Chapter 63 Rest
After concentrating on studying the strange machine in the ruins for several months, wasting a lot of materials from the ruins, and overcoming various difficulties encountered in practice, Roland finally mastered the core structure assembly, and based on theoretical knowledge, he created a core structure for the manufacture of space rings.

Although Roland was exhausted from creating the core structure he needed.

But, the result was good after all. At least, he, a novice who had just learned about strange machines for a few months, succeeded.

Then, Roland didn't have time to be happy for a few days.

When he was about to combine the core structure with the traditional space ring manufacturing process, it exploded again. There were not many space stones in the entire ruins, and one of them was directly blown to pieces.

After this failure, Roland stopped researching and planned to take a break and relax.

Under the wooden pavilion beside the lake, Roland lay down on a chair, emptying his mind and rocking his chair slowly.

study? Learn shit.

After being busy for so long, Roland needs to take a good rest.

When was the last time he was so hardworking in his previous life?

Uh, it seems not.

In his previous life, he had never felt any pressure, whether studying or working.

Alas, why was I reincarnated into such a shitty world? It’s better to be in the human world, at least I don’t have to worry about safety issues.

"Ugh."

Roland sighed unconsciously.

"what happened?"

Hela's voice rang in his ears.

Hearing Hela's voice, Roland quickly opened his eyes and saw Hela's head.

"Uh, why are you walking so quietly?"

"Ugh?"

Hela blinked, took two steps around Roland, and said.

"Footsteps, there are sounds."

"Indeed, it seems I didn't notice it myself."

Listening to the obvious footsteps of Hela, Roland said lazily.

Hela walked behind Roland, took the initiative to extend her hand, placed it on his shoulder, and spoke softly.

"Are you tired? Do you want a massage?"

"Do you know how to massage?"

Roland said in surprise.

"I've read the book."

Hela added slowly as she gave Roland a massage.

"But I have practiced on Gray Crow."

"Uh, Gray Crow?"

Feeling Hela's somewhat stiff massage, Roland's expression was a little subtle. He cast his eyes towards the gray crow that was staring at the two of them on the tree beside him.

"Na!"

After the Gray Crow's eyes met Roland's, it let out a cry that contained a variety of emotions.

Then it turned its head, flapped its wings, and flew away on its own.

Roland enjoyed Hela's increasingly skilled massage and slowly closed his eyes.

He emptied his mind and enjoyed Hela's massage. Gradually, his head tilted and Roland fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the gray crow flew back from afar.

It held a branch in its mouth with a red fruit on it.

Then, it slowly flew into the wooden pavilion and stopped beside Roland.

It placed the branch in its mouth on the wooden table, looked up at the sleeping Roland, then looked at Hela beside it, and opened its mouth to call out.

At this moment, Hela's sharp gaze was cast at it, and the words that had not yet been uttered were instantly stuck.

Under Hela's gaze, it closed its mouth somewhat aggrievedly, pushed the fruit on the wooden table in front of Hela with its claws, then turned its butt towards Hela and flapped its wings and flew away.

When Roland opened his eyes, the sky had already darkened.

It’s been a long time since I woke up naturally from sleep.

Roland stretched lazily.

After a deep sleep for an afternoon, Roland felt that his mental fatigue had eased a lot. He felt that he could work hard for a few more months.

Roland looked at the gloomy sky and thought slowly.

"Want to eat?"

A tender white hand holding a red fruit appeared in front of Roland.

Roland took the red fruit that exuded a faint element, raised his head slightly and saw Hela behind him.

It seemed that Hela had been guarding him all afternoon.

Roland smiled and said.

"Thank you."

After saying that, Roland took a bite.

The taste is a bit strange, sweet and spicy, but it's quite delicious.

At the same time, a warm current flowed into his body, relieving the fatigue in his body.

"This was found with the help of Gray Crow."

Hela whispered beside her.

"Did it go outside again?"

Roland said casually while eating the red fruit.

"Ah."

Hela nodded.

"Okay, it will become virtual anyway, so it won't be in any great danger."

Roland stood up, moved his body, and continued speaking as he walked out of the wooden pavilion.

"You haven't had dinner yet? What would you like to eat today?"

"same as you."

Hela answered without hesitation.

Hearing this familiar answer, Roland nodded as usual and said nothing.

Hela doesn't seem to be picky about food. After Roland rescued Hela from the cultists, Hela basically eats whatever Roland prepares for her.

Even if Roland asked Hela to order her own food, she didn't have any ideas and basically just ordered what Roland ordered.

Even after they settled down here and Roland started cooking for himself, Hela had no idea what to do. She would eat whatever Roland cooked.

This made Roland feel helpless. He asked Hela what she wanted to eat. Besides respecting her taste, he also didn't know what to eat. He planned to ask Hela to see if she could give him some suggestions.

But the answer is always this.

Therefore, Roland had to find a solution on his own.

"It's getting late, how about having some barbecue today?"

Roland turned his head and suggested to Hela.

"it is good."

Hela nodded and agreed to Roland's proposal.

After deciding on dinner, the two took out the frozen fresh meat from the warehouse and placed it directly on the open space.

Roland snapped his fingers, and the open space in front of him began to sink downward, and all the weeds and other things around that were easy to ignite were also sunken.

Then, a ball of fire rose from the recess, illuminating the surroundings.

Roland casually moved a tree seed to his hand using his mental power, injected magic power into it, and forced it to grow.

Under Roland's control, wooden sticks stretched out neatly one after another.

Then, Roland broke them off and used magic to float them aside.

Roland and Hela walked in front of the flames and used wooden sticks to stick the thawed meat into the flames themselves.

Hela asked curiously as she put the skewers on the flames.

"You can just use magic power to roast it, why do you have to do this? Is it because of the so-called sense of ritual?"

"Yeah, barbecue should be grilled. It's boring to just use magic to grill it."

Roland looked at the unpolluted, dazzling starry sky and responded lazily.

(End of this chapter)