Roland was the best Mage among the players, and O 'Neal was second.
This was recognized by all the Mage players.
And most importantly … O 'Neal's computational power was very strong.
He could optimize the spell that Roland posted on the forum again.
Lower mana consumption, stronger power, and lower learning requirements.
It sounded powerful, and it was in fact very powerful.
But neither the other players nor O 'Neal himself thought that he was stronger than Roland.
Because Roland was a pioneer, and O 'Neal could only be considered an improvement.
No matter when, creation was always much harder and more important than improvement. After all, it was creating a new path.
However, unlike Roland's habit of running around and fooling around with the NPCs in the game world every day, O 'Neal gathered a large group of Mages and used communication software to communicate and improve together offline.
So in terms of appeal, O 'Neal was actually even a little bit higher than Roland.
If an association of players of Mages was to be established, the president would probably be chosen between Roland and O 'Neal.
If he canvassed for votes, O 'Neal might have been elected.
But now … he took the initiative to be the vice president, which meant that the players' Association of Mages was definitely going to be established, and there would be no unexpected twists and turns.
It was also time to build it.
The other Warriors' Association, the Merchant's Association, the Azureflight Association, the Archer's Association, and so on already had one.
Only the Association of Mages was missing.
At the end of the post was the carnival of a large number of Mage players.
"Throwing flowers, there's finally an organization in the game."
"Damn it, I keep asking O 'Neal to build it, but he refuses."
"O 'Neal has no money, and if Roland doesn't become the president, who dares?"
"O 'Neal isn't bad either, but it's okay, whether it's Roland or O' Neal, I'm willing to recognize their identities as presidents."
"Will Roland tell us everything he knows about magic?"
"Absolutely, and he still has a lot of spell models that he hasn't uploaded to the forum. He'll probably put them in the association."
"He made a sugar-making spell again … I joined an adventure squad a while ago and ended up being trapped in the underground maze for nearly ten days. Because of the intense battle, we ran out of dry food on the fourth day, and it was with Roland's water-making and sugar-making spells that we persevered. But the five of us ate so much sugar that we wanted to vomit. I felt like we were going to get diabetes."
"Roland is truly impressive. Just the new spells alone are already admirable."
"It's mainly because O 'Neal knows the big picture."
"No matter what, we mages finally have a home in the game."
Thanks to this post, mage players began to gather in Wetland City in large numbers.
Although they were still in the midst of the Underworld Expedition, most of the players were part of the logistics team rather than the main combat force.
It couldn't be helped, the overall strength of the mages was still not enough.
However, the flavor of the expedition to the Underworld had changed.
It became a succubus capture battle.
It even became a carnival for the players.
More and more players owned succubi, and many of them were traded to the nobles of Hollevin.
Sounds like a slave trade?
But in fact, it wasn't. It was more like a matchmaking market.
Thanks to the equality contract, if the succubi were mistreated or treated unfairly, they could escape.
Furthermore, he unilaterally terminated the contract.
Because of this, the players dared to do this business.
Otherwise, his conscience would feel bad.
By conservative estimates, at least fifteen succubi had entered the main plane.
Roland had teleported to Wetland City at this point, and then he saw a large number of male players with succubi swaggering through the city.
These succubi were all radiant with the radiance of spring, and all of them were cute and lovable.
The female players of Wetland City, on the other hand, had almost all disappeared.
Because they didn't like those coquettish succubi.
Roland stood on the side of the street and sighed helplessly.
This was all his fault.
At this moment, a player passing by with a succubus and who knew Roland waved at him as he walked and shouted:
"Thank you, Almighty Roland, for giving me a wife."
Roland's face was instantly full of black lines.
Look at this guy, he was talking as if he were giving out a wife.
The shout was a little loud, and then a group of people on the street, whether they knew him or not, stared at him.
"Thank you, Almighty Roland, for giving me a wife, hahahahaha!"
Everyone on the street laughed.
Roland had no choice but to flee.
Next, Roland recruited a construction team on the forum.
Although Roland was most adept at Mud to Stone, when it came to the construction of real large houses, Roland was the younger brother.
How to lay the foundation, the skeleton of a large building, that was the structural system, was something he didn't understand at all.
There was also the issue of decoration.
He had no choice but to hire someone.
Fortunately, it wasn't expensive.
A construction team of a hundred people took the job and promised to finish the construction within three months, covering an area of several hundred acres.
Roland was even a little worried and asked, "Isn't the time too tight?"
"Actually, it's quite ample." The construction foreman said with a smile, "We don't need to sleep, so three months is equivalent to six months. Also, we're very strong. In reality, it's already very cool to carry thirty bricks in one go, but here … any Warrior above level three can carry a hundred bricks in one go without a problem, and they'll be even more agile."
It turned out that this construction team was mostly Warriors.
Roland also saw several Mages in the construction team. They were probably the construction workers who were performing Mud to Stone or Stone to Mud.
"Try to make it as sturdy as possible, and if the quality is up to standard, I'll give you another hundred gold coins afterward as a thank you gift."
The foreman cried out happily, "Boss, you're so generous!"
A few days later, in a temporary square stone house next to the construction site, about thirty Mages gathered together and held the first meeting of the Association of Mages.
These thirty Mages were the thirty highest-leveled Mages in the profession.
Roland stood on the podium and said to the thirty people, "I'll temporarily put the system of Delpon's Magic Tower here and implement a credit system to exchange for spell models and personal magic insights. What do you think?"
"No objections."
"Okay."
"Up to you."
Everyone below the podium agreed.
After all, they also understood that if the association's spells were free, people would certainly not cherish them.
And if this went on for a long time, if the association wanted to limit the circulation of anything good in the future, they would be criticized by those who were used to eating free food.
Roland continued, "Of course, the system won't remain the same. The rules that suit Delpon may not fully fit the ideas and ideals of our players. So the system can be changed, but it must be changed according to the circumstances, and we'll discuss it together when the time comes. Now I want to talk about the second point, the initial operating expenses of the Association of Mages may be a very large number, extremely large. I'll be the main investor in the early stage, but I can't keep investing, so when the association can make a profit, I'll slowly reduce the inflow of funds until it completely stops, and in the end, I'll even withdraw part of the funds to make up for my personal losses. Does anyone have any objections? "
O 'Neal was the first to shake his head. "No."
"No."
"Of course."
But some people didn't quite understand, and they asked, "Roland, this is your association, shouldn't you continue to invest?"
"This is everyone's association, not mine alone," Roland said seriously. "I don't mean to treat it as my private property, I'm just investing some money in the early stage and bringing everyone together to get things done."
With such an explanation, even those who didn't understand understood what Roland meant.
O 'Neal looked at Roland with some admiration.
If it were him, he might not be able to extricate himself so easily. After all, it was he who took the lead in establishing the association, and he always had some selfishness.
Seeing that this issue was also passed, Roland looked around, his expression growing more and more serious.
Everyone looked at him and knew that the biggest show of the day's meeting was coming, and they all subconsciously sat up straight.
"What do you think of the Goddess of Magic?" Roland asked.
Everyone was stunned.
They had just guessed a lot of what Roland was going to say, such as how to make money after the establishment of the association, or diplomatic matters, or at least personnel appointments.
Why did it suddenly involve the Goddess of Magic?
Seeing that everyone was stunned, Roland explained, "I've met the Goddess of Magic a few times, and I feel that she's a relatively easy goddess to talk to."
"It's to talk to you," someone retorted on the spot.
Then there was happy laughter in the meeting.
Of course, there was more or less jealousy in the laughter.
Ahem!
Roland coughed twice. "We're talking about a very serious topic."
Everyone's laughter stopped.
Roland continued, "The Goddess of Magic's rewards are very good, and everyone should have heard the oracle that she sent down some time ago. Those who believe in her have a high chance of summoning the Sword of Mystra."
The players looked a little moved, but no one spoke. They knew that Roland had more to say.
"So I'm thinking, if the new spells created after the gathering of the association, such as the kind that is jointly researched, should be sacrificed to the Goddess of Magic."
Everyone froze for a moment, and then they all started talking at once.
O 'Neal pondered for a moment. He asked, "Roland, you've sacrificed a lot of spells, have you received any rewards?"
"Divine blessings for attributes, and quite precious magic materials, and so on." Roland smiled. "It can be said that it's more than worth it. The Goddess of Magic is indeed quite generous."
"Then sacrifice it."
Many people shouted.
Roland sighed. "But this raises another question. Once the new spell is sacrificed to the Goddess of Magic, then the other magic forces will definitely get the spell model of this new spell. Is this acceptable to you?"
At this, everyone fell silent, and many people even frowned.
This was indeed a very real problem.
It didn't feel like a spell jointly researched by the members of the association was used by their own people.
It would be a little uncomfortable for others to use it.
Besides, who could guarantee that the other forces wouldn't become enemies of the players' Association of Mages in the future?
The thought of an enemy beating them with a spell they invented couldn't feel happy at all.
Roland looked at the silent crowd and continued, "Why don't you invite the Goddess of Magic down and have a chat with us?"
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