What Schuck said did make some sense, but Roland didn't quite agree with it. He felt that he was just an ordinary person who was lucky enough to pick up a special hidden talent when he created an account, which was why he was faster than ordinary people in magic learning.
If it was really a special talent that was randomly obtained when creating an account, the players who liked Mages would certainly not miss such an opportunity. Chances were that a lot of Mages would keep creating and deleting accounts after the game started at night. Maybe even the Warriors would be tempted.
After returning from the cold drink bar, Roland opened the game forum again and found that the topic of special talents had indeed caused a great reaction among the players.
Many players posted replies saying that they would keep creating and deleting accounts tonight to see if they could get the hidden talent.
Of course, some people asked if they deleted their accounts and started all over again, wouldn't their two months of hard work be wasted?
The players who wanted to delete their accounts all said that it was just a beta test, and they should try different ways to play and find more possibilities.
Seeing this, Roland couldn't help but frown. He felt that things might not be so simple.
Leaving aside the fact that billions of artificial intelligence couldn't be created at this stage, the so-called artificial intelligence was already out anyway. It was pointless to dwell on this matter.
He felt that the beta test quota of five hundred thousand people was too much.
It was because any domestic online game was already a popular game as long as the number of people online reached five hundred thousand.
The virtual stealth game World of Falan, on the other hand, was played during sleep at night and didn't conflict with rest time, so the number of people online was quite high.
Even if there couldn't be nearly five hundred thousand people online every day, there should be at least four hundred thousand.
And a beta test with four hundred thousand people … wasn't that a bit too large?
So, Roland estimated that it was just a publicity tactic. For example, some small companies, when they didn't get the copyright number of the game and didn't have the funds to continue research and development, would use the so-called "beta test" to collect research and development funds.
Five hundred thousand virtual game cabins at fifty thousand yuan each, if all of them were sold, they could earn back twenty-five billion.
They could indeed continue research and development for a long time.
Roland felt that this so-called beta test … might be the real open beta.
He was tempted to remind those online who deleted their accounts, but after thinking for a moment, he decided not to.
Those people might not listen. Many people were willing to spend a lot of money to increase the number of points when playing games, such as Li Lin.
Moreover, it was a very important Concealment Talent.
Roland rested for a while at home, then went to the boxing club to practice his moves for two hours. Finally, after dinner, he browsed the news and waited for the game to restart.
After entering the game, he did not try to find Betta. Instead, he stayed in the Magic Tower to practice the application of mental power.
Not long after, there was a light knock on the door.
"Come in," Roland said.
The wooden door was gently pushed open. Vivian folded her hands in front of her abdomen. She still looked rather shy. After looking at Roland, she slightly lowered her head and said, "Deputy chairman, there's a Golden Son down there who says he has an appointment with you and wants to see you."
So fast!
Roland was slightly surprised. Then, he said to Vivian, "Okay, I got it. Sorry to trouble you. "
"It's what I should do," Vivian answered in a weak voice.
Roland wasn't bothered. He spent some time walking down the Magic Tower. The moment he walked out of the gate of the Magic Tower, he saw a bearded, mature-looking young man standing not far away from the gate of the Magic Tower.
This man looks too mature … Roland walked over and asked, "Hawk?"
"It's me!"
The young man was obviously bigger than Roland. He was rather excited to see Roland. He shook Roland's hand and shook it excitedly. "Shoot, I finally met a player other than Link. This game is too big. It's hard to find a few friends to play with."
Indeed!
He had been in the game for more than two months, and Roland had only hung out with Betta. He had never seen any other players before.
Roland looked around and asked, "Do you want to find a quiet place to talk and drink?"
"Sure!" Hawk scratched his head. "But we don't speak the same language as other citizens."
Roland cast Language Proficiency on himself and the other party. Then he said, "Language Proficiency. That'll do."
"Shoot! Awesome. " Hawk raised his thumb. "As expected of the best Mage. Only the Warlocks could use Language Proficiency before. You're definitely the first Mage who can use it. "
Roland smiled politely.
Hawk continued, "Can I ask my friends to come with me?"
"Of course." Roland nodded. He also wanted to communicate with more players and share information.
Hawk then took Roland around the city and finally found another player, Link, in a mud hut that was about to collapse. Link was also in ragged clothes.
There was a strange smell of excrement in the air.
Looking at the dirty and dilapidated mud hut that seemed to be about to collapse in the next second, Roland was stunned. "You live in such a place?"
"We don't have a choice." Hawk looked up at the sky with tears in his eyes. "We don't speak the same language, we don't have any connections, and the people in this city are very indifferent. We starved to death several times when we first entered the game! Being able to find a place to stay is also a spoil of war after fighting with a bunch of gangs a few times. "
Hawk, a young man who looked like an Archer, sat on the ground in silence. His eyes were red, and he almost cried!
"Starved to death several times!" Roland gasped. "Then what do you eat now?"
"We went hunting in the woods. At first, we didn't have any experience and couldn't catch anything, but we still starved to death several times," Hawk said as if he didn't want to recall the past. Hawk looked as if he couldn't bear to recall the past. "Later on, we finally had snacks, but there was no prey around the city, and we often didn't know the next meal. We were always looking for food and didn't have the chance to do quests and level up.
Shoot! Isn't this a little too tragic?
Roland was really glad that he was born in a relatively warm place like Red Mountain Town.
"Let's go!" Roland patted Hawk's shoulder. "Let's go for a feast. My treat."
Hearing that, the two men leaned close and looked at Roland passionately.
Half an hour later, Roland took them to a tavern that looked pretty good.
Inside the tavern, there were a lot of fierce-looking mercenaries.
Hawk and Lynk were tearing at the meat in their hands like hungry wolves. In comparison, Roland appeared much more elegant.
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