Mages Are Too OP

The day after the selection, the children went to 'school'.

The tuition fee is of course to be paid, two semesters a year, one gold coin per semester.

According to the curriculum set by Roland, they had to study for at least five years before they could barely be regarded as 'apprentices', becoming useful magic apprentices, or full-fledged mages.

The children of poor families could not afford the money, but Roland made them sign a rather loose written contract. They can exempt some or all of the tuition fees through their own labor and help the magic tower, depending on how much work you have done.

Moreover, the repayment period is relaxed to the point of thirty years, and no interest is charged.

In other words, if the apprentice is willing to stay in the magic tower for a few more years after leaving the apprenticeship and help with some work, the tuition fee will be paid off soon. After all, it is easy for a magician to make money, and it is almost equivalent to teaching and training them for free.

All the civilian apprentices have signed. Although they are still young, they are very clear that this is their only chance to break away from the existing class and climb up. Even if the conditions are more than ten times harsher, they will sign.

There are also some businessmen with not so good family conditions, as well as the children of the poor nobles also signed.

On the first day of teaching, I encountered some small troubles. Most of the noble children were literate, while none of the commoners were literate.

How can a magician be illiterate!

Therefore, the last two classes were adjusted, and the literate class was temporarily divided into one class, and the illiterate class was divided into another class.

In essence, it is class division.

After Roland waited for a year, let the civilian children recognize all the characters, and then divided into groups and mixed groups.

Because the difference between the nobles and the commoners was already clear, and there was a huge class gap, if they were taught separately, then the two sides would definitely form two groups that would not communicate with each other, and might even be hostile.

So after the common people are literate, the two classes have to be remixed.

It is also necessary to conduct ideological and moral guidance.

After the classes were divided, Roland and Vincent ignored it for the time being.

After all, it's just teaching literacy, and teaching them basic magic knowledge, such as how to perceive elements and so on.

This knowledge can be taught by Vivian and others, and it is not the turn of Roland and Vincent's two 'Ding Hai Shen Zhen' to take action.

At this time, the two were sitting in the laboratory drinking fruit wine and chatting.

"I have a question." Vincent took a sip of fruit wine and asked, "Will our organization accept players in the future?"

"Of course I accept it."

Vincent frowned and said: "But the players are too detached and too troublesome. We are players ourselves, and we are very aware of the virtues of these people. I'm afraid we can't hold back."

"You're right." Roland thought for a while and said, "Then only allow players who have been approved by us to come in. If the number is not large, there should be no problem."

Vincent stood up with a glass of wine, he walked to the window, looked at the teaching building not far away, and smiled: "Do you think we can see these children grow up?"

"It's like we're going to die soon." Roland thought it was a little funny.

"No, I'm worried about the server being shut down." Vincent said with a long sigh: "It's been more than a year since the game was launched. It's a test, is there such a long test? The game cabin hasn't been built for more than a year. One, the recharge system has not been opened, and many local tyrants can’t do it. What’s more outrageous is that the virtual cabins on the market have now reached 5 million, which is 100 times the original. There is still no official outflow. A virtual cabin is still priceless."

Roland was also silent.

He knew what Vincent said was the truth.

Capital is born to make money, but until now, except for the initial 500,000 virtual cabins sold for a little money, until now, I have never seen the game official earn even a penny.

Even if it is a free game, even if you don't sell krypton gold props, you should at least open a few advertising spaces.

Yet it didn't either.

500,000 virtual cabins sold for 25 billion, but for such an unprecedented large-scale technology project, anyone with a little common sense will know how much money it will burn.

How long can 25 billion burn?

The maintenance of servers, the erection and maintenance of communication equipment, and even the wages of maintenance personnel should not be a small sum.

Roland estimates that 25 billion should be almost burned now.

After another year and a half of burning, it should be the end.

Roland thought about it and said, "Maybe, when they are short of money, they will find a way to make money."

"I don't think it's possible." Vincent shook his head: "The same sentence, the capital company wants to make a profit. Now this game and this virtual cabin are already perfect. Why don't they make money? Why? Open Krypton one day later. In the gold system, they make less money by one day, which is totally against the character of capitalists.”

"So what do you think is the reason why the game company can't open the krypton gold system?" Roland asked: "You are the second-generation rich, did you hear any inside information?"

Vincent raised his eyebrows, looking a little surprised: "Your intuition is quite sharp!"

"It seems so."

Vincent nodded.

"Can you say anything?"

"I don't dare to say it outside, but here, I don't think it's a problem." Vincent said: "Many people already know the meaning of the virtual cabin now, which is the second life. Some people with more background... You know, their children sneered at this thing before, and now it's too late to regret it. But they can't forcefully grab it, what is the society now, the public opinion society! One is bad, it's a matter of cheating parents, so they convince themselves Parents, join forces and put pressure on game companies to change some local policies, related to games. This is a very reasonable approach, and no one can say anything.”

Roland frowned.

"And then there are bald eagles, white elephants, chickens and other countries outside to jointly put pressure on the game officials to hand over their technology. Why, it's not enough to kill the special alloy material, but I don't want to build another virtual cabin, and I don't know why!"

Hearing this, Roland also felt that things seemed to be a little bad.

He also doesn't understand, the official will just do more virtual cabins, why not?

Do you have to fight against so many forces? So tough?

Are you afraid that if there are more than 100,000 people in the game world, 200,000 people will collapse?

What are the game officials thinking?

Roland felt that he couldn't understand the official brain circuit of the game at all.

Vincent continued: "Anyway, if it goes on like this, I'm not very optimistic about the future of the official game. Unless they announce to the outside world and build more virtual cabins."

Roland felt a little sad. He liked this world and this game very much.

Now his future is tied to the game.

If the game is gone, his bright future will have to be shattered again.

I feel uncomfortable thinking about it.