You call this the mastermind?

Although his home is in this city, considering the convenience, Mellen didn't want to go back for a while after joining the association.

Anyway, there is nothing to do there, and I don't know where my parents went.

Although there is an older brother at home, he is a workaholic and may not be seen once a month.

And although the appearance of the association's residence does not look good, the interior rooms are very beautifully decorated.

The sofa and four-poster bed are brand new, the floor is a little worn, but it is covered with a layer of brown carpet, which looks simple and natural.

There is a separate bathtub and toilet, and a floor-to-ceiling window.

Although the street outside the window is deserted and dilapidated, it is also a different style to take a few glances at it - as long as you don't turn on the "wizard perspective".

In short, except for the lack of servants to serve, it basically has no impact on Mellen's quality of life.

It is better to say that after coming here, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

At this time, Mellen is observing the silk thread on his left little finger from the perspective of a wizard.

The old examiner did not mention the existence of this kind of silk thread, and judging from the pictures transmitted from the silk thread, this thing should be unique to him.

However, apart from being able to see some pictures, it seems to have no other use...

The invisible third hand touched the dark golden silk thread, and a series of dynamic pictures were immediately transmitted to Melen's mind.

It was a bathing pool decorated with white, and a human-shaped "Mosaic" was standing at the edge of the bathing pool.

After a while, a black long skirt fell off the "Mosaic" and fell to its feet.

Then "Mosaic" jumped into the pool like a clever mermaid.

The water rippled, the waves splashed, and spots of water fell on the black long skirt placed by the pool.

The fine-spun fabric softened quickly and became wet...

Melen cut off the connection between the third hand and the silk thread, and the picture quietly disappeared.

As the saying goes, don't look at what is indecent, he is not the kind of person who would be so obscene as to peek into other people's privacy.

It's not because it's blocked by mosaics and there's nothing to see, so I don't look at it.

"The mosaic is obviously Mrs. Chelsea. Because my level is not high enough, I can't see her from this angle."

"The reason for the birth of this thread should be that I changed her fate."

"But what about the first magician whose fate I changed? Why is there no corresponding thread? And those people at the hospital gate?"

"Because it's not a wizard..."

Thinking about it, Melen looked in front of him.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the neat carpet beside the French window, with a pile of books, a diary, a pocket watch, a cloth bag, and a magic wand in front of him.

Melen first picked up the black bone wand.

He had already known how to use it before, so he didn't need to think about it for the time being.

But the casting rules related to this magic wand made Melen ponder -

If a wizard has not practiced a spell to the extreme, he cannot get rid of the dependence on the magic wand when casting.

Doesn't it mean that when wizards fight, they only need to knock down the opponent's weapon to decide the winner in an instant?

Extending from this idea, Melen couldn't help but think of his mutated third hand.

It always takes a process for wizards to cast spells, and this process will be shortened as their proficiency increases.

But no matter how short the time is, it can't be faster than a blink of an eye, right?

"In this way, am I invincible?"

He felt that this seemed unlikely, after all, guns have appeared in this world.

If the means of wizards are really so simple, then what qualifications do they have to occupy the top of the world?

Because of some high-level wizards?

Or have wizards already merged with the ruling class of this world?

After pondering for a while, Melen put down the wand in his hand and looked at other items.

Several thick books with brown covers are called wizard encyclopedias. Melen tried to open them and read them, hoping to use "skill points" to fill the knowledge in the books into his mind.

Unfortunately, fate has no reaction to these books.

Maybe it's because this kind of book is not a technical book, or maybe it's something else.

Melen is not sure about this.

After moving a few encyclopedias away, he picked up the gray, linen-looking small bag again.

After untying the rope, he opened the bag and took a look inside, and found that there was a space about the size of a suitcase inside.

"So why don't you put these books in there before giving them to me?"

Melen was a little surprised. After trying to do so, he suddenly realized that the opening was too small and couldn't be stuffed in.

Both advanced and backward.

After secretly evaluating this, Melen turned to pick up the beautifully shaped silver pocket watch.

He opened it with a snap and found that the pocket watch was similar to a normal clock, with a twelve-hour system.

However, there was only one pointer, and it was always fixed at one o'clock, motionless.

And when Melen let go of his hand, the pointer instantly returned to 12.

"This should correspond to the position in the attribute..."

After trying to pick it up and put it down several times, Melen basically understood what this thing was used for.

After casually putting it in his purse, he looked at the last thing.

A diary.

A diary with a blue gem inlaid in the middle of the black cover, and a blue feather pen under the cover.

But there was no matching ink.

He tried to open it, but it didn't move. Melen then tried to touch the sapphire on the cover with his third hand, and the diary opened by itself.

A sentence appeared on the title page: "Please fill in your correspondence name in the blank below."

"This thing can't be..."

Melen became very interested in this, and after hastily signing his name as Egg Wilson, he opened the diary.     Then he found that although the diary looked normal on the surface, there were only ten pages inside that could be opened.

The rest of the part was all padded with something like paraffin.

"Isn't it cheating consumers?"

Murmuring, Melen turned the diary to the first page.

Unlike other blank pages, there was a name in the upper right corner of this page: von der Leyen.

In the first line of the page below the name, there was a paragraph quietly existing.

"You will study in the children's class for the next few days. In about a week, the president will arrive in Graham, and I will take you to see him then."

"President?"

Merlen tried to write a reply under this sentence with the quill pen without ink, but there was no response.

So he tried to integrate his third hand into the pen like controlling a magic wand.

The handwriting was born.

It was beautiful and smooth, and the hand felt very smooth, as if the pen tip was coated with a layer of lubricant.

However, after writing, the words on it disappeared, as if the chat history would be cleared after reading.

Melen thought for a moment, and then added, "How is this kind of communication achieved (⊙▽⊙?"

"The core technology is related to spiritualism, but spiritualism is a skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master, and I can't explain it in detail. If you are interested, you can go to the library to look up information yourself, the address is..."

After this sentence, another sentence appeared below.

"What is this thing you drew?"

"Just a doodle-so who is the president?"

"An old guy older than me, a wizard, but always likes to fight close combat with people... I'll tell you the details when he comes."

"Okay, I know!"

...

This thing is really new in this world, and it makes Melen find the feeling of chatting with netizens in his previous life.

It's a pity that he only has this "friend" now. A little old man.

After closing the notebook, Melen thought about it, picked up an encyclopedia next to him, and opened it.

The attribute information quietly emerged, and one of the new skills was faintly listed at the end--

[Electric Light (Introduction)]

This is obviously the spell that Melen used before.

Looking at the number corresponding to the fate, there are still 6 points, and Melen's mind moved, and he wanted to add this spell to the top--

Although this seems to be only a lowest-level spell, Melen's fate came easily, so he didn't think there was any waste of this kind of thing.

Instead, he wanted to feel what it felt like to cast a spell out of thin air without a wand.

However, things changed here.

As his mind turned, the electric light did not change, but a line of prompts quietly emerged--

[You can't use a fate with a position of 0 Improve the spellcasting skills with a rank of 1. 】

"What's going on? Skills also have rank restrictions?"

Merlen was stunned, completely caught off guard.

The Sun Knight Breathing Method that he practiced before was much more powerful than this lightning technique?

How come the breathing method can be improved, but the lightning technique can't?

He didn't quite understand it.

But after thinking about it carefully, Mellen had a vague guess.

"Because I was able to learn that breathing method before, no matter how powerful it is, it is only 0 rank?"

"Similarly, because I was able to learn that psychic deduction method, I was able to extract it from Madam Chelsea? Instead of other abilities?"

"But Madam Chelsea should be a very high-level witch. Why did I change her fate and only get a fate of 0 rank?"

"What can I get? "The fate of a certain level does not depend on the level of others, but on my current level?"

"So, if my position is 1, but I change the fate of an ordinary person with 0 position, will I get a fate of 1 position or 0 position?"

It seems that I need to experiment to know the result.

Merlen was a little disappointed.

He had imagined that one day he would change the fate of a top wizard, and then extract a top secret technique from him, which would make him instantly invincible.

Now it seems that this is obviously overthinking.

"Okay, people are always greedy. In fact, my golden finger is already awesome enough. I can't ask for too much..."

After patting his butt and standing up, Mellen kept comforting himself, and at the same time picked up the secret book like a "diary" and walked out of the room.

The experiment related to the golden finger is not urgent. The most important thing for him now is to wait for the next old examiner named Feng to ask for the life-saving spell he urgently needs.

The second is to integrate into this group and learn all the knowledge and skills required by wizard apprentices.

After that, Melen considered going to a wizard school to study at a higher level.

Because Melen always felt that compared to the secular world, the wizarding world, where the levels are clearly divided, might be more naked and cruel in some aspects.

If he doesn't have enough power, he won't feel safe.

As for what is enough...

After walking up the wooden stairs and reaching the first floor that looked like a club, Mellen glanced and saw a group of people talking not far away.

He was going to make some friends.

But when Mellen got closer, he heard a conversation that made him feel a little embarrassed.