Wizard, I have a different world

A few days later.

Analysis!

A faint halo emerged from Karl's palm, covering the bottles of potions in front of him, and then he said:

"Antidote potion, medium quality, meets the requirements."

"The purchase price is a total of seventeen magic stones. Keep the receipt and exchange it for the magic stones next month."

The quill on the side was dipped in ink, and he wrote the receipt on the triplicate paper, and handed one of the receipts to the alchemy apprentice.

One of the other two was left in the shop, and one was given to the wizard Archie for reconciliation.

The medicine purchased by the drug store will not be paid at the time, but will be delivered uniformly one month later.

This can effectively alleviate the financial pressure on drug stores, and it is also the credibility that drug stores gain after they develop.

"Thanks!"

The apprentice looked excited, took the receipt with both hands raised, put it away carefully, and then said goodbye and left.

"Not bad." Charlie, who was sitting aside, nodded:

"Junior brother Carl has practiced the analysis skill very well, but he is a little inexperienced and not familiar with the medicines here."

"Yes." Karl controlled the mage's hand to send the potion into the warehouse and said:

"I didn't expect that there are dozens of antidote potions. The amount of witchcraft materials here is so enviable."

"Haha..." Charlie laughed:

"It should be said that this is a normal situation."

"The brilliance of the gods of the Eastern Kingdom is so dazzling that even the existence of the star realm is isolated."

Without the extraordinary seeds scattered from the star realm, various magical creatures and countless materials would not be born.

He stood up.

"This way I can rest assured that the store can run normally even if it is left in your hands."

"Next, I will help you gradually familiarize yourself with the account books. Part of the store's income must be turned over to the tower and part is the tax of the Cape family. The rest is the wages of the employees and our income."

As he spoke, he patted Karl on the shoulder and wandered towards the market, obviously relieved of his burden.

midnight.

Carl returned to the backyard after a busy day.

The wizard Archie always lives in the Wizard Tower and rarely comes back; although Charlie did not marry and have children here, he raised several women and had a fixed residence.

so,

The backyard of the store currently belongs to Karl alone, and is used as a guard to prevent anyone from stealing the items in the warehouse.

A disk the size of a washbasin was placed in the middle of the courtyard, with complex runic marks engraved on it.

Astrolabe!

This is a magical item that can mobilize various witchcraft traps, somewhat similar to the formation disk in Karl's memory.

The astrolabe receives the power of the star world and uses the magic stone to activate it, covering the entire medicine shop inside.

As long as a stranger tries to sneak in, he will be attacked by various witchcraft.

certainly.

The consumption is not small either.

To maintain the most basic operation of the astrolabe, eight magic stones are needed every month, and even more will be consumed when encountering enemies.

Whether it is an astrolabe or other demonized items, it can be seen that the path of wizards here is far more developed than in the Black Swamp.

After checking the astrolabe, Karl walked to the study room. There were several thick books on the table.

The current status of the Enchanted Forest is recorded in the book.

‘The Enchanted Forest is vast, and there are not many places suitable for human survival, and they are scattered in every corner of the Enchanted Forest. As a result, there has been no unified force for countless years. "

"Similar to the Leipzig Market run by the Capet family, there are several others in the Enchanted Forest.'

‘Every family and force that can control the market has at least one second-level wizard sitting in charge. ’

‘The most powerful Weiting family is in charge of four bazaars and has a three-ring wizard. However, this three-ring wizard has not been seen for decades. Many people speculate that he has passed away or gone to a distant place. ’

'The Six-ring Tower, White Fang Castle and Secret Order from Kalim Continent have a special status here. Although they are not strong, they have strong backers behind them, so other forces will not easily provoke them. The three major organizations secretly There is a connection, and there is a second-circle wizard. ’

Karl stopped flipping through the books and was thoughtful.

‘In other words, to judge whether a force is strong or not, whether there is a second-level wizard sitting in the position is the key. ’

A second-level wizard can live for five hundred years under normal circumstances. If he practices special witchcraft, he can even live for a thousand years.

For example, the gray robe wizard Addison could have lived a thousand years if he had not sacrificed himself.

Therefore, as long as there is a second-level wizard, a family can almost guarantee its prosperity for hundreds of years.

It would take several hundred more years to cultivate a second-ring wizard among future generations, and the family legacy could continue.

"strangeness!"

Frowning slightly, Karl shook his head slightly:

"Even if the environment is not suitable, in the face of various dangerous threats in the Magic Forest, a unified force can obviously increase the survivability of ordinary people and wizard apprentices. Why has it not been unified for thousands or even tens of thousands of years?"

"Geographical reasons cannot stop the trend of unification."

"Is it possible..."

"In such a long time, there has not been an amazing and talented person in the Enchanted Forest?"

I was puzzled, but I couldn't get the answer from the book.

Instead of caring about the general trend, it is better to care about those around you.

Sixth Ring Tower!

The Six-Ring Tower is the top force in Kalim Continent, and being an apprentice of the Six-Ring Tower is even more of an honor.

same.

In the eyes of the wizards of the Sixth Ring Tower, the Magic Forest is a dangerous, barren and wild place.

No one wants to come.

Just like the children of wealthy families in the capital, how many are willing to go to the countryside and stay there for thirty years?

The group of people from Black Swamp came because they had no choice, and they came from a worse place.

"The Star Gate will open next year. Because of our group of people coming, the Sixth Ring Tower will no longer send disciples here."

"They made a good calculation and used the identity of the Sixth Ring Tower to replace the real disciples with people from the Black Swamp."

"but……"

"Missing people!"

"Severe shortage of people!"

Karl looked out the window, his eyes twinkling.

The Sixth Ring Tower owns four hills that are under development and has tens of thousands of ordinary people responsible for felling trees.

There are no more than thirty real managers.

There are also shops in the market, but just like Carl guarding one shop alone, there is also a shortage of people.

For this reason, we had to recruit local people like Simon to help handle the business.

Even so, there is still a shortage of people. For example, Karl needs to keep an eye on the store during the day and has no time to practice.

“Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other!”

Karl thought thoughtfully:

"Although the environment here is a bit harsh, as a disciple of the Sixth Ring Tower, I have the same respected status in the eyes of the natives of the Magic Forest, and no one dares to provoke me easily."

"The lack of people is also a good thing. It means that there is no one to monitor and the degree of freedom is very high. You just need to get used to it, and life should be easier."

…………

Fragments of the Divine Realm.

In order to prevent being discovered, Carl has never entered the fragments of the God's Domain since he came to the Magic Forest.

Don't step inside until you are sure no one will notice.

"Um!"

Quincy's memory still permeates the fragments of the God's Realm. As soon as he arrived here, his consciousness was shocked.

Shaking his head helplessly, Karl took out the witchcraft knowledge from the dimensional cage and slowly opened it on the stone seat.

Dimensional cage!

Gradeless witchcraft.

After completing it, you can use your mental power to build a maze to trap and kill the soul body that invades your consciousness.

The power of witchcraft is related to the strength of spiritual power and the complexity of constructing a maze, and its origin is mysterious.

"Build this witchcraft first, otherwise nothing will be done."

Even absolute sanity will be affected by the ever-present impact on memory, which makes the process of building a spell model repeatedly frustrated.

Coupled with the sounds of busy shops during the day, the time to be able to build spell models is even shorter.

first.

Carl experienced the difficulties of practicing witchcraft.

Fortunately, he has been studying relevant knowledge recently, and he has been able to catch up.

Half a month later.

"out!"

Karl drank in a low voice, and a bright light appeared above the fragments of the God's Domain, forming a complex maze.

The memories of Quincy swimming in the fragments of the divine realm were like a whale sucking water, and they were thrown towards the maze above.

After falling into the maze, it turned into a point of light and wandered around in disorder.

"Um?"

"Can you still escape?"

The maze is not complicated, and it is possible for a light point wandering in it to escape even if it lacks intelligence.

Karl touched his chin and thought for a while, and the maze above immediately changed.

In his memory, there was a man named Herbert Simon who made outstanding contributions in the field of artificial intelligence. Some people created many extremely complex mazes based on his theories and techniques.

The most common maze is a flat maze, which uses various obstacles to confuse people inside and influence them to come out.

Further up, there is a three-dimensional maze, the complexity of which increases exponentially.

And if you add some mathematical formulas, there is almost no possibility of escaping from it.

What Karl has to do is to reproduce the complex maze system.

Fortunately, his mental power was still strong, so modifying the maze did not take much effort, and it was completed soon.

finally.

The memory impact that filled the fragments of the divine realm disappeared, and the long-lost peace came to mind.

"pity!"

Karl whispered:

"The dimensional cage cannot be completely sealed. Otherwise, a complete seal will be an endless cage."

"Next..."

“Validate your ideas.”

In the beginning.

Karl just used the fragments of the God's Domain as a warehouse and a passage to travel to other worlds.

Gradually.

Find out other functions.

Such as: data panel, using source quality to increase one's own strength, etc.

And later.

From the knowledge of the gods, I learned that the fragments of the divine realm can be used as a wishing machine and a machine for harvesting souls.

So……

Can all wishes come true?

What are the different prices for different wishes?

…………

Simon, who was dressed luxuriously, walked slowly down the long street with a scepter in his hand, tapping his palm from time to time.

"Simon!"

On the second floor of the pub facing the street, a hairy man opened the window sash and waved hello:

"Old friend, if you have nothing to do, why don't you come up and sit down?"

"Fela!" Simon moved his hands, his eyes flashed, and he turned to the second floor.

"I heard that there is a new employee in Wizard Archie's shop." The big man Fela took the initiative to fill up the store and said with a smile:

"I have long said that the people in the Sixth Ring Tower look down on locals like us. No matter how much you try to please us, you are still an outsider."

"Can you see clearly now?"

Simon's face tightened, and veins bulged in the hand holding the wine glass.

"You're not much better." He snorted coldly:

"You're running around with the young master of the Cape family, aren't you being driven around like a dog?"

"Haha..." Fela laughed:

"I don't have a good brain, but if I can stay with the Cape family, at least my life will be okay."

"When I get old, I can still leave some family property."

"Where are you?"

He picked up the wine glass and looked at Simon:

"You are much smarter and more capable than me, but you are with the wrong person. Things from the Sixth Ring Tower are never given to outsiders."

"Peng!"

The wine glass in Simon's hand shattered.

*

*

*

"Mr. Carl."

Saleswoman Tracy came to her side and whispered:

"The inventory of healing potions is running low. In another two or three days, I'm afraid there will be a shortage."

"Healing potion?" Karl, who was lying on a soft chair with his eyes closed and meditating, opened his eyes and asked:

"The one that Ms. Yelu is responsible for supplying?"

The magic forest is very dangerous. It's a good thing to be near the market. There are dangers hidden everywhere outside.

But whether it is food or cultivation resources, you need to go to the forest to find them. It often takes a long time to go back and forth. Of course, healing potions are always available.

"yes."

Tracy nodded:

"The goods were supposed to arrive seven days ago, but they never arrived. They said there were some problems at home."

"..." Karl sat up straight:

"Recently, there have been a lot of problems with the pharmacists who supply the products!"

In addition to Ms. Yelu, there are several pharmacists who failed to supply goods in time or delayed their supply.

It didn't matter at first.

Now,

It has begun to affect the normal operation of the store.

"It seems that one pharmacist cannot be responsible for all the medicines, otherwise it will be easy to be influenced."

Standing up, Karl said:

"I'm going to ask Brother Charlie. He should know other pharmacists who refine healing potions."

"Peng!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound from the door, and the outer door shook a few times.

"Profiteer!"

"Shameless profiteer!"

Someone yelled in front of the store:

"The murderous and shameless profiteer used invalid and inferior elixirs as high-quality products and killed my brother!"

"Archie's shop is a murderous shop!"

"..."

Shops in the market have to pay a certain management fee every month, and of course this money will not go in vain.

Inspectors from the Cape family quickly rushed to the scene and took control of the two shouting knights.

But things fermented quickly.

The shouts attracted many people to watch, and with a few simple words, the target was directed at Archie's medicine shop.

"What's going on?"

Karl walked out with a gloomy face and looked at the two knights kneeling in front of the store:

"Troublemaker?"

"We are not here to cause trouble!" One of the knights looked up with angry eyes, the veins in his neck bulging:

"The blood-restoring potion I bought from you didn't work at all, causing my brother to die outside."

"His body is here and we are here to demand justice!"

The stinking corpse was lying in front of the shop. Of course Karl was not aware of it, and his face became increasingly ugly.

"Mr. Carl."

The inspector spoke:

"If you have nothing to ask, we will drive him away. There can be no chaos in the market."

"Wait a minute." Karl raised his head and asked:

"Why do you say that the blood-restoring potion you used came from our store?"

"What?" The other party's eyes widened:

"Are you still going to deny it?"

He struggled and took out a few bottles of medicine from his arms, which were still on the ground, and shouted:

"These are all potions bought from your store, and they have your logo on them. Don't even think about denying them!"

Karl picked up the potion on the ground, examined it briefly, and frowned slightly.

It is indeed a potion sold in the store.

and,

It has indeed expired.

It even has a certain degree of toxicity. If taken at a critical moment, not only can it not save people, but it can also kill people.

"What's going on?"

At this time, Charlie hurried over after hearing the news. After seeing the potion in Karl's hand, his eyes changed slightly, and then he shouted loudly:

"Drive people away. You are so brave. You dare to come to the shop of an official wizard to cause trouble."

"roll!"

Signaling the inspector to take the person away, he winked at Karl and walked towards the store.

"Profiteer!"

"A murderous profiteer!"

"ah……"

Outside, the roaring sound became more and more distant, but the whispers and mutterings of passers-by did not stop.

"What's going on?"

Charlie sat down with a gloomy expression:

"Is there something wrong with the potion?"

"...Yes." Karl sighed helplessly and handed over the potion in his hand:

"It is indeed sold in our store, but Brother Charlie, I have checked every potion that comes in. There is absolutely no problem at that time."

The medicine cannot be opened. Once opened, there will be irreversible changes, so it is the original medicine.

Charlie took it, inspected it briefly and put it aside.

"Things have already happened. It's useless to say this. How to deal with it next is the key."

"The mentor's reputation must not be affected."

"Junior Brother Karl!"

His voice deepened slightly:

"You were brought here by your mentor himself. I hope you won't disappoint him."

"……yes."

Carl bowed his head.

…………

Leaving the bustling Leipzig market and walking not far, it's like entering another world.

Various houses are intertwined with each other, streets of different sizes are like a maze, and the pedestrians on the road are even more rudimentary.

from time to time,

You can also see skinny children playing in the mud puddles.

For a while.

Karl was actually in a trance, feeling that he had arrived at the Port of Freedom, that chaotic and disorderly place.

"There are very few places in the Magic Forest where food can be grown. If you want to get food, you have to go into the mountains and hunt all kinds of dangerous creatures."

The store guard ‘Jay’ is a great knight. He understands Karl’s origins and explained in a low voice:

"So the living conditions of the indigenous people here are not good."

Karl nodded slowly.

His life in the wizard's tower and the market was as convenient as the modern society he remembered from his previous life.

Clothing, food, housing and transportation are all very convenient.

And here,

It's almost medieval Europe.

Two completely different eras come from the same place, just because there is a gap in absolute strength between them.

Only a very small number of people can actually live in the market, and most of them live in such slum-like places.

"Walk!"

Not long after walking along the muddy path, the two stopped in front of a relatively spacious courtyard.

"gentlemen."

'Jie' spoke in a low voice:

"This is it."

"Um."

Karl nodded, waved his long sleeves lightly, and an invisible force tore the side apart on the spot.

The hand of a lesser mage!

"boom!"

"who?"

The loud noise made the people in the yard restless, and a white-bearded wizard looked toward the door with a staff in his hand.

After seeing Karl, his expression changed slightly and then returned to normal.

"Mr. Carl."

"Why are you here?"

"Harold!" Karl looked gloomy and threw two bottles of expired blood-restoring potions at the opponent's feet:

"This is a potion purchased from you, how do you explain it?"

"Is there something wrong with my potion?" Harold picked up the potion and after a brief inspection, anger appeared on his face:

"Mr. Karl, why do you say this is the medicine taken from me?"

"Because the amount of blood-restoring medicine is large, the drug store has a total of three pharmacists supplying it. In order to prevent mistakes, I have marked each medicine provided by you." Karl snorted:

"Harold, do you think it's okay if you don't admit it?"

This was to facilitate the reconciliation. The suggestion he made to Charlie was unexpectedly used here.

"Even if it is, so what?" Harold's expression changed slightly, and then his tone became tough again:

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with the medicine I provided. It was also checked by you at the time. But now there is a problem. Who knows what happened?"

"father!"

At this time, a fat and exaggerated woman squeezed out of the room and grinned:

"When will the roast suckling pig I want arrive?"

"Go back!" Harold's face darkened:

"I didn't see dad busy with business."

"No!" The woman shook her body, her fat body trembling, even the loose robe could not cover it:

"I want roast suckling pig, I want roast suckling pig..."

?

Karl frowned slightly, and his eyes glowed faintly.

Aura of fear!

Possessing the bloodline of a second-level abyssal creature, this bloodline witchcraft now has the power of a real first-level witchcraft.

"ah!"

The woman screamed, her crotch was wet, and the smell of urine was overwhelming.

His knees weakened and he collapsed to the ground.

"What did you do?"

Harold's expression changed drastically when he saw this. He waved his staff lightly, and several sharp ice strands appeared out of thin air:

"stop!"

"Don't touch my daughter!"

"Zheng!"

'Jie' drew his sword instantly, the great knight's fighting spirit roared out, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the opponent, and shouted:

"Harold, put down the staff in your hand!"

"Do you know what you are doing? You are threatening a wizard apprentice from the Sixth Ring Tower!"

Harold's body stiffened, and he subconsciously took a step back, with a look of fear in his eyes.

Hmm...

Karl pursed his lips.

It's different when you have a backer, you can even bully people with confidence.

"Harold."

Though his thoughts were turning, Karl's expression did not change at all, and his tone remained cold:

"I know you have a way to temporarily hide inferior elixirs from analysis. If you don't want anything to happen to your daughter..."

"Just tell the truth honestly!"

As he spoke, he slightly increased the power of the fear halo.

"ah!"

The fat woman collapsed on the ground and screamed loudly:

"Don't come here, don't come here! Devil...you are the devil, dad, save me...come and save me!"

"don't want!"

Harold's expression changed drastically, his hand loosened, and the staff fell to the ground:

"It was Simon, he asked me to do this!"

…………

"Simon?"

Wizard Archie took the investigation information handed over by Karl, his eyes slightly lowered, and he threw it aside without looking at the content.

"Tell the family of the deceased that it was the pharmacist who deceived the pharmacy with inferior medicines, and ask Harold to apologize, compensate, and try to restore the reputation of the pharmacy."

"The drug store will also make corresponding compensation."

"As for Simon..."

"never mind!"

Karl looked up in surprise.

Just forget it?

But he immediately realized that Simon had dozens of suppliers for the pharmacy, so even if he did something wrong, he couldn't do anything rash for the time being.

Otherwise,

the pharmacy would have a hard time running.

As soon as he left the room, he saw Simon waiting outside the door with a gloomy face.

Please save it!