Wizard: I can refine everything

Hearing this request, the first word that flashed through Richard's mind was "impossible".

It is already very difficult to let 80% of the world's intelligent life hear about something, and now he wants to shock these people with this thing.

How is this possible?

But soon, Richard realized a huge loophole.

"No, then wouldn't I just forge a lie to spread it? Anyway, as long as it shocks these people, it will be fine."

Ulises smiled slightly and replied: "My friend, you did find a loophole in this ritual. But have you ever thought that if you can publicize a false thing to change the pan-consciousness of a world. Then this publicity itself is a great achievement."

Richard was slightly stunned, and then laughed at himself.

Indeed, if he can change the pan-consciousness of a world by publicity, then this thing itself has met the conditions.

"It seems that there is no way to please."

"The road to evolution has always been one step at a time."

Looking at the world in front of him, Richard's heart suddenly became full of ambition.

He is going to do something unprecedented in the history of the wizard world. He is going to complete his promotion in a different world. If nothing unexpected happens, he will conquer the world by himself in the next few hundred or thousand years.

"Ulises, I feel like I'm crazy." Richard looked at the world and laughed.

Ulises stood on Richard's left shoulder and replied in the same heroic tone: "Isn't it the same for you wizards? Restrained and greedy, rational but crazy.

This is the foundation of your civilization and culture, my friend."

...

There is a very counterintuitive thing about invading the world, that is, the larger a world is, the easier it is to be infiltrated. For example, in the Savage World, wizards sneaked into the Savage World with hundreds of thousands of black wizards.

But the wild beasts in the Savage World, except for the Tianji Holy Sect, no one noticed it.

On the contrary, those small worlds, because the area of ​​the world is not large, the origin of the world is basically concentrated on one or two world masters. The slightest movement of the world wall will be noticed by them.

This is also the reason why wizards need to enter the world to collect intelligence when invading worlds below the medium-sized world.

Of course, there is also the reason why the great wizards are proud.

For worlds below medium-sized, collecting intelligence in advance is basically a waste of time. The great wizards are confident that they can crush the native world lords.

However, although the World Wall is a copper wall, there are still ways to bypass it and enter the world. In addition to the risky method of disguising as a star meteorite and slowly entering through the World Wall.

Entering through an insider is also a good way.

After confirming the world, Ulysses threw the demon contract through the curtain. Although the World Wall also exists inside the curtain, the demon contract is not a life, and the World Wall will not stop it.

After throwing the contract, Richard and the others began to wait.

The demon contract is essentially a fishing bait, but if you want to really catch a fish, the fish has to bite the hook itself.

...

Bruno City, District 13, Ben, who had been busy all day, dragged his tired body and set off on the way home.

Bruno is an industrial city. The endless mechanical noise day and night, the bursting steam pipes from time to time, and the chimneys that continuously emit thick smoke straight into the sky constitute the main tone of this city.

Riding his old bicycle that is about to fall apart, Ben is thinking about what to eat tonight, and how many years he has to work in this damn place before he can buy an apartment in the suburbs.

After calculating, Ben came to a ridiculous conclusion. According to his current saving speed, he only needs 120 years to save enough money to buy an apartment.

The premise is that the apartment price does not increase.

"I am such a cheap bone, why do I have to stay here?" Ben laughed at himself, "It's enough to go back to my hometown to build a house for ten years, and it only takes five years to find a woman.

The air at home is better than this damn place. You can eat enough in this damn place just by breathing."

But even if he scolded himself like this, Ben's thoughts in his heart did not change.

His parents spent their life savings to support him to go to the National Mechanical College, just to let him get out of that small place and make a name for himself.

It took him twelve years to get out of that town, and now he was going to go back in disgrace?

Dream on!

Soon, Ben returned to his small home in District 13.

This was a small house shared by four people. He and three other mechanics from different factories rented this room of only 60 square meters.

As a mechanic, Ben's salary was enough for him to have a relatively comfortable residence, instead of living in a dormitory worse than a pig sty like those factory laborers.

He had seen the collective dormitory of the laborers, where fifty people lived in a room the size of a classroom. The filthy air in the room even made the air in the factory look fresh.

To be honest, even if these slave laborers had undergone simple biological transformation by the Green Forest Group, this place was too bad.

Sometimes Ben even felt that those laborers were no longer of the same race as him, just like him and those noble and elegant aristocrats.

The interior of the house was partitioned with wooden boards to ensure that each mechanic had his own independent space. Ben's room was the smallest because his room had a window.

Back in the room, Ben lit an oil lamp and then collapsed on the bed.

The mechanics in the factory work in two shifts, and the twelve-hour work almost drained Ben's energy. But soon Ben pulled himself together and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Then he found a book called "Intermediate Mechanics: Pistons and Pumps" under his pillow.

If you want to become a mechanic, you can't just talk about it. A mechanic must pass the mechanic exam held by the kingdom and obtain a mechanic qualification certificate before he can work as a mechanic.

And this certificate has four levels, from low to high: low level, intermediate level, advanced level, and special level. Special level is the limit of mechanics, and above is the mechanic scholar, but that is another system.

Looking at the thick book in front of him, which is as thick as a dictionary, Ben comforted himself in his heart: "Learning mechanics is better than those studying biology. The things that those transformation doctors have to learn are twice as high as theirs."

After reading a book in bed for an hour, Ben, whose eyelids were fighting, put the book aside.

After forcing himself to wind up the alarm clock, he fell asleep as soon as he closed his eyes. But his dream today was a little strange. He didn't dream of his deceased parents, the wild flowers in his hometown, or that he became a top-class mechanic and bought an apartment in the Garden City.

He dreamed of a strange creature today. The creature was wearing a black robe and was almost twice as tall as him. He was handsome, with plump and healthy skin, but he didn't look green at all, as if he had albinism.

This strange creature gave him a piece of paper and told him that this piece of paper could change his fate.

Ridiculous, the thing that could change his fate was right next to his pillow.

Ringing...

The noisy alarm clock woke Ben up from his sleep. Because of the dream all night, Ben felt a splitting headache.

"Damn, what a strange dream."

Rubbing his eyes, Ben lifted the quilt and prepared to wash and go to the factory. But the moment he moved his arm, he suddenly found that he was holding something tightly in his hand.

Ben rubbed his eyes again to make sure he was not seeing things.

It was a very gorgeous leather scroll with golden lines painted on the edge of the scroll.

"Is this... the scroll from the dream?"

Ben felt that he should be a little panicked, after all, the things in the dream appeared in reality. But he turned around and stuffed the scroll under the pillow, then put on his clothes and rushed into the bathroom.

Compared to the things in the dream appearing in reality, Ben felt that it was more terrible to be deducted a day's salary for being late.

Although the work of a mechanic is safer than hard labor. But this safety is relatively safe, after all, mechanics deal with those faulty machines all day long. Those behemoth-like machines can easily break through the mechanic's body if a part is blown off. If the steam pipe is broken, the high-pressure steam will kill the mechanic in thirty seconds.

But is there any job in this world that is not dangerous? Ben comforted himself in this way.

Maintaining machinery, inspecting pipelines, and then dragging a tired body home, day after day, year after year.

As time passed, Ben gradually grew from a young man of sixteen or seventeen to a strong man of twenty. And a month ago, he successfully passed the intermediate mechanic exam.

Becoming an intermediate mechanic means he can ask the factory owner for a raise. No matter what the result is, it is a good thing.

But all this was turned into nothingness with the sound of a pipe bursting.

"Eighty percent of the skin on his body was burned, and the estimated cost of treatment is 10,000."

"10,000? Even if you sell him, he is not worth 10,000!"

Amid the roar of the safety director, Ben's heart sank to the bottom.

One hundred thousand yuan, his hourly wage is only less than three yuan. Even if he does not eat or drink, he has to work for half a year.

But he can't do without food and drink, he still has to pay rent, water bills, and miscellaneous taxes. Taking the intermediate mechanic exam took away half of his savings, and now he can only take out 1,000 yuan at most.

Even if he is a mechanic, he has medical insurance paid by the factory. But the maximum coverage of medical insurance is only 2,000 yuan. And those insurance company investigators who eat people without spitting bones will find ways to prevent you from getting the maximum coverage.

As for the factory... the factory is even less likely to pay.

Mechanics are not rare in Bruno City, even if he is a mid-level mechanic.

Soon, Ben was carried home by the factory workers. This was the only thing the factory would do. Ben looked at the gloomy sky outside the window, and suddenly a surge of anger rose in his heart.

Why did fate treat him like this! Did he do something wrong?

But soon, this rage turned into surging tears, pouring out of his eyes.

His life is over.

Ben fell asleep in desperate crying. This time, he met the strange man again.

The man asked calmly: "Ben, sign him, and your fate will change."

Ben looked at the contract full of patterns, gritted his teeth and left his name on it.

In the material world, under Ben's pillow, there were suddenly two more names on a leather contract.

One name was Ben Victor, and the other was Richard.