Roland was more or less disappointed to learn that the conference would be held in another month.
Having played the game for so long, he was no longer interested in exploring the world anymore.
Why? The reason was simple.
It was too dangerous.
He would be killed if he ran around without enough strength.
Even the human world was already perilous. As for the primeval relics, the Realm of Devils, and the Astral Plane, they were even more dangerous.
The players weren't scared of death, but if they were killed too many times, not only would their levels plummet, but their equipment would also be looted.
Such a loss made the players who were above LV5 very afraid of death.
But they weren't really scared of death.
When they realized that death was inevitable, or when they felt humiliated, they would turn into berserkers and die together with their enemies.
Therefore, the players' fear of death was only relative.
Roland was in such a state at this moment.
He had calculated that after level ten, if his EXP didn't exceed 50% of his current level, he would fall back to level nine after one death.
It took him half a year to rise from level nine to level ten.
It meant that if he died once, half a year of hard work would be gone.
Nobody dared to die!
It was also one of the reasons why Roland was the first to reach level ten.
As for the other players, they had died more than 15 times on average in the process of leveling up. Some players had even accumulated hundreds of deaths.
This was especially true for Warriors. As the frontline profession, their average death rate was the highest among all the professions.
The lowest was … the Rogues.
That's right, the Rogues, who could be invisible all the time, ran the fastest on the ground, and scattered lime, had an average death rate of 2.9 times.
However, the biggest shortcoming of the Rogues was their lack of head-on combat, and they couldn't gain abundant EXP by analyzing spells like the Mages.
So, although the Rogues had the fewest deaths, their leveling speed was only above average.
As a player who knew the most spells, completed the most epic quests, and died only three times, it wasn't too unbelievable that Roland had the highest level among all the players.
After reaching level ten, looking at the unbelievable number on his EXP bar, Roland had given up the idea of gaining EXP through frequent battles.
It was too time-consuming and risky. After all, there were too many variables in a battle.
There were many players who died after being hit by stray arrows even though they were about to win.
Right now, he only wanted to learn new knowledge, gain a lot of experience by analyzing high-level spells, and then create new derivative spells to gain more experience.
Finally, he still had to complete the Epic Quest. After all, the rewards of Epic Quests were very good. Whether it was equipment or knowledge, the cost-performance ratio was quite high.
Compared to the risks of an Epic Quest, the rewards were far too great.
After leaving the Association of Mages, Roland went to First Princess Stephanie's manor and saw that an afternoon tea party was being held.
A dozen noblewomen of different temperaments and styles were sitting in twos and threes in the manor. Andonara seemed quite happy among them.
Then, when she saw Roland, she was even happier.
She rushed up and threw herself into Roland's arms.
He told her that he was going to Hollevin for a while. Then, under Andonara's reluctant gaze, Roland left the city and teleported to Delpon.
Then not only did he see Betta, but he also saw Li Lin and the others.
These beasts had just returned from the Church of Love in the neighboring county and offered to leave when they saw Roland.
"Staying with those believers of the God of Love now won't give us much experience anymore." There was a deep sense of disappointment in Li Lin's words. "So we have to go somewhere else to find a way to get more experience. For example … the Church of Love's home base, the Kingdom of Urganda. I heard that there are many high-level Priestesses of the God of Love there, and we want to have deep communication with them. "
At this point, Li Lin and the others revealed fascinated expressions.
Roland felt his scalp tingle … Wasn't this the same thing?
It turns out that the Priestesses of the God of Love in this small country of Hollevin can no longer satisfy you.
Roland estimated that their specialties were all related to endurance.
Li Lin and the others were now around level eight, and the female Priestesses of the God of Love were only level six at most, which really couldn't keep up with their leveling intensity.
"Fine." He couldn't really stop his friends from doing what they wanted to do, but he was a little worried. "You're so reckless. Once you get used to the beauties in the game, what will you do if you can't find such beautiful and good at fighting in reality? Are you not going to get married? "
"You're not qualified to talk about us, are you?" Li Lin put on a disdainful expression. "Both Andonara and the long-legged angel are stunning, at least two levels better than the female Priestesses we've met. If you're not scared, why should we be?"
Huh … Did they have a similar conversation before?
Roland had a sense of déjà vu.
The few of them found a tavern and had a crazy meal. Then, Li Lin and the other three left Delpon unhurriedly.
Without four powerful professionals, the defense of Delpon was suddenly a lot weaker.
Thankfully, Vincent, who had been traveling, had returned. The boy was already level seven, and his strength had soared.
Also, Douglas had joined the Magic Tower, and together with Cage Reed, the descendant of the Hero, they formed an iron triangle of forces in Delpon.
No one dared to come out and cause trouble.
On the city wall, after watching Li Lin and the others' carriage disappear into the sunset, Roland asked Betta, who saw them off together, "What's the situation in your territory?"
Betta gave a magic scroll to Roland. "You'll find out after you take a look with me."
After that, Betta took out another scroll and opened it. He disappeared in a burst of blue light.
Roland sensed the scroll in his hand with his mental power, only to discover, to his surprise, that Betta had engraved Long-Distance Teleportation on the magic scroll and set the destination of the teleportation.
What a smart boy. As expected of Schuck's cousin.
Opening the magic scroll, Roland was teleported. After a few seconds of darkness, Roland's feet touched the ground and he appeared on the grass.
Roland looked around and found that he was on a plain.
Then, Betta ran to him, panting. "I'm sorry, Brother Roland, I'm not very good at making magic scrolls. The spell that was engraved can't be perfectly reflected."
"But it's good enough." Roland's eyes glittered. "You can sell these magic scrolls and find important transportation hubs. For example, you can make a bunch of teleportation scrolls from Hollevin to the capital of Fareins. I think a lot of people will be willing to buy them. "
Betta was stunned for a moment, then said in admiration, "Brother Roland, you really have a business mind."
"You're the awesome one. I haven't mastered magic scrolls yet, but you're already good at them."
Betta laughed proudly. "I saw that Brother Roland specializes in magic arrays, so I'll learn magic scrolls."
"Back to business. You said that your new territory is full of swamps. What's going on?"
At this moment, Betta put on a gloomy expression. "Brother Roland, come with me."
Then, the two of them walked forward. They didn't go far before Betta stopped.
At this moment, Roland smelled a strong smell of water mixed with mud. It didn't smell good, but it wasn't too bad.
In front of him was a field of green … short grass. He couldn't see anything wrong with it for now.
At this moment, Betta picked up a stone nearby and tossed it forward.
With a thud, the stone fell into the green grass in front of him, splashing some mud before sinking.
A swamp!
Roland turned his head to look at Betta. "Is the whole territory you got like this?"
Betta nodded gloomily. "Yes."
Roland, however, found it odd. "That doesn't make sense. I can tell that Dinah is very fond of you. She wouldn't set you up."
"She didn't set me up." Betta shook his head quickly. "Because she probably didn't know that this territory was full of swamps. I heard from her that she left home when she was young and became a Saint Samurai in the Holy Realm. She didn't know much about her family. "
That was indeed a good possibility.
Roland nodded and looked into the distance.
If the whole territory was full of swamps, it would be meaningless to be a territory. No wonder the Hibiscus family was willing to give up such a huge piece of land for Dinah's sake.
This place was uninhabitable at all.
However, the players thought differently from the NPCs.
Especially the players who were born in countries that were fond of infrastructure.
"Then why don't we just turn the whole territory into livable mud?"
"Mud to Stone and Stone to Mud?" Betta shook his head. "I thought of that before, but then I realized that the territory is too big. Even if we work hard, it will take years to turn it into normal land."
"Who says that we're the only ones doing it?" Roland said with a smile. "We don't know how to recruit people."
"The NPC Mages are all learning battle spells. Few of them are interested in spells like Mud to Stone." Betta sighed. "Also, the NPC Mages are very proud. They'll only feel insulted if they're asked to do the hard work."
Roland waved his hand. "Let's find the players."
"I don't know any other Mage players. I don't think many of them are capable of Mud to Stone." Betta was still pessimistic.
"I think there are many." Roland waved his hand. "Just leave it to me, but you'll have to pay a price. For example, you'll have to sell a small piece of land to the organization that helps."
Betta nodded. "Of course, as long as the land isn't too big."
Roland smiled. "That makes things easier for me."
The next day, after he got up from the virtual cabin, Roland logged into the chat app, found the Mage group, and sent a message to O 'Neal.
Roland: Didn't you want to find a piece of land to build your own Magic Tower? I have a friend who has a lot of idle land. Let's make a deal.
Soon after, O 'Neal replied with only a "?".
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