Chapter 688 - It’s All Roland’s Fault (1/2)

Chapter 688 It’s All Roland’s Fault

Hearing the words of the Goddess of Magic, all the players looked at Roland with enmity.

Green with envy.

You already have a beautiful queen for ***k’s sake, your secretary works for you during the day, you work with your secretary at night, and then you have an ambiguous relationship with the Life Goddess, and now the Goddess of Magic is actually publicly offering to invite you to go shopping.

This is a real goddess.

Not the kind of goddess in the eyes of a simp.

“Can’t bear to watch anymore.” “I’m going to drink some soda and flush the citric acid out of my stomach.” “I feel a dimensional reduction attack.”

“I’m fine. I still have a succubus at home. I’ll go back to her for comfort.”

“Don’t go down the nice boat.” O’Neal smiled grimly, giving Roland a look.

Then the men cursed and walked away. The apparition of the Goddess of Magic sat on Roland’s shoulder and smiled. “These people of yours are really interesting. They really don’t have much fear of me, even though they can’t see me.”

“Well in our world, there are no gods.”

Mystra looked sideways at Roland and whispered, “Do you think there really aren’t

any?”

“If there were, we would have found them by now.”

“Then how did you guys get here?” Mystra laughed softly. “Did you really come here under your own power?”

Roland jerked his head to look at Mystra.

This way, his mouth was very close to Mystra’s small apparition, a centimeter or two short of a kiss.

But instead of pulling away, Mystra said softly, “Don’t be surprised, don’t be anxious. If you continue to grow, one day, you will discover the truth of your world.”

“What truth?”

“Not sure.” Mystra stretched out a little finger and pressed it against Roland’s lower lip. “I’m not from your world, so how would I know. But with enough strength, the truth of everything in the world will naturally appear in front of you. Just as all of us gods vaguely know where you Golden Sons come from.”

Roland was silent. The Goddess of Magic’s words had convinced him more and more that this world was not a game.

Although he was already extremely suspicious, it was a different feeling to have his suspicions confirmed by someone else.

After a moment, Roland let out a long breath.

There was a god in his world?

This was something that refreshed his three views.

“Well, enough of this talk, sooner or later you will know.” The Goddess of Magic pressed on Roland’s face. “Quickly show me around the city. After all, I don’t carry much divine power in this clone; it won’t last much longer.”

“Okay.”

Roland walked out of the makeshift meeting house and walked down the streets of Wetland City. This city, built entirely by players, was nothing like any other city.

…Whether it was in terms of the layout, the infrastructure, or institutional core.

Not to mention the nearly forty-meter-wide main road, just the drainage system that accompanied the main road alone outshone all human cities, including the capital of Fareins.

There was also the fact that the city was quite clean. There were many vendors along the streets, but it was still clean with little to no trash.

The Goddess of Magic sat on Roland’s shoulder and took it all in, then she pointed to the street vendors and asked Roland to take her over out of curiosity.

At this point, they had walked down an artistic street.

Honestly, the aesthetic eye for art in the information age was far superior to this world.

There were people selling wood sculptures, clay sculptures, and sand sculptures.

Some did portraits, some did interior design, and there was everything that one could think of.

There were also many different kinds of artwork, such as Pokemon, anthropomorphic animals, and even armed mechanical robot models.

They were all stalls set up by players. The NPC tourists or merchants who passed through the area would walk around this street, which had become one of the most famous places of Wetland City.

The exotic artwork of the Golden Sons had gradually spread around the world.

The other most prestigious and famous attraction was the neighboring food street.

If the crafts market made for an artful experience, then the food street was an addictive one.

This street had all kinds of food.

From snacks to feasts, and there were delicacies made with local ingredients, with gastronomical concepts from Earth.

For example, the Soaring Dragon was made from sub-dragon thigh bones, simmered in broth for a day and night, served with meatballs made from chopped tender sub-dragon thigh meat, casseroled for three hours, sprinkled with something like shallots for dressing, and then this amazingly tasty meatball soup would be ready. Similarly, there was Night Mooring by Maple Bridge, where the main ingredient was the black devil viper.

In Planetary Devastation, the main ingredient was single-horned rabbit meat.

In The Wrath of the Undead, the main ingredient was a rabbit head… but only players loved to eat this; the NPCs would be shocked by it.