A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

Chapter 2 2. The world of wizards

The wizards in this world are not the poor, falsely accused people on Earth.

They are shadows that never go away under the roar of industry and the black smoke of diesel.

In the distant sky, there is a celestial body called [Yi] hanging high. On the first Sunday of every month, it will cast its sight, allowing those who seek to awaken their own characteristics and gain the power called [Wizard]. .

……

Blood and brain matter mix together and trickle out.

The sound of the system sounded at the right time.

[A wandering spirit has lost its home]

【It has been attracted to you】

[You have obtained a new formula: flaming rooster blood]

【Your rating has been improved! 】

[Philosopher: 3D]

[Recipe Illustrated Book: 5]

[Refining Level: 3]

【Space: 7/10】

[Not yet developed...]

"The rating has been upgraded to 3D, and there is one more space." Levi stood up, thinking complicatedly.

The wizard's rating is divided into five levels from high to low, A to E. Within each level, there are five divisions from 1 to 5 according to strength.

The only way to improve your rating is to kill other wizards or monsters. At least below D level, every time you kill a wizard with the same large rating, you can increase your rating by a small amount.

Improving the rating can give the wizard unique abilities, which are more professionally called: [Witchcraft].

Levi's awakening trait is the delusional [Philosopher]. For him, every time he improves his level, in addition to a slight increase in physical strength, more importantly, the space bar will be correspondingly increased and new formulas will be obtained.

And if the rating is increased, the refinement level will be increased, which means that higher-level props can be refined.

Li Wei returned the bone awl to the space with his backhand, and then held down Lao Wang's body with his right hand.

At the moment of contact, Lao Wang's body disappeared like a model being put away in the virtual space.

[Collected: Corpses of low-level wizards of the beast type]

【Current space: 8/10】

A corpse left here will definitely attract the attention of others, but if Lao Wang just disappears, no one may look for him for a long time.

There was only a pool of dark red blood left on the land at the construction site. Levi kicked a pool of soil at will to bury it, eliminating the last traces left by Lao Wang. Perhaps it won't be until tomorrow morning when the foreman discovers that the plaster powder has not been removed yet, that he will mention him briefly.

Levi put his hands in his pockets, walked through the construction site as if nothing had happened, handed back his helmet, and left.

……

Six o'clock the next morning.

Li Wei originally wanted to sleep a little longer, but a rapid and fierce banging on the door followed, which seemed to tell him that the peaceful morning was over.

"Really, I haven't had a good night's sleep in the two years I've been here." Levi muttered and got up as if resigned to his fate.

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have touched that stone with my hands."

This is a small rental house, with the walls and bed exuding a musty smell. The only light in the house is the mottled and cracked iron door, and the only ventilation is a small exhaust fan and Levi himself.

Two years ago, it took Levi, a new arrival, two months to adapt to a life without electricity, internet, running water and especially no money. But now he can sleep with bed bugs and lice without changing his expression. "Asshole, you yellow guy! You are already half a month behind on your rent!" The landlord angrily smashed the door, "If you don't get the money, I will kill you..."

Levi opened the door quietly, and the landlady suddenly shifted his body weight forward, trying not to knock Levi on the spot.

"Kick me out, right? You don't have to worry about it. I plan to move out today." Levi said.

The landlord blinked. Things turned out a bit beyond his expectation.

Ah? So does he still pay the rent?

Besides driving him out, what else can I do? Beat this guy up and make him pay rent?
  The landlord took a look at Levi, who had black hair and black eyes, was nearly 1.8 meters tall, well-proportioned, and had a typical Siris appearance.

Well, it’s a well-known fact that Siris people know Kung Fu.

Thinking of this, the landlord swallowed: "Then do you still pay the rent?"

"The foreman delayed my salary for two months, and now I only have one Philippine dollar." Levi spread his hands and sighed.

"Then bring it! Also, we have to move out today, don't delay until tomorrow!" The landlord grabbed the crumpled green banknotes, said harsh words, and left angrily.

Levi watched the landlord go away, rubbed his sleep-tangled hair, and turned back to pack his luggage.

In fact, there was nothing to pack. He just packed a few clothes in an old suitcase, and the rest of the things were in the space.

Li Wei thought, and the information in the space quickly came.

[Space materials: old wallet, silver table knife, metal lighter, old pocket watch, alchemy substrate*4, whisperer bone awl, spirit removal spray]

Levi is not sure whether he is considered a system player. After all, the "system" in his mind currently only has three functions: refining items, obtaining formulas, and storing items...or three witchcrafts.

The system space is unlocked when the rating reaches D level. It has a limited number of slots, and each slot can only store one kind of thing. The same kind of items can be stacked.

The upper limit of storage weight in one compartment is 200 kilograms, which is equivalent to the weight of a pig. Levi feels that if he does the job of smuggling zombie meat in the future, he will be a good hand.

Carrying the old suitcase that was said to be made of cowhide, Levi combed his hair with his hands, put the key in the flower pot at the door, and left the rental house where he had lived for a long time.

After walking a short distance along Zoett Street, Levi turned into a Chinese restaurant on the corner.

A rusty black iron sign hung at the door of the restaurant. It creaked and swayed when the wind blew, like a black man hanging in front of his house. If it weren't for the fact that the workers around him loved the Chinese restaurant's cheap prices and large portions, his restaurant would have closed down just because of its unlucky sign.

The signboard reads "Chen Style Chop Suey Shop". Chop Suey Shop is the Filipinos' nickname for Chinese food. Perhaps they think that Seris people can always stir-fry a plate of offal and offal.

Levi pushed open the door of the dirty shop, ignored the poor hygiene in the shop, pulled out a stool and sat on it.

"Old Chen, let's have a plate of fried pancakes with more shredded pork."

Old Chen, wearing a greasy white hat, came out of the kitchen. He blinked and smiled after seeing the person clearly.

"Hey, Xiao Li, why don't you go to work so early today?"

"I'm not going, something happened yesterday." Li Wei said.

Lao Chen's smile froze on his face: "The gang is looking for you?"

"Yes, they instigated Lao Wang to kill me, and he did it."

Levi did not continue speaking, and the fact that he could still sit here explained the outcome.

Competition among wizards is often life-or-death, and for them, hell is on other people.

In order to survive, in order not to be hunted, in order to increase the rating efficiently. Wizards often gather into gangs and divide their respective territories. They will even "capture" newly born wizards in the territory and massacre them regularly to steadily improve their ratings.

This is the shadow of the glory of the industrial age, the Northern and Southern Dynasties of Seris, the Middle Ages of Demotl, and even the tribal disputes on the southern continent even further back. This era is independent of the world since the seventh millennium BC. The former [Yi] star existed when it first shone down on this planet, and it will continue to exist.

This is the world of wizards.

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