543 Bad Influence On the Young People (2/2)

”A girl. She's very good at cooking.”

”When will we see her?” His mother's eyes were glowing.

”Someday.”

Roland left with that and returned to his room.

After a shower, Roland checked the forum.

The players were still actively exploring this world, as usual.

More and more players had left Hollevin to make a living in other countries.

The world was too big, and Hollevin too small.

Roland's life became very simple. He worked as a substitute master at the saber arts club during the day, and transformed the swamps with other Mages in the game at night.

Qi Shaoqiu recovered faster than expected. The man was transferred to a regular ward from the ICU after only two days.

On the fourth day, the criminals who attacked Qi Shaoqiu were captured.

According to their confession, they had conflicts with Qi Shaoqiu's father, so they blew off their steam on his son.

However, when Roland visited Qi Shaoqiu at the hospital, Qi Shaoqiu's father was there too and they discussed it. They said that it wasn't as simple as it seemed.

That was because although Qi Shaoqiu's father knew the two guys, they barely had any interaction.

The so-called conflicts were just a few quarrels, which shouldn't have been enough for them to attack his son so brutally.

But they didn't talk any further. It appeared that Qi Shaoqiu's father didn't want Roland to get involved in his personal business.

Qi Shaoqiu also met Jin Wenwen once in the hospital. Roland didn't know what they talked about, but Qi Shaoqiu seemed to be in higher spirits and didn't seem as depressed as before after their meeting.

Helping at the saber arts club during the day and in the game at night, Roland spent the whole month following the same routine.

Qi Shaoqiu had mostly recovered and could take up the work at the saber arts club again.

It would usually take half a year before someone's reattached arm became fully functional again.

However, it only took Qi Shaoqiu slightly more than a month, thanks to his remarkable physical qualities as a martial artist.

But during his exercises with Qi Shaoqiu, Roland easily found that Qi Shaoqiu's right hand was weaker than before.

After all, the reattached arm couldn't really be as useful as it had been before it was severed.

In the game, after a month of transformation, Roland and the dozens of Mages turned the swamps into a fertile land.

Betta hired someone to design the city, plan the transportation network, and even draft a five-year development plan.

There were many talents among the players. One could always hire professionals as long as they had money.

On the other hand, Betta assigned a piece of the land in the city to O'Neal as promised.

After receiving the title deed of the land, O'Neal shook Roland's hand and expressed his gratitude.

All the land in this world had an owner. Certain places might seem distant but were actually a noble's private territory.

Many players' guilds had set up their bases on the land that they rented from the nobles.

The uncertainty of living on someone else's land discouraged and disabled many guilds from developing their forces freely.

However, the case would be different if they had a territory of their own.

That was why O'Neal was so excited.

At this moment, there was a territory and a blueprint for a city, but there were no residents or money.

It wouldn't be simple to construct the metropolis according to the blueprint.

”Brother Roland, what should I do?” Betta covered his face miserably. ”I've already done the calculations. We need at least six thousand gold coins to build the city according to the blueprint.”

At this moment, one gold coin could be exchanged for 18,000 yuan, which meant that it would require a hundred million yuan to build such a city.

Betta's family was only moderately wealthy. He certainly couldn't afford that.

Every major city in Hollevin had been constructed after hundreds of years of development. Betta definitely had to spend a fortune if he wanted to build one in only several months.

Roland looked at the blueprint and smiled. ”It's very easy. You can fleece the other players.”

”How can I fleece them?” Betta didn't really get it.

”How can you be so stupid?” Roland explained, ”Just post the blueprint to the forum and tell the players that you need help to build a city, and that all their contributions will be converted to certain 'points.' Then, allocate two places for the players, one in the city where they can build their own houses, and the other outside of the city for the guilds to build their bases on. The people or organizations with higher points will get larger pieces of land, and those who don't have enough points to get a piece of land will receive gold coins in exchange for the points to buy the land. I'm sure that the players will be more than eager to help you.”

Betta was briefly stunned. ”That's a brilliant idea! Why did I never think of that before? As expected of a Mage! You are truly cunning!”

After making this positive, or maybe negative, remark, Betta ran off.

Half an hour later, Betta's post appeared on the forum and became a heated topic, triggering an astonishing number of replies and discussions.

Roland, on the other hand, returned to Motasos with teleportation.

He then left for the basement.

He discovered, to his surprise, that the magic elements inside were so thick that ordinary people would have sensed it.

The ”sun” and the eight ”planets,'' on the other hand, were still moving on their own orbits in exactly the same size.

Nothing changed at all, except that they had been significantly slowed down due to the thickened magic elements.

”What an unbelievable phenomenon of Magic Power Affluence.”

Roland absorbed the magic power and found that the rate of his absorption and transformation was surprisingly high.

If he could figure out the mechanism of Magic Power Affluence, Roland was positive that it would be, at minimum, half as difficult to construct a floating city as he'd planned.