Wizard: I have ten trillion nanomachines

After storing the nanomachines in the brain space, the convoy continued south.

Another two weeks have passed since then.

The initial novelty and curiosity had long since been worn away during the long and tedious journey, replaced by the restlessness that the young people could hardly hide.

The scenery outside the window changed from a desolate dense forest to a frozen river, and then to a withered grassland, so monotonous that it made one drowsy.

The long and arduous journey left everyone looking weary, not to mention the unspeakable inconveniences.

The first thing to do is to take a bath.

In their own mansions, servants would prepare hot water so they could comfortably wash away their fatigue.

But nowadays, the wind is biting cold in the wild. Not to mention hot water, it takes some effort to even find a clean water source. So we can only use the clean water we carry with us to wipe ourselves down.

The dust and sweat on their bodies made these pampered aristocratic children suffer terribly.

"Just bear with it, we'll be at Golden Village in a few more days." In the carriage, a young nobleman rubbed his aching legs, his tone filled with self-consolation. "I heard from my father that it's incredibly luxurious there, even more magnificent than the royal palace."

"Exactly!" another girl immediately chimed in, a glint of longing in her eyes. "Even if they can't detect any wizarding talent, it'll be worth it to have some fun there."

"That's true, but I don't know if I have enough gold coins." Someone worriedly touched the money pouch at his waist. The luxury of Golden Manor was famous throughout the continent, and the cost of living was naturally astonishingly high. Even ordinary nobles had to think twice before spending money.

Luo Kunlun turned a deaf ear to the complaints and expectations of the young people.

He still sits quietly in the corner of the carriage every day, sometimes closing his eyes to regulate his breathing, sometimes stroking the Mo Yuan Greatsword and feeling the metallic vibration of the blade.

The tedium of the journey was insignificant to him; the only thing he was concerned about was the Golden Village he was about to visit.

The convoy headed south, passing through forests, crossing rivers, and traversing grasslands.

The journey was not without its challenges. They encountered a pack of hungry wolves, those ravenous beasts that were fearless and charged at the convoy.

They also encountered bandits entrenched in the mountain roads, numbering over a hundred, armed with knives and guns, attempting to rob the caravan.

But these minor characters don't require Luo Kunlun's intervention at all.

Faced with well-trained and well-equipped knights, the beasts and bandits were no match for them and were easily defeated. They either knelt down and begged for mercy or died by the knights' blades.

As you travel further south, the climate gradually warms up.

The biting cold wind disappeared, replaced by a warm breeze carrying moisture. Tender green grass and trees began to appear along the roadside, and migratory birds could even be seen perched on the branches.

At the same time, they encountered other convoys heading to Golden Village more often.

Fortunately, they encountered a convoy from a friendly family. After exchanging names, they traveled together.

After a long journey of one month and twelve days, the convoy finally arrived at the southern coast of the mainland when the distant horizon appeared and the salty sea breeze hit them.

From a distance, Golden Estate was nothing like the winery everyone imagined; it was a large, heavily fortified city.

The towering stone wall is built against the mountain and extends to the sea. The wall is carved with intricate patterns, and a golden flag flutters at the top, shining brightly in the sunlight.

The residents of the city lead a life different from everyone else on the mainland.

They do not cultivate the land, fish at sea, or participate in trade. Their only livelihood is to provide the finest wines, delicacies, and entertainment to wizards and nobles from various countries who come from afar during the talent testing period every four years.

The service, which is offered once every four years, allows them to earn enough gold coins to last them four years without opening a business, and then make enough to live on for four years or even half a lifetime.

The convoy stopped at the designated area outside Golden Village, where servants who had been waiting rushed forward to guide everyone to their accommodations.

The noblemen straightened their clothes and took out the carefully prepared gifts.

With rare monster pelts, fine ores, and gold coins they carried, they walked spiritedly toward the city gate.

The city gate was packed with people, creating a lively and bustling atmosphere.

Noble sons, knights, guards, servants and maids from all over the continent came in an endless stream, each with an expectant and excited expression, speaking in different accents.

After registering their talent test information at the accommodation three days later, Charlie, Isa, and Wu Ke couldn't wait to join the group of tourists.

Golden Manor's unique status makes it the only place on the continent that no one dares to provoke.

This is the location designated by wizards for talent testing. No force dares to cause trouble here. As long as you don't violate the internal laws of Golden Manor, you can enjoy yourself safely and without worry.

In a sense, Golden Manor is an independent little kingdom, and the manor lord is the supreme ruler here.

Not far outside the city is a bustling port.

The enormous dock stretched out into the sea, where several strangely shaped giant ships were moored. Their massive hulls and sails blocked out the sky; these were the transoceanic vessels that the wizards used to travel on.

According to the rules of Golden Manor, the wizards will appear on the day of the talent test, three days later.

Luo Kunlun did not join the others in sightseeing; instead, he went to the registration desk alone to confirm his eligibility for testing.

The servant in charge of registration was a kind-faced middle-aged man dressed in a neat uniform. When he saw Luo Kunlun arrive, he quickly stood up and bowed, his gaze lingering on him for a moment with a hint of barely perceptible doubt.

"Sir, are you sure you want to participate in the talent test in three days?" The servant asked respectfully, but couldn't help asking another question.

Luo Kunlun looks to be about twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Most people of this age have already been tested during their teenage years.

No, people of that age rarely participate in testing.

Because there are so few talented people, the young nobles come here just to try their luck. Most people come here for pleasure and to ask the wizards for help, hoping to get some medicine to strengthen their bodies and delay aging when the wizards come.

It's really rare to see someone of Luo Kunlun's age still participating in the testing.

"Confirmed." Luo Kunlun's tone was flat, without any further explanation.

Although we had tried Samuel's parchment scroll before and there was no reaction, that parchment scroll was, after all, just a folk testing tool, not a testing method exclusively for wizards, so there was no guarantee that it wouldn't miss something.

Moreover, even if it is ultimately confirmed that he has no wizarding talent, his purpose for this trip will not change; he must travel by ship to the Wizarding Continent.

To have those wizards' giant ships carry him along, he naturally had to pay a price, and Lokunlun had already prepared his bargaining chip: the wizarding artifact ring he had seized from Graxis.

Based on the ring's performance, exchanging it for a ticket to the Wizarding Continent might not be a problem.

Seeing that Luo Kunlun was determined, the servant stopped asking questions, quickly took out a register, recorded his information, and handed him a wooden plaque with a number engraved on it: "Sir, please bring this plaque to participate in the test in three days. The wizard will personally make the judgment."

Luo Kunlun took the wooden plaque, nodded, and turned to walk towards a quiet corner of the city's garrison.