In this world, paper was very expensive. Ordinary people couldn't afford the price of a notebook even if they didn't eat or drink for a few months.
The Magic Tower provided food and accommodation, and there was a salary. Although it wasn't much, it was still enough to buy a notebook after three or four months of saving.
Roland drew the model of the Spell Puppet on the wooden board and explained some important things to pay attention to.
Just as he was about to ask these magic apprentices what they didn't understand, the whole world turned black and white, and time stopped.
It was time for the game.
Roland climbed out of the virtual cabin and stretched himself, only to wake up immediately.
Since Roland now went to bed before 2: 00 at night every day and woke up at 6: 00 in the morning, he went to bed early and got up early, a change from his bad habit of not sleeping in the middle of the night. Naturally, he was getting more and more energetic.
Habitually, he went to the forum to see what the idiotic players had come up with, and he found a very interesting post.
"Can't Make Glass, Can't Make Gunpowder."
The general meaning of the post was that a certain player had been inspired by some online literature, and the glass in the game was sky-high in price, and gunpowder was so lethal that it could be used as an auxiliary method.
As long as these two things were made, the money problem could be solved, and so could the problem of military force.
But what surprised him was that the recipes for these two things in this world were different from those in reality.
The silica sand dug out of the river couldn't be turned into glass. When it was burned, it would turn into a black paste, and when it cooled, it would turn into a strange rock.
And the recipe for gunpowder wasn't the familiar sulfur, carbon, and saltpeter. Anyway, what was made this way was simply a strange mess.
Apart from that, many of the laws of physics, or the nature of common phenomena, had some minor changes.
Such changes were difficult for ordinary people to discover, but they would affect many aspects. For example, some chemical recipes in reality could no longer be brought in for use.
All in all, those who hoped to climb the tree of technology in this world might be disappointed.
Logically, it should be possible, as long as one thoroughly understood the laws of physics and chemistry in this world, but … how many of the players were real researchers?
Those who were capable were all in the research institute, seizing every minute and second of their time to carry out research. How would they have time to play games?
Then many players replied below.
"It doesn't make sense that NPCs can make glass, but we can't."
"I clearly saw dwarven guns."
Could it be that the magical elements have interfered with some basic laws of physics? This is a magical world, after all.
After reading the posts on the forum, Roland was about to go to the saber arts club for breakfast when he found that someone on the whitelist of the forum had sent him a message.
Because too many people @ ed him and wanted to add him as a friend, he had turned off the friend add function and the private message function. Only the people on the whitelist could send him messages.
He opened it and saw that it was a message from the mighty figure in the data center.
This person's current online username was O 'Neal.
"Roland, I've already seen the data you gave me. Yesterday, after more than four hours of repeated deductions, your data is correct. "
"If I didn't make a mistake, why do I feel that there's something missing?" Roland found it very strange.
"I can't think of a specific reason. But I have an immature idea. "
"Go ahead."
"Do you think it's possible … that the spell model of Language Proficiency itself is missing a node? I'm not talented enough in the game, so it's hard for me to feel what a complete spell model looks like. "
Pa!
Roland suddenly clapped his hands. Yes, there really was such a possibility. Perhaps the Language Proficiency that the players got was incomplete to begin with.
As expected of a mighty figure, his ability to doubt and conceive was indeed much stronger than that of an ordinary person like Roland, finding the blind spot immediately.
Roland wanted to test this idea right away, but unfortunately, the game had just been closed and there was no way to test it at all.
"Thank you, I'll try it again in the game tonight."
"You're welcome. By the way, are you interested in joining our Mage Communication Group? They're all people who have decided to play Mage wholeheartedly. If you join, the others will be very welcome. "
Roland only considered it for less than three seconds and immediately agreed.
Even the real mighty figures were in that group, so presumably, discussions about magic should be frequent.
Then Roland was pulled into a group called "Pursuing the Mysteries of Magic" in QQ.
There were more than eight hundred members in the group, most of whom were online.
After Roland entered, he directly sent a message: "Newcomer, seeking protection and guidance."
"Old rules, newcomers first send photos in women's clothes, otherwise we'll all be invisible (nose-picking)."
"Yes, yes, newcomers have to show their photos first."
"Don't listen to them, newcomer friend, I'll protect you … send the photos in women's clothes to me in private (whisper)."
At first, it was a routine of old group members threatening newcomers, but then a group member posted:
"Don't you all look at the online name? The newcomer is Roland. "
After a short period of silence, the messages in the group kept scrolling up.
"Damn, it's really Roland. The group leader is mighty, he finally pulled our gang leader into the group."
"Haha, it feels like this group is finally famous."
"The backer is finally here, gang leader, I have a lot of questions to ask you. Although the group leader is very good at math, he's actually a magic idiot in the game, and his perception of magic elements is worse than most of us!"
"Roland, I'm fair-skinned and beautiful, I can cry, and I can pull out big weapons, please take care of me!"
The corner of Roland's mouth twitched. Why did this idiotic trap appear everywhere he went?
"Netizen white-skinned cute dolphin has been asked to leave the group by the group leader, O 'Neal."
Looking at this system message, Roland was relieved.
The enthusiasm of the group members was quite high, throwing out a lot of questions about magic. Most of them were relatively simple, questions that Roland had only encountered two or three months ago when he hadn't been learning magic for long.
For example: How to effectively mobilize magic elements.
Roland replied: "If you add points to full intelligence growth, when you reach level 3, you'll be able to clearly sense the free magic elements in the air and the amount of magic elements in your body. At that time, you won't need the system interface at all to know how much MP you have left, and you can easily mobilize magic elements at this time. Before that, it was a bit difficult and inefficient."
"I always feel that 'difficult' in the eyes of experts is not the same word as' difficult 'in the eyes of us rookies."
"Same feeling, + 1"
"It's not difficult for us to mobilize magic elements, it's very difficult. We have to completely concentrate without any other distracting thoughts to barely mobilize a bit of magic elements and run them in the nodes according to our will. "
So difficult! Roland frowned.
Then Roland suddenly thought of a specialty: Magic Power Control.
Could it be that this specialty was working?
It should be. From the name of the specialty, it should be what it did.
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