After entering the large grassland she was familiar with through the cave, Catwoman subconsciously looked around and looked at the large wall around her. She indeed felt a sense of safety as Roland said.
Why intelligent creatures build houses and why cities have walls are all due to this need for a sense of security. Even if that's a comfort most of the time, it's a simple matter for a professional to break through a two-meter-high wall.
But the psychological feelings between having it and not having it are completely different.
Roland looked around for a while, determined the central location of the house he wanted to build, and clicked his fingers again.
A large area of land first became muddy, then stone walls rose up one after another, and finally turned into a towering, square four-story building.
Catwoman looked at this scene that was made out of nothing, and she was fascinated. She wished she could use the exaggerated magic in front of her to change the environment in an instant.
After all, she is a local resident born in the Red Magic Tower. Although she dare not appear in the public eye, she, like other civilians in the Red Magic Tower, has a natural yearning and admiration for magic.
After building your own large temporary residence and magic experiment site, the next step is to move in.
Since I live alone, I just need to move some furniture in.
But Roland suddenly saw Catwoman beside him.
Kitten Girl was staring blankly at the large square black square building made with the "Turn Mud into Stone" technique. The white tail behind her not only stood up high, but even the tip of the tail was twisting around.
Roland thought for a while, then flicked his fingers, and a two-story building rose next to the building. It was very small, only about seventy square meters.
"This little house is given to you."
Roland looked at the rather unattractive square building he had built and nodded.
As a straight man, he does not have high aesthetic appreciation of architecture. As long as there is enough space for people to live in, it is enough.
As for what the building looks like.
Who cares about this
If you have time to worry about that, you might as well do more magic experiments.
Then Roland left the new manor and went to Zhongcheng District.
Kittengirl is left struggling here.
Can you live in that small house
This master mage is a good man, and what he says should be credible.
But I heard that some mage masters like to bribe meow people with small favors, and then let the meow people do this and that. In the end, even the meow people belong to the mage master.
After all, all Master Masters are very smart, and Meowth is no match for them.
But... Catwoman knew that she really wanted to live in the house.
Although the underground pits looked quite safe, they smelled like mud. If this wasn't a desert area and it rarely rained, just dealing with the water damage in the pits would have been a big hassle.
There is no such thing as a comfortable house.
Can you live in it
Catwoman was lying on the ground, her front paws gently pulling at the ground, looking extremely tangled.
Roland came to Zhongcheng District.
Compared with the other two areas, Midtown is more beautiful, the roads are wider, and the greenery here is better.
There were big trees that Roland had never seen before. Their dense crowns and leaves completely blocked the sky above the road, making it difficult for sunlight to penetrate.
In the desert, it is not easy to find such greenery.
Roland followed the road and found the school in the Red Magic Tower.
A school with a very exaggerated building area.
The doorway alone is one hundred meters wide and thirty meters high.
The gray-white rock walls stretch out to the left and right of the field of vision, and there seems to be no end in sight.
At the entrance of the school, there is a slightly twisted 'membrane' layer, which is transparent, and you can see the inside of the school through the entrance.
There are many magicians coming and going.
Roland walked over, and there happened to be a young magician in front of him. The young magician saw Roland, but had no intention of giving way. Instead, he walked straight towards Roland.
Seeing this, Roland had no choice but to get out of the way.
The young man passed by Roland, and he didn't even look at Roland. It seemed that Roland's concession was a matter of course.
Um
Roland was a little surprised. Is this man blind, or simply incompetent
He was thinking this as he walked, and then another young magician walked out of the door in front of him.
This man also walked very straight, but the person blocking his path was not Roland, but another magic student that Roland had met, his classmate.
The young magician did not give way. In the end, Roland's classmate took the initiative to give way.
Seeing this, Roland walked over, patted this classmate on the shoulder, and asked, "Everyone here seems to be a little arrogant. Do you know what's going on?"
"This is the custom of the Red Magic Tower. Strong magicians have many privileges. Regardless of your status in the secular world, here, it is etiquette and unspoken rules to make way for high-level magicians. You can even be asked to run errands. .”
Roland sighed slightly.
He was a little disappointed.
It stands to reason that a magic holy place like the Red Magic Tower should be an ivory tower, where everyone learns, discusses magic, and promotes the application and development of magic in a harmonious and fulfilling way.
But I didn't expect that the concept of hierarchy here would be so strong.
But when Roland thought about it, he thought it was reasonable.
After all, even universities in the real world, although they claim to be ivory towers, still have internal struggles within the student union, external oppression of students, fights between associations, weird teacher-student relationships, etc. There are a lot of shit happening, and Roland has seen a few of them with his own eyes. Not to mention what you see on the Internet.
So... it is not strange that there is a hierarchy in the Red Magic Tower.
He understood, but Roland suddenly had much less respect for the red magic tower.
It was carrots and sticks before, but now seeing something like this again, Roland understood one thing.
There is no need to think of the Red Magic Tower as too sacred or transcendent, just think of it as a normal academic organization.
After understanding this, Roland no longer had much respect for the incredibly large building complex in front of him.
The aura faded.
As for the building complex... any third-tier town in the real world can defeat this place.
Patting his classmates on the shoulders, Roland took the initiative to walk into the school gate. When he passed through the barrier, Roland felt the black wooden sign in his clothes get warm.
After entering the school gate, Roland looked around, trying to find where the magic circle for activating the barrier was, but he couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he had to give up the idea and continue walking forward.
Passing through a large white square, Roland saw three buildings in front of him. On the left was a transparent ore shape that he had never seen before, in the middle was obsidian, and on the right was ruby.
One class per building, which is a bit interesting.
Roland looked at the students coming in and out of the Obsidian class. Most of them were Level 5-Lv7, and then looked at the teaching building on the far left.
Most of the students who come in and out of there are Lv7-Lv9, but none of them have reached Lv10, which is the so-called master level.
It seems that master is the passing standard for graduation.
Roland secretly guessed, and then he walked towards the Ruby Building.
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw a group of people surrounding the entrance.
Seeing Roland coming, many people shouted: "The squad leader is here, let him take a look."
what's going on
The crowd made an opening, and Roland walked in and found a man lying on the ground with a large pool of blood on his waist, and Beta was bandaging the man with gauze.
Beta still doesn't know how to heal.
Under normal circumstances, at the same level and with the same equipment, warlocks are much more lethal than mages, but they have a fatal flaw.
All the warlock's spells are automatically understood, that is to say, at a certain level, except for a few bloodline core spells or skills, other spells are 'changed' by randomly rolling dice.
Therefore, some warlocks may not be able to obtain many key super-practical spells in their lifetime.
For example, therapy!
And there are no students around who know the healing arts.
There are three factions of healing techniques, the light-based healing technique, the life-based healing technique, and the hydrotherapy technique of the Water God Cult.
These spells are all divine in nature.
It's just that Malv was so talented that he simulated several magical healing techniques using spell models.
Since then, mages have also had healing abilities.
But whether you can learn it or not is another matter.
Roland flicked his fingers, and white light penetrated into the injured classmate's body.
Everyone around looked at Roland in surprise.
It is not uncommon for a mage who majors in the evocation system to be able to heal, but it is more unusual for such a young man to be able to heal.
Now everyone thinks that Roland majors in the plasticity department.
After all, the small fireball compressed by one hand was so amazing and impressive.
"How did you get injured?" Roland looked around: "Isn't there a teacher to take care of it?"
The injured classmate had his waist and kidney pierced. If an ordinary person suffered such an injury, he would probably go into shock or even die.
However, the vitality of professionals is tenacious, and the puncture wound is not very large, so even a mage can withstand it.
The student said with shame: "Others were giving way to the Obsidian class people. I felt uncomfortable, so I deliberately refused to give way, and then I was injured."
Roland thought to himself, this guy is quite talented.
He looked at the people around him and said, "Okay, don't hang around here. Everyone is fine, go to class."
Although it was only the first day of class, Roland was actually quite prestigious. None of the students present listened to what he said.
Everyone entered the classroom on the first floor. The classroom was very large, and the distance between each desk was quite large.
There is also a book with a white cover on the table.
Roland found a table and sat down, and Beta sat next to him.
Everyone is reading this book, which is about school rules and some special regulations.
Pretty thick.
After Roland watched for a while, Triton came to class.
He first spent an hour talking about some things that new students should pay attention to when enrolling, and then spent another two hours talking about some basic magic knowledge.
Roland knew all this, so he kept reading the school rules.
Unfortunately, I didn't find the information I wanted.
get out of class is over and Trihe is leaving.
Roland stood up and asked, "Teacher, what should I do if I don't want to make way for the students?"
All the students looked at Roland in shock.
Only Beta showed an extremely touching smile.
Ah, Brother Luolan is causing trouble again.
Triton smiled and said: "Then have a fight. If you win one, that person will have to make way for you, as long as no one is killed."
When Roland heard this, he immediately smiled: "So it's that simple."
Then he looked at Beta: "I'll block the door of the meteorite mine class, you block the obsidian class, let's see who can settle things first."
"Okay!" Beta jumped up excitedly.
There was silence in the ruby class.
They seemed to see two madmen.