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Chapter 270 No Money, What Kind of Magic Are You Learning? (Bonus 6K Chapter Combining Two Chapters)

This is already the most prosperous capital city in the entire world, and within it are the true noble districts and magic academies.

What he saw was still a large number of pregnant girls, and some of them even looked smaller than Fafnir when they had their bellies sticking out.

Such children have a deformed, large belly and a chest that is developing rapidly due to hormones on one side, and a short, thin figure and a childish face on the other.

Xue Dinglu was speechless because he was mentally prepared that this was already the richest and most beautiful place in the world, and he would be mentally prepared for the rest of the place.

……

"Are you leaving?" Lan Lin'er seemed about to cry. She stared at Xue Dinglu as if she were an abandoned fawn.

“I have a dream,” Xue Dinglu’s calm voice came, “I want to travel to every corner of the Holy Kingdom and see the world with my own eyes.”

Lan Lin'er was stunned. It was the first time she had ever heard of a dream from someone else, and even the first time she had ever heard of such a bizarre dream.

"Why? What benefits would it bring to see other parts of the Holy Kingdom?" she blurted out instinctively.

However, Xue's law did not answer this time; that was enough, and there was no need to continue.

He shouldered his bag and left the academy without any reluctance; the entire desolate capital city seemed to be beneath his feet.

Lan Lin'er looked at her "roommate" whom she had only known for a day, but for some reason, she felt uncomfortable all over. Seeing that departing figure, it seemed as if this was the last time they would meet.

The next time old friends meet, they will be facing each other with swords drawn.

Meanwhile, Xue Lude, carrying his backpack, continued chatting with the angel. This somewhat eccentric guy gradually became a little more normal through constant communication and questioning with Xue Lude.

She no longer looks like a crazy old woman.

“Lord, didn’t you intend to use her? Why are you letting her go now? Or is it that you can’t bring yourself to do it?” the angel asked.

What she really meant was that if Xue's Law couldn't bring himself to do it, she could help Xue's Law solve the problem by torturing the enemy's daughter in the most terrifying way.

“No, I’ve done enough. Just watch and let the dust settle,” Xue Dinglu said.

Since the angel had brought up this point, Xue Dinglu said, "Rachel, let me ask you this: if I were to refine you into a weapon, and only this weapon, which you have transformed into, could severely injure the Mind Flayer, would you be willing?"

The angel was stunned for a moment; she didn't know why Xue's Law would make such an assumption.

But soon, the angel gave its response: "I do!"

"Let alone becoming a weapon, even if I become the ugliest, the filthiest, the most lowly, as long as it can kill me, I would be absolutely willing, very willing!"

"Then what if I forge you into a halberd and give it to Lan Lin'er to use, and you are of one mind with her?" Xue Dinglu continued to ask.

But this time, the angel was instantly speechless, and even through the bone armor, one could see the expression on her face that looked like she had eaten a shit.

“No, Lord, I don’t understand,” she countered.

"How do you think about how to launch the most lethal sneak attack without the Mind Flayer's knowledge? How can you inflict the heaviest damage on him?" Xue Dinglu asked.

The angel instantly understood why Xue Law asked her if she was willing to be forged into a weapon.

The method of the sneak attack was to use himself, who was also a person of world power.

However, under normal circumstances, she would never be able to get close to the other party. Just like in that battle of gods, she lost to the Divine Tree rather than the Mind Flayer!
Caught off guard by the divine tree's sudden control, he also did not expect the divine tree to have such strong resilience and terrifying life-absorbing ability, easily breaking through his defenses and piercing through his internal organs.

In other words, she originally thought she was fighting in a ring against a junior from the same world, so she was initially fighting with the intention of teaching him a lesson. However, she realized something was wrong after Shenmu appeared. But by then, Shenmu had already ambushed her, piercing her heart and spreading the parasitic spores into her body.

In an instant, defeat was inevitable.

So this time, the tables have turned, and it's now my turn to be in the shadows while the enemy is in the open. Will I be able to launch a sneak attack on them?
At this moment, just as at that moment.

For a moment, the angel felt a strange mix of excitement and a sense of transgression. She had once been a conservative person, but she had changed and was no longer the person she used to be.

She can be as patient as a viper and as cunning as a hyena.

"Lord, do you mean that I should get close to the Mind Flayer through his only daughter, and then that will be the time for me to betray him!"

"Hmm." Xue Dinglu nodded. "A magnificent betrayal of the King—are you willing to carry out this plan?"

"I'm willing! Even if I'm held by those filthy hands and used by those filthy bloodlines, I'm excited enough to raise the flag! What does it matter if I become a weapon for eternity?"

“It won’t last forever. After this is all over, I will give you a new life,” Xue Dinglu made his promise.

"Then please use me as you see fit, Lord!"

Without hesitation, Xue Dinglu grabbed the angel's skeleton and instantly refined it.

He intends to use the modifier to create a Noble Phantasm once again, and this time the Noble Phantasm will be entirely based on the body of an angel, the most evil human transmutation method.

Bone for steel, blood for glass—the bone armor on that angel, born of vengeance, became the best material.

The cursed blood transformed into the most precise scalpel and forging hammer, beginning to forge and reshape everything. Xue's Law understood this pain, but the angel remained silent.

Perhaps the pain we feel now is less than one ten-thousandth of the suffering of slowly rotting on the sacred tree.

“If things go smoothly, I’ll have a friend come over and teach you how to be a leader,” Xue said.

The angel didn't continue speaking, but Xue Dinglu continued talking to ease the pressure in her heart.

"He was a magical emperor from another world, but his empire collapsed after only a little over a decade. He never understood why it collapsed and searched everywhere for the answer to peace. So, in another world, he temporarily found a way to achieve peace." Xue Dinglu's lips twitched as he thought of that abstract world.

"That means maximizing productivity and holding the martial arts tournament in parallel." Xue Dinglu almost fainted from anger again when he thought of the old Demon Emperor's policy.

"He spared no effort to develop productivity, distributed all knowledge and magic to everyone for free, and cured everyone's diseases for free. However, with excess productivity, various conflicts would inevitably arise, and his chosen way to resolve these conflicts was through the Martial Arts Tournament!"

“Beat, if you’re not satisfied, come and beat, beat the pain, beat the suffering, beat everything that is dissatisfied. If you want to change something, come and beat the whole world. Come here and show the effort and purity you put into changing what you are dissatisfied with… This is his system…”

Xue's Law has finished telling the story of another king.

Although the old Demon Emperor's system sounds very abstract at first glance, it is to vigorously develop productivity and then solve hunger and suffering for everyone equally, but if you want me to take a second look at you.
Then come to the ring and show me your determination and purity with your fists!
If you want to change the world and change the unsatisfactory status quo, talking about it won't do any good. So use your fists and determination to convey your will to me.

This is the World's Number One Martial Arts Tournament in that world.

The top eight winners will have the opportunity to duel the old Demon Emperor in person, demonstrating their purity and will, their beliefs and determination, and conveying their plans and ideas for changing the world. These individuals are the old Demon Emperor's true future confidants.

Of course, the second path to advancement is the imperial examination, which is a cultural examination.

Historically, the old Demon Emperor did not recruit pedantic scholars, but rather talents in science and engineering; they were the executors and implementers of systems and plans.

By the way, the old Demon Emperor wanted a strategist, but a strategist is just a product that comes up with ideas to achieve goals, without any real power.

As for nobles, what kind of social trash are they? They were thrown into the trash heap along with Ji Nu long ago. In the old Demon Emperor's eyes, there are only laborers and fighters.

This, in turn, created an unparalleled abstract system in that world.

It's like a bunch of incredibly abstract brutes controlling the whole world and wanting to make the world better. Anyone who tries to stop them from making the world better will get beaten up. These lunatics use their fists to convey their ideas when discussing issues.

Xue's Law doesn't yet know whether this system is good or bad, but it's better than before.

Judging from the mental state of the two beast-eared lolis, White Crow and Siam, their world has probably gone completely mad. But at least, people's lives are no longer so miserable, they have hope for the future, and they can see that things are slowly getting better.

Let's see if the old Demon Emperor can provide his true answer to peace in the future.

After Xue finished telling this story, the angel's skeleton completely transformed into a strange halberd covered in frost.

A skull was embedded in the very center of the halberd, making it look incredibly evil and ferocious.

At this moment, the skull said, "What the Lord means is that I don't need to do everything according to my own ideas, because I am just a person, or even just an ancient relic from thousands of years ago. My thoughts may already be outdated, so I need to sense the thoughts of others and put those thoughts into action..."

"But at the same time, I also need to firmly grasp the power, is that what you mean?"

The voice of an angel came.

Xue Dinglu was stunned for a moment. So this was the core of the old Demon Emperor's abstract system? Oh, I see. He understood.

Xue Dinglu nodded immediately.

The angel understood the problem, and she eventually succeeded in transforming it into this strangely shaped halberd through blessing and modification.

The original skull gradually transformed into metal decorations. Although the halberd was originally made of bone spurs, it now seemed to radiate a metallic luster, becoming sacred and full of majesty.

"But I no longer wish to be king." This time, the angel's voice came directly from within the halberd.
"I just want to kill the Mind Flayer, kill all the descendants of traitors, kill everyone who deserves to die. I don't want to think about the future, I don't want to know what I should do or what I shouldn't do. I just want to kill everything that deserves to die."

Upon hearing her words, Xue Dinglu's lips curled up slightly.

"That's enough. Let's deal with the enemy first, then we can start thinking about what to do next." Xue Dinglu waved the halberd in his hand. It was very easy for him to use it; stabbing his expensive father would be a piece of cake.

Who can say for sure what the future holds?

The strange halberd in his hand slowly said, "Thank you, Master." "By the way, let's name your new form," Xue Dinglu said. "Let's call it Frost Signal Halberd! It's a name that inherits all the concepts of patricide, and it'll definitely give the Mind Flayer a big surprise."

……

Xue Dinglu left the school and set foot in the capital city.

The streets of the entire capital were nearly deserted, or rather, the only people you could see were noble families from branch households. They had to go door to door to collect babies and distribute gold coins and food according to the baby roster.

Ultimately, these babies will be exchanged for more material goods and money from the divine nobles, who will then hang the babies on the sacred tree to provide for its growth and fruition.

Over thousands of years, countless corpses have clung to the sacred tree. Its flower buds have slowly formed, and perhaps it won't be long before it blooms.

Xue's Law once asked the people of the Starship Corps why the Divine Tree had to "eat people" to bear fruit.

The answer was that "humanoids" are primates, and their evolution is increasingly closer to that of the King. Regardless of whether their ancestors were dragons, burrowing mice, forest fairies, or some strange monsters, they would all gradually evolve to resemble the King.

The closer one gets to the Venerable King, the more "spirituality" one possesses, and the more powerful the fruit the divine tree can bear.

In other words, the Divine Tree does not absorb souls, blood, or energy; it absorbs the power of the Venerable King.

In other words, only fragments of the King of Kings are its best nourishment. If there are no fragments of the King of Kings, then the creatures that gradually grow into the shape of the King of Kings are the second best nourishment.

This is why the Mist Council goes to various civilized societies to plant trees. Uncivilized societies simply cannot produce good fruit; they may only produce some inferior fruit with little value, or they may not produce any fruit at all, and they may even be beaten up by the world consciousness.

The entire structure of this world was created to support the divine tree.

Similarly, the policies proposed by the world's nobles are based on this standard: degenerates can only receive one-third of the subsidy, while orcs receive no subsidy at all and may even be hunted down.

Xue Dinglu saw the hunting team, a half-orc holding a dead baby in its arms in the alley. It looked like a hairless baboon, somewhat similar to the "ghost demon" monster, the human ancestor in this world.

"Another orc. How come there are so many orcs in that factory?" the hunters said, looking at the dead orc.

"Who knows? But the rumor is that they used banned veterinary drugs, which is why the ratio of half-orcs to degenerates has increased. Oh well, we can't control that anyway." The hunting team member said as he burned the corpses.

They would still reluctantly collect the corpses of degenerated humans, but orcs have completely lost their value for recycling.

"It's said that she wasn't originally a half-orc, but a degenerate human mother who gave birth to 57 children. Apparently, one of her children has the potential to become a magician and is currently studying at a magic academy." After burning the corpse, the members of the hunting party talked about what they had seen and heard.

"Honestly, the lowly people below are messing around, causing the quality of children to get worse and worse, and there's also an overabundance of veterinary drugs. Which noble family is so idle that they're selling this stuff to the breeding factories below?"

"Shh, keep your voice down. We can't control this. Don't worry about it."

The two members of the hunting team left, and Xue Dinglu, who had been hiding in the shadows, finally emerged.

"A birth factory?" Just hearing the name, Xue Daolu probably already knew what this place was.

This is where people from the lower classes work, and their way of working is...

Childbirth...

The boss provides accommodation and food, and people work to support childbirth, but the boss takes the lion's share of the childbirth subsidies, and only a small portion ends up in the hands of the mothers who are working.

This small subsidy is their means of survival after they grow old and can no longer have children.

However, it seems that before these people from the lower classes can move on, the most important thing they should consider is how to avoid reverting to their ancestral, half-human, half-beast nature.

Xue Dinglu once again hid in the shadows, and he went to the birthing factory.

It was the same place he had imagined, but even worse. Everyone here was like a chicken in a coop, with their bellies swollen and their lower bodies exposed in a specific room.

Specialized personnel will deliver the babies, and the babies will be categorized into degenerate humans, ordinary humans, and the extremely rare magicians.

As for those who were born as half-orcs, they were killed on the spot.

People who have just given birth will receive large doses of veterinary drugs, including nine types of veterinary drugs and an oral medication, in order to help their bodies recover more quickly.

Perhaps the cycle can begin again just the day after giving birth.

Xue Dinglu closed his eyes. He suddenly understood the girl who sold her body for gold coins and wanted to continue studying at the magic academy.

Compared to the factories here, studying at a magic academy in the sunny noble district is such a pleasant life. They can even have their own hobbies, their own private dormitories, and dream of signing long-term contracts with the young masters of noble families, becoming their maids or nannies.

Furthermore, once you become a formal magician, you can be assigned a double dormitory room, and even start earning money without having children, thus beginning a brand new life.

"You magic apprentices, hurry up and finish your work today," said the person who seemed to be the overseer.

"Can we have fewer degenerates today? I can't stand the smell of them," complained a guy who seemed to be a male magic apprentice at the academy.

"Hurry up and get to work, there are more than 30 people waiting today."

Xue Dinglu looked over and indeed saw that they were commoner mage apprentices from the bottom level of the magic academy.

He had some suspicions at the time: if girls could sell their bodies to earn gold coins to pay for tuition, what about male magic apprentices?

Now we can see from Xue's Law the way they work.

……

He closed his eyes and silently recorded this experience in the book.

Right, everything is right.

Why would nobles establish this unreasonable magic academy in the most valuable location? Why would a noble academy allow a large number of pregnant, morally questionable commoner magicians to study there?

In fact, their tuition fees are shockingly expensive, outrageously expensive.

This is simply to squeeze out even the last drop of remaining value.

In order to earn tuition fees, the poor, ordinary magic apprentices must do everything they can to make money so that they can escape that cesspool of poverty.

So girls sold their reproductive rights to nobles, while boys sold their seeds in low-level factories.

These things can significantly improve the process of human degeneration throughout the world, reduce the rate of degenerated people, and give the sacred tree more spirituality.

Right, everything is right.

It truly is an absurd yet perfectly logical world.

If you don't have money, what kind of magic can you learn?
If you have no money, you either wallow in the cesspool or you fight tooth and nail to climb up, selling everything of your value to gain the resources and strength to do so.

Once I become a formal magician, everything will be alright. At that time, I will only be surrounded by gods, nobles, and other magicians. Who would know that I was once someone who had to swim like a butterfly in a cesspool to get ashore?
Once we get ashore, everything will be alright.

Is this the world truly ruled by the apostles?
In this light, the dragons and the Tyrannosaurus God can actually be considered human beings. The world they rule can be considered anthropomorphic. At the very least, they support the lower classes and teach them some emo and depressing stories and culture.

No wonder most dragons became depressed from this tree-planting lifestyle and had many suicidal impulses. They only gave up suicide under the influence of the dragon ancestors' promise of returning home, but all of them had an obsessive longing to return home.

……

"No, no! Let me go! Do you know my family?!" Suddenly, the girl's sharp and terrifying voice rang out from afar, and then her mouth was immediately covered.

"Hey, we've caught a weak female mage with no real ability. She's a perfect breeding ground. We can make a fortune from her," someone said.

"She didn't say she came from any particular family..."

"Hey, family, my foot! Would real noble female mages from families hang around in this low-level area? They probably just got lucky and became apprentices at the magic academy, but we caught them today, so they're the perfect magical nurtures."

"Anyway, once the face is slashed, the tongue is cut off, and the person takes dozens of veterinary drugs, naturally no one will be able to recognize them."

"Waaaaah..." The female mage struggled violently, but could only whimper.

The two thugs had absolutely no interest in the beautiful and lovely female mage; all they cared about was the pure pursuit of profit.

"The longer we wait, the more things might go wrong. Let's hand this over to the boss first; we'll get at least a few hundred gold coins." Just as they were about to leave the lounge and hand the female mage over to the boss...

Xue Dinglu suddenly emerged from the shadows as if teleporting, and the two were instantly sucked into the consciousness space, their fate unknown.

Seeing the person in the cage, who turned out to be Lan Lin'er, the daughter of the Mind Flayer, was quite an interesting encounter.

When the dirty rag was pulled out of her mouth, she immediately gagged and cried incessantly.

Today, she witnessed the most hellish world she had ever seen in her life—a birthing factory, a picture of hell. Any one of these things could pierce her nerves and shatter her worldview. How could she have ever seen such hell before?
However, just as she was about to become a part of this factory like the other mothers, Xue Daolu suddenly saved her as if an angel had descended.

Then he handed himself a strange long halberd weapon and said.

"Wake up, magician! Let's burn this place to ashes!"

　Today's update is 9.5K. Although it's been delayed until dawn, I know you don't like reading this, but it's necessary, so I'm rushing to catch up.

　　
　
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