Chapter 41

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Every carriage of the Magic Subway, and every door, corresponds to a different region, representing different opportunities.

Chen Yi carefully studied the Second Carriage, then returned to the first carriage, and immediately felt the inertia of deceleration.

The upper levels of the Saint Qiao Kingdom's bright Magic Tower, the neat elderly honor guard, seemed to still carry a hint of amiability, rushing toward his face.

The cries of "Master" were also familiar and comfortable.

It seems the subway determines its stops based on the carriage it's in; this point is quite user-friendly.

"Greetings, Mages." Chen Yi couldn't help but chuckle, using his foot to push those piled packages out of the Light Curtain, while tapping open the Crystal Screen, saying: "I guess Level 4 Scrolls should have appeared by now."

Since the subway has even opened the Second Carriage, there's no reason it would still be just those few types of scrolls.

Sure enough, the Level 4 Intelligence Scroll, Level 4 Perception Scroll, and Level 4 Listening Scroll all shone brightly at the very top of the Crystal Screen. They were enclosed in the same yellow ring; tapping with a finger, one could only choose one among them.

Such a user-friendly setting would normally make one rack their brains, choosing which one would take considerable mental effort, but facing the College Entrance Examination, Chen Yi chose "Intelligence Scroll Level 4" without hesitation: Increase Intelligence by 19-38 points, duration 120 minutes.

He felt secretly pleased; with his own foundation, his IQ would probably be 160 now — an absolute genius, and paired with the Level 3 Listening Scroll, the College Entrance Examination would be a breeze.

The other two Level 4 Scrolls gradually disappeared; the Mages outside heard bursts of music. Timothy saw the selection on the Crystal Screen and shouted loudly: "Congratulations, Chen Master."

The price of a Level 4 Scroll is about 3 times that of a Level 3 Scroll, roughly 5400 Gold Coins, equivalent to the price of a first-level Potion. At the same time, to apply it, one needs to drink even more Energy Recovery Potions.

In this way, the Saint Qiao Empire would surely obtain more strategic materials.

Timothy could already imagine how the ever-increasing war inventory would change the situation on the Western Front, Southern Front, and Eastern Front — in fact, after the previous period of almost cost-ignoring Magic expenditure, the situation on the Western Front had already undergone a fundamental change compared to a few months ago.

And enemies like the Sepoga Grand Duchy were still waiting complacently, waiting for the Saint Qiao Kingdom's Magic accumulation to be exhausted.

Timothy thought to himself: Just the Scroll Materials obtained from transactions in the previous period were enough to gain an advantage in the two-front war; they might even be able to launch a counteroffensive on one front to relieve pressure.

The Saint Qiao Kingdom's army has had a glorious tradition since the millennium; with sufficient numbers of Mages and Knights coordinating, their combat power is at least several times that of other countries. If not for the unprecedented multi-nation siege, how could they be so stretched thin.

As he thought this, he suddenly saw a pile of bottles and jars before his eyes.

In the Mage Tower, there has never been an instance of useless Liquid appearing. Timothy widened his eyes, then revealed a look of wild joy, shouting: "Master, what kind of Potion... what kind of Potion did you bring?"

Chen Yi froze for a moment, turned back, pulled out the box full of Perfume, shoved it out, and said: "I picked it up on the way; give back the ones that can't be used."

Timothy nodded repeatedly, his left hand impatiently raising the Magic Cane/Staff, using Classification Technique.

The various papers on the ground, and Perfumes of different brands, all flew up, floating slowly in colored bands of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple.

Only a few papers and bottles remained in place; the former belonged to the failures among superior genes, the latter were all Cheap Perfumes produced from synthetic Essence.

Chen Yi looked carefully; not a single bottle of Natural Perfume was missed.

Truly picky!

A few minutes later, the effect of Classification Technique gradually faded. The Red Robe Mage Sand, who had just returned from the Battlefield, snatched a bottle of Perfume from the air, sniffed and smelled it repeatedly; soon, he revealed an expression of an animal in a state of production, a kind of happy, labor-pain expression.

"Too wasteful, too wonderful." Sand murmured: "Blending different Elemental Substrates together, although it can simultaneously increase perception of various elements, speaking of the effect on a single element, it actually has to be lowered somewhat, truly..."

"My god! How can so many Elemental Substrates be mixed together, it's miraculous skill!"

"Dual-element and Multi-element Mages are blessed, actually it's still wasteful."

The Mages' words were transmitted into the subway without missing a single thread.

Chen Yi listened, his expression changing, but he finally knew that Perfume had value. That is to say, on his procurement list, he could add Perfume again.

Compared to the relatively heavy paper, Perfume was obviously much less trouble.

Timothy began routine operations on the Crystal Screen, his facial muscles twitching as if convulsing, wanting to speak but stopping.

Chen Yi watched anxiously, shook his head and said: "Timothy, what do you want to say."

"Master, please discern clearly." Timothy's words were translated with quite a flavor, saying: "The Saint Qiao Kingdom is at a moment of survival and extinction; Elemental Substrates can greatly increase a Mage's combat power, but for us, a Single-Element Substrate is already a tremendous boost; a full-series Substrate increase is truly too wasteful."

He truly felt heartache.

Full-series Elemental Substrates were only heard of in legends; the consumption relative to Single-Element Substrates is many times over, but the effect during use, how could it possibly be several times or dozens of times.

With the mindset of people in war, he suddenly felt waves of regret.

Chen Yi froze for a moment. Perfume is blended from dozens or hundreds, even more, kinds of Essence, mixed with distilled water and alcohol. Although he didn't know what the specific Single-Element Substrate was, going by Chen Yi's usual practice, if he purchased pure Essence, it would probably satisfy Timothy's requirement.

Thinking of this, he said ambiguously: "We'll see next time if it's convenient."

"As Master decides." Timothy and the others hurriedly thanked him, revealing smiles like Magic Apprentices.

"Level 4 Scroll, what do I need to pay attention to when using it?" Chen Yi said while clicking to purchase various materials on the Crystal Screen.

The 3 boxes of paper he brought could be exchanged for nearly 800,000 Gold Coins; this was the result of multiple optimizations, almost reaching the limit of personal transport. As for that half-box of 30 bottles of Natural Perfume, it was priced at 900,000 Gold Coins; although from the perspective of RMB exchange it was a loss, exchange was originally not calculated this way.

For the current Chen Yi, being able to safely expand trading volume was the most profitable thing — if he needed to increase profit in this aspect.

Timothy was even more excited than him; the whole person looked to be in a state of excitement, like a withered tree encountering spring, saying: "Similar to when you used that Skill Copying Scroll, drink large amounts of Energy Recovery Potion before and after use, can recover about 80% of Spirit, afterwards still need to make up sleep."

He paused, then said: "Increasing physical strength has always been the best method to increase Magic affinity; additionally, Magic powerhouses condense Magic Net Source Energy to produce Magic Crystals, which also have inconceivable effects, but it seems it still cannot be offered as Tribute through the Crystal Screen."

How could Chen Yi not know the body is most important; he could only shrug helplessly and say: "The effect of cultivating the body doesn't seem obvious."

After such a long period of probing and interaction, he also didn't avoid discussing his own shortcomings and insufficiencies in front of Timothy.

Timothy realized, considered for a moment, and said: "If Master is willing, our Saint Qiao Kingdom has a few Holy Knights who have wonderful methods in body cultivation. Although they are Knights, their understanding of the Magic Net is not weak."

"Then you prepare." Chen Yi said, then asked: "How long has it been since I last arrived this time?"

Timothy didn't even need to think, and said: "Only 15 days."

It seems the time ratio between both sides is at least 3 to 4 times or more.

Chen Yi thought silently, then said: "I will arrive next time in 20 days. Also, the remaining Gold Coins from this time, just let the Crystal Screen keep account."

Timothy nodded happily repeatedly. For him, this was an important step in interacting with the Master; not only did it confirm the time of the next meeting, but it also enhanced mutual trust.

The Mages could all understand its significance; their voices at the farewell were all trembling slightly.

Chen Yi dragged a large Random Chest and left the Subway Station.

In the early morning hours, the Subway had long ceased operation; Outside there were only lonely street lamps, naked bodies displaying apple-shaped figures and bare upper halves.

Even the Taxis commonly seen during the day were nowhere to be found, making one miss the sedans of Paris all the more.

Having called a Taxi via Mobile Phone, Chen Yi tossed the Random Chest on the ground, sat high upon it himself, and waited at ease, the corner of his mouth unconsciously revealing a smile.

With this batch of Scrolls, his College Entrance Examination Mission could be considered complete.

He mused: Getting into Jiangning University would at least satisfy half of Grandpa's wish, right?

Or one-third?

Chen Yi shook his head and laughed bitterly. A so-called scholarly family tradition would likely still require farming and reading to be passed down; by then, let's hope no new troubles arise — like marrying a clever wife...

His associations instantly scattered outward.

Unintentionally, Liu Xinyu's low-cut sexy figure entered his field of vision.

Chen Yi shook his head, thinking: Let boring fantasies disappear; this one is not someone to be trifled with.

No matter how much he shook, that black lace underwear, the revealed tender white skin, still lingered before his eyes.

Under the dim yellow light, the explosive protrusion, accompanied by the body's rhythmic swaying; lowering his head further, the cool long skirt unwilling to be lonely fluttered, occasionally revealing a section of straight beautiful leg...

Chen Yi exhaled a breath; the winter chill made a stream of white vapor rush toward the collarbone before him.

In that instant, on the pinkish-white neck, fine hairs suddenly stood on end.

Too real!

Chen Yi awakened abruptly, his scalp about to explode.

Before his eyes was actually a real person.

Liu Xinyu was right in front of him.

Blame only her for being too beautiful, too like a character who would only appear in a movie, to the point that he could not distinguish fantasy from Reality.

He condemned her so, yet unbeknownst to him, that beautiful face had already flushed red with anger.

Liu Xinyu swore she had never in her life been teased like this.

If the first time was unintentional, this second time — even the teasing movements were almost exactly the same.

It would be unjustifiable not to give him a lesson!

Before Chen Yi could react, Liu Xinyu raised her right palm and struck down diagonally.