The group that Roland was in was full of Mages.
Of course, Roland was neither close nor distant to them. He occasionally chatted with them, explaining magic problems to the Mage players in the group, and occasionally gossiping with them about topics related to sex.
It was already good enough that they could maintain such a relationship on the Internet.
Besides, Roland had taught them a lot of things, so in general, they had quite a high degree of acknowledgment of Roland.
O 'Neal, on the other hand, was different from Roland.
If Roland was only focused on magic development, then O 'Neal was doing both magic learning and socializing at the same time.
It could be seen from the fact that he could pull such a large group of Mages together.
So, it was completely fine and reasonable for Roland to talk to him about things.
Seeing O 'Neal's question mark in reply, Roland continued to send a message over. "There should be a large group of people in the group who know the spells Mud to Stone and Stone to Mud, right?"
O 'Neal: "Indeed, there are about forty people who know these spells. It's all because of you. You directly changed the terrain in the game and trapped the girls in the circle. Also, you used these two spells to open up underground spaces to hide in, which played a great role in the early stages of the game. Also, in the previous videos, when you were on a mission in the wild, you would definitely use these two spells to build houses and rest, so now these two spells have become one of the spells that players must learn. "
So it had something to do with him?
But these two spells were indeed useful. Even if they didn't try them themselves, the Mage players would gradually discover the benefits of these two spells later.
Roland continued to send messages. "Forty people should be enough. I want to ask them for a favor! You are their group leader and future leader, you should be able to make them move. "
O 'Neal: "We're just like-minded partners. It doesn't matter whether I'm the group leader or not."
Roland smiled. As expected of a person with a high IQ and high EQ, his words were flawless.
Roland: "A member of F6 got a territory, but this territory is now full of swamps, so I want to ask you to help me turn the swamps into mud. Of course, I won't let you do it for free. After the city in the territory is built, I'll give it to you in the business district. "
After sending the message, there was a moment of silence.
About ten minutes later, Roland received the message.
O 'Neal: "When do we start?"
"You decide. The sooner, the better."
O 'Neal said, "Tell us the location. We'll take over soon."
Roland smiled. "A large wetland in the east of Jade Pillar Lasso County."
O 'Neal: "Got it. We'll meet in the game soon."
Then O 'Neal's portrait dimmed.
He felt a little bored.
This was because he rarely went to the saber arts club now. The reason was simple — Qi Shaoqiu was no longer his opponent.
However, he would still occasionally go there to spar with his friends to help them "improve" a little and satisfy his vile interest in bullying his friends.
However, if he didn't go to the saber arts club, he would have nothing to do during the day.
He could read the posts on the forum at any time, but his spellcasting training in reality had reached a bottleneck.
The Hand of Magic was already slightly larger than a normal person's palm, but its grip strength was less than thirty kilograms, which was far worse than in the game.
As for Inferior Fireball, there was no problem for it to light a cigarette now, but its effective flying distance was still less than five meters.
It was as if this was his limit.
Roland was very angry.
Recently, he had searched all the temples and Taoist temples in the county town, but he did not see the special energy ball that appeared in his house last time.
Also, he went back to the ancestral temple at home several times, and he only went when people were worshiped, but he still found nothing.
That was particularly disappointing for Roland.
If it weren't for the fact that the virtual cabin was too big and could be easily discovered when he took it out from home, he would've traveled all over the country with the virtual cabin and visited famous temples and temples to see if he could find anything.
The more he stayed at home, the more bored and depressed he became. So, Roland went downstairs, took a public bike, and wandered on the street.
Then, at a corner of the street, he saw Jin Wenwen, who he hadn't seen for a long time, walking in his direction with her head lowered.
Roland saw her, but she didn't see Roland. She seemed to have something on her mind.
Also, her face was very pale.
Roland didn't like her at all. He turned around and rode away on the bike, too lazy to meet her face to face.
He thought that it was just an interlude. After all, this was a small county, and it was normal to run into annoying people.
But Roland wandered on the street until noon. When he was about to go home for lunch, he ran into Jin Wenwen again.
At this moment, Jin Wenwen was sitting on the cement steps of a roadside shop. Her face was extremely pale, if not blue.
More importantly, she was covering her mouth with a handkerchief. The white handkerchief had been dyed red, and the ends were even blackened.
She was coughing, and after each cough, the handkerchief became redder.
She was already very weak, and she was no longer as mean as before.
Some passersby, who had already called the ambulance, asked Jin Wenwen to take a rest against the wall behind her.
But nobody dared to help her.
It wasn't that the passersby were unsympathetic. A few young people tried to help her, but they were stopped.
The more mature and prudent uncles and aunties feared that they might cause more serious secondary damage to the patient if they helped her without understanding the situation.
Roland hesitated for a few seconds, then called Qi Shaoqiu.
"Roland, what's up?" Qi Shaoqiu's lazy tone of indifference rang out.
"I saw Jin Wenwen here on Heavenly Water Street."
"Where she is is none of my business!" Qi Shaoqiu's voice grew louder, and he began to sound impatient.
"She vomited blood. She's in bad condition."
"I don't care if she dies!" Qi Shaoqiu's tone became high, but then he hesitated. "Wait, what did you just say? She's in bad condition? "
"Yes." Roland repeated what he just said. "Although someone has already called the ambulance, and it's estimated that the ambulance will arrive soon, I think it's better to let you know."
There was a brief silence on the phone, and Qi Shaoqiu's voice came out with some urgency. "Send me your location. I'll be right there!"
Roland hung up the phone and sent the location of this place with the communication software.
Then, he stood in the crowd and observed Jin Wenwen.
Although he didn't like this woman, she was someone he knew.
He didn't need to go forward to protect her, but he should stand aside and watch. If something really happened, he should give her a hand when the time came.
After all, she was Qi Shaoqiu's ex-girlfriend.
After all, she was also a human being, and he should leave some basic sympathy for her.
Not long after, the ambulance arrived, and Qi Shaoqiu happened to arrive in his pickup.
He parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road and rushed over, just in time to hear the doctor who examined Jin Wenwen shout, "Massive upper esophagus bleeding, strong lung murmur, critical condition. Is there a family member of the patient on the scene?"
"I am!" Qi Shaoqiu yelled and squeezed into the crowd.
Then, his expression changed from a carefree one to a rather ugly one.
"Hurry and carry her to the stretcher," the doctor urged. "She has to go to the ambulance immediately for oxygen."
Without saying anything, Qi Shaoqiu picked up Jin Wenwen, who was about to pass out.
Jin Wenwen tried to struggle, but she had no strength at all. Then, her eyes rolled back and she passed out.
Soon, the ambulance drove away with a siren.
Roland rode his bike slowly in the direction of the hospital.
About half an hour later, Roland arrived at the hospital and found the emergency room.
Qi Shaoqiu stood leaning against the white wall of the corridor outside the emergency room, his expression strange.
He seemed a little annoyed and a little annoyed.
Roland walked over and leaned against the wall with him, asking, "How's the situation?"
"She's being resuscitated inside, and the situation is quite bad." Qi Shaoqiu subconsciously touched his pocket and didn't find a cigarette, looking more and more annoyed. He rubbed his eyebrows for a while and said, "Thank you for informing me."
"You're welcome, it's what I should do."
After a moment of hesitation, Qi Shaoqiu said, "Something's not right. Jin Wenwen is in good health. She's a boxer, and she's still practicing even now. Even if it's an emergency, it's impossible for her to suddenly become like this. "
Roland raised his eyebrows. "What did you find?"
"The doctor pushed her directly into the emergency room, so I didn't come in a hurry to observe her carefully." Qi Shaoqiu looked around. At this time, there were only the two of them in the corridor, and the other nurses and patients were walking further away. So he lowered his voice and said, "But I can tell that the blood she vomited wasn't the kind of black blood caused by illness or physical weakness, but similar to the 'living blood' that can only be produced when a wound is torn and bleeding heavily."
Roland understood. "So, she was injured!"
Jin Wenwen was competitive and harsh, so it didn't seem strange that she was beaten up.
Qi Shaoqiu nodded. "Yes, that's what I thought."
"And then, you want to help her get revenge and fight back?" Roland asked with a smile.
Qi Shaoqiu laughed self-deprecatingly. "How is that possible? I don't want to deal with her anymore. The reason why I'm standing here is just to do my duty as an acquaintance. "
"In that case, I'll be leaving first."
Qi Shaoqiu was shocked. "You're leaving just like that?"
"Jin Wenwen is nobody to me. In your words, it's already my duty to help her inform you. Why should I stay here?"
Qi Shaoqiu said matter-of-factly, "It's true that you don't have to accompany Jin Wenwen, but you can accompany me. We're friends after all."
"Fine." Roland stayed.
Neither of the two men said much but patiently waited for the results in the emergency room.
After a few minutes, two men, one old and one young, hurried over from the corridor outside.
The old man was bald and walked in front, and the young man behind him had a rebellious expression. Although he walked fast, he was obviously reluctant.
They walked to the emergency room and saw the name "Jin Wenwen" written on it. Both of their expressions became very ugly.
At first, Roland thought that these two were Jin Wenwen's relatives.
But unexpectedly, the old man asked, "May I ask if you are Jin Wenwen's family?"
Huh?
Roland's eyes suddenly widened. He suddenly felt that something was wrong with this bald old man. There was a faint energy reaction on the top of his head!
It was similar to the one Roland "ate" in the ancestral temple.
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