Wizard: Surviving in the Steam Age with Points for Demon Hunter

Chapter 1 I Don't Dare to Count Words Anymore!
At midnight, the city-state of Custer gradually quieted down.

No. 44 Jinjin Avenue, a two-story building located at the intersection of roads, is made of masonry as a whole, with a triangular roof.

The facade of the house is painted bright yellow, which is quite different from other buildings. Only the gray tiles on the roof are consistent with the style of the golden street.

"August 1578, 8 in the New Calendar, the weather..."

Wayne Loft turned his head and looked out the window. A red moon hung high in the night sky, and the shadows in the red moon could be seen faintly, like a fleeting light.

Under the red moon, the red moonlight was hazy and dim, adding a bit of mystery to the dark night.

Nearby is a kerosene street lamp that is as tall as a person. Above the black lamppost is a wooden lampshade, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. Through the window, you can still see the dim firelight in the lampshade, driving away the darkness.

He is already very familiar with these.

Every night before nightfall, when the clock of the Krims Cathedral rings for the sixth time, he will see the lamplighter in a black cloak lighting the kerosene lamp on time.

Immediately afterwards, the lamplighter would stand still with a solemn expression, fold his hands on his shoulders, and whisper, "Praise the Lord of Dawn!"

Every time he saw this scene, a strange thought would pop up in his heart: if the kerosene lamps were not lit, did it mean that they were abandoned by the Lord of Dawn?
"……clear."

Wei En pressed two "buttons" like this, spelling out the golden word "Qing", and the black light screen in front of him seemed to be swallowed by the void space, with several circles of black ripples.

Compared with the kerosene street lamp of the lamplighter outside, the "typewriter" in his hand is obviously a hundred times weirder.

On the oak base, there is a silver box embedded with exquisite patterns, as beautiful as a jewelry box.

Press and hold the switch on the left side of the box, and a thing similar to a "keyboard" - "typewriter" will pop up slowly.

There are six rows in total, and each row has twelve "keys", a total of 72 "keys" representing common language characters, neatly arranged on it.

Although the workmanship of the "keys" is a little rough, the clear and sweet sound when struck can't help but remind Wayne of the days and nights he spent fighting in the Ionian continent in his previous life.

Unfortunately, there is no going back...

Yes, he is not from this world.

In the early morning of a week ago, when he woke up from a deep sleep, he found that everything around him had changed.

At first he thought it was a prank by his friends, so he got him to the film and television city.

But after receiving the leftover memories of his predecessor, he had to accept the fact that he had already traveled.

After experiencing hesitation, fear, loss...

Wei En quickly collected his mentality and chose to face the reality positively—especially three nights ago, when he saw a monster with a human arm in its mouth, passing by the window.

He swears!
It was definitely a very terrifying monster, it looked like a wolf, but it was much bigger.

The monster's body was covered with gray and white scales, its limbs were burning with pale flames, and it had a pair of huge wings on its back, flapping across the night sky.

Under the red moon, it looks like a demon crawling out of the abyss, making people shudder.

Even if he peeped at it from a long distance, Wei En could feel his own trembling and fear, which made him unable to resist in the slightest.

However, he also got a blessing in disguise—something like a game property panel appeared in his mind.

Name: Wayne Loft
Bloodline: Sarut Ethnicity

Occupation: None
Toughness level: 7 (7) (represents physical strength, including strength, speed, physique, etc.)
Spiritual level: 8 (15+1) (represents spiritual power, including perception, will, soul, etc.)
Talent: none
Skills: none

Survival points: 3
[Creatures from other worlds, even if you have already come into contact with the mystery hidden in the real world, you ignorantly think that it is real.Evaluation: Weak chicken.Reward: Survival Points +3. 】

【You peeped at the deep vicious dog, but the abyssal species who had already had a full meal didn't care about your gaze, so you escaped unharmed.Evaluation: Cheers to luck!Special reward: Spirit level +1. 】

[Abyss Evil Dog: The pet of the Lord of the Abyss, the guardian of the abyss world, a terrifying demon that travels between the abyss and the real world, and his favorite snack called "people". 】

[Note 1: Any mysterious things that happen to you can earn you survival point rewards (participate or witness).Special events provide additional special rewards. 】

[Note 2: Survival points can only be used to unlock knowledge, improve skills and natural abilities. 】

Goldfinger?
Wei En originally thought that he would develop vigorously in this weird world, but he didn't expect that there would be unexpected surprises.

Although this panel can't play a role yet, it is enough to make him look forward to the future.

therefore--

From that day on, he decided to take a good look at this mysterious, weird, and magical world.

but,

Before that, he first had to complete an errand that his predecessor worked so hard for.

"Praise the Lord of Ghosts! Custer City State is as peaceful as ever, the sun still rises, the red moon still hangs high, everything is so beautiful... Custer City State Intelligence Officer, Wayne Loft."

This is the job that the predecessor found - the intelligence officer of the Ghost School in the city-state of Custer!
The work is also very simple. You only need to transmit what is happening in the city-state from time to time through the "typewriter".

After Wei En replaced his predecessor's body, he inherited this job and carried it forward.

The predecessor usually transmitted every three days, but Wei En was different. He updated every day... ah no, he insisted on transmitting new "information" every day in exchange for a meager salary.

每份情报不过千字，保底薪水6便士——相当于前世的30块钱。（12便士=1先令，20先令=1金镑）

Not counting additional rewards based on intelligence value.

And the most important thing!
In the ghost school, he can also use money to buy some knowledge, such as the most basic meditation method - only 2 gold pounds.

Look, even the commission bonus system and point exchange system have come out.

what is this?
This is the pattern,
It deserves that the Ghost School can grow bigger and stronger!
Therefore, after learning this, Wei En calculated his little treasure every day - 1 gold pound, 19 shillings and 6 pence.

As long as the money arrives today, he can redeem the meditation method.

It is hoped that this will open the door to the ghost wizard and step into the extraordinary ranks.

Even he has already set his goal - rubbing the Youshen Vicious Dog on the ground.

"Buzz...buzz..."

Wei En recovered from his reverie, and saw that the "telephone" next to the "typewriter" was vibrating crazily.

Lying trough,

Calling?

Like the "typewriter", this "telephone" is the same weird thing - it looks like a trophy, narrow at the bottom and wide at the top, pure gold, with a blue flame painting on the cup.

start up,

Wayne reached out and clicked on the jewel button of the "telephone".

A faint blue flame erupted from above, and an icy cold aura spread out, making him shiver uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, a slightly slender figure appeared in the flames, and became illusory and distorted as the flames burned.

The figure was completely wrapped in a black hooded robe, only revealing a soft and graceful chin, and... a broad and fair chest.

"Wayne Loft?" A clear and cold voice sounded.

woman?

The intelligence community liaison officer is a woman?
Wei En felt weird, but his body instinctively saluted, bowed slightly, and respectfully said, "Yes, Mr. Liaison Officer."

In the memory of the predecessor, there is content about the superior liaison officer, but it is only one of the [Work Regulations]-don't take any offensive actions!

A few short words, no reason, no consequence after violation.

but,

In the weird scene now, Wei En no longer wants to explore the authenticity of this sentence.

After half a minute of silence, the voice rang again: "Is it you who passed on those garbage information for several days in a row?"

Junk intelligence?

Is this what I found out about the number of words in the intelligence?
Wayne glanced up at the figure in the flames, a pair of narrow and deep eyes, staring at him angrily through the hood.

A bad premonition filled his heart...

Immediately afterwards, he heard the figure's tone turn into anger:
"Ghost school is on top!"

"If I deviate from the teachings, please let the bastards of the Church of Dawn punish me instead of letting me serve as the liaison officer of the intelligence department of the damn Kingdom of Chartland."

"If I don't come here, I won't see you - Wayne Loft!"

"You shameless salary thief, damn prostitute, dirty moth... For six days, the information you submitted is only worth 1 penny."

"A penny! Not enough for a pound of brown bread!"

"And you, shamefully, got 3 shillings."

"Is your face made of porcupine skin? Huh?"

After a violent storm, Wei En had only one thought in his mind.

shit!
It seems that the liaison officer does not recognize his intelligence value very much. If he doesn't do something, he is afraid that he will burp immediately.

Wei En's mind was racing, and he took advantage of the other party's pause to organize his words carefully: "Dear Liaison Officer, is there any misunderstanding here? I submit intelligence every day, which involves all aspects of Custer City State... "

"Ah!"

The liaison officer sneered: "Including cleaning horse manure in the slums?"

"There are still major events..."

"For example, the bell ringer of the Krims cathedral is an ugly monster?"

"..."

After a moment of silence, Wei En said with a sneer: "Sir, do you think there is a possibility. Nothing happened to the Custer City State recently?"

"To shut up!"

The liaison officer took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and tried hard to find the elegance that a lady should have:

"Five days ago, a captain of the Secret Investigation Department was assassinated. Three days ago, more than 300 people mysteriously disappeared in the slums. Two days ago, the Black Pearl ransacked the cargo ship at the city-state port of Custer..."

"Damn it! Do you want me to go on?"

Elegance is impossible to be elegant...

Sure enough, let’s kill him, right?

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