The Truth of Magic

Chapter 322 Contacting All Beings

The next morning, after Zhao Xu prepared his spell slot, he stood on the central street of Mystra, watching the flow of people passing by in front of him.

At this time, he was dressed like a scholar, wearing a cashmere coat with a high collar, the shirt and tie inside were ironed properly, and he was also leaning on a walking stick. Perfect.

Zhao Xu's first stop was to teach at Mistra's Civilian Academy.

This specially arranged stop made Zhao Xu feel that there must be some secrets inside the academy.

So on the one hand, he will inquire about Andy's information, and on the other hand, he will be ready to fight.

For him, he would definitely not give up his own defense for the sake of disguise, and would not wear the star cloak.

He directly and alternately used the "disguise" and "transformation" of the first ring to disguise himself.

If he was dressed as a mage to teach, in terms of the status of the mage profession in Mystra, basically everyone would be in awe of him.

This way of superiors visiting subordinates will make him less aware of the truth.

This also made Zhao Xu lose his original intention to get in touch with all walks of life.

When the bell tower of the church struck ten o'clock, players who successfully logged in to Arthur began to faintly appear on the entire central street.

Many people took a closer look at the surrounding environment and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that it was the familiar Mystra when they disconnected.

From the speculative posts on the forum last night, countless people are worried that when they log in again, the entire Arthur's world line will undergo major changes, and it may even be many years later.

And the native residents of Mystra looked at these player projections that suddenly appeared, and they were not surprised. At best, I feel that they appeared together relatively neatly today.

At this time, Zhao Xu, who was watching with a stick, also heard the discussion of the players who projected to appear beside him.

"Fortunately, it's still the familiar Mystra." A priest player said happily, patted his chest, while praying to the Sacred Heart Church in the center of the city, as if this had become his instinct in the game.

And another wanderer female player who is acquainted with the priest, in this town where 90% believe in the goddess, did not dare to open her mouth to tease whether the other party is also so devout offline, and asked excitedly: "You said that the online one Player, is it possible to be in Mystra?"

online?

When Zhao Xu heard this term, he immediately realized it.

Because I met Zheng Xinyun last night, and was eager to log in later, I forgot that the upper level of the login interface of Arthur's game will display the current number of online players.

In that case, he was the only one logging in in the whole world, which naturally attracted countless attentions.

But Zhao Xu didn't pay much attention to it. As long as he didn't come out and admit it, no one could say it to death.

But the priest player didn't take his companion's words seriously, "A warrior who digs out the place where the lich hides the phylactery may be able to create a miracle and successfully destroy the lich."

"But the Mage Association and the Church of the Gods, there are too many leaders above, and there is no possibility for the people below to create miracles."

The implication of the priest player is that it is impossible for the online person to be a mage or a priest.

This inference suddenly made the female player a little stunned.

She didn't expect her companion to see it so thoroughly, "Brother Zhang, I didn't see this kind of statement on the forum, it's your own thought."

The pastor shook his head modestly, "Although I thought about it, but after seeing the power of the Mage Association and the Church of the Gods, as long as they are spellcasters, players will know this. Everyone didn't say it clearly last night. So the following The statement that that player is Aya Tojo has come to an end without a problem."

And Zhao Xu, who was the main character the other party was talking about, was also a little embarrassed.

The only online player was really a mage, and he happened to be standing in front of them.

At this time, most of the countless game players who successfully logged in were also discussing this matter. As long as Zhao Xu was close to the players at this time, he would basically hear similar topics.

And the few exchanges between the two allowed Zhao Xu to outline the battle in the forum last night.

He directly reached out to stop a rickshaw, sat on it and explained the destination of the trip.

Zhao Xu knew that the priest was right. Compared with a level 1 fighter, a legendary fighter had stronger attack, life, and combat expertise, which could be quantified, but was simply more "able to fight".

However, compared with a level 1 mage, a legendary mage is a whole era of magic civilization stronger, because it can turn the impossible into possible, so there is no room for changing history at all. The opponent went to drill.

The two players were not too surprised when they saw a scholar with a cane and an aristocratic atmosphere sitting in the carriage, and continued to talk about their opinions.

Horse-drawn carriages and human-drawn carts have always been the medium and high-end travel methods in every town.

It's just that most people choose to walk in cities and towns, and only when they travel in the wild will they have to choose a horse-drawn carriage.

Therefore, many of the people who can choose to travel in carriages in the city are wealthy merchants and nobles whose families hired grooms to bear the cost of carriages.

The upper-middle class people whose family background is not enough to afford a horse-drawn carriage will rent a horse-drawn carriage. As for those who live in a more difficult life and don't want to walk like mud legs, they will hire rickshaws like Zhao Xu.

Finally, after more than 20 minutes, Zhao Xu arrived at the destination civilian college under the brisk stride of the rickshaw driver.

"Thank you." Zhao Xu saw that the coachman was panting from running, and kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with a towel.

He directly handed over two copper coins, one higher than the general market price.

Because he knew that these were actually real people.

When the driver saw Zhao Xu's fare, he was overjoyed. This extra income would improve his family's food tonight.

After the coachman took the copper coins, he kept bowing to Zhao Xu and shouting thank you, sir.

It's just that when Zhao Xu was about to turn around and leave, the other party still stared at him from time to time.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Xu was leaning on his "Super Instant Scepter" as a cane.

He purposely acted as a scholar who was born in a noble family but could not inherit the title, and could only take the civilian route of an official.

Seeing the driver's clear eyes at this moment, he thought there was some weakness in him, so he couldn't help asking curiously.

And the coachman felt ashamed when Zhao Xu asked him back, thinking that he had offended him, and quickly explained: "No, no, respected sir, I just don't think you look like those nobles outside."

"How did you find out?" Zhao Xu didn't expect that he would show his flaws before he even entered the door.

"The way you look at us is not like the contempt that those nobles look at their servants, nor the pity that a university student has, but more like looking at colleagues with different jobs." The coachman said, as if feeling himself He said something wrong, and hurriedly covered his mouth.

As soon as Zhao Xu heard it, he realized it. He smiled and said, "Thank you for your reminder. No wonder the sages once said that by referring to other people's words and deeds, you will be able to find out what you can learn."

What the other party said just now made him wake up, and even the dusty imprint was loosened a little.

He did bring Earth's habits to Arthur's world, and that's going to be a drag at some point as well as a boost.

Zhao Xu immediately handed over a marked silver coin as a reward.

He gave a thousand gold but only harmed the other party, so Zhao Xu chose a certain balance.

However, even if it was a silver coin that was insignificant to Zhao Xu, the coachman was taken aback, and he didn't dare to take it for a moment.

However, Zhao Xu practiced his hand skills for a long time, and flicked the silver coin into the opponent's pocket.

Then he turned around and walked towards the gate of the Civilian College, but he had a kind face, but now he had a different temperament.

At first glance, it seems very contradictory. There is a sense of warmth like a friend who has known for many years, and a sense of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away.

It's like the charm of the gods in the world.

After Zhao Xu registered at the concierge of the civilian college, he followed the college staff directly to the dean's office.

As an important talent reserve institution of Mistra's public affairs system, the Civilian College has a good status. Many "apprentice" spellcasters who had no hope of being promoted to formal mages and priests were arranged to study at the Civilian Academy before they changed jobs and entered the bureaucratic system.

The entire civilian college occupies a large area in Mystra, where land is very expensive. In addition to more than ten buildings, there is also a spacious auditorium that can accommodate hundreds of people. In many cases, the city hall next to it will come here to borrow this auditorium.

After Zhao Xu spent ten minutes, he was taken to the dean's room and met the current highest leader of the college.

Slightly beyond Zhao Xu's expectations, the dean of the civilian college was about forty or fifty years old, and he was in his prime. The other party's face was firm, and he looked like a person with a firm heart, and the mustache on the corner of his mouth made it look more time-settled.

But what Zhao Xu cared about was that what was pinned to the other party's chest was a badge with three concentric circles, and it was the same three-ring mage as him.

Once the executive officer of the Mage Association in Crescent Town, he was just a "Mage Apprentice".

The dean of this academy was so overqualified that he needed a three-ring sorcerer to replace him, which once again made Zhao Xu feel that this academy was probably not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

After seeing Zhao Xu, Dean Mu Le didn't seem to know Zhao Xu's real identity. After a brief introduction and a few polite words with Zhao Xu, he handed Zhao Xu a whole stack of heavy materials.

"Mr. Zhong Xia, the class you will be in charge of at this time has a total of thirty people, twenty-five of them are from Arthur, and five are players from Earth."

"This is a tricky class." Dean Muller smiled meaningfully as he watched Zhao Xu take over the pile of materials that were three punches thick.