Wizard: I can refine everything

The entrance to the arena is a long corridor. Torches are inserted on the walls of the corridor. In the bright firelight, the animal heads inserted on the wall seem to seal the soul, with an indescribable spirit.

Richard walked in the corridor, and shouts and screams drilled into his ears along the corridor.

This made Richard feel very familiar.

Since moving to the Garlon Wizard Academy, he has never been to the arena again.

Soon, the bright entrance appeared in front of Richard. After walking out of the corridor, the shouts like a tsunami made his clothes fly.

In the arena, a second-ring wizard is fighting with a tiger whose body is like clouds and mist.

The second-ring wizard is wearing a special magic suit, which can limit the wizard's ability to cast spells and magic power.

Everyone can kill magic beasts with spells, but what the audience wants to see is a fist-to-flesh, blood-pumping melee.

And the tiger he fought was also carefully selected.

This tiger has the bloodline of wind element creatures, which allows its body to temporarily transform into wind element.

This ability is not ideal when facing elemental attacks, but for physical attacks, this ability is simply a waste.

The cloud tiger pounced forward, and its body suddenly turned into a cloud of tiger-like fog, covering half of the arena.

In the past battles, wizards have shown the fate of entering the fog.

The wizard's body had to be collected with a shovel in the end.

The entire arena was divided into two factions at this moment. One faction was cheering, with bloodthirsty expressions, looking forward to the second-ring wizard turning into a pool of meat paste.

The other faction was a little silent, they stared at the second-ring wizard closely, wanting to see how he would deal with this almost unsolvable situation.

"The script is well written."

Richard, standing at the exit of the corridor, said calmly to the people beside him.

Next to him, a sturdy wizard with a body like a black bear was staring at the uninvited guest in front of him.

As a three-ring wizard, he actually sensed a deadly threat in Richard.

"Friend, I heard you were looking for me?" Black Bear Wizard said vigilantly.

"Are you the branch president of the Fist of Truth Chamber of Commerce?"

"It's me."

"Then I am indeed looking for you." Richard stretched out his right hand to the Black Bear Wizard, "I am Richard, I am here to get the spell that the dean gave you."

The Black Bear Wizard was stunned when he heard this, and then relaxed.

He stretched out his right hand, shook hands with Richard, and smiled: "It turned out to be Master Richard, I thought someone was looking for trouble.

I am John, the president of the Fist of Truth Hub Branch."

"Looking for trouble?" Richard raised his eyebrows, "Who dares to cause trouble to you, do you want me to help deal with it?"

Richard's tone was very ordinary, but the murderous momentum made John feel very cordial.

Once upon a time, he was like this.

"No, it's just some minor conflicts." John smiled and said, "There is more than one arena in City No. 9. We have some minor commercial frictions with other arenas, but it's no big deal."

As he said that, John made a gesture to invite him in.

"This is not a place to talk, let's go somewhere else."

...

Under the arena, John took Richard into a room with very ordinary decoration.

In the room, in addition to the bookshelves and desks commonly seen in wizards' rooms, there were some small dumbbells for exercise.

I think this room should be John's study.

John walked behind the desk and took out a black scroll from the drawer.

"This thing has been sealed by the dean, and I guarantee that no one has seen it in the meantime."

As he said that, John threw the scroll to Richard.

Richard took it, and the scroll was covered with a strong seal as John said. If there is no corresponding way to unseal it, ordinary great wizards will have to spend some effort to open it.

"How did the master know that we had arranged it in advance."

John took out two thick cigars from his pocket and handed one to Richard.

Richard shook his head and refused, saying, "There's nothing wrong with the performance. It looks very beautiful from the audience. But this kind of fancy thing is just for show. Ordinary monsters won't use this inefficient ability unless someone teaches them how to use it."

John nodded and smiled, "Indeed, this thing can fool laymen, but it can't fool experts."

"But your idea is quite good." Richard continued, "Most wizards in the wizarding world have only been on the battlefield once in their lives.

This kind of thing is enough to fool them.

You can even make the script more dramatic, or make the magic scene look more grand. Even..."

"Even what?" John, who was listening with relish, couldn't help asking.

Richard touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "Do you think it would be nice to record the scene of the fight, add dubbing, and sell it?

The tickets to our arena should be quite expensive, right?"

John was stunned when he heard this, and replied: "This... the price of the projection crystal ball is not cheap, right? Besides, no matter how real the scene in the projection crystal ball is, it is fake.

There will really be wizards..."

"No, no, no." Richard waved his hand, "Wizards can afford the tickets to the arena, these things are not prepared for wizards.

There are not only wizards living in the portal city, those sub-humans, the families of great wizards, and even wizard apprentices are our targets.

Although these people have limited individual spending power and cannot afford tickets to the arena, their huge numbers completely make up for this.

We could build a projection theater that would show projections of arena battles.

Then use extremely cheap tickets to earn these people's magic stones.

Although the projection is fake, it is still better than nothing.

Even if we pay more attention, the projection may be more shocking than watching it live. "

The more Richard talked, the more excited he became. Due to problems with the social system of the wizarding world, almost no one paid attention to creatures below wizards.

These neglected groups are definitely a huge gold mine.

"Good idea, good idea!"

The more John listened to Richard's idea, the more feasible it became.

Creatures below wizards also have the desire to consume. It is basically cost-free to play something like a projection, and it is completely possible to make small profits but quick turnover.

Suppose a projection theater can accommodate a thousand people, and the ticket price is one magic stone. After one projection, it will be one magic spirit.

And a gladiatorial battle can only be an hour long, or even only thirty or forty minutes.

At the end of the day, I can earn at least twenty-four pieces of magic essence.

If the number is spread out, theaters are likely to be more profitable than arenas.

Of course, this is based on the fact that every game is full, and the actual situation may not be so ideal.

But the projection crystal ball is not expensive, and the housing prices in the residential areas of the lower class are not expensive, and the gladiatorial projection is even more cost-free.

Therefore, this transaction will definitely only make a profit, not a loss!

The more John thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was feasible. He immediately took out a piece of paper and prepared to make a plan.

But as soon as he picked up the quill, his hand stopped.

He looked at Richard, who was still muttering about movies, blockbusters and other words he didn't understand. This idea was proposed by Richard. If he wanted to use it, he must get Richard's consent.

Although borrowing ideas from the Wizarding World does not constitute stealing knowledge, what Richard proposed was not an idea, but a nearly complete implementation plan.

When he was practicing, he couldn't get around Richard's ideas at all.

If he uses this idea without Richard's consent, he will definitely be finished when Richard investigates.

After all, Richard is not an outsider.

"That...Master Richard."

John's voice woke Richard up from his brainstorm. He looked at John with some confusion and asked, "What's wrong John, do you have any questions?"

John said nervously: "I think the idea proposed by the master is very feasible. So I want to ask the master for authorization."

Looking at John who was a little embarrassed, Richard immediately reacted and said with a smile: "I also have a chamber of commerce myself. You can discuss cooperation matters with the person in charge of my chamber of commerce. What do you think?"

John stood up after hearing this, quickly came to Richard's side, stretched out his right hand, and said sincerely:

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

Richard stood up and held hands with each other, smiling and saying: "This is not a support, it's just mutual benefit."

…

Leaving the arena, Richard immediately found the public portal and returned to the wizarding world.

The far north is still covered with snow.

In just twenty-five years, nature will not change much.

But Richard vaguely felt that the concentration of magic power in the wizarding world had dropped a little.

But he didn't take this feeling seriously. If the sky fell, there would be someone higher to hold it up. The truth wizard and the great wizard would have to deal with the mess in the wizarding world.

Back in the Far North City, Ellie returned to the Black Tower Wizarding Academy because of Richard's expedition. So there was no life at all in such a big wizard tower.

This made Richard feel uncomfortable for a long time.

This place in the far north is shrouded in snowstorms for most of the year.

Even a wizard will feel lonely in his heart after living in this place for a long time.

This is also the reason why so many wizards at Gallon Wizard Academy choose to live in the academy's experimental area for a long time instead of building wizard towers in the wilderness.

"How about...accepting another student?" A thought suddenly flashed through Richard's mind.

But soon, he gave up this idea.

Accepting a student is a serious matter. Accepting a student just because you feel lonely is a very unethical thing, even if many wizard apprentices are eager to be judged as unethical.

"Forget it, let's take a look at the ritual magic given by the dean first."

Richard came to the laboratory and took out the scroll given to him by the great wizard Garen.

Before leaving the green forest world, Jimmy told him how to unlock the seal.

Richard put his finger on the seal, and a small magical light penetrated into the seal.

The next moment, the seal was broken, and Richard couldn't wait to read the contents of the scroll.

"Dimensional space bubble...it's kind of interesting."