Once you have an idea, the next step is to splice and incorporate the spell model.

It took another half a day to get the sugar-making magic done, and finally spent half a day to check the error.

Dozens of experiments were conducted, so that a hill-high white glucose crystal powder was piled up on his table.

He also tasted a lot, and the taste was pretty good.

"It's done!"

Roland held a ball of glucose in each of his left and right hands, and smiled happily.

If I can’t make bread, I can make some candy to fill my stomach.

Then he copied the spell model and put it into the system space. Then he prepared to go out and sacrifice this thing to the magic goddess.

Oilmaking, watermaking, and now there are also sugarmaking water.

Three consecutive magics were completed in one go!

In the future, the player's game chronicles, or the magic history of this world, will definitely have their own name.

When a person's wealth or status reaches a certain level, most people will think of leaving a name in history.

He left the dormitory happily, and was about to go away and use teleportation magic to teleport himself to the Frans Royal City, but he saw that the atmosphere around him seemed to be a little wrong.

Some students who were entering and leaving the dormitory were very envious when they saw Roland.

This puzzled Roland.

He hasn't left the dormitory for the past ten days, so naturally he doesn't know what has happened recently.

He stopped a student passing by, and Roland asked, "Has something happened recently?"

This man also knew Roland. He immediately smiled and said, "Your Excellency Roland, you have been in the dormitory for more than ten days to study magic. You may not know that the Great Elder has been replaced. The Great Elder is Old Julian."

Many people know that Roland seems to have a private deal with Julian, and the two have a good relationship.

So they envy Roland's "luck".

I see!

Roland vaguely understood how the Julian family beat the Robert family.

White Cloud Flying Technique.

Roland smiled and thanked the classmate who helped solve the problem, he walked away and teleported to the Royal City of Frans.

He went to find Stefanie and Andonara first.

The couple was better than the newlyweds, and Anna pulled him on Stefanie's big bed for three days and three nights.

This made Stefanie very depressed. As the owner, she had a room and a bed and couldn't sleep, so she had to go to the guest room.

Afterwards, Roland went to the outskirts of the Royal City of Frans and found a small chapel of the goddess of magic.

There is no way... The holy land of the God of Light is in the city of Frans, so he naturally cannot allow the temples of other gods to be built in the city.

Not to mention the goddess of magic, even the goddess of life has to build the church in the suburbs.

When he entered the church, Roland sacrificed "Roland's simple sugar-making technique".

Less than ten seconds after the magic disappeared, the huge divine power was projected, and Roland was directly pulled into the Kingdom of Magic.

On the large floating platform with blue and white circular space patterns, the magic goddess Misla was holding a piece of paper, looking excited and her cheeks flushed.

"What an interesting idea. I put forward the ingredients directly from the air to make this very unique sugar. I have tasted it just now, and it tasted quite good." Misella walked up to Roland while talking: "What's the name of this sugar powder so white?"

"glucose?"

"The sugar squeezed out of the grapes? It doesn't seem to taste the most." Misella was a little puzzled: "And you obviously extracted the material from the air."

"Oh, this is a bit troublesome to explain."

Actually, it’s not troublesome, it’s just that Roland doesn’t want to explain so much, because that kind of content will involve the real world.

"Hey, Roland!" Misla looked at him with shiny eyes: "I know you have a lot of unique knowledge in your head, so, come and believe me, okay?"

As long as the gods believe in, the gods can indirectly obtain the knowledge of believers.

Of course, it's just knowledge, not thought.

Now Misla felt more and more that Roland was a treasure boy.

It would be a pity if such a boy was not held in his hands earlier if he was snatched away by someone else.

Roland smiled and didn't speak.

Misla continued, "I will not treat you badly, I can give you all the favors of God, money, and power. If you want to sit, you can sit as you want, and even... From now on, you will be my best friend, my saint, and my fellow travelers."

Misella is now very close, and I don’t know if it’s an illusion, or the Yuanbang who just tried a new magic and ate some glucose... Roland smelled a sweet and fragrant smell.

Very charming, very smooth.
Chapter completed!