Chapter 156 - At Odds (1/2)

What was in the middle of the screen was indeed a painting, but not a literal painting. This was a particular kind of intuitive recognition he had.

The spell models that Roland recently saw and learned were all points and lines. This model, however, was a square formation.

The long, square blocks were piled together, and the squares also had colors, appearing garish and green and looking chaotic, but with a unique design.

It was like an abstract and vintage kind of painting

Then Roland also found himself unable to understand it.

Could this thing be an architectural cutaway? But it doesn’t look like one either.

After looking at it for a while, he sent a message to O’Neal: “I can’t understand it either, can I make a copy? When I get into the game, I’ll go ask Aldo about it, maybe he’ll know something.”

“It was meant for you, do as you wish.”

After a casual conversation with O’Neal, they both went offline.

Roland, meanwhile, helped the family with some ch.o.r.es, and when evening fell, he borrowed an ashtray from his father. After he had washed it clean, he cut out a little of the aromatic incense and lit it up.

Afterward, he sat down cross-legged on his bed and began to meditate.

Probably because of the aromatic incense, his meditation went exceptionally well this time, and when he felt his legs go numb and opened his eyes, he found that it was already midnight.

“Oh, s***!” Roland jumped up from his bed, changed into his pajamas, and lay inside the game cabin.

Maybe it was because the meditation effect was so good just now that he wasn’t sleepy anymore. It took nearly an hour of hard tossing and turning in the game cabin before he was able to sleep.

When he entered the game, he saw Vivian in his study, looking at him with a look of having seen a ghost, and then her expression immediately became calm.

Roland calculated that he hadn’t entered the game for three hours, which meant that nine hours had pa.s.sed since the last time this world had temporarily stopped.

In other words, there were about nine hours where he was not in the Magic Tower.

No wonder Vivian had such a look on her face.

Roland smiled at her apologetically. “Did I scare you?”

Vivian nodded repeatedly. “Deputy Chairman, you suddenly disappeared. No one saw you for several hours, and the guards said you didn’t leave the Magic Tower. You scared us. We looked for you everywhere and couldn’t find you. We thought you had been swallowed up by some spatial aperture-after all, you have been practicing spatial magic lately.”

At this moment, Vivian’s dainty face was a little pale, and it was obvious that she was really freaked out.

“Well, I went back to my original dimension.” Roland was suddenly a little curious. “Oh, that’s right, I just appeared out of nowhere, right? How did I appear?”

Vivian thought about it and said, “It’s just a cloud of green light that emerged out of nowhere, and then it turned into you.”

Hmm… is that the effect of logging into the game?

Vivian looked at Roland, suddenly propped her hands on the desk, and said, “Deputy Chairman, if next time you have to go back to your original dimension for a long time, please tell me and don’t make me worry.”

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Looking at the imposingly “fierce” Vivian, Roland subconsciously looked at her collar again, and then s.h.i.+fted away after two seconds.

Due to the acuteness particular to females, Vivian was startled for a moment. She immediately blushed, then straightened her body, and glared at Roland angrily before she walked out of the study.

Roland let out a sigh of relief and then walked out of the Magic Tower.

The two Magic Tower guards saw him and were relieved.

They were really afraid that the deputy chairman had inexplicably disappeared.