Opening the official homepage on his phone, he immediately saw the pinned announcement, "Issues Concerning the Meditation Spell BUG."
"About two hours ago, the Mage player Roland submitted a bug regarding the Mage specialty Meditation Spell. After we learned of it, we verified it immediately, and it was indeed as Roland described. The Mage's Meditation Spell specialty cannot be learned in the game. Thus, we made a difficult decision. 'Meditation Spell' will be a specialty unique to NPCs in the future, and the players' 'Meditation Spell' specialty will be changed to 'Roland's Zeal', becoming a passive specialty. The effect will also be changed to: Mages with this specialty will have Mental Energy Recovery Speed 2X Level Points, and will have Mental Magic Resistance 3X Level Points.
"At the same time, the nature of this specialty will be changed to a special specialty. Player Roland is the creator of this specialty by default, and enjoys double the effects of this specialty. At the same time, a statue of Roland will be placed somewhere on the outskirts of the capital of Hollevin. It is a special construction unit that cannot be destroyed or moved. Mage players who want to learn this specialty will receive this specialty by throwing a gold coin into the basin at the foot of Roland's statue. This gold coin will appear in player Roland's backpack after a certain amount of time as tuition fees. This is the only special specialty that Mages can learn on their own with a ding. Please cherish it. "
After reading this announcement, Roland knew that he was famous. No wonder Schuck specifically called him.
He sighed, feeling a headache coming on.
Although being famous was a good thing, this kind of fame felt like the planners were trying to push him into a fire pit.
He didn't know how the Mage players on the forum would describe him.
Roland didn't really want to look at the current game forum, but after hesitating for a moment, he still opened it.
Running away was useless. He had to face it sooner or later.
Sure enough … the players of other professions were watching, and most of the Mage players were cursing.
Why?
The price of a gold coin was now almost 16,000 RMB. Although Roland had received a lot of tips on the forum, it was money that he had received from thousands, or even tens of thousands, of players in each thread.
And now, the official approach was to directly take out 16,000 from the pockets of every Mage player and give it to him.
It would be strange if the players didn't curse.
Think about it, there were 500,000 players. Even if the number of Mages was decreasing, if more than 10,000 Mages learned this specialty, it would be two small goals.
It would be strange if the players didn't eat lemons.
There was a foul atmosphere on the forum. Some people were envious, some people cursed, and some people said that Roland was an official of the game and that he was deliberately testing ways to make money.
Of course, there were also some richer players and tycoons who expressed that this was not a problem at all.
Exchanging 16,000 for a practical talent was too worth it.
It could only be said that ordinary people and tycoons had different worldviews.
Roland felt his scalp go numb because of a certain planner with the surname Ma. With a constipated expression, he turned off his phone and put it in his pocket.
Then, he walked to the side and asked the waiting young man, "Coach, what's your name?"
"My surname is Qi, my name is Qi Shaoqiu." The young man said calmly, "You can take a look at our training before you decide whether you want to come or not."
Roland froze for a moment. Before he came, he had also looked up some simple information. It was said that the miaodao technique was also known as the Xinyou Sword Technique before the Republic of China. It was said that when Qi Jiguang fought with the Japanese pirates, he used the Japanese sword technique to create a battlefield killing technique.
This young man's surname is also Qi … What's the relationship between them?
Roland looked at the four students under the canopy, shook his head, and said, "No need to look, I know you teach real skills here. But I still have to think about it. After all, 30,000 yuan is indeed a bit expensive. "
"Okay, think about it."
Under normal circumstances, when someone said he would think about it, it was a disguised refusal, just a more euphemistic way of saying it.
Qi Shaoqiu felt that Roland was the same. He nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go back to the training hall first, think about it."
After saying that, Qi Shaoqiu returned to the canopy. The girl who sprinkled water walked in front of Qi Shaoqiu, put down the wooden bucket, and said something fiercely with her hands on her hips. Qi Shaoqiu, who had been expressionless, actually showed a fawning expression, almost nodding and bowing.
Is … is this person reliable?
Roland felt a little uncertain.
The girl's appearance was average, but her skin was relatively fair, which made her look a bit beautiful.
After all, one's fair skin covered three ugly things.
As if sensing that someone was looking at her, after the girl reprimanded Qi Shaoqiu a few times, she suddenly turned her head to look at Roland.
The distance between the two wasn't too far, and Roland could clearly see that the girl's eyes seemed to have a beautiful glass light faintly flashing in them.
It was very beautiful.
Roland nodded slightly to her, then rode away on the public bike.
Looking at Roland's receding figure, the girl quickly withdrew her gaze. She looked at Qi Shaoqiu and asked, "Just now, I saw that you looked like you were about to fight."
"Just testing." The fawning expression on Qi Shaoqiu's face hadn't completely disappeared. "That kid's reaction speed is very fast. It seems that he has been practicing boxing for at least five years. But judging from his age, he shouldn't have been training boxing for more than ten years. "
"Are you his match?"
"Probably not empty-handed." Qi Shaoqiu put away his fawning expression at this time, and he said indifferently, "But if I had a miaodao, I could still cut them all in half even if there were three more of them."
"What kind of skill is it to bully people empty-handed with weapons!" the girl said unhappily.
Qi Shaoqiu chuckled. "Using tools is a skill that only we humans have."
The girl sneered. "I don't know who has been muttering that after the era of firearms, it will be the sorrow of martial artists or something like that."
Qi Shaoqiu frowned slightly and said somewhat awkwardly, "Sister, no matter what, I'm still your big brother. Can't you save me some face?"
The girl snorted and said unhappily, "I already said that your tuition fee of 30,000 yuan is too high. See, even a real expert ran away when he heard this number. If this goes on, we'll have nothing left. "
At this time, Qi Shaoqiu lit another cigarette for himself, took a puff, held it in his mouth, and then gently exhaled.
The pale white smoke rose straight up, and Qi Shaoqiu said very seriously, "Don't worry, if I still can't recruit students from outside in half a year, I'll close this training hall, and I'll go work as a bodyguard to make money."
The girl's expression softened. "I'm not forcing you to close the training hall, I just want to remind you that you have to be mentally prepared for failure."
"I understand." Qi Shaoqiu smiled, but there was a hint of disappointment in this smile no matter how one looked at it.
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