Super Dimensional Wizard

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If Angel spoke out his inner thoughts, 233 would probably reply: "Perverted dandy is not enough to sum it up, maybe a suffix should be added, such as 'second generation dandy'."

Milk Baron's powerful magic pet and powerful alchemical weapons are obviously not something that a first-level apprentice can possess. Therefore, many people speculate that Milk Baron must have an extremely powerful background.

It is precisely because of this speculation that even if someone hates Milk Baron, no one outside the ring dares to really trouble him.

When he walked to the gate, Angel suddenly thought of a question: "I still have the information card on me, and the Sky Tower doesn't verify the information. How could you go to the game in my place?"

233 took out an information card from his robe and handed it to Angel: "I was also surprised by this at first. When choosing my opponent, I directly said that I forgot to bring the information card. Lord Baroque didn't ask any more questions and gave me one. An anonymous information card. The game data of the past few days are all in this information card. Next time the young master goes to the Sky Tower, you can go to the management office to import the data into your original information card."

Angel caught a message in these words: Baroque didn't ask any more questions.

"With this master's ability, he must have seen through your true identity a long time ago. It's not that he didn't ask more questions, but to give face to the mentor...or maybe he has a guilty conscience." Angel said with mockery.

233 didn't answer. He heard that there was something in Angel's words. As a wise servant, you just need to be quiet at this time.

"No matter what, thank you for your help these days." Angel thanked 233.

"I actually didn't do anything. The one who really worked hard was Mr. Toby."

Toby, who was mentioned again, raised his head arrogantly, waiting for Angel's praise.

Angel gave a helpless smile. Although his reputation has deteriorated, it's not a big deal. Anyway, except for a few people, no one knows his true identity. And it is basically impossible for anyone who knows his identity to gossip about it. Even Saka and Angel do not think that he will reveal his identity to the public.

After saying goodbye to 233, Angel quickly walked to the study room on the second floor.

When he opened the door, he found Sanders sitting in front of his desk, holding his chin in one hand and closing his eyes in deep thought. It wasn't until Angel approached that he opened his eyes and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Are you here?"

At Sanders's signal, Angel sat to one side.

After Angel sat down, he didn't hear Sanders' voice for a long time. When he raised his head, he found that Sanders was deep in thought again.

"Mentor?" Angel called softly.

Sanders came back to his senses, his eyes slightly apologetic.

Sanders seemed to have something on his mind, and Angel was hesitant. As a disciple, should he care about it?

He asked tentatively: "Teacher, does Master Rhine have anything to do with you?"

Angel's question made Sanders stunned. Looking at the concern in his eyes, Sanders smiled lightly and said: "There is something, but the matter Mr. Rhine asked me for is not a big deal. He just asked me to borrow money. It’s just a witch garden.”

"Borrow the witchcraft garden?" Angel recalled the conversation between his mentor and Nice not long ago, which seemed to mention that some people wanted to use his mentor's gravity garden to smuggle in living creatures.

"Is it to smuggle in living animals?" Angel asked.

Sanders nodded. He knew that Angel was thoughtful and knew what to ask and what to say. So when he talked to Nice, he didn't let Angel avoid it.

"Can living creatures be smuggled across the country?" Angel said with confusion on his face, "Is it like smuggling into fantasy beasts?"

"There are phantom beasts, but not all." Sanders: "Most of the smuggled living creatures are intelligent life forms from other worlds."

"Another world...intelligent life?" Angel's heart trembled suddenly.

"I once said that if a being from another world wants to enter the wizarding world, it must go through the formal channels and be registered. Otherwise, when the group of raging wizards from the extreme sect find out, they will go crazy and look for trouble for you."

"However, the alien beings who take the regular channel are basically the planes that have signed a peace agreement with the wizarding world. Both parties have certain covenants in each other's world. Therefore, we generally do not treat this type of alien life that has been certified to stay. They went to war." Sanders paused and said, "However, biological research has always been a subject that wizards are passionate about. Among them, humanoid life from other worlds is the most worthy of study, so life from other worlds can often be sold at a good price among wizards."

"So, when living creatures are smuggled in, they usually come in books, which refers to this kind of life from another world."

Angel: "Does the extremist sect not care about the smuggling of living animals?"

Sanders: "In the end, the fate of these otherworldly beings is death. This is in line with the ideals of extreme sects, so naturally they will not be ignored."

It was rare for Sanders to take the initiative to talk about life in another world. Angel thought about how to change the topic to "stowaways are rejected by the will of the world".

But before Angel could think of a way to ask, Sanders cut off the topic.

"These things are too far away from you, you just need to understand a little bit." Without waiting for Angel to answer, Sanders got to the point: "I asked you to come here this time because I want to talk to you about the bloodline issue."

"Bloodline?"

"Just now Nice wanted to inject you with the succubus blood, but you chose to refuse. I agree with this. The reason why I agree is not that the succubus blood is not good, but because you are a rare nightmare body. If you want to choose to implant the blood, , it’s best to choose monsters from the nightmare world as your bloodline target.”

"Although most of the monsters in the nightmare world can find their prototypes in the outside world, the bloodline of the monsters in the nightmare world contains more incredible power. Moreover, the vast majority of the bloodlines of the monsters in the nightmare world have strange abilities in the illusion system. The bonus effect." Sanders paused: "Some of my spells are inseparable from the bloodline of the monsters in the Nightmare Realm. Even Flora's Red Death is actually related to the bloodline of the Nightmare Realm."

"Of course, how you choose your bloodline is your decision, but I suggest you treat this issue carefully."

"I understand." Angel didn't know why Sanders chose to talk about bloodline at this time, but since Sanders had said so, Angel naturally had an extra eye on the choice of bloodline.

"Okay, that's it. If you have nothing else to do, you can go back first," Sanders said.

Sanders issued an eviction order, and Angel saluted and planned to leave.

When Angel opened the door, Sanders saw the magic falcon ornaments on the table and suddenly said: "I heard Flora say that Mirror Princess seems to like some novel things. She saved your life last time." , don’t forget to thank her.”

…

After coming out of the study, Angel was surprised to see Butler Goode in the corridor.

"Butler Good, can I return these clothes after I wash them?" Angel pointed to the clothes on his body.

"Adults shouldn't care about these things. Moreover, these clothes are also discarded for adults. If you feel uncomfortable wearing them, it doesn't matter if you throw them away."

Angel waved his hand: "Nothing, I'm very comfortable wearing it, I'm just a little embarrassed."

"Then Master Pat, please continue to dress. Looking at the young master's dress, I seem to see the adults in their youth." Good said, "That is really a beautiful memory..."

Seeing that Goode was planning to have a long speech, Angel quickly said goodbye and left before he could say anything.

After leaving Magic Island, Angel took the Shuteng Bus at Luoyunye Station.

In the carriage, with the cold night wind blowing, Angel recalled Sanders' last words.

Naturally, he has not forgotten Jing Ji's life-saving grace, but when he thinks of Jing Ji's request... Angel feels very embarrassed. Sanders is not interested in Jing Ji, and he doesn't know what to do. Is it really like this? "Just wear a face," Sanders said.

Angel couldn't be so shameless.

Fortunately, Sanders mentioned just now that "Mirror Princess likes some novel gadgets."

Speaking of novel gadgets, Angel immediately thought of the unbaked music box.

Music boxes are not unusual, but if beautiful music is paired with a beautiful fantasy, it should be called a "novelty", right?

Angel had nothing else to offer, and Jing Ji would definitely look down on things at the power level. He could only try to see if things at the entertainment level could catch Jing Ji's eyes.

Thinking all the way, Angel returned to the apprentice town.

In the middle of the night, the apprentice was calm and quiet, with only the lights of the market in the distance flickering.

Angel did not go home immediately, but first turned to the underground market.

According to 233, he has already drawn tomorrow's game and currently has five games to play. As for whether other players have drawn him in the pool, it is currently unknown. Angel needs to go to the bulletin board of the Sky Tower to see it.

Angel went to the underground market. In addition to looking at tomorrow's game schedule, there was one more thing he had to do...buy a wizard robe.

His wizard robe was lost by Sanders. In order not to expose his identity, he had to buy a new wizard robe.

If Angel hadn't been pressed for time and had no experience in making clothes, he would have really wanted to make an alchemy robe himself.

Although it was already night outside, in the underground market, it was still as bright as day.

When Angel arrived at the Sky Tower, it was already after ten o'clock in the evening, and there were only a few people in front of the bulletin board.

After reading the bulletin board, Angel found that Milk Baron's name appeared eleven times, starting at 7 o'clock in the morning and continuing until 7 o'clock in the evening. With almost no one else playing on the same floor, it was his game almost every hour.

Angel put aside the five times he had been drawn by lot, and it seemed that there were still 6 people in the pool who had drawn him. The frequency of such games is obviously a bit strange. Angel probably wants Baroque to want him to accumulate points and get out. Angel's guess is basically correct, but it's not that Baroque wants him to get out. For the entire Sky Tower senior management, his competition relies on "playing rogue" to win, which is neither beautiful nor able to sell tickets. He finished quickly.

Angel calculated by himself that after playing these eleven games, he would have enough points to advance to the fifteenth level. Angel also looked at his opponent's name... In fact, it didn't matter whether he saw his opponent or not. Toby was already on the field anyway, so look for Shuyuan. zhaoshuyuan.com His reputation was so bad that Angel decided to just let Toby play.

Speaking of poor reputation, Angel didn't have a general impression when he heard 233 talk about it.

It wasn't until he experienced it himself that he realized how bad his reputation was. Angel saw that an apprentice was about to buy a ticket to watch the game. He was hesitant about which one to watch. Someone next to him immediately suggested that he not buy the "One-Hit Man" game, and then various popular science and explanations came to him. Such insults... That passionate speech made Angel feel that "Milk Baron" was heinous.

The surrounding apprentices also echoed, and even some ordinary people were furious.

Seeing this, Angel turned around and left silently. If he didn't leave, he was afraid that he would be unable to help but join the ranks of those who criticized the "Milk Baron".

Not long after Angel left, a man wearing a white bear doll costume came from a distance.

"Tonight is destined to be the night of fateful encounter." White Bear murmured as he walked over. When he reached the bottom of the Sky Tower, he looked left and right, but he didn't see that person... "Well, fate sometimes goes wrong. I'm a little late." Mobile phone users please browse and read for a better reading experience.