Warhammer Wizard

　　Talini took Viola to the door of the Violet House. After reconfirming the soul transformation ceremony at noon tomorrow, he watched Ren leave.

　　 Ryan glanced at the sky and found that he had been at Violet House for more than two hours. Just after noon, his stomach was not too hungry, so he went shopping on Brent Street.

　　 The streets are full of water, bustling, and people are going in and out of shops.

Rennes observed with interest. I have to say that the people who can appear on this street are at least the middle class or extraordinary people, or students of the extraordinary college, and the spiritual outlook of people is obviously higher than that of other blocks in Longshande. So much better.

　　 This can be seen from the way everyone travels.

The wealthy ride in cars, and the noble ladies love gorgeous carriages. Kongwu’s powerful knights ride tall horses. The extraordinary are surrounded by strange beasts, or simply ride on them. Sometimes people go on foot, and they are faster than ordinary people. Much.

　　 Lane also saw a very familiar means of transportation-bicycles.

　　 He remembered that he used to have a second-hand bicycle in the academy, but it was stolen after only half a month of riding, and he felt distressed for a long time.

　　 Bicycles have been popular in the empire for many years, and they are not expensive. They are people's favorite means of transportation in cities other than buses.

　　 Many jobs require bicycles, such as postmen and newspaper delivery workers. Some people have also converted them into tricycles and started mobile vendors.

　　 "Unfortunately, there are bicycles in this world, and there is one less idea to make money."

　　 Ren thought with regret, but he didn't get too entangled.

　　 In a world where steam engines and mechanical technology have been developed for hundreds of years, even without oil and electricity, a simple tool like bicycle will be invented sooner or later.

　　 "Madam, please keep your posture, don't move, don't move... OK, that's it, OK... I'll be ready soon!"

　　 "I'm going to shoot, three or two..."

　　 A shrill man's voice caught Ren's attention, what was it doing?

　　 He locked the sound source, quickly walked a few steps forward, turned the corner, suddenly snapped, and the white light gleamed in front of him, making him subconsciously raise his hand to block his eyes and was startled.

　　 "What the hell?"

　　The white light flickered, and Renn saw not far away, a man was holding something like a searchlight. The light was emitting from above, and a lot of white smoke was emitting.

　　 The man bent his waist and put his head into a wooden box. The box was mounted on a tripod. The front of the box was opened with glass lenses and a large piece of black cloth was attached to the back, covering the man's upper body.

On the opposite side of the box, a young woman was standing under a tree on Brent Street, holding the railing, and you could just see the panoramic view of the Wizard Tower behind her. With a smile on her face, she kept her standing unnaturally, maybe It's been too long, and my body is a little stiff.

　　Rain understood at a glance, this is taking pictures!

Next to 　　, there is a circle of onlookers, mostly young people, men and women, looking at the two people taking pictures excitedly, and discussing with their companions from time to time, what kind of posture is more photogenic.

　　 Lane also became interested immediately and joined the ranks of onlookers.

　　 is a middle-aged man who is in charge of taking pictures. He is thin, graceful and wearing a pair of glasses. He drew out the film like a sealed box from the wooden box and stuffed it into the carriage beside him.

　　 "Daguerreotype, here comes the negatives."

　　 The carriage is tightly wrapped in black cloth and is impermeable to light. It looks like a tent. Someone is catching the box inside, and the voice comes from it: "Okay, Eastman."

　　 The middle-aged man named Eastman said to the person being photographed: "Madam, your picture is taken, wait a while and I will wash it out for you."

Then, he turned to the onlookers and said loudly: "Is there anyone else who wants to take a picture? Brent Street can't find a better location than this. Standing here, you can take the entire wizard tower into it, to ensure that you are satisfied. . A photo only needs one silver crown, and the photo is washed out and then paid. If you are not satisfied, you can retake it by paying ten copper rissoles!"

　　 "I want to take a picture."

　　 "I came first, let me shoot first."

　　 A few young people scrambled to surround themselves, Eastman hurriedly persuaded everyone not to rush, one by one, his face bloomed with joy.

　　 Renn didn't want to take pictures, so he withdrew from the crowd.

　　His heart is alive. Photography has been around for many years. There are photo studios everywhere in the Empire. There are seven or eight on this Brent Street, and business is pretty good. Even in my home town, I opened a simple photo studio last year. The family took a family portrait. My mother, Malinda, framed the photo and hung it in the living room.

　　 The price of taking pictures is not cheap. In the photo studio, it costs fifteen copper rissoles to take a picture.

　　 It is more expensive to shoot on the street, twenty copper risos for a photo, which is one silver crown, which is equivalent to a day’s work pay for civilians.

　　 But people are still rushing to it, which shows that there is a high demand for photography. This is a very potential consumer market.

　　 Rehn has not done a careful study of photography and cameras. I read a history of photography in the library before and remembered some related content and some technical details of old cameras.

　　If I remember correctly, the two used the "wet-plate photography" just now. Maybe the sensitizer is different from the potion for developing photos, but the principle must be the same.

　　 This kind of photography method is both backward and troublesome. Just look at the heavy carriage. To take a picture, you need to take a large car of equipment and potion.

　　 If a portable camera can be made, it will be effortless to seize the photographic market!

　　 Many thoughts popped up in Renn's mind. He only remembered the general principle of the camera. If you want to actually make one, you must spend time to explore and try to know if it works.

　　 Just as he was thinking about how to use the camera to earn a lot of golden shields, suddenly, a car stopped on the road next to him, the driver opened the front door and walked down, and asked politely: "Excuse me, is it Mr. Lane?"

　　 Ren looked at the driver with some alertness, and then at the car. The curtain in the window blocked his vision.

　　 But it didn't bother him. Listening attentively, there was a heartbeat from the back of the car. This heartbeat was strong and powerful. It was completely different from the rhythm of ordinary people's. He was obviously extraordinary and a man.

　　 "Mr. Lane, I have no intentions."

　　 The driver showed a kind smile and said respectfully and in a low voice: "My boss is in the car. He wants to see you and talk to you about extraordinary professions. Please get in the car and I promise you will not regret it."

　　 said, he took the initiative to open the back door of the car.

　　 Ryan saw a well-dressed middle-aged man sitting in the car, nodded slightly to himself, and reached out to make a please gesture.

　　 He pretended to think for a few seconds, secretly opened the eyes of the soul, and saw the middle-aged man thoroughly.

　　 "Seventh-level transcendent, mechanic?"

　　 Rehn was a little surprised, how come the transcendents he met today were a higher level than the one, first the sixth-level all-spirit wizard Viola, and now another seventh-level mechanic.

　　 The seventh level has entered a high-level occupation, and it is still a mechanic who can cast spells. It is quite rare. The entire Longshande may not be able to find a few such high-level mechanics.

　　At this moment, the color of the middle-aged man's soul is mainly white and green, with a touch of orange, indicating that his mood is calmer and relaxed, and a little happy, mixed with a little excitement or expectation.

　　 "He really has no hostility."

　　 After such a long experience of observing the soul, Renn has been able to roughly judge the emotions of others and his attitude towards himself through the color of the soul.

　　 Rehn felt a little relieved, so he got into the back of the car, and the driver intimately helped him close the door.

"Mr. Raine, my next person, Kenegi Rokoffel, the vice president of the Steam and Machinery Union, this is my business card." As soon as Raine got in the car, the middle-aged man introduced himself and handed it over. A gilded business card with a sincere smile on his face.

　　 Seeing that the other party was so polite, Ren did not neglect, reached out his hands to take the business card, nodded in response: "President Kenegi, hello."

　　 While speaking, he glanced at the content on the business card and found that this gentleman had several titles.

The first is the vice president of the Longshande Branch of the Steam and Machinery Union, followed by the founder of Rokoffel Mining Company, the owner of Anders Machinery Company, the deacon of the Empire Steel Union, the senior member of the Alchemy Association, etc., and a baron The titles belong to the real nobles, and these titles can be regarded as big people in the city.

　　 Rehn hadn't heard of this before, but judging from the other's behavior, UU reading www.uukanshu.com and business card title, it is obvious that this is a rich man in the mining and machinery industry.

　　Whether it is on the earth or in Ellenus, those who have mines in their hands and who can dig money from the ground are big local tyrants, the real powerful class.

"I'm not the president. We have several vice presidents in Longshande, and I'm just one of them." Kenegi smiled heartily and said: "My age is a decade older than you, directly Can I call you Ren?"

"of course can."

　　Ryan didn't care about it, and asked, "Mr. Kenegi, what can you do with me?"

　　 In fact, he has roughly guessed it.

　　 "This matter is not in a hurry, it just happens to be lunch time, I booked a place in Dambulla, I can eat and talk." Kenegi said to the driver in front: "Merry, drive."

Ryan had heard of Dambulla, one of the top restaurants in Longshande. It is said that a meal costs a few golden shields, but he does not want to be favored for no reason, so he hurriedly said: "Mr. Kenegi, I have eaten lunch, if you have something, you can talk now."

　　The driver looked back at Kenegi in embarrassment, "Master?"

　　 Kenegi saw Renn's attitude very resolute, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll see you for a ride. Where are you going, Renn?"

　　 Ren wanted to go back to the apartment, but he didn't want to reveal his address, so he chose a random place and said, "Send it to my Demon Soul Market."

　　 "Go to the Demon Soul Market." Kenegi motioned to the driver, and the car started immediately.

The Demon Soul Market is not far away and will be reached soon, so Kenegi is no longer polite, and frankly stated his purpose: "Ren, I came to you specially this time to invite you to join Steam and Machinery union, become a mechanic."