This is a very rude behavior, but now, no one dares to say it openly. Even if they are dissatisfied, they can only beep a few more times in their hearts.
After all, Roland invited them last night, but they would be rude if they didn't come.
Then don't blame others for not taking you seriously.
Since Roland can't get through here, then go find someone related to Roland.
Vivian, Jerry, and the relatives of all the magic apprentices in the magic tower have been subjected to a lot of harassment in the past two or three days, from people who came to have relationships with each other, people who came to plead for mercy, and some even wanted to threaten and let their children live in chaos. to their descendants.
In addition to the relatives of the magic apprentice, other people who attended the banquet also suffered similar harassment.
If it were in the past, these threatened nobles or celebrities might be willing to help these people.
But this matter involves the number of magic apprentices, and Roland also said last night that he is very petty and vindictive.
What if he finds out something and takes back his family's priority
Only a fool would do this.
At least you can't do this in the first batch. After the second and third batches, Roland's anger is almost gone, maybe he can give it a try.
This side is unwilling to settle for the time being, but the other side is anxious because there are only two days left before the selection.
There was a huge conflict between the two parties. At first, it was just a few families yelling at each other, but there were more ties between the nobles. In the end, it evolved into two factions yelling at each other, and even making small moves to stumble each other.
Roland was sitting in the study, looking at the report submitted by the Black Sand Gang, and smiled: "Well, as I expected, there was a commotion. Not bad, not bad."
"You smile so sinisterly." Vincent clicked his tongue in disgust.
Roland put the information in the drawer, then smiled and said: "I'm just doing this to suit the occasion. Bad guys always laugh like this. In the past, nobles always united to make trouble for our magic tower. I've had enough. I really think we don't They know how to play tricks! Now let them have a taste of being used as pawns."
"Those who don't know would really think that you are very vengeful." Vincent shook his head helplessly: "The differentiation strategy is indeed effective, but it can only be implemented with strong force as a trump card. Then, next, you still have what idea?"
Roland thought for a while and said, "The class you lead should recruit as many civilians as possible."
"To cultivate loyal fans of the Magic Tower?"
Roland nodded: "Yes, no matter how hard we cultivate the descendants of nobles, at least half of their hearts will be with the family. But common people are different. If we give them a chance to get ahead, at least three-quarters of them will My heart will stand with our Magic Tower."
Vincent nodded: "I understand."
"In addition..." Roland pondered for a while and then said: "Teach the civilian apprentices more: 'Ten years to the east of the river and ten years to the west of the river, don't bully the poor young people', 'Princes, generals, ministers, would rather have the seed', 'My fate is up to me. Heaven’s and other things.”
Vincent took a deep breath, and his body tensed subconsciously: "You are playing with fire!"
"I don't think so." Roland shrugged funnyly.
"Aren't you afraid that they will grow up and tear down the new magic tower we have worked so hard to build?"
Roland said matter-of-factly: "When they grow up, our new magic tower will also be a behemoth. If they can knock down the new magic tower by then, then they can knock it down. Besides... they can knock down the new magic tower at that time." After knocking down the magic tower, it won’t be too difficult for them to knock down other organizations or forces, such as the God’s Cult or something like that.”
Vincent's eyes held a narrow light: "You have a big plan."
"No!" Roland vehemently denied: "I'm just the kind of bad guy who wants to see other people's misfortune happen to him."
Ah!
Vincent sneered, completely unconvinced.
Two days passed.
The huge new temple-style pavilion was not demolished, so the selection was held here.
Outside the huge pavilion, there were densely packed layers of people.
Commoners and nobles mingled together and surrounded the area.
Children of appropriate age have been sent to the pavilion, about 700 of them. The descendants of nobles are in one circle, the business boys are in another circle, and the children of common people are in another circle.
Compared with the proud descendants of nobles, the children of businessmen and common people seem to have much lower self-esteem.
Especially the civilian children. Although they were wearing clean but patched clothes, they all had their heads lowered and did not dare to look at anyone.
The whole square was very noisy, several times noisier than the vegetable market.
When Roland came out, he felt his ears ringing, and then he put out the soundproof barrier he learned from the drow, directly covering the entire giant pavilion.
It suddenly became quiet.
The soundproof barrier is almost completely transparent. Even people outside can see what's going on inside, but they can't hear the sound.
Roland and Vincent were both very down-to-earth people and did not want to make any big moves to waste time. They came out of the magic tower and walked to the children without saying anything.
Look around, walk around them, and occasionally tap a child on the shoulder to ask them to step aside.
Every time they take a picture of a child, the child's relatives outside will shout loudly, looking as happy as if they were selected.
After a short while, Roland selected thirty apprentices, half of whom were children of nobles and merchants, as you can tell from their clothes, and the remaining fifteen were commoner children, dark, thin, and with low self-esteem.
And Vincent chose forty because he chose ten more civilian children than Roland.
After selecting the person, Roland removed the magic barrier, and then used a loudspeaker to speak to the sea of people outside: "In the future, we will hold a selection every year. It is still the old rule. Only the descendants of those who are close to our magic tower will be selected." Qualified, as for the qualifications of civilians, the Black Sand Gang will be responsible for this matter."
Then the magic apprentices came out and began to clear the place, drive people away, and clear a large space on the right side of the magic tower.
Although a little confused, no one wants to conflict with the people of the Magic Tower at this time. Besides, this is the Magic Tower's land, and they have the right to evict people.
When enough space was cleared, Roland walked over and flicked his fingers.
The ground of the square first turned into a swamp in full view, then mud rose up, and then lithified.
Pillars and beams appeared before their eyes, like a dream.
Then the walls were erected, forming a huge square building, covering a huge area and divided into five floors.
By this time, many people already knew what Roland was going to do.
The last step is to add the roof to this huge building.
In the awed gaze of tens of thousands of people, a giant teaching building more than thirty meters high, almost as high as the giant pavilion, stood in front of them.
Although this teaching building is very simple, without any decoration, the surface is rough, and some windows are even a little crooked.
But no one thinks it's ugly.
Tall means handsome, big means beautiful.
This simple truth is also applicable in the architectural world.
What's more, such an exaggerated giant building took less than five minutes to complete.
The newly selected quasi-magic apprentices looked at Roland's back and felt that he was unusually majestic.