Roland left after training in the swordsmanship gym all morning.
Before he rode his bicycle away, Qi Shaoqiu stood in front of his car, took out the cigarette case from his bag, knocked it a few times, poured out a cigarette and lit it for himself, and then asked: "Are you coming in the afternoon? Training is like If you don't advance, you will retreat. If you have more time, you can continue to come here in the afternoon. Don't you want to practice faster? "
Roland shook his head: "I have something else to do in the afternoon."
Then Roland rode away. He did have something to do in the afternoon. There are now more and more strategy posts and experience posts on the forum, such as national geography, human relations and customs, and some secrets about NPC forces, etc. They are all worthy of Roland's note. Maybe he can use them in the future. Come in handy. And in addition to these, you need to understand the experiences and combat styles of other professions.
Although Roland has always felt that this game is not simple, the players are immortal and will definitely not act so 'cautiously', and there will definitely be conflicts in the future.
If you don't have any understanding of other professions, it won't be fun if there is a conflict.
Watching Roland ride away, Qi Shaoqiu turned his head and found that his little sister was also pushing a bicycle out.
"What are you going to do?" Qi Shaoqiu asked curiously.
Xisha replied calmly: "Go out to buy groceries."
"Didn't you buy some in the early morning?" Qi Shaoqiu felt a little strange.
"Can't I suddenly have something to eat?" Xisha said angrily, and then left on his bicycle.
Qi Shaoqiu shouted at her back: "Then when will you come back to cook."
Xisha ignored him.
Qi Shaoqiu sat down on the clean concrete floor in frustration. Four young relatives came over and asked worriedly: "Cousin, aren't you going to help us cook?"
"Go away, go back to your own homes and eat."
Qi Shaoqiu said angrily. He took another deep drag on the cigarette and then spit it out.
Oh... The four teenagers hesitated for a while and then left.
Qi Shaoqiu waited for nearly an hour, but he still hadn't seen his little sister come back. When he was about to order a takeaway, he saw his little sister coming back. The basket in front of the bicycle contains two vegetables and a book.
Qi Shaoqiu, who was overjoyed, went up to him and shouted: "Little sister, you are finally back. I thought you didn't care about my life or death."
While he was talking, he took a peek at Cai Lanzi and found that the cover of the book read: "A delicate breakfast full of affection, which will make your lover happy."
When Qi Shaoqiu saw the title of the book, he suddenly felt mixed emotions... His little sister, a big cabbage, actually took the initiative to criticize other people's fat pigs. It was really sad.
Xisha noticed her elder brother's furtive gaze, turned slightly red, and stared at him viciously.
Qi Shaoqiu immediately pretended not to see anything.
After Roland returned home, he had lunch, took a nap as usual, and then started browsing the forum.
Brush until you enter the game at night.
In the magic tower, he deduced the language proficiency operation for about two hours. He felt a little dizzy and stood up.
Looking out the window, most areas of the city are dark, with only the direction of the castle being bright.
There seems to be a party.
"It must be that someone from the General Association went to the City Lord's Mansion to sleep in a room." Roland muttered funny.
In fact, he guessed correctly. The banquet in the castle at this time was hosted by John, and the purpose was to entertain Bud and others.
A nobleman and a magician. Such an identity is popular everywhere...except among players.
The banquet at the castle was a happy one. Luxurious glasses that are ten times more expensive than the untouchables contain red or yellow fruit wine. The nobles take a sip, make delicious expressions, and then brag to each other to the people around them.
On the balcony on the second floor, John and Bud looked condescendingly at the crowd in the banquet hall below, their expressions seemed a little playful.
Bud took a sip of the fruit wine and said, "These people have noble status, but they don't have noble souls. It's very boring."
"What kind of soul is considered noble?" Bud asked with a smile.
"Like Lord Bard." John said: "They are magicians and have a noble identity. Such souls are noble, and they are just puppets with empty bodies, poor souls, and no self. Not as good as civilians.”
Bud gently shook his wine glass: "Sir John, your requirements are too strict. I think they are pretty good."
"If it was a month ago, I would have accepted their incompetence." John sighed: "But after seeing more talents, I found that these people are really useless. That is, they cannot defend the city, or They fought for the country, and now they don’t even want to pay taxes.”
Bard chuckled. Not many nobles wanted to pay taxes. This was normal.
Then he asked curiously: "What is the reason that makes your Excellency have opinions about them!"
He hesitated for a while, as if he didn't want to say anything, but after a while, he still said slowly: "Some time ago, two people came to our city, and later we found out that they were the sons of gold."
"Wait, what is the Golden Son?" Bard asked in surprise.
John looked at him with wide eyes: "You don't even know who the Golden Son is?"
Bud shook his head, and then his face smiled: "Sir John, can you tell me about the Golden Son?"
"The Sons of Gold are immortal, humans from another dimension." John smiled and said, "They tend to be neutral and kind..."
Bud was shocked: "What did you say? Immortality, this is impossible, this must be untrue news."
John reacted and looked at the other party with a strange look: "How is it impossible! I saw with my own eyes that even if those two guys were chopped into pieces, their bodies could reappear from the Temple of Life. I'm surprised, logically speaking , the news in the royal city should be better informed, how could you not know about the appearance of the Golden Son?"
Bud still thought the news was ridiculous, but looking at John's appearance, it didn't look like he was lying to him, and there was no need for the other party to lie to him.
"Sir John, can you tell me about the Golden Son?"
About half an hour later, John finished speaking, and Bud was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly raised his head and drank his fruit wine. His posture and expression no longer looked elegant, but looked a little nervous.
"One of the golden sons is called Roland?"
John nodded.
Bud was stunned. He slowly sat back on the chair, not knowing what he was thinking.
John looked at him like this with a smile on his lips: "I also heard a rumor that the bodies of the two golden sons were secretly hidden by some nobles after their deaths. It is said that some people tasted them, and they seemed to have some Special effects!”
Bud's eyes were stunned: "What effect?"
"You're several years younger!"