At this moment, in the Church of Light, Schuck said to the Pope, "The church can take away some of the people rescued from the Realm of Devils. They will be excellent believers and lambs for us."
The Pope, wearing a pale golden robe, sat on the throne and leaned over to look at the Saint Samurai who had made the most progress. "Why can't we take all of them?"
"That's impossible, Your Holiness. The royal family and the other great nobles won't allow the church to take everyone away."
The Pope nodded. "You have a point. Let's do as you say."
"Okay."
Schuck nodded and left.
After Schuck left, a woman who was glowing faintly came in from the side door.
The Pope saw her and said with a smile, "It seems that Holy Son Schuck is indeed insightful. He knows when to advance and when to compromise. No wonder the Goddess dotes on him so much. "
"The Goddess has given me another order," the Holy Lady said helplessly. "It's also about Schuck."
"What does the Goddess mean?"
The Holy Lady shook her head. "No other women are allowed to approach him except Margret."
All right!
The Pope rubbed his forehead helplessly. "How is that possible? You know how charismatic Schuck is. Not to mention other women, even you, the Holy Lady, are at a loss when you see him."
The Holy Lady blushed slightly. "I don't, of course not. Pope, don't talk nonsense."
After Schuck left the Pope's Hall, he sent a message to Roland using the guild chat system.
Schuck: "The Church of Light will also take in a large number of people, so don't worry about rescuing and settling them down. Focus on the magic transmission."
After a long pause, Roland finally replied, "Okay."
At this moment, Roland was already in the Magic Tower in Delpon, concentrating on magic research.
Under his orders, a large number of magic materials were purchased into the Magic Tower for Roland to experiment with.
At first, Roland used brute force to crack it.
It was simply to replace the magic materials and see if there were any changes in the stability and durability of the teleportation magic array.
Then he recorded it with numbers and saved it into his mathematical magic model.
The progress was very slow at first.
But as more and more data was recorded, the speed of research began to accelerate.
He could import the data into the mathematical model, then reverse it and calculate the effect of the mixture of several materials.
At the same time, he added changes to the spirit and magical runes.
Instead, he came up with a new formula.
Then, he tested the formula to see if the effect was exactly the same as what he had deduced.
If it was right, he would continue to optimize this formula.
If it was wrong, then what was wrong with the data could be deduced and more data could be obtained.
Then, the data was put into the data model and new calculations were made.
Under this virtuous cycle, he managed to reduce the cost of the Teleportation Magic Array to one gold coin within half a month.
Then, it could teleport about 100 people. This was because the difference in weight was taken into account.
Weight can affect teleportation?
Although it wasn't a large number, the more people there were, the greater the consumption would be.
Materials worth one gold coin?
Logically speaking, it could create a hundred-person teleportation array.
This was indeed very impressive.
It was equivalent to each person spending 160 RMB for a long-distance teleportation.
However, the price was still a little high.
After all, the number of people they were going to teleport wasn't just a few hundred thousand, but a few million?
It was very likely to be in the tens of millions.
Convert?
It would take at least several hundred thousand gold coins to teleport everyone.
If there were hundreds of millions of people, the number would be even more terrifying.
There were still about thirteen days before the deadline he had set.
Roland should continue to improve the Teleportation Magic Array?
And improve the formula for the magic materials.
But after the cost was compressed to a certain extent, it would be very difficult to lower it further.
It took another ten days for him to reduce the cost of the Teleportation Magic Array to about 80 silver coins.
And the number of people teleported was increased to 150.
This was a huge improvement.
But he still wasn't satisfied.
It was just that time didn't allow it anymore.
He had to pack a large number of magic materials in his Backpack and teleport to Sisilia.
The outskirts of Sisilia at this time?
There was already a huge flat area.
There were a lot of small rocky houses there?
A lot of clothes that didn't cover the body?
Emaciated humans were moving around the houses that were densely packed like a popcorn lattice.
These were all people rescued from the Realm of Devils.
At this time, the players had swept through three breeding cities and rescued nearly 400,000 people.
These people returned to the main plane through the portal and were settled nearby.
Maybe it was because of returning to their homeland, or maybe it was because they sensed the rising sun, many of the muddle-headed "meat people" gradually began to regain their intelligence.
Although they still couldn't speak, they already knew how to follow the players' instructions and go to fixed places to eat, drink, and poop, which saved the players so much trouble.
Otherwise, just helping them wash the feces off their bodies would be a troublesome and uncomfortable thing.
As soon as Roland appeared, he was surrounded by a lot of people.
In particular, Solisa, this graceful woman, was now noticeably thinner.
Players didn't need to sleep, but if they were too busy and couldn't even eat properly, even as professionals, they would lose weight in a short time.
"How's it going?"
"It barely reached my ideal cost."
Roland took some magic materials out of his Backpack and scattered them on the ground.
Under the influence of his mental power, the materials were mixed on their own and quickly formed beautiful patterns. In the end, the mageweath switch was connected under Roland's control, and a large teleportation magic array with a radius of about four meters was immediately activated.
A lavender glow flowed over the magic pattern, which looked extremely beautiful.
"What's the cost?" asked Solisa.
"The cost is eighty silver coins to teleport a hundred and fifty people." Roland paused for a moment and said, "After teleporting a hundred and fifty people, the magic array will be ineffective, and then you have to add magic materials in, and then it will activate on its own again."
"You just need to add magic materials, and there's no need for other steps, such as infusion of magic power."
Although the magic world was amazing, the law of conservation of magic energy was still important.
"You just need to put the materials in," Roland explained. "I've added a simple magic element gathering array to this magic array, which is sort of an array within an array. As long as there are enough materials, it can theoretically keep running."
"Awesome!" Even though she was a lady, Solisa couldn't help but spit out a curse.
She was a Summoner and someone related to spellcasters.
Although the Summoner's spells didn't need to be learned in a room and could be learned as soon as they reached a certain level, it didn't stop her from learning magic knowledge.
After all, the more magic you knew, the more you would know the upper limits of your opponent's abilities, and how to avoid or counterattack.
"I'll build three magic arrays here first, and then build three interconnecting magic arrays in Fareins," Roland said after a pause. "Of course, I'll have to talk to the royal family of Fareins about this first and get ready. It may take a day or two."
Solisa waved her hand. "It's fine. Go ahead and do your thing. We can still hold on for a few days."
Roland nodded and left with Teleportation.
"How nice. We can come and go as we please. Spatial magic is so convenient."
She was very envious, but unfortunately … Elven Summoners could never learn Teleportation.
Solisa froze for a moment, then returned to the refugee camp to help take care of the poor people.
At the same time, through her mouth, the success of Roland's Teleportation Magic Array was spread throughout the camp.
Many people let out sighs of relief.
For them, the past month had been rather unbearable.
In fact, about eighty percent of the players who bought the virtual cabins were between eighteen and twenty-five years old.
They were either college students or new to work.
And most of them were only sons and daughters. They were still children themselves, and now they had to take care of so many people all at once. Not only did they have to clean their feces and take care of their food, but they also had to take care of their epidemics.
There were so many of them that it was quite torturous.
It was also because their bodies in the game were quite strong, and both their endurance and willpower were much, much stronger than in reality, that they persevered.
But just because they could persevere didn't mean they weren't mentally tired.
They would rather hack each other's brains out with the devils than do this difficult job of taking care of people.
It was just a simple sense of justice, an instinctive sense of responsibility, that kept them gritting their teeth and persevering.
Now that they heard that Roland had completed the improvement of the multiple teleportation array, they were immediately relieved and felt waves of relief.
Although it would certainly be troublesome to clean up the mess later, at least there was hope for an end to the matter.
Roland teleported to the capital of Fareins and went straight to Stephanie's manor.
Stephanie was still drinking afternoon tea. Now she was waiting for her father to abdicate and then she would ascend to the throne.
And this matter had the tacit approval of the major forces in the capital, especially the strong support of the Association of Mages. Now no one had any opinions or questions about this.
So she was very idle, and when she was idle, she naturally drank afternoon tea and held banquets every day.
However, her banquets were quite formal and formal, and usually only noblewomen were invited to attend. There were almost no male guests.
After Roland entered the manor, Stephanie immediately stood up with a smile.
A few noblewomen next to her also stood up.
Two of them were familiar faces, but Roland didn't know their names.
"The first batch of four hundred thousand people is ready," Roland said. "So what about on your side?"
"If it's four hundred thousand people, the royal family wants a hundred thousand." As Stephanie spoke, she walked out of the manor. "A hundred and fifty thousand for the Church of Light and a hundred and fifty for the other nobles. We'll make arrangements. But the question is, how are you going to get them over? "
Roland followed her. "Multiple teleportation magic array!"
"Aren't you afraid that if you reveal this ability, it will attract other people's attention?" Stephanie stopped and turned her head to look at him. "If my father or the Church of Light takes action, even I won't be able to help you."
"Don't worry about that, I have my own ideas." Roland waved his hand. "Now you just designate a spacious place, I'll set up a magic array, and then have them prepare to receive the people."
"Okay. The magic array is engraved in front of the palace. " Stephanie gave him a deep look. "As for the manpower issue, give me half a day to deal with this."
"Okay."
After saying that, Stephanie took Roland to the square in front of the palace, where three paired magic arrays were left.
Then he teleported back to Delpon, left a pile of magic materials for the magic array next to it, and after giving Solisa and the others a rough blending ratio, he said, "To improve this magic array, my treasury is almost empty, and the rest of the money has to be kept to maintain the operation of the Magic Tower and the academy, so it's up to you to replenish the magic materials next."
Solisa and the others were well aware of how much money was burned for something like "scientific research."
In particular, to make results in a short period of time, the speed at which money was burned was even more exaggerated.
The chairmen all patted their chests to show that they understood and said that the cost of the materials would be covered by their guilds.
And the matter of guiding the "meat man refugees" to teleport to Fareins would also be taken care of by them.
"Big brother, rest assured for a while."
After that, they happily went to deal with the refugee camp's affairs.
Roland went to a place with few people nearby and sat for a long time.
He had been improving magic and studying materials almost without a moment's rest, which was also a great burden on his body and mind.
But now … he could rest for a while.
After resting for an hour, he teleported back to Delpon and stayed with Queen Andonara, enjoying the latter's gentle service. His physical and mental fatigue gradually disappeared.
But the emptiness in his body grew stronger.
It wasn't until he felt his body protesting that he left the manor.
Then he found an inconspicuous Church of Magic and walked in.
He placed a blueprint for a multiple teleportation magic array on the sacrificial altar, and it wasn't long before the Church of Magic was covered by a gentle but sacred mental power.
Roland felt the scenery around him break into pieces, turn into spots of light, and then reassemble into another world.
Under the blue sky, he stood on a huge platform.
And around this platform, there were countless tall towers.
Between the towers, there was a long aerial bridge connecting them.
And in front of Roland stood a woman.
She had purple and pink waist-length hair, a face that was unparalleled beauty, and she wore a white sleeveless dress.
The front piece of equipment was large, and the northern hemisphere was slightly revealed.
Very white and smooth!
"Lady Mystra, the Goddess of Magic?" Roland asked aloud. "Is that you?"
"Why is this magic array only half complete!"
Her purple eyes stared at Roland, full of a strong desire for knowledge.
"As expected of a goddess, you can tell at a glance!" Roland smiled and said, "I want to make a deal with you."
"A deal with a god, you really don't have much reverence for us gods."
Roland shook his head and said, "No, I've always respected you, Lady Mystra."
"As if I'd believe you." Mystra slowly approached. "How do you want to make the deal?"
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