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"In the 412th year of the Tianqi calendar, it was sunny on May 14th."

"The weather is very good today, and the great Master Harlan Bode is also very good. The sun in Black Iron Castle seems to have risen specifically for me. It is really addictive."

"What a pity. I have to go to school again today. It's really uninteresting."

"The job after graduation...that is already two years later. How could those ordinary civilians with sour smells understand that my father has already agreed that after graduating from Black Iron Castle Oak Academy, he will let

I work as a clerk at City Hall."

"That's a career that everyone envies, it's glamorous."

"Haha, who calls me the son of the great Black Iron Castle rich man, Karen Bode."

"Today is also a day for hating oriental monkeys... Of course, Gu Xintong is still excluded."

Zhao Guangli shook his right hand. The strange mark on his right hand had always been engraved there, as if it had always existed, but there was actually some faint pain coming from it.

In this way, the background of the owner of this corpse has become clear.

Harlan Bode, a racist rich kid from Black Iron Castle.

It's hard to imagine what kind of person this guy was when he was still alive, but based on the records in this diary, Zhao Guangli can probably guess it.

Of course, all this had nothing to do with Zhao Guangli. He gently raised his index finger and turned over another page of white paper.

The paper felt very good, and Zhao Guangli speculated that complete papermaking technology had already appeared in this world.

In the dark and scary dilapidated shack, Zhao Guangli's eyes were shining. He walked around the corpse on the ground, squatted down, and looked at the ajar wooden door in the moonlight.

Because it is a diary, the owner of the diary originally recorded trivial matters in life, and the owner, Harlan Bode, also mixed in a lot of satire on the Oriental race and the civilian class, creating a lot of useless information.

, which made Zhao Guangli’s experience quite bad.

After turning a few pages, Zhao Guangli slowly stopped.

"In the 412th year of the Tianqi calendar, on May 18th, the weather turned from sunny to cloudy."

"A terrible thing happened today."

"The city hall received a report that there was a fight in Rising Sun Avenue Park."

"Master Harlan Bird...that's me, right here."

"what is that?"

"Who are those two guys, and why do they have such powerful power?"

"Is that really a power that humans can have?"

Zhao Guangli discovered that, for the first time, the owner of the diary did not use 'great' as the prefix of his name.

"Although the city hall quickly suppressed the incident and blocked the dissemination of information, it is very strange..."

"Why am I so indifferent to everything now?"

"Money, food, beauty...or something else."

"Maybe we should go to the perfume street?"

"I feel terrible."

The content of the diary of this day is extremely clear. It should be an extraordinary day for an ordinary rich boy. In the diary, the human beings with powerful power should be extraordinary people who belong to this world.

Zhao Guangli could feel the shock and panic of Harlan Bode at that time from the writing in the diary, which was a very significant impact on the world view.

"In the 412th year of the Tianqi calendar, on May 19th, the weather turned from sunny to cloudy."

This is the diary of the next day. The owner of the diary, Harlan Bode, witnessed the battle between extraordinary people in Rising Sun Avenue Park and felt an unprecedented impact.

"My father told me that the kind of strong man is what we have always called him."

"Professional."

"What the hell is that?"

"A force that is so powerful that it cannot be resisted, that kind of strange existence, is it a professional?"

"That is, the legendary... knight and mage?"

"The answer given by the great father is yes. Knight and mage are not titles, but..."

"It's so uncomfortable."

"The so-called clerk of the town hall..."

In the last sentence, Zhao Guangli was somewhat able to understand the mentality of the owner of the diary when he wrote it.

In this diary, mage and knight are undoubtedly the most dazzling words.

Originally, Harlan Bode's handwriting was not good-looking, even crooked and ugly, but when he wrote these four words, he stroked them one by one, as if he was doing something sacred. His writing was very hard and extremely serious.

In this world, there are extraordinary beings called mages and knights. According to Zhao Guangli's judgment, this should be the case.

"Just...are there only two kinds?"

Such a rough division made Zhao Guangli a little confused. Of course, this is also the most normal division.

Looking at this diary, Zhao Guangli actually didn't find anything inappropriate. The direction of things should be obvious. It should be a story about a rich man who decided to give up literature and join the martial arts after seeing the power of professionals.

.

The time span that followed was slightly longer. Zhao Guangli flipped through a few pages of his diary. In addition to the original trivial events, he also expressed his yearning for professionals.

Until June.

"Tianqi calendar, June 1st, sunny."

"Every June 6th is the day for the final exam of Black Iron Castle Oak Academy."

"Similarly, the final test will also have an important indicator."

"Do you have the qualifications to become a knight or a mage?"

"The professionals sitting at the top of the Black Iron Castle, overlooking everything, are the true elites of the Alliance."

"Good luck to the great Master Harlan Bird."

"In just five days."

Zhao Guangli is describing the world of the diary owner in his mind at this moment. It is obvious that professionals are not a secret thing in this world. Most ordinary people should know the information about professionals, but this kind of profession

The power of the person is not often revealed in front of ordinary people.

What made Zhao Guangli even more suspicious was the political structure of human beings in this world.

The owner of the diary mentioned these two words for the first time.

【alliance】.

"The alliance... doesn't sound like the name of a country, but a political combination?" Zhao Guangli didn't care. If this diary is regarded as a novel, it is actually quite interesting.

However, it is best not to know the ending of the diary.

Zhao Guangli took a look at the terrifying corpse. At least, Zhao Guangli was somewhat used to it now.

"Tianqi calendar, June 6th, yin."

"Why."

"Why."

"Why."

"Why."

"I am the great Master Harlan Bode, the only son of Black Iron Castle rich man Karen Bode!"

"The professional who was bowed down to by everyone rejected me in such an indifferent way."

"Why does my father have to be so flattering to him?"

"Why……"

"I don't have any talent."