Roland chatted with the other Mage players in the group for a while and learned about the current situation of most Mages.
For example, most Mages were now unaffiliated Mages, and there were very, very few like Roland who were organized, and they didn't directly sit in high positions like Roland did. Most of them mingled in the position of magic apprentices, and a small number became official Mages. The benefits were okay, but they couldn't compare to Roland.
Because they usually learned only one or two spells, their current strength was actually only slightly better than that of magic apprentices, and very few of them barely reached the entry-level of official Mages.
In comparison, Roland's current starting point was too high.
Level four, already close to level five, and most importantly, although Roland only mastered a few spells on the surface, if he counted the derivative spells, he already had at least twenty spells to use.
After answering many questions about magic thrown out by the group members, Roland closed the group in penguin, went out of the house, and rode a public bike to the saber arts club.
The weather today wasn't very good, with dark clouds covering the sky and looking like it was going to rain heavily.
The air seemed very stuffy.
When Roland arrived at the saber arts club, everyone had already eaten breakfast and the bowls had been washed.
Roland was a little disappointed. He had tried his best to rush over on the bike, but he was still late, mainly because he had so much fun chatting with the group members that he forgot the time.
Although he was still practicing the basics of miaodao techniques, such as the way to move while holding the saber, the breathing techniques when holding the saber, and so on.
These things looked very unremarkable, but the more so, the more Roland knew that what Qi Shaoqiu taught was the real thing.
Although the techniques taught in the boxing club were also very good, and one could form combat power after only two or three months of learning, in terms of depth, it was clearly not as strong as what Qi Shaoqiu taught.
Even if he practiced these basics, carrying a wooden saber that weighed three or four kilograms and moving it left and right all morning was quite tiring, and if he went hungry, he wouldn't be able to last until the end of the practice.
Just as Roland was wondering if he should order takeout, Night Tide Sands, who was routinely sprinkling and cleaning in the shed, saw him, put down the bucket in her hand, walked to his side, and asked, "You didn't have breakfast, did you?"
"Yeah." Roland nodded while pressing the takeout app on his phone. "I was delayed by some things."
"There's still some breakfast left, make do with it, don't waste money."
Roland was a little surprised. "There's still breakfast left?"
Night Tide Sands nodded coldly. "Come here."
The two of them entered the kitchen, and Night Tide Sands took out a large plate from the cupboard with still warm spring rolls, dumplings, and a bowl of dry noodles.
Spring rolls and dumplings were easy to deal with, but the dry noodles were white flour, without any oil or seasoning.
How do I eat it? Roland was not used to eating dry noodles.
Roland frowned. At this time, Night Tide Sands took out a bowl of soup that emitted the fragrance of Chinese medicine from the thermos next to it and poured it on the white flour.
In an instant, a bowl of delicious warm noodles was served.
"Eat slowly," Night Tide Sands said indifferently.
How could Roland not see that Night Tide Sands had specially left it for him? He smiled and said, "Thank you."
"I won't save any for you next time. Remember to come earlier," Night Tide Sands said and left the kitchen.
Was this … the arrogance of reality? That didn't seem very cute.
However, she was not bad looking and had a good temperament. She was indeed different from ordinary girls.
Breakfast was still delicious. Whether it was spring rolls or dumplings, there was an indescribable taste in the mouth. It could be tasted that they were made with care.
After breakfast, Roland came to the shed. Qi Shaoqiu had just reprimanded the two teenagers who were practicing routines and then said to Roland, "Don't be in a hurry to train. Digest first."
Roland nodded and sat down on a bench to the side.
Qi Shaoqiu also sat down. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and asked, "I heard you met Jin Wenwen at the entrance of the Red Star shop a few days ago?"
Roland nodded, then asked curiously, "I saw that Night Tide Sands seemed to know her."
"She used to be my girlfriend."
Roland looked surprised.
Qi Shaoqiu guessed that Roland would show such an expression. He smiled brightly. "What, you think it's strange that someone like me and Jin Wenwen used to be boyfriend and girlfriend?"
"It's a bit unexpected, but it seems reasonable. You're the same kind of people," Roland said after a moment's thought.
Both of them were martial arts practitioners and both opened martial arts dojos, so it was normal for them to have a relationship.
"She's a bit of a pushover, and I wasn't one who liked to give in a few years ago, especially in front of women," Qi Shaoqiu said very calmly. "We dated for two years, arguing and arguing, and neither of us was happy, so we broke up."
Roland looked into Qi Shaoqiu's eyes and found that they were still the kind of dead fish eyes that had no luster and no emotion could be seen at all, so he asked, "Then what do you want to know from me? To be honest, I'm actually not that familiar with her. "
"I heard from Night Tide Sands that Jin Wenwen is pestering you?"
"Half." Roland thought for a moment and said, "I have something she wants, but I don't want to give it to her, so I don't go to the boxing dojo anymore."
Qi Shaoqiu looked at Roland and said, "I know Jin Wenwen well. She'll always find a way to get what she wants, at least after trying a lot of things and failing, she won't give up. I personally advise you not to associate with her anymore, not because I'm jealous, but because she's really that kind of woman who's very clingy. "
Roland laughed. "If you hadn't added that last sentence, I really would've suspected that you were jealous."
"Jealous of what?" Qi Shaoqiu's expression changed. "I'm glad I broke up with her back then. Really. "
Roland looked at the blue sky in the distance and said somewhat helplessly, "I'm just afraid that she'll chase me all the way here in the morning. After all, she's seen Night Tide Sands."
"She won't come, and she doesn't have the face to come."
Qi Shaoqiu threw out these words and got up to teach the four teenagers.
Roland was a little curious, but this was someone else's private matter, so he didn't ask again.
After training at the saber arts dojo all morning, Roland rode home on a public bike.
As a result, just as he turned an intersection, he found a woman's sedan parked in a temporary parking space at the intersection, and Jin Wenwen leaned in front of the door and waved proudly when she saw Roland.
Roland pretended not to see and rode past on the bike from the side.
"Roland!" Jin Wenwen's suppressed anger came from behind.
Roland still ignored her.
Then, he walked for another ten meters and passed through a sidewalk in a leisurely manner.
Crossing to the other side of the road, Roland looked back and saw Jin Wenwen sitting in the driver's seat, looking at the sidewalk with an angry and helpless expression.
On the left and right side of the sidewalk was a guardrail that separated cars, and Jin Wenwen couldn't drive over at all unless she dared to drive over the sidewalk.
Roland smiled at Jin Wenwen, then rode the public bike into the crowd on the non-motorized lane.
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