Roland returned home, had lunch, took a nap, and then went to the forum to watch other players bragging.
After all, there are half a million players, and there are many people who are willing to share their thoughts and experiences, and Roland is one of them.
He flipped through it slowly, some were bragging, some were talking about the strange customs of their city, and some were talking about the weaknesses and habits of some wild monsters and Warcraft, etc.
Roland watched with great interest.
Everyone who participates in forums knows that once they encounter a topic they like, forums become quite a time-consuming thing.
By the time Roland came to his senses and felt his eyes were raw, it was already evening.
After eating the dinner prepared by my mother, taking a bath, and then walking in the room for a while, I entered the game again.
He first sat in the magic laboratory on the fifth floor to answer questions for the magic apprentices. About half a day later, after he had just eaten the lunch cooked by Vivian, Aldo came to his study.
Vivian was asking Roland a question. She then smiled at Aldo and left Roland's study.
Aldo looked at Vivian's leaving figure and was a little surprised: "You haven't touched her yet?"
Roland twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly. He didn't want to be led by Aldo on the topic, so he asked directly: "President, what do you want to do when you come here this time?"
At this time, Aldo's expression became solemn and he said slowly: "The people from the General Assembly are about to arrive. They will arrive in this city in about an hour."
"Isn't this exactly what you meant?" Roland smiled, finally coming.
Aldo laughed twice: "Yes, I can finally see someone resisting the villains over there. I hope you won't let me down."
"I should hope that the people from the General Assembly will not disappoint me. I hope that they are as domineering, greedy, and arrogant as you said." Roland closed a book, and now he has made new progress in the language proficiency technique he deduced. , can translate language and text at the same time, but it is not 100%. Occasionally, some sentences will sound strange tones: "So what are your plans next?"
"Two giant dragons are fighting. We weak Bibi Rabbits naturally have to hide aside first." President Aldo smiled, not minding his cowardice: "Next, I will disappear for three days because of something important. Magic You can take care of all the big and small things in the tower."
"What if I run away?" Roland asked.
"It doesn't matter if you evacuate the entire magic tower." Aldo shrugged: "Anyway, resources and money will come back sooner or later. And once you take the money and run away, it will be even better. I can use the General Assembly I have issued a bounty order on you, so that you and the Federation will fight to the death."
Hearing this, Roland smiled: "It seems that it's all in your plan!"
Aldo spread his hands proudly: "Okay, it's time for me to leave. If I don't leave, it will be too late."
With these words behind, Aldo left the Magic Tower.
From the high-rise window, Roland watched Aldo's figure disappear into the city's buildings.
If the General Assembly is really what Aldo said, he will confront the General Assembly sooner or later, so it doesn't hurt to be used by Aldo. Anyway, some basic benefits have been obtained now. Gold coins, resources, and books in the library.
During this period of time, he has used the system's built-in camera function to save most of the books in the library during his spare time from magic experiments. This is the essence of a magic tower, even if he is not here now. If you keep doing it, you can still make money.
Besides, he didn't fully trust Aldo, so he would be polite first and then fight.
Don't rush to fall out first.
After waiting for a while, Roland went down to the second floor, rang the golden bell, and gathered all the magic apprentices.
"You have all learned the basics of Mage Hands now, but progress will be much slower just by practicing. It is better to practice." Roland said to them: "There are two sons of gold outside the city who are gathering beggars and even building houses for them. Now you all go out, use the hands of the mage to carry building materials for them, use the hands of the mage to dig holes for them, use it more, it will be of great benefit to the growth of your magic power."
The magic apprentices looked at each other, they had never seen such a task before.
In their impression, the task of mages is not to help identify magic items, but to help deal with some things that only mages can handle better, such as ghost incidents, or negative magical energy invasion incidents.
This was the first time that magic apprentices like them were asked to do civil engineering work.
Seeing the doubts of these magic apprentices, Roland chuckled and said: "This is the branch president's order. If you have any complaints, don't blame me for wearing small shoes for you afterwards."
Upon hearing the threat, the group of magic apprentices immediately lost any objection and expressed their obedience to the branch president's command.
Roland then said to Vivian: "Take the guards with you and let them protect your safety."
Vivian said with some confusion: "But if there are no guards, who will protect the magic tower and your safety, Vice President."
"This is the Magic Tower, how many people dare to come here and cause trouble?" Roland said softly: "Besides, I am the son of gold, so I am not afraid of anything happening."
"Okay, I'll listen to you, Vice President." Vivian bit her red lips gently.
After everyone left the magic tower, Roland returned to the study.
He deliberately kept everyone away because he was afraid that something would really happen. He himself is not afraid of death, but what if the magician who always comes takes his anger out on the magic apprentice
There were so many people, and he was not confident that he could protect them all.
After waiting in the study for a while, I vaguely heard an unhappy voice coming from below the Magic Tower: "Where are the people in the Magic Tower, where did they die?"
Roland stood up and walked down slowly.
When I went down to the first floor, I saw two young people standing on the smooth floor of the first floor. They were wearing magic robes and looked arrogant.
Behind them, there were six men wearing similar magic cannons. Their mental fluctuations were very weak. They should all be magic apprentices.
Roland stood on the stairs, looked at them condescendingly, and asked, knowingly: "Who are you?"
"Magic will always come, why don't you come down to greet them!"
One of the men, who looked like a magic apprentice, shouted sharply.
The two young men standing at the front looked at Roland up and down with a scrutinizing gaze.
Roland looked at them quietly for a while, and then said in a gentle tone: "Well, I understand, please follow."
The expressions of the two young men changed greatly, but neither of them spoke. They just looked at Roland quietly.
The magic apprentice who just spoke said angrily: "Are you a fool? Didn't you understand? We are the ones who will always come, what kind of attitude do you have!"
As expected, Roland felt that Aldo's words were becoming more and more credible. Just as there is a servant, there is also a master.
Another magic apprentice looked around and said angrily: "Where's that despicable guy Aldo? Let him come down to greet us. What's the point of sending a pretty boy out? Where's the woman, where's the banquet to wash away the dust?"
The two young men at the front, who were obviously in charge, still didn't speak, but their eyes became increasingly angry.
This is really... more arrogant than imagined, and completely arrogant.
Roland felt a little pain in his head.
Dealing with such people is actually a very painful thing.
Because it is easy to lose control and hit someone.