Generally speaking, there is no food or food anywhere that is endless.

The routines of oil-making and water-making are no longer useful.

Roland scratched his head, he thought for several days, and also read many books in the Magic Tower, but he couldn't find a precise and feasible idea.

Then he took the watermaking technique to the royal city and sacrificed the watermaking technique to the magic goddess again.

This time, the magic goddess also took away the water-making technique, and then placed a purple gem on the altar, but her gaze did not move.

It seems that I have little interest in watermaking.

Roland originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask the magic goddess if she had any ideas for creating food.

As a result, the plan went bankrupt, and he also knew that a creature like a goddess could not be seen by himself as long as he wanted to.

Then he left the royal city in a disappointment.

The creation of gastronomy is temporarily put on hold.

But at this time, on the other side of the distant sea, there was a magical organization, and a new magic model appeared on the magic goddess sacrificial platform.

He took it down and looked carefully for a while, and then slapped his thigh: "This idea is great, it's so wonderful. Take water from a distance. Judging from this magical Taoist mark, it should be the Frost Star Kingdom where there is an Eternal Well, which is probably stealing water from the Eternal Well. What a great idea! Such a simple thing, why didn't we think of more than 100 people in the Red Magic Tower?"

"Creator, Roland!"

"It's Roland again? It's him who is the oil-making technique."
Chapter completed!