Mages Are Too OP

Hearing that Roland was leaving, Vivian wanted to say that she would go too.

But she thought about it, no matter the magic tower or the manor, it really needs people to sit in. And Roland can entrust such an important task to himself, which means that he is indeed a very trusted person in his heart.

Thinking of this, she felt a lot happier.

Roland continued: "In order to prevent you from being bullied, White Amber will stay by your side and can protect and assist you. In addition, it has the ability of mental communication and can talk to me from a distance. If something happens, you can tell me. I, I will find a way to get back in time."

Vivian nodded, indicating that she understood.

Indeed, if it is only herself, it is difficult to convince the public.

But with a white amber, the situation is completely different.

The level of the magic pet is bound to the master of the magician, that is to say, now the white amber also has LV5 level. Although it does not look very strong, its strength is only a little worse than that of Roland. Compared with ordinary magic apprentices, there are also Low-level warriors are also crushing level, Vivian and white amber, I dare not say that they are too strong, but at least in Delbon City, there are only three players who are stronger than her.

Vivian thought for a while and asked, "When are you leaving?"

"The day after tomorrow."

"Then I will cook some delicious food in the manor tomorrow and see you off."

Roland smiled and said, "Thank you."

Although Vivienne made pastries in the game world, or some simple baked food, the taste was actually okay, of course not delicious, but it was better than the outside hotels or the things sold in the hotels.

Vivian smiled happily and went downstairs with Bai Amber in her arms.

The reason why the girl is so happy is because the way she gets along gives her an atmosphere where the 'wife' makes something for the 'husband' to eat.

Make her heart beat faster.

After the girl left, the room became quiet again.

Roland began to think about things in the real world.

Because of the relationship of "drunk oxygen", in reality, his head is dizzy. As long as he thinks about problems, he will feel a throbbing pain in his brain.

And people are also very sleepy, so as soon as they climbed into the virtual cabin, they fell asleep almost in seconds, and fell asleep as soon as they closed their eyes.

So he can only think about the problems encountered during the day in the game.

What exactly is that mass of energy?

Incense?

Reiki?

Or... the magic element of the real world?

Either way, it's true that it has an effect on the body. And at this time, Roland was glad that he kept an eye on it, and waited until the energy group became very small before going up and grabbing it in his hand.

If it was the size of a basketball and ran over, it would most likely fall into a coma on the crossbar on the spot, and then fall from a height of several meters.

Roland tapped lightly on the table with his right index finger.

The result of the doctor's test was 'oxygen intoxication. ’

In other words, that thing caused him to have a physiological change that was very similar to this condition, so that the doctor misdiagnosed.

Also...not necessarily a misdiagnosis.

That thing was running around in his body, and it had a chemical reaction with blood or some body substances, and produced oxygen molecules that exceeded the standard in the body... Or, there is another possibility.

That thing directly replaced the role of oxygen in the body and repelled the oxygen molecules, which made the body's disguised oxygen molecules exceed the standard.

Just thinking of this, Roland felt a little ridiculous.

The human body has long been accustomed to using oxygen molecules for energy transport and energy exchange, how could it be so easily replaced.

In general, Roland felt that the first guess was more likely.

When that thing works in the body, it will react with certain substances in the body to produce a lot of oxygen.

Just what is that thing?

The problem is back to the beginning.

Roland thought for a while, and because there was not enough information, he felt that all three options seemed possible.

But whether it is spiritual power, incense or magic power, it is a kind of energy after all.

What he has to do is to wait for the game to be over, to wait for his actual body to get better, and then try again to see if he can find such energy from other places.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he was a little frustrated. The next ancestor worship in the family will be a year later. If you make an idea for someone else's ancestral hall, it will also be half a year later... About half a year later will be the Qingming Festival.

He let out a long sigh.

It's so frustrating, let's do some magic experiments to change my mood.

It's cool to do magic experiments for a while, and it's always cool to do it all the time.

After the cool down, it's time for the game to end today. Roland climbed out of the virtual cabin, stretched out, and then with agile hands, jumped out of the virtual cabin sideways.

After taking two steps, he suddenly froze.

In the game, he checked the Internet, and the symptoms of drunk oxygen were lethargic and weak, and it was impossible to recover if he didn't sleep for a few days.

But now... he feels that his spirit is very active, his state is too good, and the drowsiness that he had just woken up has disappeared without a trace.

He went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror.

The young man's face in the mirror became even whiter, not that pale, but jade white.

And the lips that were originally dark red have become pink.

It has a bit of a sissy vibe.

Gan!

Did this effect happen overnight?

What the hell is that energy?

Roland felt that his head was a little big. He washed his face, but after washing it, it seemed to be even whiter.

Hmm, that's kind of disgusting.

Roland couldn't accept his new image for a while.

He sighed in the bathroom for a while, and then he rode the shared bicycle to the Sword Art Museum unhappily.

Qi Shaoqiu was at the entrance of the Sword Art Museum with his Jiatianxia cigarette in his mouth, which seemed to last forever, leaning against the wall, posing with his arms on his chest.

Roland, who was riding a bicycle, stopped in front of him, looked him up and down for a while, and said with a smile, "You're in a good mood, you're actually pretending to be here!"

Qi Shaoqiu gave Roland an irritated glance, and stood up straight: "It's so ugly, you can't even make me squirm?"

"What is it that makes you so happy?"

"Does it count as four more students?"

"Four, shouldn't it be five?" Roland was a little surprised.

"There's a guy named Beta who didn't join our swordsmanship hall." Qi Shaoqiu said regretfully: "He said he still has to go to school and is often outside, forget it."

Roland put the bicycle away and said to him, "Congratulations."

"I know those are your friends, thank you."

"Don't thank me." Roland waved his hand: "It's all paid by Li Lin's local tyrant."

Qi Shaoqiu nodded: "I know. But I believe in fate... If you hadn't come to us to learn swordsmanship, Li Lin wouldn't have come. If he didn't come, he wouldn't have joined your friends. So everything The source is still in you."

"It's just a few people. Although there are hundreds of thousands of tuition fees, you may not guarantee that someone will come in the future." Roland shook his head: "So I don't want to take credit for this."

Qi Shaoqiu laughed lightly: "You don't understand this. When a dojo becomes popular, it will absorb more popularity. You guys will practice here every day from now on, and you will soon be able to bring me new ones. Student. Just like when I taught the children of relatives to learn martial arts during the summer vacation, I brought you here."

Because school started, those children had no time and gradually stopped coming.

This is Qi Shaoqiu's expectation. His swordsmanship hall has been open for more than a year, and now there are a few real students.

"Then I wish you more students in the future." Roland learned from Jianghu people to fold their fists and congratulate.

Qi Shaoqiu also clenched his fists in return and laughed: "I accept your auspicious words...Wait."

He suddenly let out a strange cry, looked at Roland for a while, and then said with wide eyes, "You actually got started?"

"What kind of entry?" Roland was stunned: "Swordsmanship? I have already entered the entry, and in a few months, I will be able to overturn you."

"No, I'm talking about family health preservation." Qi Shaoqiu circled around Roland, tsk tsk tsk: "You feel similar to your sister now, it's a kind of immortal style."

Is this a starter?

Ah, yes! Xisha is also very white, so white that it doesn't look like a normal person, but it doesn't make people feel awkward.

Is that the case?

Has Xisha also sucked that peculiar energy ball?

"I'm getting started, what peculiar phenomena will happen next?" Roland asked.

Qi Shaoqiu waved his hand vigorously: "I don't know, I haven't practiced, you go ask my sister."

Roland sighed, came to the kitchen next to the iron shed, opened the door, and saw Xisha, a tall and slender man working in front of the stove.

There is a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus in the kitchen... It is obviously not the season for sweet-scented osmanthus to bloom.

Hearing the voice, Xisha turned around, saw Roland, and showed an indifferent smile: "Come on! Hurry up and sit down, breakfast will be ready... Well, are you getting started?"

Xisha's smile in front was the same as before, but in the second half of the sentence, Xisha's expression showed a rare surprise expression.

It was the first time Roland saw such an expression, and for a moment he felt that Xisha seemed a little cute.

"I don't know, it should be the entry." Roland thought for a while and said, "I went to worship my ancestors yesterday, and then I felt a burst of energy in the ancestral hall, so I inhaled some... um, what's wrong?"

At this time, Xisha's face changed greatly, she rushed over, pressed Roland's left hand and started to feel the pulse, with a panicked face.

After a while, her face gradually calmed down, and then she looked at Roland's surprised face again, and then threw Roland's hand aside as if she got a hot iron.

"You actually scare me on purpose?"

Her face was a little red, and although she tried her best to make a cold expression, no matter how you looked at her expression or listened to her tone, it seemed like she was acting like a spoiled child.

Roland shook his head: "I didn't scare you. When I was really worshipping my ancestors yesterday, I felt a burst of energy..."

Xisha patted his palm lightly, it didn't hurt at all, and then said: "Isn't it written in my notebook? You can't go to places with heavy yin, and practice exercises during thunderstorms, it will be easy to practice. questionable."

Oh... Roland thought about it for a while, and thought it was okay, let's not talk about that ball of energy.

He stood up, walked to the window to have a look, and found that some of his friends hadn't come yet, so he asked, "Didn't you tell Li Lin and the others that there is breakfast here?"

"Only the first student, that is, you can have breakfast here." Xisha replied with a calm expression and demeanor, she brought the excellent 'five-color porridge' to Roland and said slowly: " In the future, there will be more and more people, and it is impossible for me to make breakfast for so many people, so only you have this privilege."

Roland was a little proud after listening to it: "Then didn't I earn it? Haha, Shuke Lilin and the others will be envious to death."

Xisha twitched the corners of his mouth and sighed without a trace.