Blocking the door, Roland asked, "Is there anything else?"
It was as if he didn't want anybody to come in.
Young Robert shook the piece of paper and smiled gently. "I think we can talk. You should be qualified to come in."
"Not interested." Roland still didn't get out of the way. He didn't want to waste time with the guy. He was in the middle of studying magic, and he didn't know how long the conversation would last, which made him very unhappy. "I have something to deal with right now. Let's talk later."
His cold tone made Young Robert frown.
He had planned to have a nice talk with Roland, but he didn't like Roland's attitude. So, he slightly emphasized, "Mr. Roland, I want to talk to you on behalf of the Robert family. I hope that you can show some respect to the current Great Elder of our family."
"How troublesome. What if I don't give it to you? Are you going to kick me out?" Roland asked with a smile. "Are you going to kick me out of the Transmutation Magic Tower?"
"Of course not." Young Robert shrugged. "It's just that it won't be so easy if you want to read more spell models."
Roland smiled and closed the door softly.
Young Robert took a deep breath. He wanted to curse and beat someone up, but recalling what Roland said yesterday, he dropped the idea.
He had also asked his father about Roland, but they didn't know much about Roland. They only knew that the disappearance of the Spatial Magic Tower was related to Roland, but they didn't know exactly what role he played. They were still investigating.
The information flow in this world wasn't as fast and convenient as that on Earth.
Even with a special technique like 'magic communication', there was still a limit to the distance and the user.
It couldn't be used by any Mage.
So, it would take time for a message to come from afar.
Also, it might not be delivered in time.
But in any case, the fact that Roland showed up during the disappearance of the Spatial Magic Tower suggested that he wasn't as simple as he seemed.
Was he the inventor of a couple of minor spells?
Young Robert dared not take the risk, and neither did Old Robert.
After waiting at the door for a while, Young Robert left helplessly.
He was proud and arrogant, but he wasn't stupid.
Even his nemesis, Ferde, seemed to respect Roland, which meant that Roland must have something special about him. This was a critical moment, so he couldn't be impulsive and push Roland to Ferde's side.
After closing the door, Roland continued to study magic.
Casting Substance Transformation again and again, he slowly analyzed the functions of every node in the causal magic array.
However, causal magic was very unreasonable and idealistic. The role of every node was constantly changing.
It seemed like the effect was different every time.
Four days later, Roland still had no clue.
There was no progress in his research. Instead, it added to his worries.
He even went to ask Tutor Kujira if he knew causal magic.
However, the old man shrugged. "I don't understand. We just need to use the nodes of the divination spell step by step. It's almost impossible to analyze the effects of the nodes."
"Is it impossible?"
Kujira nodded and said, "Mordenkainen mentioned in some books that causal spells are actually rule fragments. Every fragment has the same effect. If you want it to change, you have to collect more fragments and copy the node model of the other fragments. "
Rule fragments, one piece at a time?
Roland suddenly remembered the causal magic array. It seemed to be "one piece at a time."
He suddenly realized what was going on.
He had been too stubborn.
The nodes used in the causal magic array were only the basic components.
Just like a pure round steel ball, each of its iron molecules was the foundation of this ball, but only the foundation.
Every iron molecule was the same as any other iron molecule. They didn't have different sizes or different functions.
It was the same no matter which side or point of the iron ball was connected to the power source.
If this idea was correct, then this circular magic circle didn't have much technical content in the Substance Transformation spell.
Roland immediately bade farewell to his tutor and returned to his dormitory, where he began new magic experiments.
He reversed the causal magic array and contracted it back to the original spell model. Then, he used the spell again.
As he expected … Substance Transformation could still be activated, and it didn't seem to be much different from before.
This confirmed Roland's suspicions … Previously, Roland thought that the nodes in the magic array could be used for two or three purposes … were actually unnecessary. Their main purpose was to connect the causal magic array. As for the other effects, they were just side effects caused by the instability of the causal magic array.
Did he admire Mordenkainen for nothing?
He thought that Mordenkainen had carefully arranged the nodes of the whole spell model to simplify it.
As it turned out …
It was true that the more uneducated a person was, the easier it was to admire a big shot.
Taking out the causal magic array again, Roland pondered. Since it was just a fragment, would there be other magic effects if he added some random nodes inside or outside of it?
He did as he said.
Roland was very careful at first. He only added one node at a time. The causal magic array could be connected to those nodes, but there were no additional effects.
So, Roland thought that adding only one node might be too insignificant to be seen.
He decided to add more nodes and connect them.
He added five at first, then ten, twenty, and thirty.
He added more and more slowly.
At first, the causal magic array didn't show any anomaly. Just like before, it could only transform metals.
However, after he connected a hundred random nodes in different directions and used the spell, the causal magic array stopped working. It trembled and blew away all the hundred nodes. Then, it triggered a minor magic power explosion that blew up Roland's face.
Fortunately, it wasn't very powerful and couldn't hurt anyone.
It seemed that random addition wouldn't work. What about cutting it?
Roland copied the nodes of the causal magic array bit by bit, starting from one side.
Then, he put the copied pieces into the spell model of Substance Transformation and activated the spell.
Then, the effect was quite obvious.
Every time he copied a different piece, the effect would be different.
Some could activate the spell normally but couldn't transform matter.
Sometimes, the transformation effect was very low, and sometimes … it would result in weird mutations.
For example, it would turn metals into carbon.
Roland was having a lot of fun playing with the eight and five variations.
He cut the causal magic array into smaller pieces and experimented.
Seeing more and more effects and combinations, he was so fascinated that he even skipped classes and experimented in his dormitory.
After the game time was over every day, he didn't go out to play with his friends. Instead, he simply recorded the experiment data and planned the direction of his experiments on his computer.
His mind was filled with the contents of the experiment.
Such a tiny piece of the causal magic array allowed Roland to test at least thirteen special and useful effects.
As for the other effects, they were not entirely useless, but the side effects were more obvious.
But Roland still recorded them, knowing that he was still an ant touching an elephant.
He had only touched a few hairs of the elephant. He couldn't assume that they were the elephant's appearance.
The negative and side effects might be indispensable from a larger or more macroscopic point of view.
It was just that the side effects could be seen by insignificant human beings under certain circumstances.
Just like that, he performed magic experiments every day. Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
Then, he found an idea for the food-making spell.
The food-making spell didn't necessarily mean the creation of finished food, such as magic bread.
It could also be glucose. That was the idea suggested by a netizen on the forum.
The main components of glucose were carbon, hydrogen, and oxygen. To put it more simply, it was six carbons and six hydrocarbons, which were abundant in the air. He didn't need to look for materials.
Also, glucose could provide a lot of energy. One wouldn't die even if they ate glucose every day. At most, they would be short of other nutrients.
Roland, on the other hand, would have enough raw materials by extracting carbon dioxide and water from the air.
The tricky part was how to combine the two into glucose.
Under normal circumstances, it required a catalyst, but Roland made use of the function of one of the pieces of the causal magic array and used magic power as a consumable to achieve the effect of a catalyst perfectly.
Now that he had an idea, the next step was to combine and inscribe the spell model.
It took Roland another half a day to complete the sugar-making spell. He even spent another half a day correcting the errors.
After dozens of experiments, his desk was piled up with a small hill of white dextrose powder.
He also tasted a lot of it. It was quite delicious.
"It's done!"
Holding a ball of glucose in each hand, Roland smiled quite happily.
Since I can't make bread, I can make some sugar to fill my stomach.
Then, he copied the spell model and put it in the system space. Then, he was ready to go out and sacrifice it to the Goddess of Magic.
He had created oil-making, water-making, and now sugar-making too.
He had cast three consecutive spells in one go!
He would definitely have his name in the game chronicles or the magic history of this world in the future.
When one's wealth or status reached a certain level, most people would want to leave their names in history.
He left the dormitory in high spirits and was about to teleport himself to the capital of Fareins when he noticed that the atmosphere around him didn't seem right.
The students who were going in and out of the dormitory all looked rather envious when they saw Roland.
That puzzled Roland.
He hadn't left the dormitory for a dozen days, so naturally, he didn't know what had happened recently.
Stopping a random student who passed by, Roland asked, "Did something big happen recently?"
The student knew Roland too. He immediately smiled and said, "Mr. Roland, you've been studying magic in your dormitory for a dozen days. You may not know, but the Great Elder has been replaced. The current Great Elder is Old Julian."
Many people knew that Roland seemed to have a private deal with Julian, and they were quite close.
So, they envied Roland's "luck."
So that's how it was!
Roland vaguely understood how the Julian family defeated the Robert family.
Cloud Flight.
Roland smiled and thanked the student who answered his questions. He walked away and teleported to the capital of Fareins.
He went to Stephanie and Andonara first.
Absence made the heart grow fonder, and Anna dragged him on Stephanie's big bed for three days and three nights.
Stephanie was particularly upset. As the host, she had a bed and a room, but she couldn't sleep in it. She had to sleep in the guest room.
After that, Roland went to the suburbs of the capital of Fareins and found a chapel for the Goddess of Magic.
It couldn't be helped … The Holy Realm of the Church of Light was in the capital of Fareins. Naturally, he couldn't allow the temples of other gods to be built in the city.
Not just the Goddess of Magic, even the Life Goddess had to build her chapel in the suburbs.
After he entered the chapel, Roland offered Roland's Simple Sugarmaking Spell.
Ten seconds after the spell disappeared, an enormous divine power was projected, and Roland was directly pulled into the Divine Realm of Magic.
On the big floating platform with green and white patterns, Mystra, the Goddess of Magic, read a piece of paper excitedly, her cheeks flushed.
"What an interesting idea. You can extract materials from the air and make this unique sugar. I tasted it just now. It's quite delicious." As she spoke, Mystra walked to Roland. "This sugar is so pure and white. What's its name?"
"Glucose?"
"Sugar squeezed from grapes? I don't think any grapes taste the best. "Mystra was slightly confused." And you're clearly extracting materials from the air. "
"Oh, that's a bit troublesome to explain."
It wasn't troublesome at all. It was just that Roland didn't want to explain so much, because that would involve the real world.
"Hey, Roland!" Mystra looked at him with glittering eyes. "I know you have a lot of unusual knowledge in your head, so why don't you come and worship me, okay?"
As long as a god was worshiped, the god could indirectly acquire the knowledge of the believers.
Of course, it was just knowledge, not ideas.
Now, Mystra increasingly felt that Roland was a treasure boy.
It would be a shame if she didn't capture such a boy as soon as possible and let someone else steal him.
Roland smiled and didn't say anything.
Mystra continued, "I won't mistreat you. I can give you blessings, money, and power. You can be the pope of the Church of Magic whenever you want. You'll even be my best friend, my saint, and my companion in the future."
Mystra was very close now. There was no telling if it was an illusion, or if it was because Mystra ate some glucose when she was experimenting with the new spell … Roland smelled a sweet fragrance.
It was charming and smooth.
Roland took a deep breath. "Sorry, I can be a friend, but not a believer."
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