Roland has always felt that it is his responsibility to make it easier for new mages to get started in the path of learning magic.

He planned to give the newcomer some advice, but after he clicked in, he found that he didn't need to speak himself at all.

Enthusiastic players have given the answer.

This is a lucky person who got the virtual cabin from the 'court auction'.

It cost more than four million.

He heard that the mage was very powerful. A big man destroyed half of the guild by himself and demolished the city gate by himself. Then he found a video to watch it. As expected, he was so excited that he couldn't do it himself.

In the post, he asked how to become a powerful mage like that big shot.

‘If you think you have talent, you will have full intellectual growth and mental strength. But I still recommend that you take the 7, 5, 9, 7, 5 balanced point addition method. Friends who have used it say that you can avoid many detours. It is created by the big guys you mentioned. Even O'Neal praised the powerful data.'

‘Why can’t I choose the add-point method of 10 or 6? That guy should be this way of adding point method.’

‘Why? Because there are thousands of mages, Roland only has one.’

‘Maybe I can do it too.’

‘Hahaha, there are many people who think so, but now there is only one Roland.’

‘One upstairs, you can let him try it. If you don’t try it, how can you know how ordinary you are!’

Seeing this, Roland closed the post.

Because he was a little embarrassed to see.

Then, by chance, he saw another post.

"We have already gained a foothold in the suburbs of Sicily, and comrades who are willing to overthrow this decadent world are invited to fight with us"

Roland frowned and clicked into the post.

The content of the post is full of practical information. First, they talked about how they reclaimed a fertile land in the forest of this important commercial town, built many bungalows, built wheat fields, and cleaned water sources. Now they have also brought in many NPs, teaching these NPs what slavery is, what feudalism is, what advanced productivity concepts are, etc.

These np are the sparks of the future.

And they need more players to act as ‘instructors’ and guides to grow their careers.

The replies below the post are quite polarized.

There are many supporters, and there are also many unsupporters, almost half of them.

‘It’s quite interesting, I’m the one.”

‘You’re crazy, it’s just a game, what reforms are going on?’

‘People always have some ideals, and they always have something crazy. I feel very interesting and I am willing to join.’

‘Stop kidding, games are games, don’t do so many things.’

Roland read a few pages of replies. I remember that this player had posted similar posts before. It was only three months before that his own secret base had been built.

Very powerful in action.

But Roland is still not optimistic about their behavior, productivity, and battles. They are all dominated by the other side, and there is also god.

At Falken's funeral, Roland saw the angel falling from the sky and knew that there was a god in this world.

Reform is defeated by God, will they stand by and watch?

Even if you don’t end up in person and send a few sons of gods down, few people can stop it.

Roland is now one of the cutting-edge combat powers among players. He knows too well how effective high-end combat power is in combat or in the battlefield.

He thought about it and left no comments.

Then I went to search for other posts.

About three hours later, it was dawn.

Roland had breakfast with Kaka on the first floor, and then went to another magical tower of the great magician.

As a result... the other party is not there.

Roland shrugged and was leaving the magic tower and returning to the street, but unexpectedly saw a man in black robe pulling a little girl's hair and dragging her on the ground.

The little girl screamed very badly, but the little girl's scream was as loud as she was immediately turned around and punched in the head by the man in black. Roland, who was far away, heard it.

Soon, a wisp of plasma flowed down the little girl's head.

The man in the black robe dressed like a thief who loves to act in the shadows.

There are many people in the surrounding streets and many people watch it, but no one comes up to care.

Roland sighed, walked up and blocked the man in the black robe.

There will be many such things in this world, which is the norm and the prey of the weak.

Roland told himself many times that he couldn't control so much.

But seeing this scene, he couldn't help but stand out.

The man in black robe was stunned when he saw Roland blocking his face and asked, "Your Excellency, what do you mean?"

Roland looked at the other party for a while: "What does it mean to abuse this little girl?"

Hum? The man in black robe looked at Roland's dress and smiled, "Your Excellency is interested in this untouchable?"

"That's not what it means."

"That doesn't matter, I'll give it to you." The man in black robe was hidden in the shadow of his head, but a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Just make a friend."

After the man finished speaking, he pulled the little girl's hair with force and threw her directly in front of Roland.

The girl rolled at Roland's feet, her eyes closed, and had already fallen into a coma.

And the little girl's body was covered with bruises.

Roland's face gradually became colder.

"A warm-hearted mage? It's rare." The man in black robe smiled, but then his expression gradually became solemn: "Wait, are you the son of gold?"

The man in black robe finally discovered that Roland's temperament and expression seemed to be very different from that of normal people.

"So what?" Roland asked lightly.

The man in black robe took a deep breath: "Sorry, I have no intention of irritating you, nor do I want to be an enemy of you."

The man in black robe slowly retreated. After leaving a few meters, he turned into a black shadow and ran away directly against the ground like a snake.

He looked a little embarrassed.

Roland looked at the little girl on the ground, and the plasma flowing from her head had begun to become sticky. He sighed, picked up the little girl, and walked towards the Temple of Life.

The Temple of Life is located on the street not far from the palace and occupies a large piece of land.

The main body of the temple building is about 30 meters high, and the height of the gate is fifteen meters.

Many civilians knelt down and worshiped under the temple. They dared not and could not get close to the temple.

Only nobles and powerful professionals can enter and exit the temple.

Roland hugged the little girl in, and immediately a priest wearing a white background and green edge robe came over. He looked at Roland, then the little girl, and asked kindly, "Do you need treatment?"

Roland nodded.

The male priest pushed away the little girl's hair, looked at the wound, and said, "It's not serious injury, just one silver coin is enough."

Roland placed the little girl flat on the sacrificial platform and took out a silver coin.

The male pastor drew a green light on the little girl's forehead. Then he said, "She will wake up for about half an hour."

Roland had to sit down and wait quietly on the bench next to him.

A black shadow wandered against the corner of the street wall, entered an alley, and then got into the crack of the door of a certain room.

There is a large warehouse inside, with more than a dozen black-robed men dressed in the same dress focusing on it.

The snake-shaped black shadow turned into a human form again. He looked at the only man in black robe sitting and said, "Boss, the target has been stolen."

"Who dares to steal things from our Shadow Assassin's Guild?"

"A son of gold."

"Fake, these damn alien monsters, always come to ruin our good things. What time has it been this month?"
Chapter completed!