124 The Mayor Returns (1/2)

In the game, Roland could feel the presence of a lot of magical elements in the air, but in the real world, he couldn't feel them at all.

Were there no magical elements in the real world, or anything like them?

This was most likely the case.

However, there was another possibility!

Roland thought that maybe his attributes in the real world were so poor that he couldn't feel the presence of magical elements to begin with.

After all, in the game, his attributes were much higher than in reality.

After pondering over this, Roland felt that if it was the first possibility, then there wasn't much else to think about.

However, if it were the second possibility, then he had to start to consider how he would raise his ”attributes” in reality.

After pondering over this, he still had no idea how to go about it.

It was probably useless to do bodybuilding. Many bodybuilders had made their muscles look like that of orcs, but they were still ordinary people.

Not to mention breaking the void with their fists, they couldn't even break a strength-testing machine with a single punch. They were too weak.

Requesting help from the so-called Qigong, or internal cultivation, also felt unreliable.

If it could be done, people would be practicing Qigong all over China. After all, Qigong flourished back in the day, when hundreds of millions of people practiced Qigong at the same time. Even a great scientist had fallen into the craze and wrote a lot about Qigong.

If it really worked, then there should have been successful cases. After all, there were hundreds of millions of people, it was impossible that there was no talent suitable for cultivation amongst them.

So… it was almost impossible to increase attributes through normal methods in the real world.

How about searching for ways inside the game?

This was a game, and wasn't a game.

Some abilities also worked in reality, such as Language Proficiency.

What about other spells or magic items that worked in reality?

Could he really find what he wanted?

Roland heaved a sigh as he subconsciously went to the window of the Magic Tower and looked at the turquoise skyline in the distance.

This was a wonderful world, and they knew so little about it.

Therefore, Roland felt that he shouldn't be in a rush. He should take things slowly and improve his own strength first.

When he had enough strength, he would explore elsewhere. For example, Aldo had mentioned a lot of strange things to him when they chatted.

The world tree's flowers, dragon flesh, dragon blood, and other things of that sort.

When the time comes, he would bring these things back…

With a goal in mind, Roland immediately returned to the magic lab to work on the derivation of spell models.

However, he didn't have any experience in this area.

After deriving for a while, he watched the white magic puppet hold a blue miaodao, cutting all the wooden dummies within ten meters of it into pieces like a harvester.

The blue miaodao was simply the compression and enhancement Hand of Magic.

Yes. The offensive magic puppet is complete.

Its speed and ability to recognize friend and foe, as well as its basic cognition, had already reached the limit of what Roland could accomplish at his current level.

With attack comes defense.

It was necessary to create a magic puppet with a shield that could protect a spellcaster.

However, Roland wasn't in a rush to continue spell derivation, and instead, he went to visit Aldo's house.

After identifying himself, Roland entered the manor and was taken to a study.

Aldo looked a little bit more haggard than he did before. He sat behind the desk, his eyes sunken like two dark holes in his face.

”Chairman, how did you become like this?”

Roland was surprised.

Aldo waved his hand weakly. ”Don't mention it. I've been trying to make a baby for two months, almost day and night, but still no maidservants have gotten pregnant. My mind is so weary.”

Roland was speechless. He thought that because Aldo had lost his only son, Aldo was so sad that he couldn't eat, drink, or sleep, resulting in his current appearance. He never expected that it was because of exhaustion.

He worried about him for nothing.

Aldo smiled apologetically at Roland who wore a disdainful look, and said, ”I haven't been able to go back to the Magic Tower for a while, so I'll have to keep troubling you.”

”Is that all right?” Roland sighed deeply. ”If you go on like this, I'll take all your authority.”

”Take it, then.” Aldo snorted, ”I'm not interested in that position at all. Now that someone has finally come to take on my responsibilities, I couldn't be happier.”

Rolands expression was awful as if he had eaten crap.

He also didn't want to deal with worldly troubles. He was devoted to the study of magic.

However, one who receives gifts sells his liberty… Aldo didn't attend to matters, so he had to as the Deputy Chairman.