Death Wizard Diary.

Chapter 459 Metropolis

The boss had already finished observing Thor and Agu, then shoved aside the boy who was about to reply and stood to Thor's side.

He bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Yes, sir, since the Archaeological City issued its third recruitment order three years ago, the few remaining people in the town have all moved there. Now, only orphans, the elderly, and the sick remain in the town. If I didn't have this inn to run, I wouldn't be here."

"Urbanization?" Thor hadn't expected the archaeological city of Stir to have developed to this extent, but could the basic productivity of this era keep up?

"If everyone moves to Archaeologist City, what will happen to the agricultural settlements? We can't rely solely on trade, can we?"

Saul's question stumped the boss.

He had no choice but to rephrase it.

"Then who will farm the land?"

"Oh, farming was done by serfs and, and..." The innkeeper understood Saul's question this time, but forgot his words halfway through his answer.

"With magical tools, sir!" The boy seemed quite clever and immediately addressed Thor in the same way his boss did.

He noticed that Thor wasn't from the neighborhood, and carefully explained, "Magic tools are some magical items made by Bydon Academy, but ordinary people can use them too, and they're incredibly powerful. Farming time only needs to be halved!"

Bai Dong Academy actually produced a batch of magical tools that ordinary people can use?

It should be a simple witchcraft tool.

But how do they address the issue of ordinary people being exposed to radiation when using witchcraft tools?

Moreover, wherever there is magic and spiritual power, there is a possibility of pollution.

Even a second-level wizard apprentice would have some means to resolve the pollution if they were a wizard.

But how can ordinary people deal with the pollution caused by using witchcraft tools?

They may not even be able to protect themselves.

Thor had initially wanted to ask them what those molds looked like, but then thought better of it. Even if these people had seen them, they wouldn't understand the real core of the technology; it was better for him to see for himself.

The boy opposite me was like a chatterbox that had been opened, continuing his introduction, "The book says that those molds used for farming in the suburbs are just the simplest molds. The truly powerful ones are those large factories in Archista City. It is said that even ordinary people can create more powerful magical tools with the help of magical artifacts. If I didn't need to stay here to take care of my grandfather, I would definitely have gone to the city to work with my brother Luffy."

The boy wanted to say something more, but the hotel owner pulled him away.

Saul glanced at the innkeeper and sensed that when the man heard about the factories in the city, his expression didn't show the same longing as the little boy.

There was even a hint of fear.

Saul then asked some more questions, which the little boy enthusiastically answered, saying he had learned them from a book. Saul suggested the book if he wanted a comprehensive understanding of Archaeology, as it explained things very clearly.

When asked about the book's title, it turned out to be the very novel the boy and the innkeeper had just been reading.

Just hearing the name makes it seem unreliable.

The innkeeper then returned to the counter, pulled out a brand-new copy of the same novel, and offered it to Saul. "Please accept this, sir. It's free. These books were given to us for free by the city so we could give them to our guests."

The owner didn't mention that he had always charged tourists for the money when he took it out before.

Thor accepted the book without hesitation, then stopped asking the two men questions and followed the boy into the adjacent courtyard.

The hotel owner next door even came over to bring us food, showing great hospitality.

As they left, Saul overheard the little boy muttering about wanting to work in a factory.

The innkeeper seemed unwilling to lose his last waiter, saying that the magical artifacts from those factories had eaten people.

The boy nonchalantly replied that it was because the workers had operated improperly and had not followed the regulations.

Upon hearing this, Saul shook the book in his hand, deciding to finish reading it before entering the city.

The next morning, Thor and his party left the inn and continued their journey to Archaeost City.

Last night, Thor read his first extracurricular book in the three years since his transmigration. But he skipped over the parts that were clearly just wishful thinking and focused on the details of life in the city.

It turned out that these details also needed to be enclosed in quotation marks.

The book describes the many dangers and even some strange events that the farmer John encounters after entering the city, but in the end, these events all turn out to be caused by the wickedness of human nature or the lack of diligence of others.

The book mentions wizards, but only briefly, clearly not daring to go into detail.

The wizards in the book are mysterious, powerful, and wise beings. Every time they develop a new magical artifact, it brings tremendous changes to the lives of ordinary people.

Despite Marsh driving the carriage, they still spent most of the day on the road. By the time the carriage arrived at the foot of Archista, the sun was already setting again.

A vast city bathed in orange-red sunlight appeared before Thor.

The towering skyscrapers seemed to transport Saul back to his original world.

Archaeological city of St. John is built on a hillside, with the sea on its southwest and southwest sides. To the north is a low hill with a gentle slope, and only the east side is flat enough for vehicles to enter and exit.

Outside the city was a wall that wasn't too high, with soldiers on guard. Every few meters along the wall was a giant crossbow, and every hundred meters there was a square hole.

It was mentioned in the book about Little John going to town that there was a magic crystal cannon hidden in the hole, which could be detonated by an ordinary person.

Three entrances to the city were opened in the eastern wall, and long queues formed at each one.

But as Saul's wagon approached, two soldiers immediately rode up on horseback.

One of them held a compass in his hand, checked it twice, and then dismounted and came to Saul's side.

"Respected Wizard, you do not need to queue to enter the city. Please follow us this way."

Thor opened the car door, looked at the compass in the soldier's hand, and found it very interesting.

His car had no markings indicating his wizard status, yet the other person, who was clearly an ordinary person, was able to identify him as a wizard from such a distance.

Clearly, it was the compass in his hand that was working.

Thor used to live in the Wizarding Tower, where magical artifacts were either used for fighting or for research; there was very little infrastructure like this that made things convenient for the public.

Guided by the two knights, the group arrived at the fourth entrance.

The city gates and nearby city walls are decorated with concealed magic arrays.

Once inside the radiation range of the magic array, the surrounding noise immediately quieted down.

The two knights deliberately stopped outside the magic circle, bowed, and then left.

At this moment, another person came forward, wearing a blue and white uniform. It was a simple style, very well-designed, yet it wouldn't hinder movement.

The other person's cuffs, collar, and hem are adorned with two silver embroidered threads.

"Good afternoon, sir," the other person said from outside the car. "Welcome to Archaeologists. I am Dumar, a second-level apprentice at Bydon Academy. Would you mind registering your identity?"

Agu walked out without letting the other person see what was happening inside the carriage.

"How do you say it's convenient, and how do you say it's inconvenient?"

Dumar's smile remained unchanged as he pulled two metal cards from his front pocket.

One is red, and the other is blue.

"We naturally respect your wishes. In Archista, many places require a pass for entry and exit, and for purchasing. Therefore, we have prepared two types of passes for you. The blue one will simply register your information to facilitate our services. The red one is an anonymous pass, which can be provided for most services, but for core services, you may need to present the corresponding proof to process it. Of course, your basic living needs will not be a problem."

Dumar politely handed both passes to Agu.

Let him choose.

(End of this chapter)