Mages Are Too OP

Roland was not in a hurry to set off. Since many netizens had different distances from Mori City, everyone agreed on a time on the forum to rush to the woods in the eastern suburbs of Mori City to gather in the eastern suburbs of Mori City within ten days.

There are more than a hundred players who have signed up now, but Roland estimates that only about half of them will arrive successfully.

This is not a matter of modern society. It takes hundreds of kilometers to drive on the highway, or take the high-speed train for a few hours.

This is a different world with extremely backward traffic. More importantly, in addition to the scope of human activities, there are many dangerous no-man’s land between cities, where beasts and monsters roam.

Diseases, climates, emergencies, all have the potential to make people disappear on the journey.

Travelling merchants and traders can make a lot of money, that is they are fighting with their lives.

Unlike Roland, who directly joined the 'power' and had a salary, most of the players were too poor, and then the original players had the flexibility to take advantage of the convenience of the system backpack.

In contrast, it is much more convenient for players to be travel merchants. Once they are professionals, they are quite powerful when they form groups of three or five, and ordinary robbers do not dare to mess around.

And... even if it is robbed, the goods are all placed in the system backpack, and they will not be lost. It is very safe, and it is a big deal to take a detour.

A backpack with 2X2X2 capacity can hold a lot of things, just find those small but more valuable things to transport.

Although it takes more than half a month, you can still earn one or two gold coins

Then other players who wanted to make money followed suit, and after a while, it became a trend of ‘running business’.

Using the forum, they can also communicate what goods are lacking there, and what are the specialties of which city.

Roland stayed in Delbon City to study magic and didn't go out very much, so he didn't know the current state of the players' world.

In addition to the two titles of immortality and immortality, and the son of gold, players now have the title of 'big businessman from another world'.

Those wandering business players are still just the low-level 'economic coolies', and some people at the advanced level have already begun to try to manipulate the prices of certain special items in the city where they are located.

For example, Principal Huang, the group of people around Fan Liuyi.

Of course, these things have little to do with Roland.

After he sent a reply on the forum, he stayed in the magic tower for two more days. After confirming that Old John was very calm after returning, there was no excessive excitement, so he planned to set off.

But before he set off, he went to Hawk and Link specially.

Now that the terminal has begun to take shape, the next step is to 'attract investment' and 'expand channels'.

Hawke sat high and looked at the pier below with a contented face.

For a civil engineering dog, leading and completing a big project is a lifelong thing in itself.

Although this is only in the game.

Roland found Hawke, grabbed two gold coins from the system backpack and put them in Hawke's big hand: "These are twenty gold coins, click on it."

"So much this time?" Hawke's eyes lit up.

Again, the Silver Wing Guild is now using money to pave the way for the future, so they will accept as many gold coins as Roland has.

Roland also sat down and said, "In the past few days, some people have found my statue in Wangcheng and started to learn skills. Now one or two gold coins are credited to the account every day."

"Tsk, it's great to make money while lying down." Hawke sighed.

"The way of your Silver Wing Guild is spread out, and it will be more profitable." Roland looked at the magnificent dock below: "I guess your guild leader wants to get a different world version of a water transportation logistics company."

Hawke smiled and said nothing.

The big guild is so powerful. It has all kinds of talents, and it has sufficient resources. It works in a grand and forward-looking manner.

"The city lord is back, what are your plans?" Roland asked again.

Hawke pointed to the distance and said: "Pay more taxes in exchange for our complete autonomy. We are willing to abide by the rules here, but if they have too much greed, for example, they want to reach out to Silver Wing Water Transportation and Logistics Company. It's impossible. The elites of our Silver Wing Guild have begun to move to this area. How many players do you think can subvert a city?"

"I estimate fifty will do." Roland thought for a while and replied.

Players are immortal, and the players of the big guild are more disciplined, and the commander also has enough experience in 'on paper'.

Some large-scale team battle games, such as Magic Sword OL and Planetary Edge OL, have already improved the 'strategic' vision and on-the-spot command ability of the Great Guild Commander to a certain extent.

Interspersed, divided, and outflanked this kind of sports battle has already been played skillfully in the game.

Moreover, Zhao Kuo, who is talking about soldiers on paper, is not bad, he just met Bai Qi unfortunately.

These commanders are Zhao Kuo, who is only on paper, and have a lot of room for growth, but they are more fortunate than Zhao Kuo, because they can have countless opportunities for trial and error.

NPCs only have one.

And fifty players is only Roland's most conservative estimate.

At this time, Hawk smiled: "We will have 83 guild players coming over."

Hearing this, Roland laughed.

Eighty-three players, eighty-three professionals, and the lords of any city will feel terrified.

"I came here this time, in addition to giving you money, I also want to ask you to help take care of my magic tower!" Roland said slowly, looking at the big river that stretched to the horizon.

"I guessed it would be like this." Hawke sighed lightly: "I also read the forum post and saw your message. I wanted to go too, but I really can't get out of here."

His voice seemed very disappointed, such a special event that was destined to leave a mark in the history of the game, but there was no way to participate. The feeling of scratching his lungs made him extremely unhappy.

Roland smiled and said, "I will help you a little bit more."

"Thank you so much for that." Hawke's voice seemed very resentful. It's really disgusting for a muscle gold steel to make such an expression.

Roland looked disgusted, slapped the goose bumps on his body and left.

He rented a carriage in the city, hired a coachman, and then took the carriage and left Delbon City slowly.

There are no good roads in this world. The carriage walked slowly on the road, but it still swayed.

The shaking made Roland very uncomfortable. Then he turned his attention to the front and saw the driver who was focusing on driving the car.

The coachman was an old, dark man who didn't look strong.

Roland was a little curious: "Why are you willing to travel with me alone? It's a dangerous journey."

The driver did not turn around, his tone was a little timid: "It is better to die on the road than to starve to death. My family is almost out of food to eat."

For the sake of your family, are you not even afraid of danger?

Because this world is too dangerous and the mortality rate is extremely high, please ask guards, coachmen, etc., and generally give half of the deposit in advance.

Roland had already paid the coachman ten silver coins before he set off. These ten silver coins should already be in the hands of his family.

The hire price for this driver is twenty silver coins per trip.

It was very expensive, but Roland felt that the price was too cheap in terms of human life.

Fortunately, nothing major happened along the way. Occasionally, a few starving small beast-eating beasts emerged from the woods on both sides of the road, and they would be directly frozen into ice sculptures by Roland.

Then it becomes the 'dry food' in the hands of the driver.

Four days later, Roland arrived at the outskirts of Morrie City. He handed the remaining ten silver coins to the driver and said at the same time, "If you trust me, you can wait for me in Morrie City, and I will be there in a few days. Return to Delbon City, and then you can take your car again. I just don't know how to find you."

"Master Mage, you can come to the racecourse to find me. I will find a way to stay there."

Roland nodded, and after letting the driver leave, Roland opened the forum, found a map near Mori City posted by a player on the forum, and then clicked on the map to find a gathering place he liked before in a mountain forest.

There are several wooden huts that have been built in the gathering place, and there are several players who look like people around the bonfire in the middle, roasting the meat of unknown beasts, laughing and laughing.

Roland walked over and was immediately discovered by them.

After being stunned for a while, some players shouted in admiration: "Yo, Archmage Roland is here too, come and come, you sit here and eat barbecue first, I'll buy you some oranges..."

Roland smiled suddenly: "Go away, when I haven't read junior high school, how can I say that I am also a person who joined Hongxing after graduating from junior high school."

The other players also laughed immediately.

Sand sculpture players are the easiest to get along with, and if a stalk is connected, it is their own people.

Then Roland mixed in with them and ate barbecued meat.

At the same time, Roland also saw the "Bitter Lord" they were going to help this time, a beautiful girl.

The person who has added charm is really different. This female player is really pretty, a little bit stronger than Vivian.

But when she thinks of her mediocre appearance in reality, she seems to feel that she is not so beautiful again.

Seeing Roland looking at herself, the female player smiled at Roland.

Between the eyebrows, there are a lot of resentments.

"Let's wait for another four days. After four days, the other players should be almost there. As soon as there are enough people, they will launch a strong attack on the city lord."

"Would you like to divide your troops into two, or three, you can make a sound and attack the west."

The players gathered around the bonfire, and you discussed each other with each other.

Roland thought for a while, coughed, and the others stopped discussing immediately.

"The person we want to kill is a city lord." Roland looked around the crowd and continued: "This is not a small nobleman, but a person of considerable weight. If we kill it explicitly, it will definitely cause A violent backlash from the aristocracy."

Everyone frowned. They thought that Roland was going to convince them to give up the operation, but they didn't speak for the time being because they were afraid of guessing wrong. They wanted to wait for Roland to finish.

"This will be very detrimental to our players' future development in this world." Roland continued: "The city lord will kill if he says it, other lords will definitely die, and then our players will definitely become a thorn in the eyes of the nobles, and now we generally have no strength. Get up, if you do this and cause the nobles to denounce us collectively, there will be big trouble."

Finally someone couldn't help but retorted: "You mean, let's not kill?"

"To kill is to kill, but you have to pay attention to the means."