Diary of the Death Wizard

The boss had finished observing Sol and Agu at this time, pushed away the boy who was about to reply, and stood in front of Sol.

He leaned slightly, and said respectfully: "Yes, my lord, since the third recruitment order was issued in Archaeological City three years ago, the few remaining people in the town have moved there. Now is Some orphans, old people, and sick people stay in the small town to live. If I didn’t have this hotel to run, I wouldn’t stay here.”

"Urbanization?" Sol didn't expect Archaeological City to have developed to such an extent, but can the underlying productivity of this era keep up?

"If people all move to Archaeological City, what about farming? It won't all depend on trade, right?"

Saul's question stopped the boss.

He had to put it another way.

"Then who will farm the land?"

"Oh, the farmers are all serfs and..." The innkeeper understood Sol's question this time, but he forgot the words halfway through the answer.

"And the magic tool, my lord!" The boy looked very clever, and immediately called Sol like the boss.

He saw that Sol was not someone nearby, and explained carefully, "Magical tools are some witchcraft-related props made by Baidong Academy, but ordinary people can also use them, and they are very powerful. The time for farming is as long as the original time." Half of half is enough!"

Baidong Academy actually produced a batch of magic tools that ordinary people can use?

It should be a simple witchcraft prop.

However, how do they solve the problem that ordinary people will be irradiated when using witchcraft props?

And as long as there is magic and spiritual power, there will be the possibility of pollution.

If it is a wizard, even a second-level wizard apprentice has certain means to solve pollution.

But how should ordinary people solve the pollution after using witchcraft props to produce pollution?

They probably don't even have the ability to protect themselves.

Sol originally wanted to ask them what those molds looked like, but he thought about it or forgot. Even if these people have seen it, they still don't understand the real core, so it's better for him to see it himself.

The boy on the opposite side was like an open chatterbox, still introducing, "The book says that those molds that are farmed in the suburbs are just the simplest molds, and those who are really powerful have to go to those big factories in the city of Quest. It is said that even Ordinary people can make even more powerful magic tools with the help of magic tools. If I didn’t need to take care of my grandfather here, I would definitely go to the city to work with Brother Lufu.”

The boy wanted to say something, but was pulled away by the innkeeper.

Sol glanced at the innkeeper, feeling that when he heard about the factories in the city, his expression was not as yearning as that of the little boy.

There is even a trace of fear.

Then Sol asked some more questions, and the little boy told Sol very enthusiastically, and said that he had learned these from the book. If Sol wants to fully understand the city of Archaeologists, I suggest reading that book, which is very clear.

As a result, when I asked about the title of the book, it was the novel the boy and the innkeeper had just read.

Just hearing the name makes people feel unreliable.

The innkeeper returned to the bar at this time and took out a brand new novel of the same title to give to Sol, "Please accept it, my lord, it doesn't cost money. These books are distributed to us for free in the city, just want us to send For hotel guests."

The boss didn't say that when he took it out before, he collected money from passengers.

Accepting the book unceremoniously, Sol stopped asking the two of them, turned his head and followed the boy into the courtyard next to him.

The hotel owner on the side also came to deliver food, very enthusiastic.

When they left, Saul heard the little boy still muttering about wanting to work in a factory.

The innkeeper seemed not to want to lose the last waiter, saying that the magic tools in those factories had eaten people.

The boy said nonchalantly that it was because the workers did not operate properly and did not follow the regulations.

Hearing this, Thor shook the book in his hand and decided to read it before entering the city.

Early the next morning, Sol and his party left the hotel and continued to Archaeological City.

Last night, Sol read the first extracurricular book in three years. But he skipped over those places that were obviously YY pastimes, and focused on the details of life in the city.

It turns out that these details are also in double quotes.

The book describes many dangers and even some weird incidents encountered by the farmer Little John after he entered the city, but in the end, these incidents turned out to be sinister, or were caused by other people's careless work.

Wizards are also mentioned in the book, but they are all mentioned in a few strokes, and obviously dare not write in detail.

The wizard in the book is a mysterious, powerful and wise existence. Every time they develop a new magic tool, it will bring huge changes to the lives of ordinary people.

They spent the better part of the day on the road, in spite of Marsh's driving. By the time the carriage arrived at the foot of Archaeological City, the sun in the sky had already slanted westward again.

A huge city soaked in orange-red sunlight appeared in front of Sol.

Row upon row of high-rise buildings seemed to bring Sol back to the original world.

The Archaeological City is built on the hillside, facing the sea on both sides in the southwest. To the north is a low mountain with a gentle slope, and only a flat area in the east can be driven in and out.

Outside the city is a wall that is not too high, and there are soldiers on duty on it. A giant crossbow is erected every few meters on the city wall, and there is a square hole every 100 meters.

It was written in the book that Little John entered the city that there is a magic crystal cannon hidden in the hole, which can be detonated by ordinary people.

The wall on the east side of the city opened three entrances into the city, and there were long queues at each of them.

But when Thor's carriage approached, two soldiers rushed over on horseback.

One of them held a compass in his hand, and after confirming it twice, he dismounted and came to Sol.

"My lord wizard, you don't need to line up to enter the city, please follow us this way."

Sol pushed open the car door, looked at the compass in the soldier's hand, and found it very interesting.

The appearance of his car didn't have any sign of a wizard's identity, and the other party was obviously an ordinary person, yet he was able to confirm that he was a wizard from such a far away place.

Apparently the compass in his hand was at work.

Sol used to be in the Wizard Tower, and the witchcraft props were either used for fighting or research, and there were very few such convenient infrastructures.

A group of people came to the fourth entrance under the guidance of two knights.

Concealment circles are painted on the gates here and on the nearby walls.

After entering the radiation range of the magic circle, the noisy voices around were suddenly much quieter.

The two knights deliberately stopped outside the circle, saluted and then left.

At this time, another person came up to him, wearing a blue and white formal dress. It's the kind of simple model that has a great sense of design without hindering movement.

The cuffs, neckline and hem of the opponent are embellished with two silver embroidery threads.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency." The other party stood outside the car and said, "Welcome to Archaeological Site. I am Dumar, a second-level apprentice of Baidong College. Could you please do the identity registration?"

Agu walked out without letting the other party see what was going on in the carriage.

"How to say convenient, how to say inconvenient?"

Dumar's smile remained unchanged, and he took out two metal cards from the front pocket.

One red, one blue.

"We naturally respect your idea. Because in Archaeost, many places need a pass to enter, exit and purchase. So we have prepared two kinds of passes for you. The blue one will simply register your information so that we can provide you with services. The red one is an anonymous pass, and most businesses can also be provided, but when it comes to core business, you may need to show the corresponding certificate before you can apply. Of course, there is absolutely no problem with your basic living needs.”

Dumar politely handed both passes to Agu.

Let him choose.