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Chapter 223 Dirty Politics

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    Luo¡¯s father didn¡¯t want Roland to play any games. Even if it was very profitable, he didn¡¯t want his son to waste too much time on it.

    The time when you can really work hard in life is about 20 years after graduation and starting to work, and the first few years are particularly important. If you don¡¯t work hard, it is better to become a civil servant.

    But now he can¡¯t say the lesson. Adding the current 7.2 million yuan, Roland¡¯s current bank account has a total of nearly 10 million yuan.

    And he had promised before that as long as Roland could make enough money within the specified time, he would no longer care whether he played games or not.

    As a result, in only about half a year, Roland had made several times the original goal, and in only a fraction of the time.  If it was only a few hundred thousand, or a million, we could still talk about him.

    But now it¡¯s nearly 10 million.

    Can you really make money by playing games?

    Are you already behind the times?

    Father Luo feels very confused now.

    Luo's mother woke up from her daze faster. She looked at the bank card on the table and asked excitedly: "A Ming, should we go to the suburbs to buy some land? I heard that we will still have to develop to the south in the future. Take advantage of this opportunity."  Land is not expensive now, so take a piece of it."

    A Ming is Luo¡¯s father.

    By this time, Roland had already left the room. He left his bank card and told his parents the password.

    Nearly ten million dollars is indeed a lot of money, but Roland is no longer interested in it recently. Besides, he will continue to receive gold coins in the game. As long as the price of gold coins does not drop, he will still have a lot of money.  This game has its own economic system. Gold coins are precious metals and are limited. They are not paper money that can be printed infinitely. Gold coins are one of the three most important currencies in the game. Even if the exchange ratio fluctuates, it will not be as low as  Where to go.

    Unless the game is shut down.

    This is the question that all friends who play games to make money are most afraid of.

    Father Luo thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll ask my friends in the Land Construction Bureau to see if they have any inside information."

    Since the son has handed over his bank card, it is a sign of trust in their two elders.

    They naturally have to consider their son¡¯s future.

    Whenever you have a piece of land, even if you run out of money one day, you can still build a home on the ground.

    Small cities are different from big cities. There are still many land auctions in the suburbs here that can be used as private residential land.

    Roland went to the Sword Art Museum the next day, and it was cloudy today.  Roland was writing breakfast in the small kitchen as usual, while Xisha was doing cooking work on the side, with her back to Roland.

    She was wearing a white short-sleeved top and tight jeans, the kind that covered her buttocks, which fully showed off her figure.

    Just looking at the back gives people a youthful, energetic and slender look.

    ¡°In addition, Xisha has been doing housework now, which also gives her the temperament of a good wife and a good mother.

    ¡°As expectedshe is very suitable to be a wife.

    Roland glanced at Xisha blankly. Xisha seemed to feel something. She turned back to look at Roland and said with some surprise: "Why do you have such a weird look in your eyes?"

    "No, I just suddenly felt that you seemed to be a very virtuous woman."

    "cut!"

    Xisha rolled her eyes at Roland angrily, then turned around and continued her work, but the corners of her mouth pursed slightly and her pupils became much brighter.

    Roland had a delicious breakfast and came under the greenhouse.

    Qi Shaoqiu was having fun with a piece of armor in his mouth, while Roland sat aside, looking up in trance.

    At this time, Li Lin and the others have not come yet, so the place seems very empty.

    "Young man, I think you seem to have something on your mind." Qi Shaoqiu sat next to Roland.

    Roland thought for a while, and then said: "I suddenly found that Xisha is very suitable to be a wife. I was wondering if I would be beaten by you if I chased her."

    Qi Shaoqiu looked at him quietly without any expression.

    Roland felt a little guilty, saying to others that he wanted to pick up his sister, which would make most people angry.

    After staring at Roland with ugly eyes for a while, Qi Shaoqiu stood up and said disdainfully: "You are the most stupid person I have ever seen."

    As expected, Roland was scolded, and Roland sighed.

    In the evening, after returning home, after dinner, Roland practiced Taoist Fangzhongshu and meditated until about half past nine, then took a shower and lay down in the virtual game cabin.??.

    Roland continued his original game life, staying in the laboratory to optimize the abilities of the spell puppets, and when he was tired, he would teach the magic apprentices basic spellcasting theory.

    The days passed with almost no disturbance.

    About fourteen days passed.

    A special guest came to the Magic Tower.

    The famous ¡®Postman¡¯ in the forum came to the Magic Tower and brought a letter to Roland.

    The postman looked dusty. He was a little excited to see Roland. He held Roland's hand with both hands and said happily: "Master Roland, I have always admired you, and now I finally meet you in person."

    "I admire you even more. Only focusing on one thing is something that most people can't do." Roland smiled: "You actually have my letter, is it from Kaka Bader?"

    Speaking of letters, the postman's expression immediately became serious. He placed a white letter in front of Roland: "You should read this letter now."

    Roland was a little surprised by the change in the postman's expression, and opened the envelope as he was told.

    Inside is a piece of white paper filled with writing, not parchment.

    Such white paper is quite expensive, costing about two silver coins to buy one piece.

    The writing on the paper is very sloppy and even a little messy. It can be seen that the person who wrote this letter must be in a very confused mood at this time.

    ¡°My friend Roland, by the time you read this letter, I will definitely be dead.  ¡¯

    Roland¡¯s brows immediately frowned.

    ¡®I¡¯m sorry, I can¡¯t give the ¡®reward¡¯ to you.  The queen pointed at me the day before yesterday and said that I had kidnapped her and violated her.  Even though I found evidence of alibi, everyone believed the Queen's words, and no one spoke for me, whether it was my family, my in-laws, or even the president who had been very optimistic about me before.  The royal family has decided that I will be hanged in one day and burned at the same time.  ¡¯

    ¡®I was under house arrest in the manor, waiting for execution tomorrow. The postman happened to deliver a letter to the manor, so I asked him to bring you a letter.  Please forgive me for unilaterally breaking our previous verbal contract.  Thinking about it now, there were already signs before, but I was too naive to think of this. Politics is really dirty.  ¡¯

    ¡®I don¡¯t know what to say now, I don¡¯t want to¡¯

    There is a passage here covered by heavy black stains.

    ¡°No matter what, getting to know you and becoming friends with you is the happiest thing in my life.  ¡¯

    The letter ends here.

    Roland grabbed hard with his right hand and smashed the letter into a ball.

    "What exactly is going on?"

    "I'm not sure either." The postman shook his head: "I was passing by the manor, and this employer stopped me. He made me wait for half an hour and gave me a letter to deliver to you.  "

    After a pause, the postman continued: "By the way, I watched the employer being hanged and then burned. He shouted before the moment that someone would avenge him. The person who harmed him would soon be  receive punishment."

    Roland clenched his hands into fists, his finger joints turning white from excessive exertion.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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