Journey of the Infinite Wizard

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"Your room is on the left side of the lobby on the first floor. It is very spacious. The daily meals are delivered to you by a special person. I can guarantee that you have everything you want to eat... Whether it's state banquet dishes or foreign dishes, I think You can order anything to eat, and someone will send it for you.” Looking at Spencer’s expression, the old curator said arrogantly: “You don’t have to doubt a little curator why you can enjoy this, you must know clearly. Who are we managing the gallery for!"

"Understood, Mr. Curator!"

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"This is a geographical area. I don't need to introduce it to you. It covers the whole world! Moreover, the contents marked in it are all military-grade..."

"This is a natural area..."

"This is the plant area..."

"This is the mineral area..."

"Animal area..."

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"This is the alchemy area and the occult area!"

Spencer asked puzzledly: "This knowledge... just put it here?"

The old curator smiled and said: "The Wizard King is not stingy. This knowledge is open to all citizens, but so far no one can freely enter and exit this industrial park!"

He pointed to this vast area: "Although the gallery has only two floors, you can freely read the books and knowledge here. Don't worry, no one will disturb you, just a little bit, a room on the second floor of the gallery. This is where the Wizard King rests. You can also go in, but be careful not to stain it."

"Don't worry, Mr. Curator!"

The old curator patted him on the shoulder and smiled: "Now I am not the curator, you are! Work hard, young man. Although this position is not glamorous, but I dare say that the monthly salary is enough for you Buy a villa on the most prosperous Wizard Street in the capital! Needless to say the value of that lot!"

"Yes, I know the value there!"

"That's good, now you should start your work, and I should go... the next day, I will travel the country well!"

"I wish you good health, Mr. Curator!"

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"There is no monitoring facility installed here. Is it absolute confidence in this place?" Spencer looked at the surrounding environment, and carefully and obscurely used the knowledge he had learned to investigate this place carefully until he got a definite answer.

"Look at here first."

Visitors, this vast library, the library itself is not large, and it occupies a lot of gardens, planted plants and small animals.

The gallery itself is not big, but inside, it is quite scary.

The area is quite vast. The area on the first floor is divided into hundreds. Although the area on the second floor is small, there are dozens of areas. One can imagine how many pictures are there.

After touring for a day, I didn't fully understand this place, watching the sky gradually dimming. Spencer stroked his stomach, turned and walked towards his exclusive room.

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As soon as he walked into the room, Spencer found that his dinner had already been placed there, and when he opened it, the food was very rich. There are meat, vegetables, fruits, soups...

Started to enjoy the beauty, and sighed secretly.

"If you don't want to find that thing for the priest, you can work here for a lifetime."

In a blink of an eye, thinking about his efforts and desire to organize for a thousand years, Spencer put away the mixed emotions that arose in his heart. As a spy who had been lurking for nearly two decades, Spencer was never activated. Until recently, he was organized. To start, he was asked to work in the library of the Xijiao Industrial Zone to find a special book.

"Black Book of Undead?"

Spencer chanted the name of this scripture: "Magic related to the undead? I don't know what the organization wants this book for, but it would choose to activate me!"

Spencer felt a little unbelievable. He was a pure Tutthheim native, although the name was somewhat westernized. But his appearance is obviously Tuthem, but his mother is a foreign woman, and he also knows that his mother is an organized spy just like him. Marry a native of Tutdheim, then give birth to children, and then train to become a spy when he is a little older.

In various job identities, sneak into this country and perform special tasks.

You can only sneak into the country with this capacity, otherwise, it would be difficult to enter the country's leadership without the blood of a local. When entering the gallery, Spencer was an official of the national government. Although the official title is not high, it is not small. Coupled with the funds provided by the mysterious organization, it was possible to work in this ultra-high-tech industrial area.

"I just don't know where the others entered."

With this thought, Spencer fell asleep.

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At more than eight o'clock the next morning, Spencer got up to wash, ate a simple but rich breakfast, and started work at nine o'clock. He began to check the map of each area, and by the way, he looked for the black sutra of the undead cryptically.

It's just that the gallery is too big and it's not easy to find it. As a high-level spy, his professionalism is extremely high. Do not deliberately search blindly, but let yourself be like a normal worker, work carefully, and then look for opportunities.

"It's too big here, it's obviously small on the outside, but very wide on the inside!" Spencer looked at the internal environment and secretly said, "Could it be that magic power is applied here?"

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For several months, Spencer worked hard, and his daily task was to organize the maps of each area. Put them away, and count them at the same time.

The library is open once every three to five days. This time rule allows him to have enough time to count his books.

There are not many people coming and going in the library every day, and the foreign nationality is registered with him. Set a date for the return. If the return is not overdue, he must inform the person in the Security Department and go to the borrower to ask for it.

Therefore, although he is only a curator of pictures.

But his power is greater than that of the mayor.

This is because the identity of the owner of the gallery he manages is too special. This is also destined, even if he is just a curator, he can drive the government thugs department at will to help him work.

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"Here, it's so charming!"

He has two days off each week to go out to rest. Counting three to five days of counting work means that he has one week off. The opening of the library to the outside world is equivalent to once every two weeks, and the wages and benefits are high.

This is equivalent to raising an idler in vain and paying a high salary.

If you say it, countless people will be jealous with envy.

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Spencer is currently resting and entertaining in the entertainment area of ​​the industrial park. There are not only cafes, entertainment venues, shopping and other places, but also a high-end brothel!

The whole country does not prohibit this kind of service, but its women are not allowed to engage in this kind of work. Therefore, these prostitutes are all foreign women, Europe, Asia, America and other places, but there are no blacks.

Although we have entered the new century, society has also changed.

But the arrogance in the bones of the Tuthams makes them still despise the black people who were once slaves. In particular, blacks have always played the role of slaves in the history of this country.

It is the race they exploited and suppressed. Because of this historical reason, the entire country has no even the slightest impression of black people. It will not let black people in, let alone intermarry with them, etc.

In fact, few men (women) in this country choose to marry foreign women (men).

The whole country gives the outside world a strong sense of contradiction.

It is both conservative and open, maintaining ancient traditions, and at the same time actively in contact with the outside world. At the same time, avoid some bad ideas from entering the country and polluting the traditional thinking of the people.

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"Is the intelligence really right?"

Months passed, and Spencer still had nothing to gain, which made him wonder whether the intelligence was correct. However, in fact, even this mysterious organization is not sure about this, but thinks that the greatest possibility is in this gallery. It is purely a plan for a blind cat to run into a dead mouse. If you can find the best, you can't find it and lose nothing.

Spencer is not thinking about these, intelligence issues, although doubtful, they cannot be verified. As a spy, his task is to stay lurking and do his job well, without thinking about other things.

And not only to paralyze the enemy, but also to paralyze oneself.

And as a spy, what he learned was not related combat skills, but an intelligent spy. Relying on your own mind, steal the information you want, and then pass it on.

Therefore, Spencer has no fighting skills at all, and there is no trace of martial arts on his body. He's just an ordinary person, at best a little stronger, with muscles, but that's nothing. Fitness exercises are available in all countries, and muscle mass does not mean anything, so do it with confidence and boldness. In other performances, Spencer is also the same as a normal person. What to play and what to play. If you want to play a gun, you can go to a special shooting club to play. Everything generous and generous is the same as a normal person.

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"I have searched here many times, but have not found it. Could it be..." Looking at the lounge of the Wizard King worshipped by this country: "There are hidden secret compartments?"

Spencer searched many times, and the whole lounge searched countless times, but no mechanism was found.

Either this room is just an ordinary resting place, and there is no secret room for organs, or the organs in this room are so hidden that they haven't found it.

Spencer's instinct told him that there is a secret here.

He pretended to be knocked and beaten unconsciously, searching repeatedly.

"There must be something I overlooked!"

Reception room, rest room, bed, carpet, floor, bathroom, stairway, door, coffee table, mural, dome... He could think of almost everything.

But still no clues were found, and no corresponding clues to the organs were found.

"There must be, there must be!"

The intuition in my heart told him so.

Spencer also believes in his instincts. He has been very smart since he was a child and his senses are also very keen... Relying on his unique sense and intuition, he has done a lot of things.

"Where are you, where are you..."

Suddenly, Spencer felt his temples swell, his eyes seemed to be congested, and he looked vaguely, which made him very uncomfortable...

"What's the matter, eyes..."

He rubbed his eyes, and then a misty white light shone in his eyes, and then...

"Wonderful feeling!"

He felt that what he saw was different, as if he could penetrate walls, floors, and all objects...

"Something magical!"

He looked at the floor under his feet and penetrated the first floor from the second floor.

The scene on the first floor was clearly seen by his eyes, and he saw a peculiar force that greatly expanded the interior of the entire building. Moreover, this force is very strong and stable...

"It is this special force that propped up this internal space?"

Spencer found it very interesting. This was the first time he had come into contact with this kind of mysticism, and everything was full of attraction to him.

Afterwards, he looked at this small lounge.

"really!"

Spencer smiled and looked at the table in front of him~www.readwn.com~ At the bottom corner of the table, there is a seamless "little thing". No matter how you look at it, it is just a bulge in the corner, but in Spencer's eyes , But this is not the case.

That means that this is the switch of the secret compartment of the organ.

He stepped forward and pressed this switch!

Click!

The sound of the obvious mechanism opening sounded, and then on the mural on the wall, a secret compartment was opened with a beautifully crafted wooden box placed on it.

Ah~ah~ah~

When Spencer opened the wooden box, he seemed to hear one after another, the murmur of the undead... He lifted a layer of white linen cloth, revealing the hidden warp. A black scripture with patterns he couldn't understand.

"Ancient Egyptian script!"

He looked at the black book with excitement, and stroked the sutra: "Black Sutra of Undead!"

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