Mages Are Too OP

Love is a belief that brings you to my side...

Roland almost sang.

Faith is a special emotion, unconditionally dedicated to a 'person' in body and mind, wishing him what he wants and loving what he loves.

This is hardly different from love in the traditional sense.

Then in turn, love can also be counted as a kind of faith, the premise is true love.

Andonara was stunned, a little confused.

Roland told her about his own virtual godhead.

This made Andonara very excited: "As long as I believe in you, I can perceive you no matter how far away you are?"

"Probably, I don't know, I'm doing an experiment."

"Then I'll try."

Andonara sat on the bed, closed her eyes, put her hands together, and prayed in her heart quite seriously.

At this moment, although she was not wearing clothes, it made people feel extremely holy.

After about ten minutes, Andonara opened her eyes and looked at Roland expectantly: "How is it?"

Roland shook his head.

He didn't feel any conscious connection, or spiritual touch or anything like that.

"Could it be that I'm not religious enough?" She looked puzzled.

Roland has never doubted how deep Andonara's feelings are for him. Since there is no problem on her side, the problem is bound to appear on himself.

After carefully re-searching the virtual godhead and some key information about the godhead, Roland suddenly thought of something very important.

God's name.

Gods have names, and most gods' names are hereditary.

For example, now the goddess of life is called Elise, and the goddess of life who take office is called Elise.

In other words, the name of God should be quite important.

Roland touched his chin subconsciously: Is it a matter of name? Andonara only knows her screen name.

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

So Roland stuck it to Andonara's ear and said softly, "Roland is just my name in this world, and my real name is Huang Wenwei!"

Andonara froze for a moment, then her eyes lit up.

Close your eyes again and pray.

This time soon... In less than ten seconds, Roland found that a weak mental force touched him in his mind.

Very familiar feeling, or taste.

On the other hand, Andonara suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes full of joy.

Then she rushed over... Now she was undressed, Roland couldn't hold it, and the two rolled around on the bed for nearly three hours.

Three hours later, Roland put on his clothes, touched his increasingly empty back, and said, "Try to see if you can use spells."

Andonara nodded.

She jumped off the bed and whispered, "My beloved, please give me your power to use it, and I know the language!"

A faint white light flashed on Andonara's body.

Sure enough, he knows the language.

Roland confirmed that this spell was indeed successfully used by Andonara.

And he himself... the amount of blue is a bit less.

About the amount consumed by two proficient languages.

There is still consumption.

Is my virtual godhead inferior to the real godhead, or does it consume itself?

Roland continued to flip through the manual, looking for answers.

But it's a pity... In essence, even Alberso himself has not been made into a virtual godhead, so there is no mention of this aspect in the manual.

The rest is just his 'guess' on how to strengthen the formation of the virtual godhead and how to grow.

Just guessing.

After all, he did not condense a virtual godhead.

But even if it was just speculation and theory, it was still very helpful to Roland.

When Andonara saw Roland was thinking, she got dressed and went to the kitchen to cook some small dishes.

The taste is very fragrant!

More fragrant than before.

Roland suddenly remembered the passive ability of his gourmet godhead.

The food made by myself and my followers will become more delicious.

Roland tried it, and Andonara's cooking skills were already good, but with the blessing of her ability, it has become a real delicacy.

At the same time, Roland also found that his MP limit had increased by three points.

He hasn't upgraded recently, and his equipment hasn't been replaced. It stands to reason that the MP cap will not change.

The only change is the addition of the believer Andonara.

He opened the system interface again and found that there was indeed a change under the virtual godhead option.

Number of Faiths: 1

Number of Zealots: 1

Orthodox: 0

Shallow believers: 0

In other words, believers can increase their MP cap?

No wonder the gods destroy heaven and earth at every turn.

Not to mention the ability to master the law level, there is even an exaggerated MP upper limit.

No wonder they desperately want to snatch more believers.

That's what happened.

Roland sighed, ate some delicious dishes made by Andonara, and then planned to go to the laboratory to do some magic tests.

But when passing through the garden, Nia happened to come across from the opposite side.

She was holding two yellow wildflowers that looked a bit like chrysanthemums. She was walking and sniffing, her expression quite intoxicated.

Roland greeted her, and she replied with a smile. The two passed by by mistake, and just as they were about to leave, Nia suddenly turned around and grabbed Roland's arm.

Her beautiful and clear eyes looked at Roland: "Why do you have a nice scent on your body?"

fragrance?

Roland's first reaction was that the battle he had just had with Andonara could be tainted with her scent.

Andonara doesn't like to use perfume, the blood of the brave has its own weak fragrance.

Better than any perfume.

But Nia is a pure angel, so Roland didn't want to talk to her about this, so he smiled: "I did a magic experiment just now and used several different flowers as materials, which may have been contaminated with them. Taste it."

"No." Nia shook her head: "It doesn't taste like that."

She took Roland's hand and walked quickly to a remote place.

Although Roland has a legendary physique bonus, his basic physique is too low. For ordinary warriors, he is really strong, but for Nia, an angel, that's the same thing.

Probably a more powerful rabbit.

Roland was dragged into the corner of the garden by her.

It wasn't over yet, Roland was pushed against the wall by her.

Then Nia put her hands around Roland's head and said quite seriously, "Don't move, let me smell it."

Roland felt quite embarrassed.

This feeling of being knocked against the wall is quite uncomfortable.

I can't say it's uncomfortable, it's not quite awkward for him who is a little macho.

He was about to say no, but Nia was already sniffing.

Smell the human odor, it is naturally very close.

Nia's small and clean nose kept sniffing on Roland's left and right cheeks.

The two were very close.

The sweet fragrance, no less than Andonara's fragrance, was introduced into Roland's nose.

Smells very comfortable.

And because the two were too close, Roland's chest was even hit by two groups of soft front armor.

Creamy, warm, with strong elasticity.

The kind that brings people together.

If Roland hadn't been drained by Andonara just now, he would have made some instinctive reactions to men.

Nia sniffed Roland for a while, and finally sniffed the latter's neck. Her face was full of suspicion: "Why do I smell like a mother's godhead on you?"

"Oh, did you make a mistake?"

"I must have made a mistake." Nia showed a smile: "You are a master. How can you understand the law of cohesion and Godhead? It's impossible to become a legend."

After she finished speaking, she jumped away like a cute little white rabbit.

She ran to Andonara's window and shouted, "Anna, I smell something delicious in your room, can I go up."

Andonara's head appeared at the window, she smiled and said, "No problem, come up."

In fact, she likes Nia very much now.

Because Nia is beautiful and clean, both in body and soul.

The mind is still pure.

Such a person will be liked by most people.

Regardless of age or gender.

Roland did some tests on the virtual godhead in the lab, and then it was time for the next morning, and it was time for the daily game.

Climbing out of the virtual cabin, Roland took a shower and drove the SUV to the underground laboratory in the suburbs.

After three levels, he took the elevator to the bottom.

Just arrived at the cafeteria and was about to eat something delicious when the person in charge called him into the office.

"Comrade Huang, now we have an idea." The person in charge said quite seriously: "We hope you can transfer us to the Northwest District with us."

"why?"

"You have already made a nuclear bomb in the game." The person in charge smiled: "Don't you want to try it in reality? But this is the living area of ​​the people, we can't allow it, and there is no reason to allow you to experiment here. "

Roland nodded, this is indeed a problem.

He could understand the concerns of those in charge.

"We have gotten along quite well during this period of time, and we have all established enough tacit understanding. I will say some things directly." The person in charge continued: "You have already put a number on it, from an objective perspective. From a point of view, you are already a dangerous person, and you are also an important person we must protect. Southern Xinjiang is no longer suitable for you to continue to develop. You should join us in a wider and better equipped laboratory to continue to develop, research, and growth."

Roland was silent for a while: "But I'm an only child, my parents..."

"It's alright, we can arrange a very leisurely job for them here, career establishment." The person in charge smiled: "And even if they don't want to go, now that the high-speed rail is developed, from here to where we want to go, just turn A special car will take no more than seven hours, so you don’t have to worry about meeting.”

Roland stroked his forehead, thought for a while, and said, "Okay, there's no problem, but please give me a few days, I have to go back to work as a parent, so that they can be mentally prepared, you know, the age of the person When I get older, I don’t want to leave my hometown.”

"I understand." The person in charge stood up and said happily: "We have plenty of time, and there will be no problem starting after half a year."

Dear readers, Happy Year of the Ox.

The men are all handsome and rich.

The girls are all little princesses, always seventeen years old.

Walk with the wind, Brin Brin's.