Chapter 474 - How Can I Possibly Believe That? (1/2)

Since Roland’s level was very high, he would lose too much experience after a death.

So, he would rather not die unless it was necessary.

The maliciousness behind the magic gate was so intense that he had to be prepared even if it was a quest with copious rewards.

Besides, there were lots of things on Roland’s plate right now. He wasn’t hasty at all.

Reviewing the important administrative affairs, Roland found that Vivian was even better at administration than before.

As it turned out, she was far more talented in administration than she was in magic.

Reading all the files till the evening, Roland found that Vivian made no mistakes in any of the issues. Also, thanks to his friends’ protection, n.o.body dared to cause trouble in Delpon.

The only thing that was unusual was probably the duels that the players had outside of the city.

Since Andonara was the only NPC who could help the players transform into Great Swordsman, and many Warrior players would love to transform into Great Swordsmen, they had all come to Delpon. Some of them stayed here for a while.

While the players had pity on the lives that could disappear, they weren’t as good-tempered toward their own kind who were undying too.

It wasn’t illegal to kill a game character anyway. So, after they got drunk in the taverns and mocked each other, they often started to fight when fury got the better of them.

Cage could take care of the weaker players with the guards, but if the stronger players caused trouble after they were drunk, Andonara had to take action.

She was a Legendary Great Swordsman. Also, she was beautiful and had an enchanting body. Her performances were truly enjoyable.

Many players recorded her battles and uploaded them to the forum.

Now, Andonara’s popularity was soaring on the forum and almost surpa.s.sed Roland’s. Same as Margret the Dragoness, she had become an icon of this game.

Half a month earlier, with her movement of stooping and lifting her dress behind her and her provocative line, she became a hit both in reality and on the Internet.

Schuck, as the knight who rode her, became an enemy for most male players.

At the same time, World of Falan had raised new reactions all over the world.

The leaders of more and more countries negotiated with the producer about technology imports or suggested increasing oversea servers to give them hope for enjoying the game.

However, they were all declined with the excuse that the safety of the technologies in this game wasn’t guaranteed and more tests were still required.

However, money was still helpful when one had enough of it.

For example, the CEOs of certain major corporations and the princes of certain countries, through all their prices and by paying a huge fortune, managed to get a few virtual cabins from the secondhand market.

They probably came from the players who quit the game after the uprising.

Because of the soul mark, they could barely go anywhere in the game, so they might as well sell the virtual cabins for money.

This morning, after Roland quit the game and refreshed himself, he returned to his room. Staring at the key three meters away, he snapped his fingers, and a bright blue Hand of Magic appeared out of nowhere, seized the key from the table, and put it in Roland’s hand.

Then, the Hand of Magic vanished.

Roland took a deep breath.

Though it was still slightly exhausting to use Hand of Magic, he wouldn’t pa.s.s out or have nosebleed again, which was much better than a year earlier.

Holding the key, he went downstairs and rode a bike to the saber arts club in the suburbs.

He went to the kitchen as usual after he reached the saber arts club, and Night Tide Sands put the wontons before him.

She seemed to have antic.i.p.ated that he would arrive at this hour.

Then, Night Tide Sands sat down and kept Roland company.

Night Tide Sands grew more and more approachable in the past year. She used to be cold and might throw a tantrum now and then, but at this moment, she was completely a gentle girl.

Observing Roland for a moment, Night Tide Sands had noodles and said, “You look well. Your skin is fair and smooth. You seem to be getting the hang of the Daoists’ Nourishment of Life.”

“I must thank you for that,” Roland said with a smile.

“You’re welcome.” Night Tide Sands narrowed her eyes and smiled, “Right, I need to tell you something. We’re going to close the saber arts club tomorrow. We have to go back to Shandong to pay tribute to our ancestors and General Qi. We’ll be away for around ten days.”

“Well, can I join you?”

Night Tide Sands was stunned. Her face was full of surprise. Then, she became somewhat shy. “Why do you want to tag along?”

“I want to ask General Qi’s descendants if they know any way of cultivation that’s better than the Daoists’ Nourishment of Life.”

Night Tide Sands pursed her lips in disappointment, but her face became gentle again. “If that’s all you want, you don’t have to take the trip. It’s already snowing in Shandong this time of the year. It’s much colder than here. I don’t think you can stand the cold.”

Roland chuckled. “Back when I was a college student in Xi’an, I took cold showers when it was snowing outside.”

“That was when you were eighteen. You’re almost thirty now. You think that’s the same?” Night Tide Sands rolled her eyes at him and continued, “I’ll ask the seniors in my family about the cultivation methods. Don’t worry about it.”

“Thank you.”

Night Tide Sands hummed in response and drank the soup in her bowl quietly.

After breakfast, Night Tide Sands did the dishes. Having nothing to do, Roland came to the training ground under the shed.