Simultaneous travel: all abstract fun people

Chapter 300: The Tragic Life of a Wizard Who Was Single-Handedly Killed by Thorns in a Fairy Tale World

After all, the entire martial arts world has changed drastically, and no matter what, Roger couldn't possibly fail to notice.

When Zhang Sanfeng preached on Mount Wudang, the Tai Chi Yin and Yang symbol appeared in the air.

Wu Yazi performed the Northern Darkness Divine Skill at Leigu Mountain, and the phantom of a giant Kun swirled in the sky.

The Shaolin Temple was bathed in Buddhist light, and the sweeping monk was enlightened and preached the Dharma, as if a living Buddha had descended to earth.

Roger noticed all these changes, but he always felt that something was still missing.

"The world has not been improved enough."

"The martial arts world has now risen from low-level to high-level."

"The real change is not yet complete."

"When the sacred sites of Taoism and Buddhism truly appear, and even some random chieftain of Black Wind Stronghold can transform into a black tiger and descend the mountain, then it will be considered complete."

"And this is just the beginning."

The real era of change is not just about the rise of a few masters, but about the restructuring of the entire global combat power system.

Roger stopped thinking about it, sat cross-legged, and slowly closed his eyes.

Consciousness sank, and the next moment—

He had already appeared in the Gray Fog Hall.

Roger looked around, his gaze sweeping over that familiar corner.

Ok?
He raised an eyebrow, his expression changing slightly.

There's nobody here today!
The entire gray fog hall was empty, without a single ghost in sight.

He originally thought he would run into a few familiar faces, such as himself from the prehistoric world, himself from the Naruto world, or himself from the Marvel world.

Now, he's all alone.

Roger shrugged, seemingly unconcerned.

He walked to a corner of the hall, randomly chose a spot to squat down, and waited silently while looking at the round table.

"Maybe a new person will arrive in a little while?"

He thought to himself, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.

Sure enough, before long, gray mist began to swirl around one of the seats at the round table.

The cloud of gray mist stirred gently in the air, gradually condensing into shape.

Immediately afterwards, a figure slowly emerged.

It was a young man, dressed in a long black robe, with a wand-shaped badge pinned to his chest, and his hair was disheveled.

He looks like a wizard.

It's very likely that they've traveled to a magical world.

Roger's eyes lit up: "Here comes a new face!"

He almost instinctively stepped forward and reached out to touch the other person.

The next moment, their memories and powers resonated instantly, and information flooded into his mind like a tidal wave.

This newcomer, Roger, is indeed a wizard.

He traveled to a mixed fairy tale world.

This world is not just a single "Snow White" or "Cinderella", but a hodgepodge that incorporates almost all classic fairy tale elements.

There are Snow White, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid, and even Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf.

As soon as Roger, a newcomer, transmigrated, he became a baby and was adopted by an old witch with a wrinkled face and a garlicky accent.

This old witch claimed to be a black magic wizard, but her greatest hobby every day was cooking soup in the house and chanting spells over the soup pot.

Under her guidance, the newcomer Roger began his studies on the path to becoming a wizard.

From the most basic lighting techniques to how to turn a frog into a prince, and then to how to summon a pumpkin carriage on a full moon night, he tried them all. Although the success rate was not high, his spirit was commendable.

Finally, one day, the old witch nodded in satisfaction:
"You have mastered basic magic knowledge and are ready to go out and gain experience."

After saying that, she packed up the newcomer Roger and sent him out the door, also giving him a tattered magic book and a piece of dry bread as a bonus.

This magic book looks dusty and grimy, with most of the cover missing, as if it had been salvaged from a garbage dump.

But its function is quite amazing.

Once the newcomer Roger learns the previous magic, the pages will automatically turn, unlocking the next page.

As for that piece of dry bread...

It returns to its original state every morning, no matter how much it ate the day before. Even if it finishes eating everything, it reappears next to you after a night's sleep.

It's neither scientific nor magical.

But considering this is a fairy tale world.

That's right!

That's absolutely right.

After all, in this fairy tale world, the wizards' magical settings are more and more outrageous than the last.

Some people can turn a princess into a dragon with a wave of their hand.

Someone can turn all the humans in the kingdom into animals with a single spell.

There are also people who can turn a magic wand into a giant tree that reaches the sky.

Strangely, although these magicians are all incredibly powerful, they can all be stabbed through the heart by an ordinary mortal prince with a rusty sword, whenever the plot requires it.

So, Roger, the newcomer, set off on his travels with the magic book and some dry bread.

As he progressed, his magical skills also improved continuously.

A few days ago, Roger, a newcomer, arrived in a thorny, almost isolated kingdom.

Legend has it that a beautiful princess once lived here, who fell into a deep sleep due to a curse from an evil witch, and only a kiss of true love could awaken her.

This premise sounds like a huge trap.

But the newcomer Roger still arrived.

Just as he was preparing to take on his first main quest, he was pricked by those seemingly harmless but actually extremely lethal thorns.

These thorns are not only incredibly sharp, but they also release hallucinogenic venom.

The newcomer Roger suddenly felt dizzy and passed out.

When he woke up again, he was already sitting in a seat in the Gray Fog Hall.

The surrounding area was shrouded in a hazy gray fog.

Across from him, a man with a calm expression was quietly watching him.

That man was also named Roger.

And she looks exactly like him!
"Welcome to the Gray Fog Hall."

Roger said calmly.

Newcomer Roger was completely bewildered: "Where is this? Who are you? Why do we look exactly alike?"

Roger Zongwu did not answer, but only gave a meaningful smile.

"Take a good look through your memories."

The newcomer Roger then understood.

So they both have the same cheat code!
In other words, he wasn't the only one who traveled to this world.

Instead, there were countless Rogers, each traveling to different worlds, cultivating their skills, and causing trouble on their own.

And now, they are connected to each other through this mysterious hall of gray fog.

"So you are all me?"

The newcomer, Roger, asked tentatively.

Roger nodded: "In a way, yes."

"But everyone's experiences are different, their choices are different, and their power systems are different."

"For example, I am a master in a cross-world martial arts world, relying on martial arts cultivation."

"And you..."

"It looks like it belongs to the magic family."

The newcomer, Roger, looked down at his tattered book and sighed.

"Indeed, although it's magic-based, it's fairy tale magic."

Roger patted him on the shoulder, his voice tinged with encouragement:

"Don't be discouraged, fairy tale magic is still magic."

"At least fairy tale magic has many unconventional skills."

Newcomer Roger: "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)