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Chapter 72

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Riding home on a public bike, Roland was stopped by his parents.

The dazzlingly bright LED household lights hung overhead, and across the table sat Roland's parents.

The expressions of the two elders were solemn, and their faces were as stiff as two statues.

"I heard you quit? Why didn't you discuss it with us? "Roland's father asked in a tone that was clearly suppressing his anger.

Roland knew this day would come, and he nodded.

"What are your plans if you don't work? Did you suffer any grievances at the company? "

Roland's mother's tone was much softer, but as their son, Roland had been with them for twenty-five years, and how could he not know their tricks?

One played the black and the other played the good guy. When he was a child, he always thought that his mother was on his side, and under his mother's guidance, he would tell her some secret things, but in less than two hours, his father would also know. If the situation was good, it was because of his father's serious ideological education, and if the situation was bad, it was just a meal of stir-fried bamboo shoots.

As he grew older, he saw through his parents' tricks and understood their painstaking efforts.

The vast majority of parents wanted the best for their children.

"It's not about the company." Roland sat across from them and replied with a smile, "It's purely because I found something more interesting."

"What is it?"

Roland's father questioned while looking at his calm son, feeling a little disappointed. In the past, Roland would definitely look a little panicked when he was "interrogated" like this, but now his son looked calm.

"I'm playing a game."

His parents frowned almost at the same time. It wasn't their fault; in the eyes of the older generation, playing games was never a serious matter.

"This is my current bank balance." Roland took out his cell phone and showed them his bank balance. "I earned it in two months of playing games."

His parents saw that there was already nearly three hundred thousand in his bank account. To be honest, the joint savings of the two of them was about this amount.

Most of the time, if you said you were great, other people might not understand.

For example, if you said you were a level-ten fitter … people who didn't know would definitely think it was just a level test for a technical job, with a little more money and so on.

In reality, there wasn't much of a problem with such an understanding, but in terms of understanding the details, there was a big gap.

When Roland said that the game was so great that it indirectly increased lifespan, trained people's communication, fighting, learning ability, and so on, his parents certainly didn't believe it and wouldn't believe it.

They didn't know anything about virtual cabins.

But when he put the mobile banking in front of them, they understood.

Oh … this game can make money, big money.

Looking at the balance, his parents were a bit confused and did not dare to believe it. However, they believed that their son would not lie to them about such an important matter.

"Games aren't the right path after all. Can you play for a lifetime?" Roland's father said after thinking for a while.

Roland's mother also chimed in, "I think it's better to be down-to-earth."

Roland thought for a moment and said, "How about this, Dad and Mom? If I don't have a million in my bank account within two years, I will listen to you and take the civil servant exam. "

The title of civil servant was something that most parents liked.

The Civil Servant Examination in big cities was really a one-log bridge. It was possible for tens of thousands of people to compete for a popular position.

However, in a small city like this, the civil servant examination was not difficult. There were many positions that could not be filled even after a few sessions.

Roland had graduated from Rodu Jiao Tong University and had been a top student ever since he was young. To him, it was only a matter of time before he became a civil servant in a small city.

The reason why he didn't become a civil servant as soon as he graduated was that the salary of a civil servant in a small city was very low.

After he returned from graduation, he asked. The basic salary of a government civil servant at the grassroots level was only close to three thousand, and with all kinds of benefits and subsidies, there was no way to exceed four thousand.

The advantages of a civil servant in a small city were nothing more than stability and comfort, and the five insurances and one housing fund.

When Roland said this, his expression was very serious, without the slightest hesitation.

Roland's father thought quietly for a moment and said, "You're an adult now, it's normal to have your own ideas, so that's it. Remember, two years. "

"Okay."

Roland revealed a smile. He thought it would take a lot of effort; he didn't expect his father to agree so easily.

It was probably that bank account that played a big role.

After chatting with his parents for a while, Roland returned to his room, opened the forum, and found that the topic about him was still being discussed in the forum.

At the same time, many players said that they had to find ways to find bugs in the future.

After all, finding bugs meant money and fame, which young people didn't like.

Probably only some real tycoons could look at this matter with a normal heart.

At night, Roland lay in the virtual cabin on time.

As soon as he logged in, he received a system message.

"You've learned a special specialty: Roland's Zeal (True)."

Roland opened the system's specialty page and found that this specialty really did double the effect.

Then he went down to the fifth floor and tested it.

Casting more than twenty spells in a row almost exhausted his mental power.

Because there was a special magic array on this floor to suppress the power of magic, Roland's magic didn't cause any damage.

When his mental power was almost exhausted, he sat to the side and read while waiting for his mental power to recover naturally.

During this process, he could feel a large amount of magical elements in the air replenishing his body, which hadn't been so obvious before.

After about two hours, Roland felt that his mental power had become abundant again.

"One hour and fifty-seven minutes … Because I originally had some mental power left, it took two hours to fully recover all my magic power?"

"I have a double effect, so other Mages probably take four hours to fully recover their magic power?"

Not bad, if there was equipment to speed up magic regeneration, this time would be shortened.

Even without the double effect, this Roland's Zeal was an extremely practical specialty, not to mention that it also came with the effect of mental magic resistance.

Because under normal circumstances, most Mages had to wait for their magic power to naturally recover for at least ten hours or more.

Those with poor willpower attributes might take even longer.

With this specialty, the problem of a Mage's endurance could be completely solved.

In the future, the equipment of a Mage could completely consider the number of attributes or the strengthening of defense.

At this moment, Vivian came up, and when she saw Roland, her eyes lit up. She came over and said, "Deputy Chairman, there's a Golden Son outside looking for you."

Roland thought it was Beta, but when he went down to take a look, it was Hawk.

Roland took him up to his study and invited him to sit down. Vivian promptly brought pastries and fruit wine.

Hawk watched Vivian leave, then said with an envious expression, "There's something for the secretary to do, there's nothing … You're living a good life."

Roland rolled his eyes at him helplessly. "Don't think so dirty, okay? Tell me, what's the matter for you to come in person? Did the beggar gathering plan run into trouble? "

"It's a little related." Under Roland's slightly puzzled gaze, Hawk continued, "I told the chairman about this, and the chairman thinks it has a lot of prospects, but gathering beggars to form a force requires a lot of money in the early stages, so the chairman wants to establish a long-term partnership with you!"

Roland asked curiously, "What partnership?"

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