There is indeed a painting in the middle of the screen, but it is not a literal painting, but a special cognition from the intuition.

Roland recently saw that the magic models he learned were all points and lines. But this model was a square array.

The long and square square shapes are formed together, and the squares have colors, which look colorful and colorful. The colors look very messy, but they have a unique sense of rhythm.

It's like the more abstract and retro artistic sense.

Then Roland found that he couldn't understand either.

This thing is not a architectural section, but it doesn't look like it.

After reading for a while, he sent a message to O'Neal: "I can't understand either. Can I copy one? After entering the game, go to Aldo and ask, maybe he can know something."

"It was for you, as you please."

After chatting with O'Neal for a few casual conversations, the two of them went offline separately.

Roland helped his family do some housework. At night, he borrowed an ashtray from his father, washed it clean, cut out a little incense and put it in it.

Then he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate.

Maybe it was because of Xiangxiang. His meditation was very smooth this time. When he felt his legs numb and opened his eyes, he found that it was already midnight.

"I'll go!" Roland jumped up from the bed, changed into his pajamas, and lay in the game cabin.

Maybe because of the reason why he was so good at meditation just now, he is not sleepy now. He has been rummaging and repeating in the game cabin for nearly an hour before he can sleep.

When I entered the game, I saw Vivian looking at herself in her study with a ghost expression, and then her expression immediately became quiet.

Roland calculated that he had not entered the game for three hours, which means that the world had been nine hours since the last game was temporarily stopped.

In other words, for about nine hours, I was not in the magic tower.

No wonder Vivian has such an expression.

Roland smiled at her embarrassedly: "Have you scared?"

Vivian nodded repeatedly: "Vice President, you suddenly disappeared. I haven't seen anyone for several hours. The guard said you didn't come out of the magic tower. We were so scared that we looked everywhere and never saw you. We thought you were swallowed by some space gap. After all, you have been practicing space magic recently."

At this time, Vivian's little face was a little pale, and it was obvious that she was really frightened.

"This, I'm going back to the original plane." Roland suddenly became curious: "By the way, I suddenly appeared just now, how did I appear?"

Vivian thought for a while and said, "It's just a ball of green light that suddenly pops up and then becomes yours."

Well...Is this the effect of logging into the game?

Vivian looked at Roland, suddenly supported the book with both hands and said, "Vice President, if you want to return to the original plane for a long time next time, please tell me and don't worry me."

Looking at Vivian with a fierce aura, Roland subconsciously looked at her neckline again, and moved away after two seconds.

Vivian was shocked by the unique keenness of women, and she immediately blushed. Then she straightened her body, angrily Roland and walked out of the study.

Roland sighed lightly and walked out of the magic tower.

The two guards of the magic tower breathed a sigh of relief when they saw him.

They were really afraid that the vice president would disappear inexplicably.

Roland comes to Martou and finds Hawk in the largest house.

At this time, Link and Jeter were already here.

When they saw Roland come in, they greeted him. Hawke shouted, "You are an hour late."

"Sorry, I'm delayed it until 12 o'clock before entering the game cabin." Roland found a chair and sat down, and asked, "Why did you suddenly want me to gather here?"

Hawke also sat down, looked around the others, and said, "Next, we have to discuss how to carry out work in Delbon City. Everyone is a player, so naturally it should be an alliance. Some things must be ventilated early, otherwise it may be a little late to communicate with each other in the future."

"You three are enough to discuss this matter." Roland waved his hand: "I don't have any power."

Hawke chuckled: "Do you think you have no power? The Magic Tower is your power now. I heard that Aldo is not in charge at all now, and the entire Magic Tower apprentice is under your control."

The other two chuckled.

Roland frowned.

"Anyway, the magic tower has a great influence." Hawke said seriously: "I want to do something in Delbon City, and I want to realize some ambitions that cannot be realized in real society. So, I hope to have a more benign environment. We players are born to be more fond of trouble, so I think it is necessary to make things clear now."

Are you thinking about dividing the power so quickly?

Roland looked at Hawke for a while, then smiled in his heart. He knew that this was a normal thing, there were benefits where there were people, and now the "interest" of Delbon City is also very large.

Whether it is Hawk, Link, or Jeter, there will definitely be demands.

Roland himself also had a demand, he would do it with just gold coins, so he seemed less urgent.

"It seems that you have already agreed before I come." Roland shook his head: "I am still in the previous conditions. I will get a share of the taxes of the City Lord's Mansion. As for other territories and forces, I will not ask about them. Of course, the Magic Tower is still the same as before. I also hope that what happened to you will not involve the Magic Tower."

This said, it was a thin layer of window paper in the four people's room that was directly pierced.

Hawke sighed, "Since you have no objection, then that's it."

Roland stood up and smiled and said, "I have something to do, let's go first."

Watching Roland leave, Link seemed a little disappointed: "We were obviously still comrades who fought side by side yesterday, but today we are like this."

"There is no way, we have to be responsible for the entire guild." Hawke's face also showed a hint of discomfort: "The president has already planned to move the entire guild here, and we must have our own basic foundation."

Jeter stood up and smiled and said, "Then I'll leave first, I hope everyone will always be friends and will not meet each other."

Hawke and Link both nodded.

Roland left the pier and walked among the shade of the trees, looking disappointed.

He can understand Hawk, Link, and even Jeter's thoughts, but if he can understand it, it doesn't mean he won't feel depressed.

Even though we were all good friends before, we were twisted into a rope, now we have obvious precautions and suspicions because of our interests.

No one can escape from such things as interests. They can't do it, and Roland feels that he can't do it either.

He walked slowly to Aldo's manor.

After seeing the person, Roland placed the new model he had already drawn in front of Aldo: "President, do I know what this is?"

Aldo took it and looked at it for a while, and said with a strange expression: "Where did you get this thing?"

"You know?" Roland was overjoyed.
Chapter completed!