It was no wonder that the rich kids were so excited, because they finally found a place where they could spend money.
What was the most important thing about playing a game?
It felt good!
It felt good!
Doing things that couldn't be done in the real world.
Not to mention things like buying a house or a car or having a girlfriend, they had played these things so much in real life that they had long since lost their novelty.
What did they want in this world that was so real?
To rule the world with a sword, to sing a song of heroism, to give an order, and no one dared to disobey.
However, after entering the game, they found that this world that was too real, and after losing the powerful ability to spend money, they were not much better than ordinary players. Even with a lot of money in the real world, they couldn't find a place to spend money.
What?
Eating, drinking, and having fun?
How could this world compare to the real world in terms of enjoyment!
Only by playing with magic, practicing swordsmanship, and commanding the world could they be interested.
But the problem was that most of the people who entered this game were very smart and could be considered the social elite. Even if the rich kids were good, they weren't so good that they were as tall as a head. The connections that rich second-generation heirs were so proud of were of no use here.
Even if they invested money in a guild organization, it was still the same.
After all, the real elite players were almost always the type to fight "ten."
People like Roland and Schuck, even fighting dozens of average players didn't seem to have a problem.
Besides, it was very difficult to recruit elite-level players.
In reality, normal players might temporarily lower their heads to the nobles for various reasons, playing along and having fun. However, which one of them wasn't holding back, waiting for an opportunity that would change in the course of time? In the game, this arrogance was completely unleashed. You're a rich second generation with power and influence? You can even start a guild? It's not bad for me to join an NPC. Who wants to spoil you and suck up to you?
In short, while the rich kids' gaming experience wasn't bad — after all, they had money … it wasn't very good either.
They couldn't do whatever they wanted and be flattered like they used to in previous games.
Now that Roland posted that he could help with enchantments, they saw that these enchantments were all quite practical, especially the automatic repair at the back, which was even more enviable.
In the real world, what were the players most afraid of?
Losing experience when they died?
No, it was the top-grade equipment that was damaged.
If the exquisite equipment that they had painstakingly obtained or obtained from completing quests was stolen, they could still think of a way to get it back. However, if it was broken, they would really cry to death.
Therefore, almost everyone saw the effect of 'automatic recovery' and wanted it.
Up until this point in the game, which tycoon didn't have one or two exquisite pieces of equipment?
But when they saw the fee Roland offered, most of them were silenced.
No one said that Roland was black-hearted, because according to the materials that Roland gave, the total cost of these enchantments was about 100 gold coins. Including the labor costs, it was about 120 gold coins. High production costs were bound to have high processing fees. After all, the cost of the failed products had to be taken into account.
This was not a price that ordinary people could afford, but the local tycoons could.
Exquisite equipment worth that much?
Worth it!
In a certain turn-based game with the theme of Journey to the West, it would be easy to sell a top-grade piece of equipment for a million.
What about this game?
It was a real game.
And the enchantment that Roland gave could stack a small exquisite item into a real exquisite item, and a real exquisite item into the level of an epic weapon.
It was expensive for a reason.
Although the local tycoons were mediocre in other areas, they knew how to spend money.
Roland's forum account had already rejected most people's private messages, so Roland explained the rules after the post.
"Bring your own materials and find me in Delpon. Enchant up to three pieces of equipment a week, first come, first served."
A monopoly business was just that arrogant.
Hollevin was a small country on the edge of the world, probably about the same status as Burma. It didn't have many resources, it didn't have transportation (geography), and it didn't have technological capabilities (magic).
Such a small country didn't have many real high-tech (magic) talents.
And Roland was the "cutting-edge" magic talent of this small country.
The strongest one, without a doubt.
Now in all of Hollevin, only Roland could do it.
Of course, superpowers like the Fareins Kingdom, the Desert Kingdom, the Froststar Kingdom, and so on naturally had more talented people than Roland.
But the problem was … could you meet them?
In this feudal era where merchants were only a little stronger than ordinary people, and small nobles could confiscate large merchants, no matter how rich you were, if you didn't have status or a referral, people wouldn't even look at you.
This was the case for the nobles of small countries, not to mention the advanced Mages of large countries, who were on par with the greater nobles, and many advanced Mages were born of great nobles themselves, so they were even more arrogant.
They would rather not earn your twenty gold coins than be looked down upon by people of the same level, saying that they had bowed down for the sake of money.
The nobles were shameless in secret and could do anything, but on the surface, the dignity of their class, the dignity that concerned their identity, could never be broken.
This was the confidence that allowed them to be high and mighty.
After posting the post, Roland logged off the forum. Next, he could wait for the local tycoons to send him money and materials for practice.
Then he began to study magic swords and automatic repair technology again.
Especially automatic repair technology, he had touched the threshold, but the success rate was still not high.
That kind of ethereal and mysterious feeling didn't appear often.
As he worked on it, it was night again.
A flock of rather round, smooth, fat bats flew in from the window and turned into a mature woman in a black dress.
She walked to Roland and said gloomily, "I want a powerful magic equipment too."
Roland glanced at her and said, "Andonara is my woman, and Vivian is almost the same, but you … are just an employee, right? Besides, I don't know you very well."
"I can be your woman too …"
Swish!
A blue longsword flew in from outside, brushed past Christina's ear, and nailed to the wall behind her.
A woman suddenly appeared at the window. The blue flames on her body slowly died down, and her bright golden braids were waving in the night wind.
"I knew you would come here. Get the hell out, or I'll break your teeth." Andonara put on a coquettish sneer.
Christina immediately shivered and walked to the window aggrievedly, before she turned into a flock of bats and left.
Andonara said to Roland gently, "If this b * tch bothers you again, you can just beat her up. I have no problem with that."
Roland smiled and didn't say anything.
Andonara blew Roland another kiss. She waved her hand and rolled the weapon that was nailed to the wall back into her hand with her long braids, before she jumped out of the window.
She fell a dozen meters high and landed on the ground with a swoosh. She was completely fine, except that she landed rather loudly, and a certain part of her body seemed to be bouncing up and down at an eye-catching frequency.
Roland didn't think much of the episode.
Although Andonara seemed fierce, Roland knew very well that Andonara and Christina's friendship was so close that they seemed to be lesbians.
The following days were rather uneventful. Roland did magic experiments every day, went to the magic school when he had time, and supervised the ideological education of the children.
The students who graduated from the magic school didn't have to be very strong, but they had to have the right values.
The saplings would go askew if they weren't trimmed.
A child's worldview was the easiest to distort, but it was also the easiest to correct.
If he didn't catch them now, it would be difficult to catch them later.
However, Roland only taught them to be independent and kind. As for more advanced ideas, Roland didn't dare to say.
It hadn't been two months since the tragedy in Sicilia, and he wasn't stupid.
He was afraid that he would hurt these little guys if he spoke carelessly.
Magic research was very boring, and sometimes when he was bored, he would go to Andonara or Vivian and talk about how to make jelly and how to eat it.
It was a great way to pass the time.
Such a leisurely life passed for thirteen days, and then the first tycoon arrived.
He took four players to the Magic Tower, and they poured out all the materials in their Backpacks, then put three large chests full of gold coins in front of Roland very seriously and politely, and said in a slightly uneasy tone, "Almighty Roland, I want to enchant ten pieces of equipment, is that okay?"
There was no extravagant, unbridled behavior of a tycoon.
Nor was there any arrogant farce of a lackey.
This tycoon's behavior could even be said to be a little humble.
Roland invited him to sit down and said with a smile, "You're the first to come, of course you can."
Hearing this, the tycoon finally sighed in relief and said, "That's great, Almighty Roland, you can call me Douglas."
"Don't call me Almighty, I don't deserve it, it feels weird." Roland waved his hand vigorously. "Ten pieces of equipment may take a little long, you'll have to wait in Delpon for a month. Of course, you can also go do your own things and come back in a month to collect them, how about that?"
"I'll just wait in Delpon for a month." Douglas smiled happily. "By the way, Almighty … Almighty Roland, I heard that you also know magic power restoration enchantment?"
"Yes, I do." Roland nodded. He looked at Douglas's attire, who was also a Mage. "But this enchantment also takes a lot of time, and just enchantment one piece of equipment won't have much effect. You have to make a whole set of equipment and connect it with magic power to have an obvious effect, which is very time-consuming."
"Can you help me make a set? I can pay a lot of gold coins …" At this point, Douglas suddenly panicked and waved his hand repeatedly. "I'm sorry, I don't want to throw money at you, but I don't know what to do if I don't give you a lot of money … Ah, what am I talking about? Anyway, Almighty Roland, I mean no harm, you have to believe me."
Roland looked at him with some surprise. This guy was his admirer?
He thought about it and said with a smile, "About magic power restoration equipment, let's talk about it in a month, okay? Now I'll help you enchant your equipment first, and if you trust me, leave the equipment you want to enchant in the Magic Tower for now. "
Of course, no problem.
Douglas took out ten pieces of equipment from his Backpack and put them in front of Roland.
Weapons, armor, bracers, earrings, rings, two of each.
Roland glanced over and saw the detailed information of these items, and he couldn't help but whistle inwardly.
They were all top-notch equipment, and even after holding an epic weapon like the Hero's Sword, he felt that the equipment in front of him was quite good.
As expected of a tycoon, the talent skill of spending money could indeed change his fate to a great extent.
This was a full set of equipment for a Warrior, and the attributes and effects chosen were quite effective for a Warrior.
If Roland's full set of enchantments were used, each piece of equipment could become a pseudo-epic level, and with ten pieces of equipment, even the Hero's Sword would have to stand aside.
And the price of this set of equipment, Roland estimated that each piece would cost at least fifty gold coins, if Roland's enchantment costs and material costs were included.
All the money, converted to RMB, would probably be enough to buy a large flat in a bustling section of a first-tier city.
Even though Roland had recently passed a lot of money, looking at these pieces of equipment and the magic materials in front of him, Roland still felt that these people were inhumane.
After giving the equipment to Roland, Douglas said, "Almighty Roland, how about I treat you to dinner and talk?"
Douglas looked a little nervous.
Roland thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "Time is tight, I'll help you enchant the equipment first."
"Okay, then I'll have to trouble you."
Douglas sighed, but he wasn't too disappointed. Then, he left with the four players who hadn't spoken yet.
After leaving the Magic Tower and walking for a while, a player finally couldn't help but say, "This Roland is too arrogant. Boss, you invited him to dinner, and it's fine if he doesn't want to, but now he doesn't even ask us to stay at his manor for the night. Is there any courtesy?"
"He doesn't want to eat because he wants to start enchantment my equipment immediately. This is professionalism," Douglas said indifferently. Douglas said indifferently, "As for not inviting us to stay in his house … There's such a beautiful queen at home. Any normal man would want to kiss her. If it were me, I wouldn't want another man to stay in my house either. Are you willing? "
The player was instantly speechless, and after a while, he scratched his head and said, "I think so!"
Douglas looked at the sky. It was noon, and he said, "Let's go buy a small manor to live in first. We may have to stay here for a long time in the future. After all, I'm a Mage, and if I want to become stronger, I have to follow Roland. Xiaya and Ebony Tower, you two go take care of this matter. "
"No problem." The two players immediately left the team.
Douglas looked around, randomly chose a tavern that looked nice, sat down, and had something to eat.
Roland put all the equipment into his Backpack, and then had Vivian send someone to store all the magic materials in the Magic Tower's warehouse.
Then he began the enchantment.
He could freely do magic experiments, and a large number of magic materials were at his disposal.
There was nothing happier than this.
Douglas finished his lunch and was sitting down to rest when Xiaya and Ebony Tower came back.
Xiaya said, "Boss, the small manor has been bought, but there is some trouble that we need to take care of."
"What trouble?"
"The previous owner of the small manor was a merchant, and because he was too greedy, he was set up by a small noble and his property was sucked dry. Even the manor is almost gone. If we live in it now, we may arouse the disgust and hostility of that small noble. He seems to have a lot of ideas about this small manor. But in all of Delpon, this small manor is the only one for sale. "
"As long as we Golden Sons do things aboveboard, no one dares to make trouble for us." Douglas was a little curious. "Is that small noble's head caught in a door?"
Xiaya hesitated for a moment and said, "I heard that this small noble has something to do with Roland."
Douglas couldn't help but laugh. "How is that possible! Don't we players know Roland's personality very well? He's just a technical geek with very normal views, and there's no way he would instruct a small noble to do such a disgusting thing. Besides, how much is a manor worth? Less than thirty gold coins, not even as much as three or four days of Roland's labor. Is it really necessary? "
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