Chapter 81 - The Tragedy of Mages (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Inside this thread, Roland clearly indicated the city he was at, set a time limit—best that they arrive in two days—and requested a priest who at least knew Lesser Healing and Abolish Poison. Of course, the more supporting spells the better. First come, first served.

Once the thread was up, it became a popular thread in less than a minute.

Roland randomly refreshed the page and a large number of posts appeared.

“S*it, I can only say, the strongest mage Roland proves himself again! To actually open a dungeon, as far as I know, this should be the first player who unlocked a dungeon in the game.”

“It might not have been unlocked by him. It should just be said that he’s the recruiter. After all, he’s famous on the forums, it’s easier for him to recruit party members.”

“Is no one curious about who the other three people partying up with him are?”

“I have white skin and beautiful looks, love to wear gothic style dresses, and can pull out a large weapon. Please take me as a mistress.”

“Upstairs, why is it you who’s driving off¹ again.”

“Driving off what, how come I don’t understand! (smirk)”

“Roland, if the dungeon drops have any good physical cla.s.s equipment, this princ.i.p.al will reserve it. You name the price.”

“Oh, sh*t, respect to Lord Princ.i.p.al¹.”

“Oh, sh*t, respect to Lord Princ.i.p.al.”

“+1”

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Instantly, there were nearly two to three hundred copy-and-paste replies. Roland thought that this would continue, but in the end, someone forcibly stepped in and broke off this process.

“Roland, if there is magic equipment, this beautiful dancer will also reserve it. You name the price as well. If you want, I can also send you a signed poster, one with special benefits.”

The avatar of this post was Fan Six Hundred Million, with an authenticated name in gold.

Although Princ.i.p.al Huang was very famous, Fan Six Hundred Million was even more well known and also a beauty.

Beautiful women had prerogatives.

Once this post went up, the entire thread’s popularity exploded.

First, a huge group of players expressed that they also wanted signatures, and then someone replied how much they wors.h.i.+ped Madam Fan Six Hundred Million. However, for some reason, the posts became quite uniform in the end.

“I really want to become a member of the cavalry squad.”

“I really want to become a member of the cavalry squad.”

Then, in less than ten minutes, over ten thousand posts of this were in the thread.

Moreover, the repeated posts still continued.

These two celebrities really knew how to jack the popularity of a post. Roland clicked his tongue at this. If it were anyone else who saw that celebrities replied to their own post, they’d probably be on cloud nine.

However, Roland was quite composed. He didn’t follow celebrities and didn’t have a good impression of the entertainment industry. From his perspective, these two celebrities were just newsjacking—if they truly wanted to reserve equipment, they should have just privately messaged him and not posted directly.

Of course, this wasn’t disadvantageous in any way—at least it allowed his thread to be viewed by more people.

Then, he opened the back-end of the forum and found large amounts of system notifications as expected.

He first looked at the system notifications with tips. The tips that came from the thread on the insights of Language Proficiency barely surpa.s.sed ten thousand yuan.

There were roughly two thousand people who gave tips… an average of five yuan per person.

Although the money from tips was still quite a lot, there were clearly a lot fewer people donating.

This meant that the number of mages still continued to decrease. Roland remembered that at first there were nearly ten thousand people who gave him tips, though the average tip at the time was only around 1.5 yuan.

This was mainly because magic was too difficult to learn. Even for Roland, who had the advantage of a hidden specialty, he still had to stay inside the Magic Tower to derive spells, having almost no time to stroll outside and enjoy the game.