Just when Roland was puzzled, Beta came over and said with admiration: "Brother Roland, your name has spread almost throughout the entire Red Magic Tower these days. I was doing tasks in Xicheng District, and even the people at the bottom listened. Said your name."
In the past few days, Beta has been completing tasks.
He is only Level 6. Although he is still considered a relatively high level among players, he is already out of the first echelon.
Roland is already Level 8, and now he has no interest in ordinary tasks. Such tasks gain too little experience. If it is not an epic task, Roland has no interest at all.
If you have time to do ordinary tasks, it is better to do more magic experiments.
There are many magicians gathered in the main hall now.
Most of them are around Level 5, so Roland at Level 8 stands out from the crowd.
The people around were looking at Roland, and Roland slowly glanced around and looked at them.
Most of the magicians are humans, but there are also one or two elves, dwarves, and orcs.
Roland even saw a male black-skinned drow elf.
Then Roland also saw the two aristocratic mages whom he had been quarreling with a few days ago.
When they saw Roland's eyes glancing over, they looked away directly, not looking at Roland.
Roland was quite satisfied.
Soon it will be time for the Ruby Class to officially start. According to what the previous leader said, they only need to gather in the main hall. When the time is up, someone will naturally come to pick them up.
Everyone was waiting quietly.
The closer it was to leaving the class, the fewer and fewer people were whispering.
Finally, the entire main hall became extremely quiet, and Roland could even hear the breathing of the people around him.
After waiting for a while, the time is up.
Several powerful mental pressures suddenly came from the air, and then landed at an extremely fast speed.
Finally, at the door of the main hall, four gray-haired mages walked in one after another.
Even without looking at the level, everyone present can perceive their level with their mental power.
Three masters, one legend.
In Roland and Beta's field of vision, the legend with the 'skull mark' on his head was at the forefront.
He was wearing a magical robe that exuded green light, and his expression looked quite gentle.
He looked at the crowd and was silent for a while, seeming to be counting the number of people.
After a while, he said: "Well, the number of people is correct... who is Roland?"
Roland raised his eyebrows.
A group of people around looked at Roland.
Roland only hesitated for half a second, then took a step forward and said, "I am."
The legendary old man looked Roland up and down for a while, then asked with a smile: "Your oil-making and water-making techniques are quite interesting. But I still have a question, why did you invent oil-making?"
"I think magicians should have the ability to make money by themselves and use magic. And the sooner, the better. After all, not everyone has a good family background."
More than half of the magic students looked at Roland with grateful eyes.
Oil-making technology is easy to understand and easy to use, which really makes their economy a lot easier.
The old man asked again: "Indeed, your approach can prevent many magicians from delaying their pursuit of magic because of money problems. But the problem is... when there are more and more magicians, the status of magicians will It is no longer as noble as it is now. After all, things are more valuable when they are scarce. When the art of making oil is completely spread, and when the number of magicians in the future will be several times, or even ten times more than it is now, there will be too many magicians. It will definitely make magic ordinary and then mediocre. At that time, the magicians may view you differently than they do now."
Almost everyone's eyes fell on Roland.
What the old man said does make sense.
Roland smiled and said: "I think that only when more magicians appear, more magic organizations, or forces appear, and everyone can share their knowledge and discuss together can we promote the faster development of magic knowledge and skills. The world is very big, In addition to the main plane, there is also the Demon Realm, the Star Realm, and even the Kingdom of God... We can go outside and don't have to worry about too many magicians at all."
"Hahahaha." The old man nodded with satisfaction: "Boy, you are high-spirited and generous enough. I will make the decision now. You will be the monitor of Ruby Class."
All the magic students around were surprised. Some were dissatisfied, but they did not dare to speak at this time.
"What is your identity, old man?" Roland asked.
"The Great Elder of the Magic Tower, Elford." The old magician turned around and said to the other three magicians: "The next step is up to you, train them well."
The three magicians nodded.
Then the old man walked out of the door and disappeared into thin air in an instant.
Short-distance teleportation, not teleportation... Roland felt the vibration frequency of magic in the air and recognized the magic used by the great elder at a glance.
Using teleportation in the city requires a lot of confidence in yourself.
Roland still does not dare to use teleportation in a busy city, because if it fails, the space shock caused will be enough to pull people in a large area into the star realm.
Although Roland has never really failed in using teleportation until now, he does not dare to risk such a thing.
No matter how many times it succeeds, if it fails once, a large number of civilians will die.
It is almost impossible to resurrect the dead, time cannot be reversed, and there is no regret medicine.
Therefore, Roland never does such dangerous things, unless he is so strong that even if the teleportation technique fails, he can still use his mental power to restrain the power of the space shock.
It is estimated that the legendary mage Alford has already been able to do this.
At this time, one of the three old mages walked out. He had black hair, brown eyes, and a cold expression. After scanning all the students, he said: "In this ruby class, except for Roland, who is somewhat capable, the others are not relying on If you have connections, you just make up the numbers. I don’t expect you to be very good in studies, but at least you must pass all subjects, otherwise... you will stay here forever and cannot leave. After all, we don’t want losers to go outside and be corrupted. The reputation of our red magic tower.”
Although he is looked down upon, not many people have any opinions, after all, it is really the case.
Even Beta completed a mission and got in through 'relationships'.
As for staying in the red magic tower all the time... most magicians are quite proud. If they don't learn well, they will be embarrassed to go out and embarrass themselves.
"Since the great elder has appointed Roland as the squad leader, the matter has been settled. No one can have any objection." The black-haired old mage looked at Roland and continued: "But I will examine you for a while. If you can't always do it, If you rank first in the class, I will report it to the great elder and remove you from the position of class leader. So you have to work hard, do you understand?"
That's a knock.
Roland smiled, said nothing or responded.
He came here to learn, not to be insulted. He was assigned the position of monitor for no apparent reason, and now he was scolded for no apparent reason.
He really thought that Roland had no temper.
It's not like there is only one red magic tower. If that doesn't work, he can study in other magic towers without any problem.
Seeing that Roland didn't speak, the old mage frowned and didn't say much. He looked at the others and continued: "Although our Red Magic Tower specializes in plastic energy spells, we are not bad at other spells. And we won’t completely require you to specialize in plastic magic, you can learn whatever you want, we are only responsible for taking classes on time.”
Now the magic students finally started whispering.
"Quiet."
The main hall fell silent again.
"The eight major schools of magic, plus enchantment, alchemy, and the two auxiliary schools, there are a total of 10 courses. The exam is held once a year, with a passing score of 600 points. Those who fail will be kicked out of the class that year and wait until the next five-year class starts. , join in. There are more than ten students in this ruby class who are repeaters, so you have to work hard. If you can't keep up with the progress, you will have to live in the Xicheng District of the Red Magic Tower for the rest of your life."
Roland understood why there were some magic apprentices in Xicheng District. It turned out that they were the offspring of former repeaters who lived and gave birth here.
It is certainly not too difficult to become a magic apprentice if you have a father who knows magic.
Everyone looked at each other and guessed who was the repeater.
No one laid eyes on Roland.
A person named by the great elder in public cannot be a repeater.
The black-haired old mage turned around and said to the other two old mage behind him: "Okay, I'll leave the rest to you."
After finishing speaking, the black-haired mage also walked out of the dormitory and flew away.
Of these two old mages, one has blonde hair and the other has red hair.
The blond old mage looked more like a gentleman, while the red-haired old mage was obviously quite burly.
The blond old mage spoke first: "In the first year, you have to learn magic from the two of us. I am responsible for teaching prophecy, conjuration, protection, and illusion. The other four departments will be taught by this red-haired man. The course lasts for me for one day. , he spent the whole day taking turns, without rest. As for the course content, it was all about basic spell models and some basic spell principles. It was not difficult. By the way, you can call me Triton, and you can call me the red guy next to me. Call him Montmorillonite."
The red-haired old mage, Montmorillonite, showed a naive smile to everyone.
But no one dares to underestimate him because of this smile... A master magician is a mobile war machine in his own right.
Then the golden retriever Triton looked at Roland: "Although Roland, you are the squad leader, and you have invented two spells, but I don't know how good you are at learning lethal spells, so... you show your strongest attack spell, Attack me and I will stop you while I check your level."
Roland was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Is it the most powerful attack spell?"
"Yes." Old Master Triton nodded: "Try your best and don't hide it."
This is the repertoire of every new class, used to establish the dignity of teachers.
At this time, Beta looked at Roland, and suddenly begged Triton: "Teacher Triton, don't come here, don't speak randomly. If Roland attacks with all his strength, don't talk about you, we will all suffer. People will die. .”
Everyone looked at Beta and then at Roland in surprise.
Roland's face still had no expression.
When Triton heard this, he immediately became angry, and his white beard almost stood up: "What a crazy boy, I major in defense system, even the great elder can't break it without using magic of five rings or above. My defensive barrier. Come on, come on! Just do your best and let me see how strong you are."
Roland turned his palm over, and a small blue fireball appeared in his palm, and it gradually grew larger.
"Fuck!"
Beta cursed in a low voice, then turned around and ran away, smashing through the window nearest to him with lightning speed and escaping.