Player friends? Betta was slightly confused, but he didn't ask anything and followed Roland.
Roland wandered around the city and finally came to a slum. He found Hawk and Link in the mud hut he used to live in.
Through the open window, he saw that they had changed into new clothes, and some furniture had been added to the mud hut. Hawk was resting with his eyes closed on the newly bought chair, while Lynk was cooking with a white towel around his neck.
The fragrant smell of cooking oil came out of the window, whetting everyone's appetite. Betta was already swallowing.
Roland walked to the window and tapped on the edge of the wood. Then he said with a smile, "Hey, you two are living a good life."
Hawk opened his eyes and was delighted to see Roland. But when he realized what Roland said, his face turned green and he said angrily, "Get lost."
Roland laughed aloud.
Lynk, on the other hand, turned his head and smiled. He didn't care about Roland's nonsense at all. "Please come in. I just made some extra dishes. Let's eat together. "
Roland took Betta into the hut and sat down on a chair. Then he looked at Hawk and asked, "You didn't find a house?"
"It's a little difficult." Hawk sat up straight.
"I think so too." Roland smiled. "Otherwise, I wouldn't have come to this place to find you."
Hawk asked curiously, "Do you know why?"
"Your previous actions were too influential," Roland explained. "Now the nobles seem to have their eyes on the Golden Sons. The two of us are relatively better, but I don't think it's easy for you to buy a house anywhere. "
"Why are you so sure?" Hawk was slightly confused.
Roland patted his invitation on the table. "I just received it. Betta and I both have it. It's a party of the upper nobles in this city. "
To prove Roland's words, Betta took out his invitation and waved it.
Hawk thought for a moment and said with a smile, "They dare not invite us. They're scared. "
"Of course they're scared. But it's not that simple, "Roland explained." They're trying to divide us. "
Hawk and Lynk looked at each other, and then Hawk said in disbelief, "That's unlikely. What's there to divide us about?"
"Two level-0 Golden Sons are enough to drive a small noble family to death and destroy it." "Plus the two of us, one is level three and the other is level four, and we both know how to cast spells. You can imagine how powerful we are if we work together."
After all, Hawk was the Vice President and had gone through more than ten years of systematic education. He wasn't stupid in the first place, so he understood immediately. His eyes widened and then quickly narrowed. "Are these NPCs that intelligent?"
However, Link and Betta seemed to be at a loss.
Looking at the two of them, Roland had to explain, "Think about it, Betta and I are in the upper class, with wealth in our hands and beauties by our side. Hawk and Link, on the other hand, are hiding in this shabby room, living without a proper meal, without warm clothes and food. What will they think of us as time goes by? "
Betta finally understood.
Link sighed as well. "There might not be any hatred, but at least there won't be any sense of closeness between us."
"That's right." Roland opened his hands. "As long as we are divided, there will be a lot of things they can do in private."
Betta felt that he was sweating. "Brother Roland, are you overthinking it?"
"I hope I'm overthinking it too." Lauren put on a weird expression. "But what Falken said before he left for paradise reminded me of something. The NPCs, or natives, of this world may be less knowledgeable, but they are as cunning as we are. "
Hawk rubbed his face and said in amazement, "According to the official propaganda, there are more than five billion NPCs in this world. As long as there are one ten-thousandth of such nobles, there will be at least half a million of them, which is almost the same as the number of players. I suddenly have a bad feeling about this. In the future, there will definitely be players who will be deceived by NPCs and lose all face! "
Everyone seemed to have seen that scene, and for a moment, they were stunned.
Suddenly, a strange sound came from the side. Link suddenly realized what was going on. He rushed to the side and put down the dish that he was cooking. He stir-fried it a few times and finally said, "Fortunately, the dish isn't too burnt. It should taste good. Roland and … Betta, stay for dinner."
"Sure." Roland did not stand on ceremony at all. "I haven't had normal cooking since I entered the game."
After spending some time at Hawk's place and exchanging some intelligence, Roland left with Betta.
It was already evening when they returned to the square of the magic tower. At the gate of the magic tower, a girl was as quiet as a rock, bathing in the orange light of the setting sun.
Seeing Roland coming from afar, she finally moved and returned to the Magic Tower.
Roland did not see that. He stood in the square and said to Betta, "Go buy a small house in the city first and settle yourself and your little maid down. We may have to stay here for a long time."
Betta blushed. "It's not mine."
"Also, collect more information," Roland warned. "Also, don't have too much contact with the nobles. You're smart, but you're too naive and will be fooled by them."
If it were a day or two ago, Betta wouldn't have admitted that he was naive. However, Roland's explanation this afternoon made him feel that he was really a naive little guy.
He had to walk more and see more.
However, he was still slightly displeased. Roland's mockery was too obvious when he said "little maid."
I, Betta, am as pure as spring water. I would never do such dirty things.
He waved at Roland angrily and ran away.
Roland returned to the Magic Tower. He gathered the magic apprentices and said, "I'm sure you've read the model and tested it this afternoon. If you have any questions, you can raise them now. I'll tell you what I know if I can answer them."
The magic apprentices were stunned … Generally speaking, the mentors of Mages were not so easy to talk to.
They would usually throw out a method and let the apprentices understand and learn on their own.
If they couldn't learn it, they would be too stupid to be a Mage. After all, the mentors had little time. They were busy with magic experiments and learning new spells.
They had never heard of a mentor as easy to talk to and even responsible as Roland.
After a brief hesitation, they were immediately excited.
They understood all too well how rare and difficult it was to encounter such an opportunity and such a person.
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