Trials in the Wizarding Age

It's a spooky magical swamp.

Thick fog and heavy humidity.

Even during the day, the bright sunlight can not penetrate the low clouds and gloomy fog, so that there is a sense of human warmth.

Filthy, smelly pools are everywhere, not a lot of water, but a lot of strange creatures living in them. Every time a stranger intrudes here, this desolate, silent place instantly becomes a paradise for scavengers and bloodthirsty creatures. Bloodsucking magic vines, scavenging crows, swamp giant crocodiles, and ugly ghost women that look like drowned people, each one of them is a terrifying demon that business travelers have avoided in the past.

However, in the middle of the swamp that the living can not step on, there is a creepy tower of 100 meters high.

This is a tall stone tower.

Its base is all made of thick and firm Qinghui stone piled up, whenever night falls, the whole tower will emit cool and quiet light radiation fluorescence, especially by the ghost of the ghost.

Perhaps due to a lack of maintenance and care, the base of the entire tower is tangled in a crazy growth of enchanted vines, which are covered with wooden spikes full of metallic luster. An ordinary person entangled in this enchanted vine coil would be drained of blood within half an hour, becoming one of the thick white bones at the base of the vine.

As soon as it got dark, a candle lit up in the tower.

Dim candlelight from the narrow narrow window transmission, not only can not give people a half silk warmth, but let the heart of the heart arises a chill.

Grim, who had just passed his 15th birthday, sat in front of the old wooden table, a heavy book of dharma spread out in front of him, and he was silently copying. Although he has been in this new world for two years, the discomfort on the soul still makes him feel headache from time to time.

In a trance, the past of the earth happened a field, a scene and constantly flashed in front of his eyes, so that his pen could not help but micro-dun, leaving a large mass of ink on the simple parchment.

Damn it, failed again!

Grim frowned and clenched his fist, ready to let out an angry cry. But after enduring for a long time, the anger was finally suppressed.

It was no longer the Earth he knew, and the body had once belonged to an apprentice wizard named Grim. Seriously, he was just a hiker who took over at the moment of Grim's unexpected death.

From a low-demon earth to a high-demon world where monsters are rampant and wizards dominate with empty hands, this difficult adaptation process makes Li Xun miserable. However, it is good that the memory fragments left behind by this body allow Li Xun to integrate, and initially have the basic language and writing ability, otherwise the strange grammar and pronunciation of this world and the completely alternative tadpole script can torture him half to death.

But even so, the occasional headache still deeply troubled him.

Here, he never dared to reveal his true identity, but only under the name of Grim, struggling to survive in the wizard's tower.

Although as a wizard apprentice under Master Anderson, this honorable status is already worthy of the envy of most people. But only the people who live in this tower know that this is not only an honor, but the most terrible torture and torture in the world.

As sorcerer apprentices, their basic job is to diligently take care of the life of the great Master Anderson, clean the equipment for witchcraft experiments, keep the tower clean, take care of the magical animals and plants outside the tower, and... And being the subject of Master Anderson's experiments.

It was not a common occurrence, but when a convoy of slaves or condemned prisoners arrived a few days late, Master Anderson, who was short of subjects, would become irritated and order an apprentice to serve as his makeshift guinea pig.

Next door, Mary, from Antshire, is said to have been Anderson's "lucky" collaborator in a witchcraft experiment just last month. Although she did not die from the witchcraft experiment, her body was seriously "polluted" and some terrible mutations occurred. Since she came out of the laboratory, she had put on a heavy gown and hid in her room every day and never came out again.

Many of the apprentices were whispering that Mary might have died in her room.

But Grim knew that Mary was still alive.

For in the stillness of the night he could hear the muffled hum of pain and repression in the next room, and the terrible sound of sharp claws scraping against the rock walls. To this end, every night in the dead of night, he would smuggle the food he had brought back into the next room.

Although Grim's life has been precarious, but out of such a trace of compassion in his nature, he is still willing to do something more human within his capacity.

Today's irregular migraine came at a bad time, but it happened while he was copying books. And he had the bad luck of wasting a piece of parchment.

Don't underestimate this crumpled piece of parchment, its basic value is two silver coins. In today's magical world, the most commonly used currency is, of course, wizard gold. A witch's gold can be exchanged for 10 silver coins, while a silver coin can be exchanged for 10 copper coins, and 5 copper coins can provide a civilian with food and clothing for the day.

So in this way, a seemingly ordinary parchment can be regarded as a huge sum of money for the civilian class. But here, it's just trash for an apprentice wizard to throw away.

There's never anything free in the Wizard's Tower.

The daily food and drink, including the cost of witchcraft learning, must be earned by Grime on his own, and the only way to earn money is to go out of the wizard Tower, to feed the fierce and cruel magical creatures, to care for the spooky magic plants, to pick some sorcery materials specified by the wizard master, and to clean up certain dangerous witchcraft areas within the tower.

Although they do this work, they will wear sorcery charms made by the wizard Lord himself, to avoid touching the sorcery phalanx around the tower. But in this mysterious world, no job can be absolutely safe. Every month or two, there are always a few unlucky people, either while caring for the enchanted animals and plants, they are devoured by them, or while cleaning a witchcraft area, they are mysteriously killed in the sorcery radiation.

So in many cases, the relatively comfortable work in the tower was monopolized by the veteran sorcerer apprentices. The rest of the weak sorcerer apprentices can only choose those more dangerous jobs, in order to earn the money and knowledge to continue their witchcraft learning.

Money, of course, is used to buy some biological goods, and knowledge is a value system specifically formulated by the Wizard master to buy knowledge. In the library inside the tower, each witchcraft book is clearly marked with a different knowledge point, and the loan of books only accepts knowledge points, but does not accept money.

The apprentices had to work hard to gain knowledge before they could borrow the books they needed for a short time. And this time is absolutely not enough for apprentices to master all the knowledge in the books, so most of the apprentices will develop the habit of copying books.

For each borrowed witchcraft book, the apprentices will strive to copy down the knowledge they need in the shortest possible time for future continuous study. Ink and parchment were necessary for transcribing, but these were not free, they required money to buy.

Of course, if an apprentice wizard comes from a good family, then he can exchange a lot of money for knowledge. And the conversion ratio between them is 1 knowledge point =100 gold coins.

For example, the book "General Guide of Demonized Creatures" borrowed by Grim today requires three knowledge points, and the time to borrow it is only half a day. At the speed of Gleam's transcription, it is estimated that it would be possible to borrow the book at least three times in order to write it completely.

This adds up to nine knowledge points, and these nine knowledge points need Grime to walk out of the tower for two weeks in a row to earn.

So migraine attack, let him waste a piece of parchment is not a pity, but let him waste two hours of transcription time. That's why he was so angry!

Just as Grim tried to mobilize all his strength to suppress this anger and not let it affect his subsequent transcription, a familiar "drip" sound suddenly rang in his head.

"Drip, the biological energy has reached the standard, and the bioassistant chip number ZXJ9521 has started to activate..."

Grim exclaimed in surprise.

"Bioassisted chips!"

Once upon a time, in the difficult years at the beginning of the crossing, Grim more than once fantasized that he could also become an ox X god who crossed the alien world with an artifact in his hand. Punch Nanshan nursing home, kick Beihai kindergarten, put down all of them below one meter, stomp in the morgue, "stand up if you don't accept!" No one dares to breathe...

Unfortunately, the damn chip that had become integrated with him never moved except to give him occasional migraine headaches. Surprise, surprise... Today it finally starts!

By the time the loud tuning was over, a beautiful androgynous voice echoed in Grim's mind.

"Host detected, data modeling underway... Please wait..."

Oh, it can also quantify the current body? That's something to look forward to!

After all, we are in a high-magic world, where plane space is filled with a magical substance called elemental particles. These elemental particles are divided into basic particles such as earth, fire, water, scenery and darkness according to the different basic elements of the plane.

A wizard usually has a high or low affinity for these fundamental particles, resulting in a number of different factions. And it is precisely because the force system here is completely different from the Earth, so how to standardize and quantify the known data has become the most troubled Grim's big problem.