Chapter 142: Building the Mage Tower
"Moshen, sharp technique!"
Lu Leng shouted loudly, holding a rapier in his hand.
Upon hearing this, Mo Lan, who was standing next to him, immediately led more than 20 mages to cast a spell together.
"Sharp Technique!"
The sharpness technique covered the rapier with a layer of golden film, and upon seeing this, Lu Leng immediately stabbed it into the stone wall.
Stone slabs more than one meter long were cut out one by one, and the players behind immediately followed, taking the stone slabs to the side for processing, cutting out simple concave and convex mortise and tenon structures, and placing them on a cart when finished.
Fill a small cart, with two people carrying it in the front and two people pushing it in the back.
The cart will not be full. Taking the players' emotions into consideration, four people work together and it is easy to push it up without being too tiring.
Although this will slow down the progress of the project a lot, it is still much better than a player strike.
After all, these are all players. No matter what they do in real life, they come to the game to play.
If you want them to work, you have to take care of their emotions.
Otherwise, if he is unhappy with the job, he may just quit and no one can do anything to him, not even the guild president.
“Speaking of which, it’s really hard to be a guild president. I’m fine. All the people in the guild are recruited from real life. They are employees and are easier to manage.
These guild leaders are in charge of players, tsk tsk."
“In fact, it is relatively easy to manage in real games, after all, the currency in real games is almost one-to-one with real money.
Therefore, the value in the real game is linked to the real value. Once the players have something to worry about, they will be easier to manage and more obedient. As long as the president can lead them to make money, they will be obedient.
Didn't you see how much support Geng Tao had from the Niehuo Guild? It was because he could make money and liked to help the people in the guild make money, so everyone was willing to listen to him.
Before that, the guild players were all free from all worries. Tsk, tsk, tsk, that’s when it became really hard to manage them.”
"Too."
Zou Peng watched Mo Lan cast another Sharp Technique and then walked out.
"I'll go take a look up there, and also prepare some iced watermelons for the working players.
Well, let the girl sent by Utopia deliver the watermelons and cheer us on."
“I know how to play.”
Mo Lan gave a thumbs up.
"We have to encourage the players. I'll think of a way to hold a bonfire party someday. I don't even bother to prepare a program. I can just have a barbecue, serve fruits, give out red envelopes, and invite all the handsome guys and pretty girls to come."
Zou Peng left, and Mo Lan continued to organize a group of mages here to cast sharp spells on several people who were mining.
However, in the intervals between casting spells, Mo Lan did not relax, but carefully sensed the details of each resonant spell and the overall process, allowing the mage group to adjust and learn little by little.
I still say it again as before, it's impossible for a mage group to be considered a group only if Mo Lan is there, right?
Spell resonance is considered successful only if the group can still cast spells after leaving Mo Lan, and Mo Lan doesn't have that much free time to waste on such highly repetitive work.
The stone wall was quickly hollowed out by the miners, and pieces of hard, heavy stone slabs passed through hundreds of meters of soil and rock layers and came out into the sun.
At this moment, a long stone bridge has appeared on the shore of Mirror Lake.
The stone bridge is half on the water surface and half in the water, extending all the way to the depths of the lake.
We walked along the stone bridge for several miles before we saw an island in the middle of the lake.
The island is large and flat, with some shrubs and trees growing on it. The center of the island has been flattened, with cartloads of stone slabs piled up here, and some seats and fruits nearby.
After moving a load of goods, the players would eat some fruit here, looking at the lake and the island, talking and laughing.
Therefore, many screenshots were uploaded to the forum, and the sour taste was overwhelming for a while.
"I admire it."
"Is the Mage Association so high-end? There's a Mage Tower and an island in the middle of the lake.
I want an island in the middle of the lake, too."
"Hahaha, this is the Mage Association! I'm going to go help, even if it means lending a hand. This will be my territory from now on."
"Don't worry about it, you may not be able to join the Mage Guild."
The downstairs people said sourly, but the wizard was not angry when he saw it.
"It's okay. If I can't get in, I'll just hang out in Red Maple City and have fun. I'll be able to get in one day."
"Plus one, I want to help too."
"This will be the territory of the Mage Association from now on."
“Mo Shen loves us so much, we can’t just stand there and watch, right?
Sisters, maybe we are not as strong as them, but we can serve them tea and water, right? We can cheer them up, right?
Those who have come to Red Maple City in advance, please come and sign up with me. We can’t let Mo Shen do it alone in our Mage Association!"
"I'm going too."
"Add me in."
As time slowly passed, more and more stone slabs were piled on the island in the middle of the lake, as if a new hill had appeared.
By this time the players were getting a little impatient. Although they did not go on strike, their enthusiasm for work was not very high.
In desperation, Zou Peng had to take a day off, prepare bonfire, barbecue, fruits, red envelopes, and hold a bonfire party, which lasted until dawn.
After the excitement, Mo Lan also brought the magician group to the center of the island where the magician tower was to be built.
Looking at the open space, Mo Lan took a deep breath.
"Stonewall! Stonewall! Stonewall! Next group!"
"Stonewall! Stonewall! Stonewall! Next group!"
Mo Lan cast the stone wall spell over and over again towards the open space, without stopping, until the entire mage group was almost exhausted.
When other players came over after their vacation, they were surprised to find that the open space had been completely compacted. The entire, large area had been compacted, and four large holes appeared at the foundation of the mage tower.
The circular hole was two meters in diameter and was pitch black inside, appearing to extend deep into the ground.
Later, someone made a simple measurement and found that it was more than 100 meters deep.
“Tsk tsk tsk, more than a hundred meters, it seems that Mo Shen is also afraid.”
"Hahaha, how can I not be afraid? But the building-collapsing method he invented cannot beat you, but it can collapse your building.
No matter how tall or solid a building is, if it can't fly, it will be hollowed out from the bottom.
However, it is estimated that it is difficult for Mo Shen's house to collapse, as the soil layer has been compacted and the foundation has been sent to the bottom of the rock layer hundreds of meters deep.
This requires digging out an underground space of more than 100 meters, especially under the feet of Mo Shen, who is the best at magic. It is not very realistic. "
"Tsk, tsk, what a pity."
After Geng Tao finished speaking, the others looked at him strangely.
Amid the discussions of many guild presidents and under the watchful eyes of countless mages who came voluntarily, the construction of the Mage Tower officially began.
The stone slabs are fastened to each other with simple mortise and tenon joints, and are firmly fixed by their own weight.
At the same time, the magician group cast a spell, using the stone wall spell to fill the gaps between the stones and turn them into a whole.
At this time, the warriors who have been transferred play an important role. The stone slabs are like toys in their hands, light as a feather, and can be turned around with one hand. They can be thrown to other people one by one, passed quickly, and then all are piled up in the right place.
At this moment, with the joint efforts of the mages and warriors, the spell tower quickly took shape and extended upwards.
One floor... two floors... three floors... four floors...
As the days passed, like a magic trick, a majestic and tall stone tower with no cracks, completely white, stood above Mirror Lake.
