The Little Superman of Hogwarts

This scalper was very reliable. In just a few hours, Kerry was standing in front of a machine. Of course, Kerry paid 500,000 for this.

Kerry used his X-ray vision to look inside, and he felt dizzy after just one glance. The structure inside was probably comparable to a human lithography machine.

What's running inside isn't laser, but another kind of psionic energy. The moment you see this machine, you finally understand why the village chief said that if you want to get the system, you must come to the city.

This one device alone costs at least 1 billion yuan to manufacture.

After the scalper brought him to the machine, he left, and another person in charge came.

"How old are you this year?"

"Fifteen years old!" Kerry replied.

"Not bad, a suitable age!" The engineer, who looked very capable, praised. Kerry thought he was capable because the engineer had hardly any hair left on his head... Just this Mediterranean hairstyle made people feel trustworthy.

This Mediterranean boss first took Kerry to a machine. This machine scanned Kerry from head to toe. After seeing the scan, the engineer seemed stunned for a second, but he pretended that nothing had happened.

If Kerry had mind-reading abilities, he could instantly read the Mediterranean boss's inner thoughts: [Damn, is this even human? Forget it, forget it, I'm just doing shady work anyway, better not say too much!]

Afterward, the engineer asked about other things, and Kerry answered them one by one. Only when answering about his ability did Kerry hesitate for a second, saying, "My ability is a comprehensive one, more like something from a bloodline, a genetic material."

"I understand." Then the engineer didn't say much, scribbling and making changes to the system, the imprinted system looking like circuit diagrams.

After about an hour, the engineer finally finished, saying, "A basic system requires about 50 diagrams.

The system I made for you has a total of 500 imprints. These things will feel more comfortable in your body than others'."

"In short, it's worth the money.

Of course, if you want to get further improvements, you must seek out the top dozens of experts in the country. They can customize a more perfect system based on the more detailed condition of your body. My ability is worth 5 million..."

Kerry nodded, indicating his acceptance. Customizing a more in-depth system would waste more time, and for Kerry, that was the least acceptable thing.

"Then let's start!" The Mediterranean boss instantly started the machine. In that instant, Kerry felt countless data impacting his body. They formed a loop, countless magic or psionic energy circulating in his body in cycles of all sizes.

In just that instant, he felt his magic power double compared to before!

650,000! This was a number that would shock the solar system.

The Mediterranean boss sitting behind the equipment's eyes were about to pop out. He swore that he had never seen such a powerful person since he was born.

"Perhaps only those true kings who are often seen in the news can match him," the Mediterranean boss muttered to himself.

"Such a powerful person has never had a system imprinted before." The Mediterranean man felt his scalp tingle, feeling like his head was about to separate from his body.

"Big trouble!" the Mediterranean boss lamented inwardly, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Kerry.

He could only pretend that nothing had happened, hoping to send Kerry away quickly.

As the machine worked, the imprinted system became more and more flexible. Kerry felt as if a higher-dimensional space in the infinite depths had been opened.

At this point, Kerry thought of his magic rings and the dimensional gate. In a sense, these spells or devices were the same as the imprinting system machine, an extension of high-dimensional space applications.

"I see!" Kerry realized.

Kerry waited inside the imprinting machine. After about three hours, all the diagrams were imprinted into his body. Spending the money now felt different. Now, the magic value in Kerry's body directly rose from 300,000 to 650,000.

Deep within his body, in the magic power invisible to the human eye, a small CPU-like thing emerged, with incredibly complex patterns inside.

On Kerry's retina, a panel appeared.

[Superman Bloodline lv. 0]

[Magician lv.0]

Below these two simple lines was a spherical pattern. Kerry instantly understood that it was the place to store "skill points."

Whenever this spherical device filled with water, it meant that the system had accumulated some higher-dimensional energy, which could be injected into skills.

"It really is a more advanced civilization than Earth, but unfortunately, this world is full of the aura of destruction," Kerry sighed in his heart.

"This is the remaining 4.5 million!" Kerry took out a card, which was similar to a check, an anonymous cash card.

"Very good!" The Mediterranean boss, who had always been serious, finally showed a flattering smile.

After Kerry left the building, the Mediterranean boss wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then made a phone call. The scalper's bewildered face appeared in the Mediterranean boss's view.

"You're such an idiot!" The Mediterranean boss didn't dare to be too clear, he vaguely said, "In short, our business is over. Take today's 500,000 and run, I hope you can live a few more years."

At the other end of the city, another boss stared blankly at the living Black God Owl in front of him.

"You said you only spent 50 million to buy this thing?" he asked one of his subordinates questioningly.

"Yes, haven't we bought it before? I remember the price was also 50 million... At the time, you said this thing was easy to sell, and you told me to keep an eye out... I saw this thing in the market today, and I immediately bought one with my own money." The subordinate was a tall man, and he deliberately emphasized the tone of the words "with my own money."

"The last time we bought one, it was dead! A dead Black God Owl costs 50 million! This is real! Real—a living—Black God Owl!" The terrifying boss was going crazy: "The price of a living Black God Owl is at least multiplied by ten!"

"Generally, only level 100 bosses can capture a Black God Owl alive. Do you know what this means?"

His subordinate was stunned for a moment and finally realized, "I scammed a level 100 boss? Scammed him out of more than 400 million?"

"You idiot! Why don't you go die!" The boss roared.