Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

He hadn’t rested for a second in ten days, and he had finally completed two-fifths of the progress.

It wasn’t slow, after all, he was building a big fellow.

However, high efficiency also meant fast material consumption; his inventory was empty.

Aside from a potion to suppress his lung cancer occupying one slot, the rest was empty. Potter’s Storage Pouch had naturally bottomed out long ago.

Taking off his work gloves and hanging them on the machine’s control lever, he summoned a Portal and stepped inside.

The landing point was in a desolate forest, just a few steps from Moza Village, but Zhang Mu didn’t go for a stroll. His Mental Energy wrapped around his body, and he flew to Gur City.

Returning to the City Lord’s Mansion, he called Soren to ask how the things he had ordered were being prepared.

His internal affairs ability was indeed outstanding; he had not only collected all the necessary materials—ores, monster organs, and so on.

Zhang Mu had casually mentioned short-tempered monsters with average strength, and he had captured hundreds of them.

They were to be used to fill the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest; otherwise, a vast forest without living creatures would be too eerie.

Going to the warehouse with Soren, he stuffed everything into his inventory. Zhang Mu first told him about going to the Royal Capital.

In his plan, this trip to the Royal Capital would surely cause the conflicts and grudges with Andre and the Church to break out, quickly developing into a life-and-death situation.

The Church in the Lake region was plotting against Potter’s life, Andre was on the Church’s side, and Avril went without saying.

The conflict between the two sides was irreconcilable.

Therefore, once Zhang Mu left, he likely wouldn’t return to Gur, regardless of the outcome.

If he won, the Church headquarters would inevitably mobilize overwhelming power, vowing to punish the sinner who dared to offend them. He would have to stay in the Royal Capital, reorganize the Soldiers and armaments, and lead everyone to face the enemy.

If he lost, Zhang Mu could only take his Senior Sister and teacher and flee, hiding in a remote area to accumulate strength for the future.

Of course, he couldn’t tell Soren directly about fighting the Church now; he glossed over it, only saying he wouldn’t be coming back.

After clarifying the key points, Zhang Mu asked if he would stay in Gur or go with him.

”I am willing to follow you, City Lord.” Soren didn’t hesitate at all, bowing and agreeing.

Why so decisive? Perhaps it was just as he had said when they first met—as long as he could do something for the people, he didn’t care who Zhang Mu was.

Clearly, Zhang Mu had made Soren very satisfied.

And Zhang Mu’s perception of him was that he was a pure person.

Since they met, he hadn’t gained any benefits from Zhang Mu.

Instead, he worked hard every day, handling tedious administrative affairs and Zhang Mu’s trivial personal matters.

Thinking of this, Zhang Mu felt a bit embarrassed. ”Is there anything you want? Anything for a Professional will do.”

Soren, who had walked to the warehouse door, turned around, placed his right hand on his left chest, and bowed. ”What I hope for, City Lord, you have already given.”

He left.

Standing there with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on the open door. ”How can the gap between people be so large?”

Chuckling and shaking his head, he strode out of the city and returned to the workshop in Jiu Jin Mountain on Blue Star through the desolate woods.

The vortex Portal behind him slowly closed. He wasted no time, taking out the supplies from his inventory and getting to work.

Sunlight passed over the square glass windows high on the wall, followed closely by moonlight.

He couldn’t remember how many cycles had passed; Zhang Mu just buried his head in front of the machine.

The only thing that caught his attention was the information occasionally sent back by the jade pendant.

Some failed, some succeeded, but the ratio was vastly different.

A total of eighteen pieces were activated, but only three passed the Heart-Testing.

A few days later, the nineteenth piece responded—unqualified.

Seeing that the apprentice recruitment test was almost over, Zhang Mu turned off the machine tool and stretched his waist with his hands high. ”Finally finished!”

Actually, he wasn’t too anxious about time.

From the beginning of the Kunpeng’s construction, he had considered the possibility of the apprentice recruitment being completed first.