The room was quiet again. Roland slowly sipped the warm water, not in a hurry, and waited for Hawk to think quietly.
For a person in charge of a large guild like Hawk, he would think for a while before doing anything. Even when he was going to kill the nobles, he had thought about it beforehand.
Could it be done, and how should it be done? What kind of impact would it have on the organization?
He had to think about everything. It wasn't as if he had a good idea and just went ahead and did it. That was a lone wolf's way of doing things, not the attitude of the second-in-command of a guild.
After thinking for nearly ten minutes, when Roland had already drunk three glasses of water, Hawk finally said, "It's not a problem to gather those beggars, but how should we cooperate, and how should the power and interests be distributed?"
"You're already thinking about power and interests when it hasn't even been done?" Roland was slightly surprised.
"Of course," Hawk said matter-of-factly. "Even a game guild like ours, with only a few hundred people, most of whom are still light players, will still have conflicts of interest. What's more, if we can really gather all the beggars, the benefits may be greater than we think. "
Roland nodded. He had to admit that what Hawk said made sense.
As Hawk said, as long as there were a lot of people, there would be conflicts of interest. Even though Roland and the few people in F6 were all childhood friends, there were also hidden small groups among them.
For example, Roland and Schuck had a better relationship, and Raffel and Li Lin had a closer relationship.
There were at least tens of thousands of beggars in this city. Even if only one-tenth of them gathered, there were still thousands of people.
Thousands of people, in this city, was a great force no matter what.
"Actually, I personally have no interest in establishing a force." Roland thought for a moment and said, "For me, those things are too troublesome."
Hawk was a little puzzled. "Then why did you help me come up with this idea?"
"As I said before, I want you to help me investigate some things," Roland explained. "As for the beggars, I just happened to see this and helped you come up with an idea. After all, I don't want to be treated as a pushover by the nobles. As long as they control or force you away, Betta and I will have to face their malice. "
"We're on the same team, at least in their eyes." Hawk sneered disdainfully. "Those nobles don't dare to fight us head-on, so they want to use these despicable methods to force us to leave!"
Roland also said with a smile, "Only when we're gone can they continue to do evil. For example, eating people's hearts or kidnapping young girls. "
The room fell silent.
The three of them thought of different scenarios. Hawk saw the corpses of boys and girls floating in the river, while Roland saw a dozen skeletons in the cave.
"This ignorant, cruel, and backward world." Hawk clicked his tongue. "I really want to smash it with a hammer."
There was a hint of anger in his words. This was a hot-blooded youth. If he wasn't hot-blooded, he wouldn't have confronted a noble head-on for the sake of the corpses of those boys and girls.
"Then you should recruit more people. Maybe there will be a revolution," Roland said with a smile. "As the deputy chairman of the guild, this should be something you are very good at."
Hawk raised his thick, slanted eyebrows, and then said with some confusion, "I just feel that it's a little unfair. It seems like we have to do all the hard and tiring work, and we even have to help you collect information, while you're only here to come up with an idea."
"There will be things I can help with," Roland said with a smile. "I'm the deputy chairman of the Association of Mages in this city."
After a brief shock, Hawk raised his thumb. "I thought you just joined the Association of Mages. I didn't know that you're already a member of the upper class."
Roland chatted with the two of them for a while. Then, he cast Language Proficiency on them and left.
Then, he returned to the Magic Tower and continued deriving the derivative spell, Language Proficiency.
As more and more data gathered, his progress became faster and faster.
Then, in the game, after another four days, he finally finished deriving the derivative spell, Language Proficiency.
Excited, Roland didn't remember to cheer. Instead, he held a book and read it in fascination.
The title of the book was Meditation Skills and Precautions.
This was exactly the specialty that Roland wanted to learn the most at the moment. Before he came to Delpon, Falken had told him that this was a specialty unique to Mages, and it was a specialty that he had to learn.
The so-called Meditation Spell was, in essence, a combination of mental power and the soul.
Meditate by sitting cross-legged or lying on your back. While half-asleep and half-awake, if you gathered your mental power, you would enter your own spiritual world.
Then, you could mobilize your mental power and form a spiritual small world in the spiritual world.
Because it was a spiritual world, most of the objects and sceneries in this world could be visualized.
More importantly, you could conduct magic simulation experiments without causing any substantial damage to your body and soul.
This Meditation Spell sounded simple, but it was actually very difficult to do.
Most people would fall asleep immediately after entering meditation, and Roland was no exception. He tried four times, and once he emptied his mind, he fell asleep in less than three minutes.
Then, he was forcibly ejected from the game world. Because they were already asleep after entering the game.
It was impossible to be half-awake in the game. It was a paradox in itself.
Also, Roland felt that Meditation Spell was somewhat similar to Lucid Dreaming.
It was just that Meditation Spell had an additional use of mental power.
Can't we players learn this Meditation Spell?
Although he had such an idea, Roland still tried a few more times, but it didn't work.
When the game time for the day was over, Roland woke up from the virtual cabin and went to the forum to upload his node model of Language Proficiency. Then, he went to the comment section of the game and explained the effect of Meditation Spell. In his post, he said, "We players are essentially already having Lucid Dreaming, so it's impossible for us to enter another state of sleep in the game, right?"
Then, he turned off his computer, washed up, and had breakfast.
Halfway through breakfast, his phone rang. He thought it was Schuck, but when he opened it, he saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
Seeing that it didn't seem to be a harassment call, he picked it up.
Very soon, a magnetic male voice came over the phone. "Hello, is this Roland?"
"Yes, and you are?"
"I'm the chief planner of the game World of Falan, Ma Huajun. You can call me Old Ma."
"Oh, hello, Mr. Ma." Roland was slightly surprised, wondering if this was a scammer.
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