As soon as everyone walked in, they saw Mo Lan sitting in the conference room. They quickly quickened their pace and found their seats to sit down. Xu Zongxin was standing behind Mo Lan.
"What do you think of this sudden appearance of the Wangdu Mage Association?"
"I just dragged a friend in the royal capital to inquire about it.
The Wangdu Mage Association was reorganized from the Yuan Hui Mage Association. The original Hui Mage held a very unique position in the Wangdu.
And now that the spiritual power has been transformed into combat effectiveness, the power and status are even more out of control, especially the association is highly valued by Marquis Morse, and his shadow is behind the Royal Capital Mage Association."
Lin Bo continued.
"In addition, I also asked players from various places and learned a piece of news.
Mage associations or mage organizations have been established one after another throughout the game.
It is not the kind of players in the past, but formed by aboriginal forces, mostly formed by painters, and has strong strength.
And the source of their job transfer method should be some players."
After Lin Bo finished speaking, he sat down and Mo Lan spoke.
"Among players, our reputation is very great, and our reputation is very high. Basically everyone who knows mages knows about our Mages Association, knows that we are the original, and that we are the birthplace of mages.
In other words, among the players, our status is basically unshakable. As long as we don't commit suicide, any other players' mage associations will be weaker than ours, and their appeal to mages will be weaker.
But the aboriginal people are different. They only know about mages now, but they don't know about the Mages Association.
In their opinion, the Mage Association they established is the most orthodox.
And in my opinion, they will all say that the Master is their own creation and others are just shameless plagiarists.
More importantly, we really can’t explain this kind of thing clearly, and no one will listen to us.”
"But they all know it very well."
Suddenly an elder spoke out, and Mo Lan smiled when he heard the words.
"It can only be said that some people in some associations know it well, but this is of no use. Instead, it will only become a reason for them to target us, attack us, or even eliminate us.
Because the real creator is dead, no one can say they are fake.
I said it very easily below before. They are all rubbish. Indeed, those in the Wangdu Mage Association are all rubbish. They are only six rings. I can kill them.
But the situation we face is very serious, because we cannot only recruit player mages.
There are more aboriginal people, and we can't keep them out. In addition, it's just a matter of switching to a mage, but I can't accept others plagiarizing and criticizing others. I can't stand this kind of grievance.
So at this time, we can't just use our mouths to reason, we must use our fists to make them listen to us. Just like me before, he will recognize me as the creator.
In addition, we are not without advantages. Our advantage is very big, and that is the players.
Players are all arrogant and cannot tolerate the atmosphere of the Aboriginal Mage Association, and they all know that we are the orthodox ones, so they will come to our association.
I am not proud to say that due to the efforts of our country, player mages have basically received secondary and higher education. We can easily cultivate a large number of elite mages and spread them around the world, establishing one association branch after another.
In the end, strength counts and I hope everyone will work together."
There was crackling applause and Mo Lan stood up.
"Okay, that's all I have to say. The next meeting will be chaired by Lin Go, who will focus on sorting out and digesting the harvest of the nobles, and maintaining the stability of the six-ring summoning spell."
"yes."
Lin Bo nodded, and Mo Lan immediately turned around and left, returning to the fifth floor of the Mage Tower.
What is on the desktop is still the spell model of the sixth-ring summoning spell.
At this time, Mo Lan looked down from the window.
In a large pit, a blast furnace has been formed and is undergoing ignition experiments.
Lin Bo is very efficient, and the people from Eternal Blazing Sun have already repaired the blast furnace.
Mo Lan felt very strange looking at the blast furnace, then shook his head and laughed out loud.
“In the eyes of the indigenous people, blast furnaces can produce astonishing high temperatures. Isn’t it a mysterious magic?
In our eyes in the past, people who could fly and shoot fireballs were also magical spells.
But now it seems that what you understand is science, and what you don’t understand is magic. This has nothing to do with whether the energy source is elements, electricity, or coal."
"But I don't know if the temperature of this blast furnace can smelt black iron stone, and I don't know what the temperature of my fireball is.
That should be okay, right?”
However, there was still a trace of worry in Mo Lan's heart, and he subconsciously thought about a solution. After a while, a solution came to his mind.
“One of the core requirements of a blast furnace is heat preservation, high temperature resistance, and temperature rise.
They are all related to temperature, so I should be able to maintain the advantages of modern blast furnaces and add a constant spell model to the blast furnace to improve its high temperature resistance.
I can even use red rock directly as a construction material, and the effect should be better.
Wait, it seems that this is better, I can design a magical blast furnace by myself."
Mo Lan probably had an idea in his mind, but he didn't put it into practice. Instead, he simply recorded it, then eliminated distracting thoughts and summoned the Winged Sky Beast.
Come to the element pool level and use the perception ability of the winged space beast to directly transport the space elements.
The moment he moved the space elements into the element pool, Mo Lan frowned, and the worries in his heart became a reality.
I originally thought that the forbidden magic field of the element pool was also effective on space elements. After all, they are all elements, but I thought about it again.
If the forbidden magic field can suppress the space element, then the flash spell cannot be used within the range of the forbidden magic field.
Because of this, the more Mo Lan thought about it, the more something was wrong, and there was a faint worry in his heart, but he didn't expect it to become a reality at this moment.
"If the space element cannot be suppressed, then the space element pool is nonsense. I cannot store space elements at all."
Mo Lan frowned.
"If I can't store space elements, it means that I can't use this sixth-ring spell even if I stabilize it.
Simply using the Winged Sky Beast to condense space elements is useless. Before the spell model is activated, the spell model does not have the ability to suppress the elements, so it cannot bind the elements."
Mo Lan gently rubbed the center of his brow with his hand, returned to the fifth floor of the mage tower, and read through the properties of items that had been tested so far.
Mo Lan briefly turned it over and put it back.
"The performance of spatial attributes is not within the testing range of basic properties, nor is it within the testing capabilities of ordinary mages.
It’s no use!”
Mo Lan fell into deep thought, and once again felt the difficulty of innovation.
Being at the forefront means there is no way ahead, and you must forge ahead on your own.
Everything must be created by yourself, there are no shortcuts.
