Chapter 9: Only I Use the Law Chapter 9: Level 9 Scroll Paper

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

Timothy and his Mage Group had long been waiting respectfully outside the door.

"Master."

A loud voice, with a chanting quality.

The blazing flame flickered bright and dim, making the statue appear even taller.

The space extending to the limit of vision held only two rows of people standing in line, as wide as two rows of mole rats on a grassland.

Meeting again, Chen Yi had less shock and more curiosity; he looked left and right inside, then smiled and said, "Your Mage Tower is truly not small."

How could it not be large? I estimate even the Americans' Statue of Liberty placed here couldn't reach the top, and who knows what level their technology has developed to.

If it were a common technology, then even Earth couldn't compare.

Timothy smiled reservedly and said, "On the entire Continent, the Mage Tower of the Holy Qiao Kingdom is the largest, and it was built with the help of Lu Master from many years ago."

"Lu Master?"

"Lu Master Lu Zeng from two thousand years ago is the creator of the Empire's glory; we dare not forget him for even a moment." Timothy said, extending his hand to point at the huge male statue ahead, and bowed in salute.

Everyone saluted, chanting under their breath.

Chen Yi chuckled and said playfully, "I am Chen Yi personally; you can call me A Yi too."

"Chen Master."

Everyone bowed in salute again, and Timothy's face showed a hint of joy.

Raising their heads again, everyone's gaze was attracted by the paper behind Chen Yi.

As if seeing a pile of unclothed maidens.

Chen Yi laughed cheerfully twice, forcefully lifted the bundled paper above, and threw it out, saying, "This time I've also brought some samples; see which kind you like."

In his view, such a small quantity, calling it a transaction was truly embarrassing.

Considering the Chen Family's vast industry, when had they ever done business of a few thousand yuan?

Two mages hurriedly caught the thrown paper bundle, while Timothy's eyes lit up; for the Holy Qiao Kingdom, anything related to magic was scarce, and that pile of things, if all made into scrolls, wouldn't it be over ten thousand sheets, surely greatly easing the Front Line situation.

Other mages probably had similar thoughts; someone impatiently shook their body, and the tight formation became somewhat loose.

"Master, please let me look first." Timothy suppressed his surprise and joy, saying in a low voice.

"Of course." Chen Yi shrugged indifferently and threw out the paper inside the carriage one by one.

He thought: I don't know when the Subway will open. But if we miss the transaction, we can come again next time.

The miraculous Subway itself represented high credibility; neither side would easily harm this trust.

Timothy wasn't really using "looking" to analyze.

Only saw him pull out two strangely shaped leaves from his pocket; his hand rotated and danced in the air twice, and one leaf instantly burst into fierce flames, forming white fluff that drifted around, forming various different colors.

When the colors became increasingly pure, the second leaf silently turned to ash; the packaging straps bound to the paper suddenly snapped, and over ten thousand sheets of paper scattered into the air in an instant, each dyed a different color.

Fortunately, the space inside the Mage Tower was large enough, otherwise it would probably be filled with these papers.

"Classification Technique is a Level 3 magic." Timothy had a meaning of explaining to Chen Yi, saying in a calm voice: "You see, the higher the material flies, the higher the grade; just like scroll color grades, light red is Level 1, bright red is Level 2, dark red is Level 3, Level 4 to Level 6 scrolls are yellow, green includes Level 7 to Level 9, this kind of material is already very rare..."

"What level mage are you? What level scrolls can you produce?" Chen Yi asked along the way.

Timothy was stunned for a moment, and the person beside him said respectfully: "Grand Mage Timothy is a genius of the Holy Qiao Kingdom, already a Level 10 Mage."

"Higher than Level 9?"

"On the entire Continent, those holding the title of Grand Mage number only four, all possessing the ability to decide the kingdom's fate." That person already spoke with reverence.

Chen Yi thought for a moment, made a gesture of clasping hands, and said: "Admired, admired."

What else could it be? No matter how powerful, they still have to call us "Master" and ask us for materials.

Besides, my Chen Family may not be one quarter of the Continent, but it's definitely one quarter of Jiangning; no one is weaker than anyone else.

After this interruption, the paper slips in the sky had all flown into place; the vast majority of materials fell to the ground, including the specially brought Kraft Paper, Parchment, metal-wire special paper, etc., seemingly worthless goods.

The remaining ones mainly floated at the bottom layer, revealing dark or light red; slightly higher yellow areas were few in number, about a hundred sheets or so; as for the very high green area, only a single sheet floated there, leaving a gap of dozens of meters, looking rather pitiful.

Chen Yi rubbed his hands embarrassedly, wanting to speak, but saw Timothy looking astonished, even ignoring his words; meanwhile, the mages in the Back Row who originally had no expression turned to show delighted looks.

Level 9 Scroll!

Someone couldn't suppress the silence and couldn't help but shout out.

The entire Mage Team seemed to shake.

Timothy coughed hard, extended his right hand, and forcefully grabbed down that sheet of paper in the green area.