Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1297 He has few friends
"So it's based on this reason?" Shang Luo said to himself, "Could it be that even if he is not in the magic system, magic will also have an impact on him?"

"There are two main influences. First, rebirth rituals are common in all cultures. You may also have them here, but the influence is not so specific.

"Second, in theory, any human being will be affected by magic." Victoria explained, "It's just that because your people are not in Rome, the impact is minimal - for example, his presence here is ridiculously weak, but he is still fine in his original environment.

"Does Wenyuan have any problems with socializing?" Phaethon asked.

"He actually has very few friends. Apart from me, I seem to have rarely seen him interact with other people. But generally speaking, it's normal. After all, there are many people who have few friends."

"Then there's no need to worry about it," Phaethon replied. "Since the patient himself is unaware, there's no need to risk invasive medical treatment. Don't listen to Victoria when she says that 're-performing the ceremony' is simple. In fact, it requires many participants, attention, triggering events, and so on. It's very troublesome."

"Is there any way to provide him with some help?"

"Of course there are." Phaethon replied, "In fact, there are many ways to improve one's presence, and it is not necessary to start with the soul. If he just dresses up well, maybe it will be okay. And why doesn't he find a girlfriend? That way someone will pay attention to him. Even if he doesn't have a girlfriend, you can spend more time with him."

"Are you serious? I go to accompany him every day instead of spending more time with you guys?"

"That's right!" Victoria put down her chopsticks. "Let me cast a spell! I guarantee he'll become everyone's focus in an instant. This way Shang Luo won't have to help him find a girlfriend, and Shang Luo won't meet anyone new anymore!"

"What's the point of all this?" Shang Luo pressed his forehead. "I'm asking, is there any way within your ability but with good results to make up for his lack of sense of existence? Because he will soon go to a new school, which is different from the school he has been in since he was a child. If he is not recognized in the new environment, I am worried that he will develop some psychological illness."

"Oh, you should have said that earlier!" Victoria replied, "To cure magical diseases, of course we have to use magic."

Shangluo keenly noticed Victoria's statement -

"Magical disease? I've heard before that Rome has done a lot of research on magical medicine. How can this disease be cured?"

"This disease, based on the symptoms, can be called 'soul loss'. The solution is also very simple, just prepare a potion and incense. Fragrance is also a kind of magic, which can supplement the missing part of his soul like a prosthesis. Although there is no way to truly repair the soul, it is still very simple to enhance his sense of existence from a phenomenon perspective."

[In fact, if you buy him an ordinary perfume, it will have a similar effect. But if it is done by magic, it will be more targeted. ]

"That's fine." Shangluo asked, "Then what do I need to prepare to make perfume for him?"

With this plan, Shangluo planned to first boost his sense of existence and his confidence, and then tell him the truth after making sure he would not be too shocked.

In theory, this is also a medical experiment, used to test the treatments for these magical diseases.

"Let me think about it." Victoria counted on her fingers. "Other things are easy. I can prepare some necessary supplies. But I may need something with his characteristics - first of all, I need hair and nails."

"Why does it sound like you're going to stab someone?"

"Yes, the principle of voodoo dolls is the same as this one. This is a reverse voodoo doll. Voodoo dolls kill people by making them 'soulless'. To cure the soulless, of course you have to make a vitality doll, and then you need... By the way, do you have his handwriting?"

"You should have said so earlier. I just returned his homework." [It doesn't matter. I have scanned and saved it here. That boy's handwriting is really beautiful, so I also took a photo and saved it when I was studying. I plan to combine it with other fonts to deepen my study later.]

"That's all!" Victoria rubbed her hands, "I'm going to cast a spell~~hehehe."

"Is she really reliable?" Shangluo asked Phaethon in a low voice.

"You can tell whether she's reliable or not. Her professionalism is indeed guaranteed. But she has never put it into practice. I suggest you don't have too high expectations of her."

Next to her, Victoria actually began to dream about becoming a wizard. This level of magic could be accomplished by even mortal wizards. Of course, she could do it too.

"Okay." Shangluo shook his head. It wasn't just Wen Yuan who needed treatment here. Victoria was also seriously ill. Letting patients treat other patients was not a bad idea.

"Oh, by the way." Shangluo asked Phaethon, "Is there any space in the refrigerator? I brought back a lot of pork this time, and I need to find a place to store it."

"There were some before. But as I told you before, the space is full of the sacrificial meat that was delivered. I suggest you deal with the sacrificial meat. Because raw pork can be eaten for a long time in frozen state, but the sacrificial meat will go bad if it is not eaten quickly."

"How much meat?"

"Just think about how empty the refrigerator was before, and how much meat is in it now."

Shang Luo slapped his hand on his head: "What should I do? It feels so wasteful. The sacrificial meat cannot be thrown away, but I don't want to throw away the meat sent by Elder Wen. I can't eat it, so what should I do?"

"If we can't eat it, can't we give it away?" Victoria asked.

"I guess no one would really want to eat the sacrificial meat on the table. You didn't eat it either."

"Where?" Victoria looked at the table. "You're not saying that this dish of fat meat without any seasoning is the highest quality and is used as a sacrifice to the late emperor?"

"Yes. That's it."

"I thought Phaethon failed in cooking and that's why it turned out like this."

"Come on, don't you have even this little trust in me?" Phaethon wondered, "Even if I can't cook, I still know how to season the meat."

[Um. Excuse me.] Apollonia suddenly said, [Listen first, the former young general and other Tianyi nobles seem to have something to say]

"what?"

[Shangluo, they want you to give them the sacrificial meat from the Imperial Temple.]

(End of this chapter)