Mages Are Too OP Chapter 529

Chapter 529 Can You Believe It!

After Roland's post was uploaded, it became a hot topic in less than three minutes.

In contrast, Husso's post, which took several hours to upload and falsely accuse Roland, was just a popular post.

This was a very real difference.

Husso was just an ordinary leisure player, only level two, and also just a branch deputy chairman, working for someone else, with no reputation.

His post had become a popular post only because it had rubbed off on the name Roland.

Roland was now the highest-level player in the entire server, the first to reach level ten, the strongest Mage in the entire server, and most likely still the strongest amongst players.

He had two divine artifacts and controlled a city behind the scenes.

He also snatched a queen as a companion.

Many other deeds could be told; Husso was not even on the same level as Roland.

Husso's previous post only got so much traffic because it benefited from the popularity of Roland's name. And now that Roland himself had posted, there were a large number of people who wanted to see what was going on.

Although it became a hot topic in three minutes, it took about ten minutes after posting for someone to reply.

After all, it took time to watch the video, even if one had fast-forwarded through it.

“Tsk, I had thought that Cornucopia only monopolized a small portion of the industry resources in a small number of cities, but I never thought that they had dabbled in all of Hollevin's medium and large cities. Amazing, amazing.”

“Monopoly aside, they forcefully lowered the purchase price and greatly increased the selling price, as expected of new-era capitalists. This is even more ruthless than the merchants of the feudal era.”

“I have a say in this matter. I worked part-time as a hunter some time ago. Originally, the purchase price for a complete wolf skin was one silver coin, and the fur merchant's selling price was usually around three silver coins, but after Cornucopia pushed out these merchants, the purchase price became thirty-seven bronze coins, and the selling price increased to five silver coins. Now I'm no longer hunting. I can only go to the Guild of Mercenaries to take on quests as a bodyguard. I don't quite like to fight and kill, but there's no better option.”

“In my city, Cornucopia has also monopolized the food banks, and now the price of food has risen by at least fifty percent, and a large number of commoners are starving. It's pitiful to look at.”

“For businessmen, isn't it normal to pursue profit? And no one's restricting them. Roland stood out and was framed.”

“Why don't the territories around the world target Cornucopia?” “Cornucopia is now banking on the players' power! Nowadays, all the NPCs know that it is extremely unwise to offend the Golden Sons. They all have qualms and don't dare to do anything to Cornucopia.”

“Are we going to let Cornucopia continue to be so unbridled? What they are doing is no different from those leeches, and if we wait any longer, the collective reputation of the players will be overwhelmingly negative because of them.”

“What can we do? This game has a penalty for malicious killing, and the other side has the players' hard-earned reputation backing them, and they're taking advantage of a loophole in the system to cause trouble, so there's no way to get them.”

“How unpleasant.”

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“Upstairs, you're all fast-forwarding through the video. I watched the video in its entirety, and now I've received a blue quest to deal with Cornucopia's members in the city I'm in at the moment. Kill them and open the free flow of food!”

“??? F**k, really? I'll try it.”

“It's true, I've triggered it too.”

“So Almighty Roland is here to deliver the quest? Love you!”

“As expected, I had to watch it all, and I can't even fast-forward one second. A gold quest for me to kill the chairman of Cornucopia? Oh sh*t, I'm a bit scared. I've heard that their chairman is a super-rich man in reality. If I kill him, will he take revenge on me in real life?”

“Idiot, you don't know how to disguise yourself? It's not a traditional online game, your name won't be displayed above your head. Just mask your face, put on a black suit, and kill him. No one will know who did it.”

“The impressive one upstairs, please sit down. I feel like my nine-year compulsory education was in vain.”

“I learned something.”

“Just realized now? Isn't this a basic operation? At least we Thieves and Assassins are masked every day. I've almost forgotten what I look like in the game.”

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Roland was relieved when he finally saw that someone had received a quest.

The purpose of sending this video was to use the king's speech to release quests.

Of course, it was only experimental and not a hundred percent certain.

Roland's impression of Cornucopia wasn't very good. It wasn't very good before, and it was even worse now.

It wasn't significant to restrict Cornucopia in Delpon alone, but it would be different if a wave could be started against Cornucopia in Hollevin and their roots dug up directly. The situation would be different then.

For now, it seemed to be working well.

The only ones who could deal with the players were the players, as expected.

After exiting the forum, Roland found Antis.

At this time he was watering the flowers in his manor.

The early morning sunlight penetrated Antis' thin bangs, like a beautiful layer of golden velvet on his forehead.

Hearing a sound, he turned his head to look at Roland. “You look quite happy. It seems that things probably went as you expected.”

“Yes. Next, it's the internal affairs of the Golden Sons.” Roland stood in front of a bed of red flowers. “After that, Cornucopia will definitely have a lot of their information ‘dumped' out. If you're interested, you can go and receive it.”

“No, I don't need money.” Antis smiled with narrowed eyes.

His expression looked increasingly womanly.

Roland stayed for a moment and asked, “When are you going to do it? Give me time.”

“Six months from now.” Antis thought for a moment and said, “It takes time to gather resources and find the right time.”

“Okay, I'll come to find you again in six months.”

Roland waved to Antis and left the huge manor.

Teleporting back to Delpon, Roland found Vivian and said, “Now that Cornucopia should no longer be a problem, you can continue to manage and develop the Magic Tower according to the plan that was decided upon.”

Vivian's eyes sparkled as she looked at Roland adoringly. “Now the people in Cornucopia must be furious.”

Roland nodded. “I guess so.”

Just as the two of them had thought, Cornucopia was holding an online meeting at this time.

Since they could use the browser directly in the game, the guild made their own voice chat web page.

“This is a very bad situation.” Chairman Charles sounded angry. “Damn it, who the hell messed with that crazy Roland, for him to screw with us like this.” “The one in charge of Delpon is the deputy chairman Husso.”

Charles immediately shouted, “Husso, didn't I say not to mess with Roland or with the F6 members! You f**king just didn't listen. Now they're starting to mess with us, and they're making us feel real good. We've had a hard time getting to where we are now. If we don't handle it right, our guild will just be gone. Do you understand?”

Husso said in an aggrieved voice, “Chairman, I didn't provoke Roland. He came to us by himself to target us.”

“Why did he come to target you? You f**king tell me.” Charles growled loudly. “For a pure research-type player who deals in magic techniques, twenty-four hours a day is not enough time for him to spend on magic research. He'd be bored out of his mind before he takes the initiative to screw you.”

Husso said, “He really came of his own accord, saying that he wanted me not to monopolize the business of ores, furs, and the like. How is that possible!”

“You didn't concede on his word?” “We are doing business uprightly, why should we concede!” Husso was quite unconvinced. “I f*** all the women in your house!”

Charles cursed, his voice seemed a little dull as if his mouth was blocked by something. Although his face couldn't be seen, the participants in the meeting all had the feeling that Charles was talking with his hands over his face.

He was probably quite helpless and pained.

“If your backbone is so hard and straight, don't be a businessman,” Charles said bitterly. “The previous privateering license incident, we had a hard time settling. Now comes a large number of ‘righteous' quests, and I estimate the loss this time to be at least one hundred million! I invested fifty million yuan in it, and money begetting money, got to the current level, and you alone burned down the entire safe that held the money, with no return on the original capital. You're so damn capable.”

Husso whispered, “I did it for the guild. I can't just let people bully us!”

“I'm so f**king grateful that you're so considerate of us!” Charles spoke gloomily, then sighed and said, “Aaron, go post on the forum and warn all the players who took the quests that there will be consequences for going against us, like a real-life manhunt or something. Of course, you can't say this explicitly—you have to hint at it. Don't let anyone catch us in the act, understand?”

“Okay, Chairman.” “Find another group of paid posters to wash the slate for us, not wash it cleanly, just muddy the waters. As for Roland, the son of a b**ch, find a way to flesh him out. I'll see who it is exactly that's so arrogant as to dare play me. This matter will be left to the public relations and logistics department.

“Also, Beckham, don't play soccer for a few days, find a way to contact that group of Brotherhood players. Ask them if they'll take on the task of assassinating Queen Andonara; I'll pay a thousand gold coins. I must have Andonara die, make Roland cry to death, make him understand the consequences of going against me. Online and offline, I want him to cry.”

“Oh…” The player called Beckham hesitated for a moment and said, “Boss, this is a tough one.”

“What's so hard to do?”

“Someone already tried to manhunt Roland, Shuck, and the rest of F6, but they seem to be protected by someone—the information's cut off at a certain point-and someone will call to warn you if you investigate further. I've heard that the phone number is a string of zeros.”

“Is that so?”

“Besides, Queen Andonara is the strongest fighter in Hollevin, and the Brotherhood may not be able to defeat her with all of their members. More importantly, according to the information we received, Andonara seems to be able to increase her strength by killing those with red names. The Brotherhood gang are all red names, so wouldn't it be gifting Andonara EXP to send them to deal with her?” “What the f**k, that means I can't mess with Roland even if I want to?” Charles clearly sounded exasperated. “I'm a second-generation rich son, and I can't even get back at a commoner? This is ridiculous! Can you believe it?”

Chapter end