Mages Are Too OP

Galen is the richest person in the town. The reason is very simple. He has a town elder father and a miscellaneous mine. Although the profit of the ore is not much, it is not too simple to live a worry-free life.

Galen looked at Roland up and down, and finally looked at Falcon ’s face and had to say, “Well, since you ’re the old man, you ’ll speak, then I ’ll accept the big nephew, but I ’m a fair person. I will give as much as I want to mine, and I will not take special care of him, how? "

Falken chuckled, "No problem."

Then he patted Roland's shoulder and turned to leave slowly. Galen opened the door of the big stone house, and a stinky green smell of rock rushed across the face. This is a large warehouse with a lot of ore in it.

Galen took out a mine **** and a large basket, threw it into Roland and said, "This is your tool. Let's dig in the hole ... By the way, what's your name, I have to remember . "

Galen picked up the quill, took a pen from the table drawer, and carefully opened it: "Speak, please report your age."

"Roland, seventeen."

In reality, Roland is already twenty-two years old, but the setting of the game characters is seventeen years old, between teenagers and young people, so he can only report this. After all, he is now tender, even if he is twenty-two years old, I won't believe it.

Galen wrote the name on the notebook, and Roland looked at it secretly, and found that the characters in this world were hieroglyphs, and the fonts were a little slanted. I did n’t know if the characters themselves were caused by Galen ’s personal writing style.

Then Galen waved at Roland, who picked up the **** and the big basket and went into the mine.

The opening of the cave is very large. After all, the mine should be ventilated. This is a normal practice. On the rock wall of the mine, an oil lamp hangs every few tens of meters. The rock wall is very wet, and it is full of water when touched by hand.

Roland dragged the basket forward, with potholes under his feet and gravel everywhere. After walking for a few minutes, he finally heard the thumping sound in front of him, and after a while, he saw the end of the mine, seven Eight people, scattered in all directions of the mine, sweating like rain.

This is the real mining area. The space inside is quite wide. The top of the rock is tens of meters high. The distance between the left and right sides is about 30 meters. The sight is very dim, although oil lamps are hung on the surrounding rock walls. But it is still difficult to see the distance.

Roland jumped off the platform and made a noise. Someone noticed him, but he quickly continued his mining career. For miners, time is money, there is nothing wrong with this.

After carefully observing the surrounding environment, Roland walked to a place where no one was there, put down the basket, and after seeing the swaying posture of other miners, he learned it in a decent way.

On the afternoon of the mining day, the Khandi mine cave soil was dug all copper, with a purity of five.

In the tinkling sound, Roland remembered the poem. When the online game was on the rise, he was still a child under ten years old. He saved frugally and skipped breakfast for a month before saving. The monthly card of the first month of a certain x odd online game, and then two days later every day to mine in the hole, and then the game currency was replaced with the monthly card, which barely played the game.

In the first online game, he was most impressed by mining. Now that he is the first virtual online game in the world, he has started mining again. He does n’t know whether he should describe it by reincarnation or fate.

Mining is hard work ... very tiring, but the player has a professional template, even if it is a caster profession like Roland, the physical quality is much higher than the average person. When he started to hoe, the mining **** always played. On the hard rock surface, the **** will get stuck in the crack of the rock, but cooked will always make a good one. After half an hour, Roland feels that his power and timing of **** seems better.

A yellow-and-white stone was dug out, and Roland picked it up and looked at it, then shook his head, threw it aside, and continued to wave his hoe. When Galen opened the warehouse in the front, he took photos of the ore in the warehouse using the camera function that comes with the system, so now he can use the system photo in his mind to compare whether he dug out the ore.

Of course, this comparison method is not very accurate, but at least much better than thinking about it.

After another half an hour, the other miners have sat down to rest, and Roland is still mining. The other miners got together and pointed at him in the back. There was a faint laughter. Listening to the sound, it was estimated that he was laughing at Roland so hard, and the skin was tender and tender, and it must not last long.

Roland ignored them and continued to hoe. Anyway, now he didn't feel tired, he continued to work hard.

The miners rested for a while and laughed for a while, and then continued to dig again. After an hour, they were tired and gathered together to rest, while Roland was still waving his hoe. Now they didn't talk about Roland any more, they just watched behind in silence.

After a short rest, they continued to mine, but after more than an hour, they were tired and gathered together to rest, Roland still swaying.

The group of miners looked at the thin young man in front with incredible eyes, and someone couldn't help but walked to Roland, looked at the stones in his basket, and then looked at a small one that had been dug up by Roland The truncated rock wall is concave and the expression is complicated and difficult to understand.

Roland pryed a stone from the rock wall, glanced at it, and threw it into the basket, then smiled at the miner who came to see it, and then dragged the heavy basket and took the mine **** and left the mine.

At this point, the effect of language proficiency has disappeared, and Roland is too lazy to communicate with others.

A group of miners watched him go away, and then looked at only about half a basket of ore in his basket, and suddenly felt dull.

Pulling the basket out of the mine, the dazzling sunlight outside allowed Roland's eyes to adapt for a while. Then he dragged the basket to the front of Galen. He lifted the basket in his hands and put it on the other party's table.

The basket is very heavy and almost crushed the table. Galen was frightened and awakened from a nap. He glanced at the basket that blocked his line of sight, then looked sideways to see Roland, and said in surprise.

It's just that Roland couldn't understand it. He heard Galen grunting and said, shrugging helplessly: "Sorry, the time limit for language proficiency is over."

Galen froze for a moment, and he couldn't understand what the other person was talking about, but after all he was a businessman, traveling south and north and knowing what was going on.

He also wanted to say something, and then he had to helplessly remove the basket, started to sort the stones in the basket, and tossed away the useless ones, then divided the quality into three piles, and finally he counted it from the pocket Twenty-eight copper coins were taken out and placed on the table.

Roland picked it up, counted it, and turned away.