A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World

Gloria finished her Yangzhou fried rice quickly. She looked much better than her previous tired state. She got up, bowed to Mag and Scheer and gratefully said, "Thank you for the solution, Miss Scheer, and thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Mag. I have to rush to the city lord's castle now. Goodbye, and I hope to see you guys again soon."

"Goodbye, see you." Mag got up to open the door for Gloria and watched her leave in her horse-drawn carriage.

Mag had added some Spring of Life into her Yangzhou fried rice. He hoped Gloria could finish her job with more energy.

Mag closed the door and returned to the table. Scheer was looking at him smilingly.

Mag picked up his roujiamo and continued munching while asking Scheer, "Is the steak not tasty, or am I too beautiful?"

Scheer was amused. "I'm just a little curious. How long have you known Gloria, Mr. Mag? And, why did you choose to help her?"

"Gloria is the restaurant's regular customer. I always like the people who frequent my business and will help them whenever I can," Mag said calmly.

"I see." Scheer cut the steak gracefully with slightly upturned lips. "Seems like I have missed out on a lot of things. I wonder if Mr. Mag is open for business tonight?"

"Today is my day off. Making this steak is already considered as working overtime. I'm not working tonight." Mag rejected her decisively.

What a joke. As a man with principles, he definitely wouldn't bow down to evil forces so easily.

Moreover, he had to consider the situation where Irina was going to come home at any time.

"I wonder what is the purpose of Miss Scheer's visit today?" Mag asked.

Scheer wasn't someone who came to eat out of boredom.

Scheer popped the last piece of beef into her mouth before putting down the cutlery. She wiped her mouth gracefully before pulling out a piece of folded paper from her bag at the side. She spread it out on the table and smilingly said, "I hope Mr. Mag can help me look at this blueprint."

Mag looked at the blueprint and then at Scheer, who was looking at him smilingly.

"I guess no one else in this world knows this blueprint better than Mr. Mag, right?"

Mag leaned against his chair and looked at this smart woman with a smile.

"It's all out. The cannon is indeed designed by me."

Scheer's smile got wider. Indeed, her instinct was never wrong.

"However, is this an improved version of the cannon?" Mag picked up the blueprint. Other than his own blueprint, there were three more versions of blueprints behind it, which had improvements made to the cannon and artillery shells.

Scheer nodded and said, "Yes. This is the improvement that our engineers made after working hard for two days and nights. The core is to enhance the cannons with spell formations, thereby improving the cannons' range and explosive power."

Mag's eyes lit up after hearing that and asked, "Have you done the tests yet?"

"Yes. The first version has already passed the tests. This is the correlation data." Scheer pulled another piece of paper from her bag and passed it to Mag.

Mag read through the experimental data carefully and his eyes got increasingly brighter.

The range of the magical cannon that was enhanced by the spell formations was raised from eight kilometers to 20 kilometers, and its explosive power was increased a few times. The crater it made was three times bigger.

"Good fellows!"

Mag couldn't help but to clap in amazement.

Spell formation enhancements was a very common method to enhance a weapon on the Norland Continent.

However, Mag didn't have the knowledge in this area, so he could only provide the cannon in its original form.

However, when this cannon ended up in the hands of the top engineers and craftsmen, they were able to come up with numerous improvement plans.

The spell formation to increase the range of arrows was engraved on the cannon and it still provided a strong enhancement effect.ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet

Meanwhile, the simple explosive spell formation doubled the artillery shells' power after it was engraved on the shells.

"How's the stability?" Mag put down the drawing and asked Scheer.

Power was only one aspect when it comes to checking a weapon's advantages. Stability was another crucial factor.

"This is why I came to look for you tonight." Scheer shook her head. "The cannon's power has increased, but the explosive spell formation is very unstable and it causes the cannon chamber to blow very easily. However, if we used more advanced spell formations, the beneficial results will become very low. We cannot resolve that issue currently."

"I see…" Mag pondered with a frown. Suddenly, his eyes glinted and he said, "Can you get me an enhanced cannon, a batch of enhanced artillery shells and a batch of artillery shells that are not enhanced?"

"Did you have a solution, Mr. Mag?" Scheer's eyes lit up.

"No, but I thought of someone who can solve the problem." Mag smiled mysteriously.

"Alright. I can make the arrangements immediately. Where should I send them to?" Scheer didn't probe either.

"Send them straight to the city lord's castle. Let's go there together." Mag got up, put on his coat and walked out right away.

Scheer was always extremely efficient. The cannon and the artillery shells were soon sent to the city lord's castle.

Mag asked the people in the city lord's castle to get Babla to come out to see him.

"What are you doing here, Boss?" Babla came out of the city lord's castle with two blue ice crystal rocks in her hands. Throwing a quick glance at the cannon and a few boxes of mysterious objects, she asked, "What are these?"

"Babla, isn't your master a great spell formation master? I have something very important that needs his help." Mag got straight to the point.

Scheer sized up Babla at the side. She knew Babla was the princess of the Moon Nation. Her identity was very noble.

She also knew that Babla was working in Mamy Restaurant.

However, that Moon Nation's great spell formation master was someone who had fixed that seal spell formation at that mountain beyond Chaos City. They simply came without any notifications in advance, so would such a noble and formidable existence reject them?

"Alright, Boss. Come with me." Babla simply nodded without any hesitation and walked into a yard at the side after informing Mag.

"Please wait here for a moment," Mag said to Scheer and then followed Babla into the yard with a box of artillery shells.

"Mr. Mag is indeed not an ordinary man…" Scheer raised an eyebrow. She was getting increasingly curious about Mag.

"Master, my Boss needs your help," Babla yelled as soon as she entered the yard.

Mag found her words rather soothing. Master and Boss were at least equal in status.

"It's Mr. Mag. I wonder how I can help you?" Jonas came out with a smile. He didn't treat Mag lightly because of his status.

The king of the Moon Nation had reminded him many times to treat Mr. Mag as the Moon Nation's VIP. He was the man who saved the princess.

Looking at his attitude, Mag thought there was a good chance he'd help.

Mag already had a rough idea, so he said his purpose right away. He illustrated the importance of the cannons and asked Jonas to help improve them.

"That's it?"

Jonas took out an artillery shell from the box. He used two fingers to knock on it and put it next to his ear to listen to the sound.