Omni-Magician

After being towed into the car, Ye Di had not had time to struggle, his neck ached and his consciousness was completely lost.

Needless to say, Quinn dragged him into the car and knocked him out.

Dizziness, confusion, not knowing how long later, Ye suddenly felt a cold feeling on his body, accompanied by a wet feeling, he knew that it was cold water that had poured on him, which made him wake up suddenly, and his consciousness was restored, he did not panic, but his subconscious jumped off the ground, after all, in the last life he was a hacker who had reached the peak, and hackers had always walked in the dark, so he had enough vigilance.

Almost as soon as I woke up, I jumped off the ground, just standing tall, a long sword resting on his neck.

Quinn was the one holding the sword, and Locke was standing beside him with a bucket in his hand. He must have been right to throw Ye down his head and face, and it was Buska who stood behind them, not surprisingly.

“What is this place?” Ask coldly in the mouth of the leaves, reaching out to your waist.

“This is a place no one else will ever find you.” Buska grinned coldly and said, "He swept the leaves and swept his hand around him.“ Don't look for your wand, I already burned it in the fire pile. Besides, I took 21 silver coins from you first, which is the first payment you owe me. ”

The wand on his body and the silver coins were searched, which was not unexpected, but he heard something else in Buska's words: the first repayment of my debt? He turned around and quickly concentrated his gaze on the table and chair at the corner of this little black house, along with a pile of parchment paper on the table and a magic ink bottle, and, of course, a goose pencil in an ink bottle.

“You want to imprison me and help you make a magic scroll.” Yeats guessed why he was imprisoned, while at the same time quietly relieving himself: it appears that Buska did not intend to kill him directly to quell his hatred.

And as long as he's not dead, there's hope.

“You're smart. You used to hear that your retarded mind looked fake. No wonder you could make hundreds of magic scrolls in three days.” Buska said coldly, "Well, then I won't give you any more crap. From today on, you make me 30 magic scrolls a day, and I can guarantee that you'll stay alive, and I can guarantee that nothing will happen to your little Debbie sister, you know, she's a giant swordsman, but she's just a second-degree swordsman, and if I want to deal with her, it's going to be easy. ”

Upon hearing these words, Ye Zhi's unnamed anger rose: "If you touch Debbie, I won't spare you. ”

“Huh.” Buska was indifferent to the threat, and the wizard without the wand had no threat at all. Besides, even if Ye had the wand in his hand, it would not be possible to compete with the two second-degree swordsmen beside him in this small room, so he laughed and said, "This is a business, do as we say, then everything will be fine. When you pay your debts to me, I will let you go. ”

Yeats certainly knew there was no day at all to pay off the debt, but he asked: "When can I pay off your debt? ”

“One year, two years, three years… when I'm satisfied. ”

Buska said with a little greed, he laughed coldly, waved at Locke and Quinn, turned around and walked out of the room, Quinn and Locke followed closely, and the door of the room then burst open and closed.

Outside the room is a dark corridor, with a little excitement on Buska's fat face, turning to tell two second-degree swordsmen: “Keep an eye on him, let him hand over 30 magic scrolls every day on time, and always be alert to what tricks he is being brushed against.” Speaking of this, he probably thought about his son being smashed by Ye Dynasty with a scroll, and he said in silence, "This kid is very slippery. ”

“Mr. Buska, I'm a little confused that this kid is just a second-degree magician, and killing him is, why is it so hard to imprison him? The Magic Scroll is a mere income of more than 40 copper plates.” Quinn complained somewhat unhappily. Half a month ago, he was concentrated in Ye Di's [lightning], and now he still has scars on his face. He has a lot of resentment for Ye Di.

“What do you know?” Buska glanced at Quinn, "and the kid was good at carving the magic scroll, which is faster than a middle-aged senior magician, but when the magician reached middle-aged and advanced, who else would carve the basic magic scroll? So this kid is a treasure, just imprison him and let him constantly carve the magic scroll, then we will guard a treasure mountain and lock him up for a year, he can make us 10,000 magic scrolls, this is 50 gold coins, this money is more expensive than both of you combined! ”

When they heard Busca's words, Quinn and Locke's eyes all lit up, and the average low-level magician engraved the magic scroll, at most about ten a day, and Yeats was able to engrave thirty, which was truly unusual.

Booska snorted again: “I'll have Debbie throw up the hundred gold coins that Yeats cheated on me before, but now, Ma, you can keep an eye on this hammer for me! ”

“Don't worry, Mr. Buska, the two of us will stay here and keep the kid out of here.” Quinn and Locke said hastily.

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The small black house is more than 20 square feet in size, with a decaying smell in the air, a small bed in the house with a trendy mattress on it, a table next to the bed with something to engrave the magic scroll, a magic lamp that emits a dull light, and a mess on the other side of the cabin: an old wooden box filled with wormeyes, a vase filled with spider webs, and even a broken black iron armor filled with copper rust.

Obviously, this little room was originally a warehouse, and that pile of stuff in the corner was so worthless that it didn't even clean up when Buska was going to lock him up.

In fact, those things are of little use to Ye Di, a thin magician.

Ye Dynasty figured out the situation of the cabin in a very short time, and then he concluded that it was impossible to escape from it with his present abilities.

There is only one door, with two second-degree swordsmen guarding behind the door, with a small window above it, but actually a small hole the size of a bun for ventilation, in addition to the surrounding walls and ceilings and floors are hard granite, it is obviously delusional to try to dig a hole to escape here.

After determining these circumstances, the leaf head turned toward the table next to it.

He's a magician, but he can't do magic without a wand, so now the most powerful tool he can use is a magic scroll.

At the same time, he also understood that with the power of the five basic magic reels he would have learned, he could not do much harm to this little black house where he was imprisoned, much less ensure that he escaped, even if he hit someone with a massive reel like the last time he dealt with Gary, it would not have had any effect in a small space, then the solution would be even more obvious, that is, to develop a magic reel stronger than the basic magic reel.

The logical relationship is simple.

But to develop a magic reel that is stronger than the basic magic reel, he must first understand the intermediate magic language and even the advanced magic language.

Of course, learning magic language is difficult, and no one will think that Ye Di can learn the remaining 27 of 32 magic characters without master knowledge, so Buska can safely lock Ye Di into the cabin and provide him with the materials and tools to make magic scrolls.

In exchange for other second-degree magicians, this is probably the only time for despair like a cruelly exploited slave.

But Ye Di is not desperate.

Even a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes.

He was the peak hacker in the last life, but it is not possible to say how talented he is at computers. In fact, he was forced to become the peak hacker step by step, to a large extent...

Because the obsessive game was expelled from school, in order to find a bite to eat, he had to drill hacker technology. After a small achievement, he joined a hacker group. In the second month, the group was stripped away. He became a well-known online wanted criminal. In order to escape his life, he had to diligently drill his hacker skills, finally mixed up a little fame, and was given hostility by a foreign hacker group. He challenged him again, repeatedly provoked him, so he once again showed all his strength to improve his hacker abilities, and stumbled to death with the other party. Then the super virus he studied so hard was stolen, paralyzed the online world. There was no way for everyone to do this. Once again, he was rushed to start studying restraint procedures, and finally surpassed his peak, and really stood at the top of the hacker...

That's how he got to the top of the hacker field step by step.

If there's anything on him that could be called “talent," it's not his hacker talent, but his tenacity, his impatience, his impatience to steal food from a tiger.

Now he's in a hurry.

“Shit, I'm gonna be a real bully for you guys. ”

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First and foremost today, the cold is not yet good, I'm trying to write the second one, it shouldn't be much of a problem ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Cannon Cannon will challenge you to write another chapter ~ ~ ~ ~ Yesterday it didn't update but there are still a lot of votes, thank you for your support ~ ~ ~ ~