Mages Are Too OP

The middle of the screen is indeed a painting, but it is not a literal painting, but a special cognition intuitively.

Roland recently saw that the spell models he learned were all dots and lines. But this model is a square matrix.

The long and square blocks are stacked together, and the blocks have colors, which are colorful and colorful. The colors look messy, but they have a unique sense of rhythm.

It's like a kind of abstract and retro oil painting.

Then Roland found that he couldn't understand it either.

This thing won't be a building section, but it doesn't look like it.

After watching it for a while, he sent a message to O'Neal: "I don't understand either, can I make a copy? After entering the game, go to Aldo and ask, maybe he can know something."

"It was originally for you, feel free."

After a few more casual chats with O'Neal, the two went offline separately.

Roland helped the family with some housework. At night, he borrowed an ashtray from his father. After washing it clean, he cut out some incense and put it in it.

Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

It may be related to the incense. He meditated very smoothly this time. When he felt numb in his legs and opened his eyes, he found that it was midnight.

"I'm going!" Roland jumped up from the bed, put on pajamas, and lay in the game cabin.

It may be the reason why the meditation effect was so good just now, but he is not sleepy now. It took nearly an hour to turn around in the game cabin before falling asleep.

When I entered the game, I saw Vivian in her study, looking at herself with a ghostly expression, and then her expression immediately became quiet.

Roland calculated that he had not entered the game for three hours, that is to say, the world had been temporarily stopped for nine hours since the last game.

In other words, for about nine hours, he was not in the magic tower.

No wonder Vivian had such an expression.

Roland smiled at her embarrassedly: "Scared you?"

Vivian nodded again and again: "Vice President, you suddenly disappeared, and you haven't seen anyone for several hours. The guard said that you didn't leave the magic tower, so we were scared to look everywhere, but we haven't seen you, and thought you were swallowed by some space gap. , after all, you have been practicing space magic recently."

At this time, Vivian's little face was pale, and it was obvious that she was really frightened.

"This, I'm going back to my original plane." Roland was suddenly curious: "By the way, I just appeared suddenly, right? How did I appear?"

Vivian thought for a while and said, "It was just a green light that suddenly appeared, and then it became your appearance."

Hmm...is this the effect of logging into the game?

Vivian looked at Roland, and suddenly put her hands on the desk and said, "Vice President, if you want to return to your original plane for a long time next time, please tell me, don't worry me."

Looking at Vivian, who had a 'fierce' imposing manner, Roland subconsciously looked at her neckline again, and then moved away after two seconds.

Vivian was startled by the peculiar acuity of women, she blushed immediately, then she straightened her body, gave Roland an angry glance and walked out of the study.

Roland sighed lightly and walked out of the magic tower.

The guards of the two magic towers were relieved when they saw him.

They were really afraid that the vice-chairman would disappear inexplicably.

Roland came to Matou and found Hawk in the biggest house.

At this point Link, and Jett were already here.

When they saw Roland coming in, they all said hello. Hawke cried, "You're an hour late."

"Sorry, I didn't enter the game cabin until 12 o'clock." Roland found a chair and sat down and asked, "Why do you want me to gather here all of a sudden?"

Hawke also sat down, looked around the others, and said: "Next, we have to discuss how to work in Delbon City, everyone is a player, and naturally should be an alliance, some things must be ventilated as soon as possible, otherwise in the future If a conflict of interest arises before communicating, it may be too late.”

"The three of you can't talk about this matter." Roland waved his hand: "I don't have any power."

Hawke chuckled lightly: "Do you think you have no power? The magic tower is your power now. I heard that Aldo doesn't care about anything now, and the apprentices of the entire magic tower are under your control."

The other two laughed lightly.

Roland frowned.

"Anyway, the magic tower has a great influence." Hawke said seriously: "I want to do something in Delbon City, and I want to realize some ambitions here that cannot be realized in the real society, so, I I hope there will be a more benign environment. And we players are naturally more provocative, so I think it is necessary to make things clear now.”

Thinking of dividing the forces so soon?

Roland looked at Hawk for a while, then smiled in his heart. He knows that this is a normal thing, where there are people there will be interests, and now the 'interests' of Delbon City are quite large.

Whether it is Hawke, Link, or Jet, there will definitely be demands.

Roland has his own demands. He only needs gold coins, so he doesn't seem so urgent.

"It seems that you have already negotiated before I came." Roland shook his head: "I am still on the previous condition, I will take a share of the tax of the City Lord's Mansion. As for other sites and forces, I will not ask. Of course , the magic tower is still the same as before, I also hope that what happens to you, don't involve the magic tower."

When I said this, I directly pierced the thin layer of window paper in the four-person room.

Hawke sighed: "Since you have no opinion, that's it."

Roland stood up and smiled: "I have something to do, so I'll go first."

Seeing Roland leave, Link seemed a little lost: "We were obviously comrades fighting side by side yesterday, but today we are like this."

"No way, we have to be responsible for the entire guild." Hawke's face also showed a hint of discomfort: "The president has planned to move the entire guild over, and we must have our own basic plan."

Jeter stood up and said with a smile, "Then I'll go first, I hope everyone will be friends forever and won't meet each other."

Both Hawk and Link nodded.

Roland walked out of the pier and walked in the shade, looking lost.

He can understand Hawke, Link, and even Jett's thoughts, but just because he understands it doesn't mean he won't be depressed.

Yesterday, everyone was good friends, twisted into a rope, but now because of interests, there are obvious precautions and suspicions.

No one can avoid such things as interests, they can't do it, and Roland feels that he can't either.

He walked slowly and came to Aldo's manor.

After seeing the person, Roland put the drawn new model in front of Aldo: "President, do you know what this is?"

Aldo held it for a while, and said with a strange expression, "Where did you get this thing?"

"You know?" Roland was overjoyed.

Aldo nodded: "Magic Array!"