Mages Are Too OP

This little ball of light is the fragile soul of the young mother.

No consciousness, no intelligence, just a group of energy that is worried about her daughter's safety.

Even if Roland didn't touch her, she would disappear completely after an hour or two.

After all, there is no paradise for souls in this world, and any soul is destined to not last long.

Maybe... but Roland didn't find it.

So Roland sucked her into his soul without any psychological burden.

Compared with Roland, the soul of this young mother is too small. Once it entered Roland's head, it was dissolved into countless fragments by the huge soul.

Many thought fragments spread out in Roland's consciousness.

Most of the memories seen are recent.

After all, the closer the time, the clearer the memory.

After searching all the records, Roland quickly found the picture about the young mother after the accident.

In the vision of her soul, there is a sphere of light similar to her own, right next to her.

But this sphere of light was much bigger and brighter than hers.

She has an instinct to rely on the past.

But then two silhouettes suddenly appeared, one white and one gold, both exuding a strong light, and they could not see clearly.

The white one also stretched out his hand and squeaked, hitting the small ball of light aside.

Then they took the big ball of light, flew into a strange door of light and disappeared.

After reading this memory, Roland opened his eyes and swayed slightly.

A bodyguard next to him came up and asked in a low voice, "Boss, are you alright?"

It is a habit in the system to call leaders 'boss' outside. When performing some confidential tasks or when going out and need to keep identities confidential, in order to distinguish the relationship between superiors and subordinates, they will follow the trend of calling leaders 'boss'.

This way of confidentiality is strong, after all, the whole world is calling someone else's boss.

It is always more confidential than the title of "Director Huang" and "Director Huang".

Roland waved his hand, said thank you, and rode his bicycle home, with two bodyguards following him.

His parents were naturally very happy to see him back.

But they also heard about Beta. After all, in the past few years, Beta and other basic friends have visited the house, and the two old people also know him.

Knowing that Beta died so tragically, the two old people were also sighed.

Arrange for the two bodyguards to sleep in the guest room.

Roland went back to his room.

Lying on the bed, he kept thinking, where did the space door lead to, and whether Beta's soul was sent away.

Is Beta still alive somewhere else?

Such a mess went around in his mind, and after two hours, he gradually fell asleep.

After a night of sleep, Roland followed the car to the crematorium based on the phone number from Shuke.

The customs here in the southern border are relatively retro. Although burial is no longer allowed, a mourning hall was temporarily set up before the cremation, and a funeral master was invited to recite the scriptures.

Many people came to the mourning hall. On the side of the dead young mother, several representatives were also sent here. After all, Beta was to save their relatives, and the little girl came back, otherwise he would definitely be able to escape.

Funeral masters who were dressed in strange clothes, who were not monks or monks, began to bounce around, blowing suona and knocking wooden fish.

They also sing traditional ceremonies for parting from the living and the dead.

After more than three hours, Beta's father turned white for most of the night, and his mother still did not wake up in the hospital.

All relatives and friends know that this home is gone.

The two old people will be almost immortal in the future.

The misery of a family who lost an only child is beyond anyone's imagination.

All the friends from F6 came. Looking at the posthumous photo of Beta in the mourning hall, the more emotional Hussere and Rafa cried out on the spot.

Roland also felt that his nose was terribly sore, and his heart was blocked.

After staying at home for two more days, Roland then returned to the base.

Now that Andonara feels safe enough, Roland has been missing for a short period of time, and there is no problem for her.

Roland thought that Beta's matter was over, but he didn't expect that things were still very troublesome.

He hid in the floating city to conduct magic experiments.

The master architects gave priority to building his laboratory.

He didn't even stay for half a month of quiet days, and Shuke @ him in the guild chat system.

Shuke: Roland, Wetland City is in trouble. You go over first to help stabilize the situation, and I'll be there later. Li Lin and the others have already rushed over.

When Roland saw this, he knew what was going on.

He immediately started the floating city, and it took him more than half a day to fly to the top of the wetland.

At this time, the City Lord's Mansion was already in a mess.

Most of the staff were hiding, and in the city hall, two groups of people were confronting.

Roland took a closer look and found that on one side were Li Lin and the others, while the other side was a small group formed by several well-known live broadcast UP masters, headed by the chairman of the cornucopia, Charles.

Li Lin pointed to Charles' nose and shouted, "This is Beta's territory, what are you doing here in the Cornucopia Guild? I repeat, get out."

"Beta is dead, then the Wetland City is naturally an ownerless thing. What's wrong with the capable people?" Charles smiled, then looked at several UP masters, and said, "Netizens who are watching the live broadcast, are you right? ? This Wetland City was indeed built by Beta first, but it is the result of the joint efforts of all our players to build it into the prosperous appearance it is now."

"That's not the reason why your Cornucopia Guild is going to be the lord. When will it be your turn, the unscrupulous organization of the Cornucopia."

"There is no such thing as unscrupulous or unscrupulous in business, there are only rules." Charles said indifferently: "Whether we are qualified to talk about the cornucopia, do you have qualifications? When we were building Wetland City, a few of you were there. Where? On a woman's belly, or in some brothel?"

The faces of Li Lin and the others became ashen.

It is no secret that the maids of the Temple of Love can now help players level up.

As the people who discovered this secret the most... Naturally, they took advantage of it.

Now it's the female priests of the Temple of Love, it's not enough... There are too many male players.

There was a roar in the live broadcast room.

Although many netizens yearn for the open-air conference, in most cases, especially in public places, they will still be spurned by others.

Seeing that Li Lin and others were speechless, Charles, who had already occupied the moral high ground, said with a smile: "So, Wetland City is everyone's city, and everyone should decide the ownership of the next city."

"I do not think so."

Roland walked up.

Seeing Roland, Charles didn't show any special expression. It would be better to say that Roland's appearance was completely what he expected.

F6 is very united, and the presidents of the various guilds are very clear.

"Oh, the first master of the whole server is here. Do you think that you should be the owner of this wetland city?"

Charles yin and yang was angry, and he was in the fire.

Several UP masters were broadcasting live, and some even made sarcastic remarks.

'The number one master in the whole server, it's normal to be a little greedy. ’

'There is nothing wrong with eating brother's inheritance. ’

'I heard that there are two beautiful maids hidden in Beta's room, I guess Roland will also receive them together. He doesn't like wives the most, haha. ’

There was also a carnival in the barrage. Seeing that he had a lot of opinions on Roland, the situation seemed to be very unfavorable.

But this was actually the silent majority. Those who supported Roland didn't speak, waiting for Roland to refute.

Those who speak madly on the barrage now are nothing more than navy soldiers.

"Of course the lord of Wetland City is not me, because according to the inheritance law, Beta's legal wife and parents are eligible to continue his inheritance and position. Of course, it can't be you, Charles."

As soon as these words came out, the barrage stopped for a while, and then the barrages like "reasonable" and "it should be" filled the screens of several live broadcast rooms.

Charles' cheeks jumped, and he said coldly: "The game belongs to the game, and it has nothing to do with reality. I have never heard of it. The things in the game account can be inherited by the family."

"That's your ignorance. The inheritance of virtual information properties such as online games has long been written into the law."

Charles frowned.

Roland is strong, Shuke is strong, and F6 is insanely strong in general.

But why did he fight to benefit the strongest guild, and also wanted to get a certain say in Wetland City?

The reason is very simple, the wealth is moving.

Wetland City is now a gathering place for players, and the output and circulation of property here are growing at an extremely fast rate.

When Beta was still there, the tax revenue was not too much, because Beta had been reinvesting the tax revenue into the construction of the Wetland City.

Infrastructure, roads, military spending, etc... are all big spenders.

But now, the plate has been laid, as long as you take over, the rest is to tinker with some places that are not in place, and then you can lie down and collect money.

Charles has calculated it. With the taxation of the Wetland City, three or four thousand gold coins a year is not a problem. This is still after calculating the necessary expenses.

In other words...the equivalent of RMB 60 to 70 million.

Of course, it is impossible for someone to exchange so much money every year in the game, but this does not mean that the future game will not be beta.

In the future, the number of players in the game will be 5 million, or even 50 million... At that time, there were many local tyrants, so wouldn't it be easy to exchange money?

And at that time, Wetland City will further develop.

The economic system of this game is very real.

The amount of gold is limited, and this is a real world.

No pay, no coins, almost no inflation.

That's why Charles would rather offend F6 than fight for it when he knew that Beta might die.

His plan is to mobilize public opinion, and together with netizens, turn the wetland city into public ownership, and then occupy a small cake first, then slowly erode it, secretly mobilize public opinion, and turn the public ownership into private ownership again.

The people around him are pretty good at it.

It's just that he didn't expect that Roland just threw out a sentence: inheritance.

This is no less than a big killer.

All of a sudden, his moral high ground was destroyed.

Charles pursed his lips and looked at Roland rather unhappily.

After a while, he said, "Beta's parents, can you play this game?"

"Whether they can play or not, that's their business, not something that you Charles should consider." Roland walked slowly into the city hall.

Here, he also saw an acquaintance.

Gelton Zell.

A half-elf, chief of the Knights of the Round Table of Beta.

Roland ignored Charles, walked over and asked, "Gelton, what are your plans?"

"Master, is he really dead? In the world of your golden son?" Gelton asked.

Roland nodded silently.

Gelton looked at the back of his hand. There used to be a silver sword-shaped crest there, but now it's gone, as if it had never appeared.

"Then I have to leave." Gelton looked at the crowd around him with a miserable smile: "The Wetland City without a master is not worth my stay."

Roland sighed and asked, "What about the other members of the Knights of the Round Table?"

"One by one, it's over." Gelton sighed: "Actually, we already understand that something happened to the master, I just want to be here, waiting for you to give a real news. Oh, why are good people so short-lived ?"

Roland didn't know how to answer this.

At this time, a maid rushed down from the upstairs of the city hall. She screamed as she ran: "No, something happened, Lisa she... Lisa she..."

"What's wrong?" Roland hurried up and asked.

"She slept in her own bed, there was a lot of blood...a lot..." The maid was pale and incoherent.

"How many floors is she on?" Roland asked anxiously.

"The third floor."

Roland rushed up immediately, and Gelton followed.

Charles and several UP masters glanced at each other and chased after them.

On the third floor, Roland immediately smelled a strong smell of rust, followed the smell to a room, opened it, and found a woman lying on her back on the bed with a dagger stuck in her chest.

The blood was almost all over the bed, it had thickened and turned black, and it had been a while since something happened.

Roland sensed the woman's mental power, then shook his head.

died!

There is no mental fluctuation, which is more accurate than brain wave detection.

Charles and others rushed in... Then a few UP masters gathered around the bed to take a photo.

Gelton said disappointedly next to him: "The most sad thing about the death of the master is her. After all, she has been with the master for almost eight years, serving her personally, and admiring the master with all her heart. Suicide is not surprising to her."

Roland looked at the woman's face again, and found that she was in her early twenties, not very good-looking, but the more she looked, the more familiar she became, and then the memory came up.

This maid... is the dying girl he rescued in the cave when he and Beta arrived in Delbon City.

After that, she became Beta's maid. Unexpectedly, she followed her all the way here, never leaving her, and Beta also left when she died.

"Could it be a murder?" Charles whispered beside him: "This woman seems to have a good relationship with Beta, and may have inheritance rights. Maybe some people don't like her, so they kill her and fake the scene."

At this time, Gelton suddenly said: "If you want to kill, you will kill. Just half an hour ago, you told other people below that the master died and a new administrative system was to be rebuilt. Ms. Lisa did not believe it, and even agreed with others. You were arguing. You kept yelling at her, saying that the master was dead, or dead, and then she walked away in a trance."

Charles stiffened.

Several UP masters were also embarrassed.

At this time, the barrage in the live broadcast room went crazy.

Roland put his hand on Charles' shoulder and asked calmly, "Is this the case?"