Chapter 576 - Man-Made Storms Are Coming (1/2)

Chapter 576 Man-Made Storms Are Coming

Roland sat up from the altar of the Church of Life, his body naked.

There was an old cleric next to him with a dumbfounded expression.

It seemed to Roland that he had seen this situation somewhere before. He took out his robe from his Backpack and put it on, casting Language Proficiency on himself and asking, “May I ask what this place is?”

“Asala Village!” This old cleric looked at Roland curiously. “Might you be one of the rumored resurrectable Golden Sons?”

This was another continent, and while the reputation of the Golden Sons had spread all over, no players had come here.

After all, why go that far when there were plenty of things to do, when they hadn’t even finished exploring their birth point?

The church was simple. It was a simple stone building with a small bust of the Life G.o.ddess in the back, as well as an altar and several stone benches.

It was no surprise to Roland to be resurrected in such a place.

For he chose the nearest church to resurrect.

The Church of Life was the number one faith followed by the Church of Light. Unlike the Church of Light, which liked to pile up in large and medium-sized cities, the Church of Life preferred to be rooted in smaller cities and towns.

Of course, the Church of Life was naturally also in large cities, but they just wouldn’t put that much effort put into it.

A small, average-looking church would be built in the random corner of a larger city.

With the rest of the resources left for the towns.h.i.+ps, a larger number of super small churches would be built.

There wasn’t a need for lots of clerics, just one or two who knew Healing and Detoxification.

With this strategy, the Church of Life blossomed everywhere and became the largest religion in the world.

“Here’s my donation.” Roland placed a gold coin in the donation box at the front of the altar, then smiled at the old man. “Sorry for scaring you.”

The old cleric shook his head.

Roland walked out of the unadorned Church of Life and found this place was an oasis.

There were many tents scattered around the

area.

Several campfires were surrounded by some camels that were down and resting, and many of the black-turbaned, travel-worn merchants were resting against them.

The man in charge of the night watch for each caravan saw Roland coming out of the small church and immediately nudged his companion next to him.

A dozen men soon woke up, staring warily at Roland.

Roland didn’t care about them as he took in the open s.p.a.ce.

He turned stone into mud and mud into stone.

A stone square house was erected amidst the astonished gazes of the surrounding traveling merchants. It looked quite mysterious in the cool moonlight of the desert.

Eventually, even the old cleric from the Church of Life came out to see it.

Roland ignored their surprised looks as he walked into the house, then breathed a sigh of relief before sitting down and beginning to check his losses.

His set of magic equipment was gone.

It was a good thing he didn’t take out any of the divine artifacts at the time.

Mostly because they weren’t needed.

In elementization, magic cap and magic regeneration speed were more important, so his self-made full magic regeneration equipment was more useful.

Also, even if he had taken them out, these epic pieces of equipment might not have been destroyed.

Against normal magic equipment, Mage’s Disjunction was insurmountable.

But with epic equipment and above, there would be the argument of success rate.

And the small round s.h.i.+eld Roland valued most, the b.u.t.ton of the G.o.ddess of Life, was almost impossible for a non-DemiG.o.d to destroy with Mage’s Disjunction. As for the loss of his self-made magic equipment, it was estimated to be around ten gold coins.

This was over 100,000 RMB. It truly hurt.

Then his level dropped by one level, from level 11 back to level 10. But it was a good thing that he had half of the experience at level 11 and didn’t drop to level 9; this was most fortunate.

Even so, Roland still felt the pain.

That was a lot of experience.

Without a new epic quest, trying to gain that amount of experience again by studying magic would probably take around a year or two.

“Monochrome Magic Tower, I’m not done with you.”

Roland muttered glumly and was thinking about how to retaliate against the Monochrome Magic Tower when he suddenly noticed that his quest panel was glowing. “A new quest?”

Roland opened it and then grinned.

Special mission detected: The Ambition of the Monochrome Magic Tower Must Be Destroyed

“As NPCs, they want to come to the real world through magic; it’s time to teach them to be good people. Share the quest to more players now and mobilize aspiring players to take on this evil Magic Tower.” Quest completion reward: a level 10 profession core skill (free choice)

The system had given out a quest and even shown the reward.

From this, it could be deduced that the person behind this game was most likely monitoring the game’s progress.

As he thought of this, something suddenly occurred to Roland. Could he also be watched when he was getting intimate with Andonara and Vivian?

The thought of that made his head spin.

As someone who can bridge two worlds, they shouldn’t be so uncultured.

Probably.

After getting gooseb.u.mps, Roland decided there wasn’t much point in fixating on this any further, so he took a screenshot of the quest and posted it to the forum.

Another Group Epic Quest.

“I won’t review the specifics, they’re in the picture.”

A post that was just a short sentence and a picture, yet it still became the hottest hot topic.

“Almighty Roland is back to share experience, many thanks.”

“Holy c.r.a.p, another group epic. How can people differ from each other so much? It’s not fair that I can hardly get a blue quest once a month and he’s getting a purple quest all the time.”

“You go on mercenary quests every day, either as a n.o.ble’s bodyguard or escorting a merchant, how could you possibly encounter an epic-level quest. Roland is in contact with either kings or queens, and what’s more, he knows angels. It would be strange if he didn’t encounter epic quests.”

“Are you saying that networking is important?”

“Looks like you’re not stupid, catching on so quickly. Roland’s network of connections is probably beyond what we can imagine.”

“Did no one discuss the quest? Screw over everyone with a gray name in the Monochrome Magic Tower, but the question is, where is the Monochrome Magic Tower?”

“Read the quest description carefully, it’s on the other side of the sea.”

“There’s a bunch of cute Smurfs?”

“Holy sh*t, I almost sang it.”

“The problem is how to get there. I probably know the opposite side of which sea it’s on. The distance is too great, it’s impossible to get there. Let Roland help us teleport? With so many people, it would be impossible to teleport all of us even if he spent all his fortune, with magic materials being so expensive; there are roughly one to two thousand people.”

“I graduated with a marine engineering degree, have ten years of work experience and an extensive oceangoing experience, and I know how to build and maintain large wooden sailing s.h.i.+ps. I am now enlisting fifty teammates to build a large Ming Dynasty treasure s.h.i.+p that can carry more than one hundred people. The other fifty people will be my corps members, required to be level 8 or above, and who are willing to contribute their strength.”

“Holy sh*t, my respects, a bigshot that can actually build a boat.”

“I’ve got an idea. Does anyone know how to build a human-powered plane? The Warriors have a lot of endurance, and with the power provided by pedaling a bicycle, it’s probably no problem to pedal all day and night.”