."
Ever since the official 'cut' the 'appearance' of warriors, the number of warlocks has experienced a surge. After all, it has charm as its main attribute, and it is easy to learn skills. Once you reach the level, you can learn them yourself.
Therefore, Warlock is handsome, simple, and not bad in strength. Who doesn't like it.
"I want to organize a learning mutual aid group." Roland said: "Let the magicians from your guild come to our magic tower to progress and study together with the magic apprentices."
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Not to mention Hawke, even the other two people felt a little strange.
Hawk stared at Roland and asked in confusion: "Aren't you already the most powerful mage among our players? Aren't you more than enough to teach those magic apprentices?"
Roland replied with some embarrassment: "I can teach them theoretical things, but there is a... generation gap between them and me in terms of experience and practical operations."
Hawke was stunned for a while, and he said helplessly: "I understand, this is what is called the foundation in the eyes of masters, and it is different from the foundation of ordinary people, right?"
Roland also felt a little embarrassed: "I don't know what to say either."
Indeed, Roland could clearly explain the theory of each spell model, but some operations that seemed simple to him were difficult to a magic apprentice.
For example, an apprentice asked last time: "Vice President, how do you quickly guide magic from this point to another point?"
"Wouldn't it be enough to first gather enough magic power into the starting point, and then increase your mental power to push it past?" Roland replied.
But the magic apprentice looked confused: "But how do I know whether the magic power is too much or too little?"
Roland said matter-of-factly: "You can feel it."
Then the magic apprentice fell into isolation.
Seeing the apprentice's mental state, Roland remembered a joke he had heard before.
A tenth-level fitter led an apprentice, and the latter asked: "Master, how do you manage to feel the machining error of parts with your hands?"
"Put your hands on it, close your eyes and feel it."
The apprentice then switched careers and became an equipment operator.
Although Roland believed that diligence was the most important thing, he had to admit that the gap in talent between people could sometimes be so large that it made people despair.
During this time, he discovered that although the apprentices in the magic tower had learned the theory of the mage's hand very well, their progress in operating the spellcasting methods was quite slow. At first, he thought it was because he did not explain it clearly enough, but Now he understands that it is purely the gap in basic abilities that leads to the difference between basic highs and lows.
The magic apprentices were in a depression. Even if they looked up, they couldn't see Roland. Because they were blocked by the high platform, they couldn't understand how clearly Roland could sense magic.
Roland stood on the high platform and looked down. He couldn't see the depression blocked by the high platform, so he couldn't understand the blinding feeling of the apprentices who saw the magic in front of them but had difficulty mobilizing it.
Therefore, Roland thought that in this case, it would be better to let those mage players whose talents are similar to those of the apprentices join the magic tower. Their basic qualities should be similar, and they can learn from each other and make progress together.
Hawke agreed with this suggestion with both hands.
But out of the instinct of the 'Vice President of the Guild', he said: "So, what benefits can we get?"
"The books of the Magic Tower are open to all players. In addition, players can apply for some magic resources." Roland smiled: "Of course there can't be too many. After all, the resources of the Magic Tower are also limited."
Hawke asked: "How much resources can one person have per month?"
Roland thought for a while, summed up the number of people and the current income of the magic tower, and said: "No more than thirty silver coins per month."
"Too little." Hawke patted the table. Although he felt that his strength was very light, he was a warrior player with extreme physical growth. He patted the table and the tableware on it jumped. Jumping: "You have almost ten gold coins a month, but the players you recruit only have thirty silver coins. We are all players, and we have different pay for equal work. It's capitalist style. Isn't this difference too much? At least Just a gold coin."
"When your dock starts to make a profit, will you be willing to give those NPC helpers a gold coin as a reward?" Roland sighed and said slowly: "We are all players, and we have also studied political courses, Marxist-Leninist courses, etc. Let’s not talk about the truth. Thirty silver coins is already the biggest concession I can make for the sake of everyone being friends. If you are not willing, then I will post a recruitment post on the forum. I think there will be many individual people. Players are willing to join our magic tower."
Looking at Roland's light expression, Hawke felt a certain force in the former's words.
At the same time, I also felt a slight sense of alienation.
Hawke was a little disappointed, but he also knew that this was his own fault.
For the benefit of the guild, they took the initiative to push Roland aside. Now, for the benefit of the guild, they began to feel that the conditions given by Roland were not enough.
Under such circumstances, Roland could still think of cooperating with them, which in itself was already the most benevolent thing. You can't blame him for threatening himself and saying that he would change his partner.
"Okay." Hawke was a little disinterested: "Just do what you say."
Hawke didn't want this either, but as the vice president of the guild, he had to be responsible for the nearly a hundred members of the entire guild.
This is a matter of position and has nothing to do with morality or quality.
The four of them then chatted awkwardly for several minutes. Finally, they could no longer chat and separated.
Roland returned to the Magic Tower study and sat on a chair, not in a good mood. Vivian got some delicious pastries, but he was not in the mood either.
After sitting for a while, he subconsciously opened the forum to see what other netizens were doing today. He was very happy and changed his mood.
As a result, not long after browsing, he saw a post whose title had been added 'red' by the administrator to the point where it was almost black.
"All the handsome guys in the world deserve to die!" 》
The number of floors that have responded has exceeded 10,000.
Um
Roland's eyes lit up and he clicked in.