Mages Are Too OP

Hearing the words of the goddess of magic, all the players present looked at Roland with the eyes of the enemy.

All kinds of jealousy envy hate.

You already have a beautiful queen, you work as a secretary during the day, you work with the secretary at night, and you are still unclear about the goddess of life. Now the goddess of magic has taken the initiative to invite you to go shopping in front of everyone.

This is the real goddess.

Not the kind of goddess who licks the eyes of dogs.

"can not watch anymore."

"I'm going to drink some soda to flush the citric acid in my stomach."

"I felt the blow of dimensionality reduction."

"I'm fine, I still have a succubus at home, go back to her and comfort her."

"Don't get into the boat line." O'Neill glanced at Roland with a smirk.

Then the people walked away cursing.

The phantom of the goddess of magic sat on Roland's shoulder and smiled: "You people are really interesting. Although they can't see me, they really don't have much fear of me."

"After all, there are no gods in our world."

Misra looked sideways at Roland's face and whispered, "Do you really think there is none?"

"If there was, we should have discovered it long ago."

"Then how did you come here." Misra smiled softly: "Did you come here by your own strength?"

Roland turned his head sharply to look at Misra on his shoulders.

In this way, his mouth was very close to Misra's little phantom man, and he was about a centimeter or two away from kissing him.

But Misra didn't open the distance, she said softly: "Don't be surprised, don't worry, you continue to grow, and one day, you will discover the truth of your world."

"What truth?"

"I don't know." Mi Si stretched out a little finger and pressed it on Roland's lower lip: "I'm not from your world, how can I know. But as long as I have enough strength, everything in the world will be true naturally. The land appears in front of you. Just like all our gods, we vaguely know the origin of your golden son."

Roland was silent. The words of the goddess of magic made him more and more believe that this world is not a game.

Although I was already extremely suspicious, my guess and someone's confirmation are two different feelings.

After a while, Roland let out a long breath.

Do you have a god in your own world?

This is a refreshing thing.

"Okay, don't talk about these things, you will know sooner or later." The magic goddess pressed Roland's face: "Take me to the city, after all, I don't have much divine power, so I can't last long. It's time."

"it is good."

Roland walked out of the temporary meeting room and walked on the streets of Wetland City.

This city, which is completely built by players, is completely different from other cities.

Whether it is from the layout, or infrastructure, as well as the core of the system.

Not to mention the nearly 40-meter-wide main road, the drainage system next to the main road alone killed all human cities, including the King City of France.

In addition, the city is quite clean. There are many hawkers on the streets, but it is very clean and there is almost no garbage.

The goddess of magic sat on Roland's shoulders and saw all this in her eyes. Then she pointed to the street vendor and asked Roland to take her there with great interest.

At this point they had reached the Art Street.

To be honest, the aesthetic vision of artworks in the information age is much higher than this world.

There are wood carvings, clay carvings, and sand carvings here.

Some help people paint, help people do interior design, everything.

And there are many types of artworks, such as Pokemon, anthropomorphic animals, and even models of guns and mechanical robots.

All players set up stalls here.

Then those game NPC tourists or businessmen who pass by here will come to this street for a walk, which is already one of the 'scenic spots' of Wetland City.

The exotic-style artwork of the Son of Gold has gradually spread all over the world. It is unreasonable to come here and not pack some artwork from the Son of Gold.

The other most famous attraction is the food street next door.

If the craft market can make people feel the shock of art, then the food street can be addictive.

There are all kinds of food on this street.

From snacks to large meals, there are also many top delicacies made with local ingredients and the concept of global cuisine.

For example, Longxiang Yukong uses Yalong thigh bones, boiled in broth for a day and a night, served with meatballs made of minced tender Yalong thigh meat, and simmered in a casserole for three hours. Sprinkle with something like chives to taste, and you're done with this insanely delicious meatball.

Similar to Yebo Fengqiao, the main material is the black devil belly snake.

Earth Blast Star, the main material is unicornuate rabbit meat,

The Wrath of the Undead, the main material is the rabbit head... But this thing is only the player's favorite, and the NPC in this world will take three steps back when he sees it.

There are many similar new dishes. After all, there are too many people who can cook.

There was once a businessman from a remote desert kingdom who shipped desert specialties here, made a lot of money, and said he would eat up the city's delicacies within a month.

As a result... a year has passed, and he hasn't even finished one-third of the food. In the end, the money he carried is almost gone, and he was dragged away by his companions desperately.

When he left the Wetland City, he cried miserably.

And shouted: If I knew I should have brought more money, I should have...

Roland took the goddess of magic to the handicraft street and the food street, and finally came to the city hall.

It is also very lively here. After all, the first floor here is the mercenary guild. A large number of players receive quests here, and there are also many NPCs who come from other places to issue quests here, specifying that the Son of Gold will complete them.

Players are now the most creditworthy among the mercenary groups.

When many NPC mercenaries take on tasks, they will turn into robbers from time to time, kill their employers, and then flee to other cities or countries to start over.

But the son of gold took the task, and such a thing has never happened for the time being.

If the task fails, they will even take the initiative to compensate the employer's family members and help you finish the funeral, so kind that people can't believe they are human.

Who doesn't like such a thoughtful and perfect sense of service.

Therefore, if they encounter a lot of troubles and do not involve evil tasks, they will try their best to designate the Son of Gold to complete them.

Seeing this, two hours have passed.

The avatar of the goddess of magic is getting lighter and lighter, and it has become translucent.

"It's really a vibrant city." Misra sighed, "If only my kingdom of God was like this."

There was a hint of loneliness in her tone.

At this time, a woman came from not far away.

Roland knew her, Solisa of the Phoenix Guild.

She walked up to Roland and said in surprise: "It's really rare to see you on the street, you research madman is not in the research room... Then again, what is this mass of mosaics on your shoulders?"

Misra came into the world with a small amount of divine power to create a clone. If they didn't know in advance, ordinary people would not be able to feel her body or see her appearance.

"It's really a little girl who can't speak." Misra pouted, and then said to Roland: "Okay, I'll go first, and chat with me later when I have time."

Then her clone turned into a wisp of light and dust floated upward and disappeared.

Solisa was stunned: "I seem to feel a huge, sacred spiritual force..."

Roland asked aloud, "You seem to have something to do with me?"

"Yes." Solisa nodded and said, "Don't you want to build a magic association?"

"It's already under construction."

"I have a similar idea. I want to build a magic tower, specializing in summoning magic, and only accept women."

Roland and Solisa are both celebrities among the players. The two of them stood on the street talking and didn't move, which attracted the attention of many people.

"Let's talk as we walk." Roland took the initiative to take a step forward and said, "So have you chosen a land in the city? There are not many sites with enough area now."

"It's been chosen, not in Wetland City, in the deep mountains and old forests without people." Solisa smiled.

"Why?" Roland felt strange: "This is the base camp of the players, it's my own people, and I have the same view of consciousness. If there are difficulties, isn't it good for everyone to develop together as a group?"

Solisa's expression was very strange. She looked at Roland and complained a little, but she seemed helpless. Finally, she pointed to the succubus that could be seen everywhere on the street and said, "You think this city is full of such creatures. Do we women have anything to say?"

Oh... Roland was speechless for a moment.

This is indeed his pot.

Originally female players were very competitive.

Their number is already small, less than 50,000...about 9.4% of the entire player group. As we all know, the smaller the number of anything, the more precious it is.

Not to mention the girls who play games.

Girls are very popular among male gamers, and their status is even high.

There are even countless licking dogs willing to do anything to please them.

But as soon as the succubus came out...their status plummeted.

After all, male players also have self-esteem. Before the imbalance between supply and demand, in order to compete, they had to lick dogs.

But licking and being licked... Most men actually want to be licked.

And succubuses like to lick human beings the most, especially male players with good health and average temperament. Compared with other races, they are gentle and considerate males.

Lick it up.

Then there are no male players willing to fall in love with female players.

They tried their best to save money, and they also wanted to contract a succubus.

The status of female players has plummeted.

In just a few months, the girls players have experienced a transformation from a crowded city to a deserted one.

It can be described as a double world of ice and fire.

Seeing Roland's guilty expression, Solisa sighed: "Actually, I don't blame you, it's just a normal market choice. We no longer want to stay in this city, but we also know that as players, we can't be with men The player group is completely fragmented, so you must choose a place far away from the Wetland City to build a magic tower, but when you need it, you can come here immediately."

Roland understood the other party's purpose of coming to him: "Do you want to teleport the magic circle?"