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Chapter 171 I¡¯m not stupid

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    Roland immediately knew what he was talking about.

    To be honest, Roland was speechless about the bad taste of the game development team. Roland originally thought it was just an ordinary statue, which was functional after all.  But I really didn¡¯t expect that not only was the image very naughty, but the broken bowl also had a strong meaning, giving people a strong sense of humor.

    For players, it is normal that game buildings are indestructible and cannot be moved.

    But for game NPCs, it is a rather strange thing, even a magical thing.

    In their eyes, there is only one explanation for this kind of thing.

    ?????? Miracle.

    In fact, Roland¡¯s statue was discovered by people near the royal city less than three days after it appeared. After all, the copper basin next to the statue looked shiny and looked like gold.

    At first, many people tried to take away the copper basin.  As a result, even if they tried their best, they could not get the copper basin off the ground.

    They tried to excavate the land near the sand statue, and found that the land about ten meters near the sand statue would recover no matter how they dug it, and it could not be interfered with by magic.

    This situation attracted the attention of many nobles and spellcasters. They checked a lot of books and information, and found that there were no deeds or legends about the shady man.

    Until one day, they discovered that a son of gold dropped a gold coin into the sand statue, and the gold coin disappeared in a flash of light.

    They knew that this statue must have some effect.

    Then they stopped the golden son and used delicious food and beauty to get an important message out of his mouth.

    As long as you throw a gold coin into the copper bowl, you will get a unique ability that can increase the caster's magic recovery speed and increase a certain amount of mental resistance.

    At first they didn¡¯t quite believe it.

    But many of the nobles are bored people, and there are also many spellcasters among them.

    Then some good person tentatively threw a gold coin into it.

    As a result he really has one more ability, and the magic power recovery speed has indeed increased. As for the mental resistance, they have no conditions to test it for the time being.

    After that, the nobles in the entire royal city were in a rage, and a lot of people threw gold coins into it.

    In the end, it was discovered that only those who can cast spells can obtain this ability.

    Then, led by the Magic Association, the nobles set up walls and checkpoints near the sand sculpture. Only those they "identified" were eligible to enter the vicinity of the sand sculpture.

    They call this sand sculpture a sacrificial ceremony for the ¡®Goddess of Magic¡¯.

    Bard continued to describe the recent situation in the royal city to Roland.

    Roland was a little surprised after hearing this: No wonder the gold coins came very quickly for a while, but then the increase rate slowed down obviously.

    "It seems you really know something." Bud kept paying attention to his expression. Seeing his strange expression, he knew that this matter was definitely directly related to him: "Can you tell me?"

    Roland shook his head helplessly: "I don't know where to start."

    Bud raised his eyebrows slightly. He could see that Roland really didn't want to say anything.

    After thinking for a while, he said: "Then let's change the topic. Now many Golden Sons have gathered here. You seem to want to use this place as your base camp?"

    Roland was a little surprised: "Why do you think so?"

    "I can't help but think so." Bud sighed softly: "What will happen to John's family in the future?"

    "Not so good?" Roland shook his head: "They are still the actual masters of this city, but orders may not be able to reach the grassroots."

    Grassroots level?  Bud was interested in the word.

    Because of the "language proficiency", this word is translated quite well, and you can understand the meaning of the word just by listening to it.

    Bard secretly remembered this word in his heart. He had a strong desire to study the Golden Sons, and he did not want to let go of any words that were unique to them.  Then he said: "No matter what, I personally hope that you will not hurt the John family again. The current situation is very good. They have the opportunity to regain power, and you can also get enough benefits. If you go further, balance  It will collapse.¡±

    Roland nodded slightly.

    Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, and then Bud made an excuse to go out.

    He came to John¡¯s house in a carriage.

    The gate of the castle is still being repaired, and the castle is deserted, although there are still enough guards and servants.People, but it is obvious that their energy and spirit are very poor, with a lot of obvious timidity.

    Bud sighed in his heart, and then quickly saw his old friend, Little John.

    The hot drink on the table was smoking white. Little John had a stubble on his face and looked much haggard. He was no longer as high-spirited as before.

    "I haven't seen you for more than three months, John." Bud's tone was quite calm.

    Little John showed a smile, mixed with some sadness: "It's been a long time. The world has changed in three months, right?"

    "I'm quite sad about old John." Bud said sincerely: "If you need my help with anything, please just say it, as long as I can help."

    Little John suddenly raised his head, his face gloomy, his eyes a little crazy: "What if I say that I want all the Golden Sons to die? You can definitely do it!"

    As if a real murderous aura rushed towards his face, Bud felt his skin sting. He frowned slightly and said, "No way, I can't do it."

    "But you, the Bard family, can do it." Little John looked directly into Bard's eyes: "As long as you unite with the other three families, you will kill the Golden Sons of Delbon City and push them back to the so-called 'zero level'.  'It's very simple. You should be very clear. Although the Golden Sons are immortal, they will lose their strength after death. As long as they are used enough times, they will become similar to ordinary people."

    Bard closed his eyes slightly: "This information was spread by several noble families in our royal city. Of course we know."

    "If they become similar to ordinary people, I am confident enough to trap them in the Temple of Life and not be able to get out." Little John's voice burst out from his throat, like the murmur of a devil: "I know you won't  Help me as you like, but if you can do it, I am willing to hand over two-thirds of the territory around Delbon City to you, including twenty-seven small towns, thirty-eight villages, and four mines."

    Hearing this condition, even a man like Bud, who was born with a golden key in his mouth, was shocked: "Are you crazy? Without these things, half of your John family will be useless."

    Little John hit the table hard, and with a thud, all the tableware jumped and made a clanking sound, and a lot of liquid spilled on the table.  Little John's cheeks were tense, his eyes were wide open, and his pupils were bloodshot: "Can it be worse than the current life of almost house arrest? Without one-third of the territory, our family can only  It¡¯s just a harder life, but if there is no freedom, everything is over.¡±

    Bud was silent for a while, and then he said: "The conditions make me very excited."

    Little John¡¯s face showed joy: ¡°You agreed?¡±

    "A sand sculpture appeared outside the royal city." Bard said lightly: "It's magical. It can't be destroyed or moved. If you throw a gold coin to it, you can learn a special ability."

    John was a little strange: "Although it sounds amazing, what does this have to do with what we are talking about."

    Bud looked at him, his face neither happy nor angry, as calm as the waveless well water: "That sand sculpture looks exactly like Roland."

    Little John¡¯s pupils suddenly shrank.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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