A chat group for a certain tower warlock

"Flaming explosion!"

An incredibly hot fireball instantly engulfed CP0's body, burning it to ashes.

Slowly retracting his staff, Yarman looked at him and nodded. "Well done. Practice more when you get back, and just do this when you encounter enemies in the future. Also, here, this is my spare staff."

"Okay, thank you, boss!"

Ignoring the Doctor who was fiddling with his staff, Yarman continued walking forward, looking at Dumbledore beside him, "You sensed that person's presence too?"

"Yes, it's right at the very back of that garden," Dumbledore replied, his staff flashing like a firework tube, continuously unleashing dazzling spells to thwart those who rushed to attack them.

Unlike Yarman, Dumbledore's spells mostly only leave people half-dead; those hit won't get up but won't die either. However, if someone is hit by Yarman's spell, they will most likely die instantly.

The others also displayed their unique abilities. Lin Yi's flying sword never stopped, Tesla's electric staff turned anyone who touched it into carbon, Scranton's was even more bizarre, people who came near him would inexplicably fall down, and as for Veronica, no one even noticed her.

The group headed toward the center of Mary Geoise. Those who tried to stop them couldn't even slow them down; they fell to the ground one after another. However, as time went on, more and more people chose to be taken down by Dumbledore rather than by Yarman.

In just half an hour, the group arrived at the Mary Geoise Gardens, where five old men were standing in front of the gate.

Seeing the group approaching, the five old men did not stop them, but silently stepped aside to let them enter the garden, and followed them towards the deepest part of the garden.

Smelling the rich fragrance around him, Yarman breathed a sigh of relief, feeling refreshed. "This place is indeed a good place. No wonder the strongest people in this world like to stay here."

The group continued walking and arrived at the deepest part of the garden, where a figure sat upright. Upon seeing them, he turned around and asked, "Where do you come from?"

"We come from another world. Who are you?" Lin Yi stepped forward and said calmly. He wasn't afraid of the other side suddenly attacking. Firstly, he had already prepared return tickets, and secondly, they also had experts on their side. Even if the other side was strong, they shouldn't be unable to put up a fight.

"My name is Im. What do you want to do in my world?"

"We simply hope to copy the laws of your world and take them back for reference."

"Why should I give you copies?"

"We can make an exchange with you; we can give you a copy of the laws of our world."

"..."

Upon hearing this, the figure remained motionless in his seat, not making any movement. After pondering for a long time, he nodded. "Alright, I agree. You can begin copying."

Sensing the world's laws becoming clear in an instant, the group immediately began copying them.

Yarman was the first to finish copying. He took out an Originium from his pocket and threw it at the person sitting opposite him, saying, "This is the source of power for my world. Here you go."

The man caught the stone, examined it in his hand, nodded, and slowly put it into his pocket. "Alright, I'll take it. You can leave now."

Afterwards, he obtained local specialties from the others. Just as the group was about to leave, he stood up, looked at the wary group, and said, "I wonder if I could join you?"

"This one……"

Chapter 65: Isn't my crown being worn by you?

"Yarman, why do you think the group leader ultimately agreed to let Im join?" Wutong asked, looking at Yarman sitting opposite her, who was constantly drinking from his wine glass.

“Since we’ve already got the most valuable stuff, there’s no real need to acquire the remaining resources.” Yarman slowly put down his wine glass and looked at the doctor sitting opposite him. “They’re just some worthless materials and energy. There’s no rush for the world to advance, so it doesn’t really matter whether we have them or not.”

"There's one more thing. I remember the battle in Lungmen was only halfway through. How dare you come here?" Yarman looked at him and asked rhetorically, "Aren't you afraid that your little ones will be wiped out by the Reunion Movement?"

"I'm terrified! I'm so scared!"

"Then why do you still dare to run around?"

"Isn't it safe with Kal'tsit and the others watching over things?" The Doctor said, holding a glass of juice and looking at Yarman. "The medical staff are monsters. It's much better for them to keep watch than for me to give orders blindly."

"Makes sense."

"By the way, Yarman, what are you planning to do next?"

"What are we doing? Let's first input the newly acquired world laws into our world's law candidate area. I wouldn't dare to change the world laws randomly, what if I mess them up?" Yarman stretched and said leisurely, "The rest is just building houses and raising sheep."

"What about building houses and raising sheep?"

“Terra is just too small. It’s so small that I don’t even have room to stretch out my tentacles.” Yarman sighed and complained to him. “Now that we’ve found a way to expand the world, we should naturally build a bigger house, and preferably add a bigger swimming pool.”

“A swimming pool? Isn’t there a swimming pool? Siesta, or if all else fails, the sea next to Iberia.”

“I want to swim in the Starry Sea. What’s the point of swimming in water? If you’re going to swim, you have to swim in the Starry Sea.” Yarman looked at him with disdain and said, “Can Siesta even be called a sea? It’s just a puddle. The sea next to Iberia isn’t much bigger either; it’s just a small bathtub.”

So how big of a house and swimming pool do you want?

"We should at least have a planetary system, preferably like our old world, vast and boundless," Yarman said longingly, lying on the sofa. "Being able to swim freely in the starry sky would be such a wonderful thing! Just thinking about it makes me feel good."

"So that's why you're doing so many things?"

“Actually, it wasn’t like that at first. I didn’t even know it could be like this at first.” Yarman spread his hands innocently and explained to the doctor, “At first, Xiao Mo didn’t know what he was doing and suddenly released a bunch of people into our backyard. I didn’t think they were a threat, so I ignored them.”

"As more and more people came, things got busier, so I just casually set some rules for them and built them a place to stay. What's so strange about that?"

“Look at those people in Victoria who plant catnip in front of their houses, isn’t that what they do? And they actively lure the cats in. I didn’t do anything; they just came to me on their own.”

Looking at Yarman across from him, the doctor countered, "Then why don't you drive them away?"

"Why chase them away?" Yarman looked at him strangely and said, "If a flock of sheep suddenly ran onto the lawn behind your house, would you go and beat them up for no reason? They're here, so what? They even add some life to the place. Why chase them away? I think you've got something wrong with your head."

"...I see. So you're addicted to farming and simulation games now."

"Well... that's roughly the idea." Yarman thought for a moment, then slowly nodded. "Developing a world, cultivating an entire mobile city, it's kind of like a farming simulation game."

"Wow, you're playing this game pretty seriously!"

A voice came from outside the door, and Mostima walked in with a bottle of Colombian whiskey. "Here you go. This is a gift from your Mr. Henry. It's a symbol of friendship, I suppose."

"If you use alcohol as a symbol of friendship, then if I finish the alcohol, won't the friendship be over?" Yarman looked at the crystal-clear wine in front of him and slowly asked, stroking his chin.

He suddenly remembered a certain Eastern power and an Eastern island nation from his previous life. At that time, the island nation and the power suddenly became very friendly, and the island nation said it would provide free funding for the power to build a high-speed railway as a symbol of friendship. However, so many years have passed, and the power has not even acquired the land for the high-speed railway construction. So, is there still any friendship between them?

"..."×2

"Huh? Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you know this person? Mostima, my Sakorta pet."

"Snapped!"

Why did you hit me!

"Because you deserve a beating!" Mostima slowly withdrew her hand, then sat down next to him. She picked up Redberg's glass and filled the doctor's empty juice glass. "Ignore this idiot. He's just this abnormal when he's normal."

"Uh..." The Doctor looked at Mostima, who was pouring him wine, and then at the aggrieved Yarman beside her. He didn't know what to say for a moment. He had never seen such a... docile Yarman before.

"I want to drink too."

"Pour it yourself."

Sitting on the sofa, Yarman skillfully poured himself a glass of wine, then leaned against Mostima, who was sitting next to him. Mostima also skillfully turned slightly to make him more comfortable.

Looking at the two people leaning against each other across from him, the Doctor suddenly felt full, even a little stuffed.

“By the way, Little Mo.” Yarman reached out and stroked the horn on Mostima’s head, saying casually, “In a few days we can go to other worlds to play. Don’t worry, I’ve already made arrangements this time, and we will definitely go.”

"Oh."

You don't seem very happy.

"No, you said the same thing last time, and then you didn't go."

"Don't worry, I guarantee it this time, I can definitely do it!"

"Oh," Mostima replied calmly, then slapped away Yarman's hand that was stroking her horn. "Don't touch me, it tickles."

“Alright.” Yarman lowered his hand and looked at the Doctor across from him, who was holding a glass of beer and had been watching them. “Aren’t you going to drink? This is a fine Leitania Redberg beer.”

"Well... I don't drink alcohol."

"Huh? You don't know how!"

“You think everyone is a drunkard like you?” Mostima patted Yarman on the shoulder. “You’ll drink yourself to death sooner or later.”

"It's alright, I definitely won't die from drinking!" Yarman said confidently. He was joking, if alcohol could knock out an Ancient One, how could they have dominated the entire universe for so many years? They would have all died long ago.

With his current physical condition, he could drink a ton of alcohol without any problem, let alone just one glass.

As he spoke, he looked at the professor opposite him and asked, "How about it? Should I take you back now?"

“Alright then. By the way, Yarman, I’m planning to have Rhodes Island set up an office here.” The Doctor took out a piece of paper covered in writing from his pocket. “Sign this and agree to it.”

"Okay, Xiao Mo, go and sign it."

“No, it’s too much trouble.” Mostima refused outright, saying calmly, “You’re the city lord, not me.”

"But weren't you the one who wore my crown?"

"You insisted on making me wear it, what does it have to do with me!"

Watching the two people opposite him suddenly start arguing over signing the agreement, the Doctor silently took a sip of his drink. He was now completely certain that the relationship between the two was definitely not as simple as master and servant; they were most likely husband and wife, and a very intimate one at that.

Have you ever seen a pet wearing its owner's crown?

Chapter Sixty-Six: Who exactly are you?

"Ugh, this is such a hassle!" Yarman sat up straight, signed his name on the paper, and then lay back down. "Alright, here you go."

"Okay, thank you, boss!" The doctor took the paper and put it in his pocket. "By the way, Yarman, I need to borrow your door key. It's too expensive for me to go back using the time travel ticket."

"No need for all that trouble!" Yarman pulled his staff from his robes and tapped it lightly at him. "Let's go!"

Watching the Doctor being teleported away in an instant, Yarman breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally gone. Okay, let's get ready. We'll go out and play in a bit. Oh, and remember to bring your staff."

"You need to bring a magic staff when you go out to play?"

"Don't you bring any clothes or pants when you go out to play?"

"Is a staff made of clothes and pants?"

“The staff is a necessity of life, on par with clothes and trousers,” Yarman said matter-of-factly. He pulled the staff from his robes and gestured in front of Mostima. “We mages need a staff to live; it’s an essential resource for production and daily life.”

Do you understand what I'm saying?

“All I know is that you’re definitely taking me to a very dangerous world,” Mostima said calmly, looking at him. “Otherwise, why would you go to the lab?”

“...Oh, this is just to get something.” Yarman hesitated for a moment, then smiled and said, “Just some small things, nothing important.”

"What little thing?"

"It's just some simple protective gear, like protective equipment and energy shields, that's all." Yarman unconsciously waved his hands, gesturing as if trying to explain something.

"That's all?"

“Okay, that world is indeed a little dangerous, but that’s about it. Nothing else is a problem, and the scenery is absolutely beautiful.” Yarman patted his chest confidently. “I’ve seen it with my own eyes, it’s absolutely beautiful and absolutely interesting!”

“…Oh, okay.” Mostima was silent for a moment, then nodded. It didn’t matter. It was just going out with him for a walk. He could just treat it as a business trip to some remote corner. He shouldn’t have too high hopes.

An hour later, Mostima looked at Yarman, who was carrying a large pile of protective gear, and asked, "Are you going to war?"

“These are for you.” Yarman took out a black cross and gently hung it around Mostima’s neck. “There’s no danger over there for me, but it is for you. Here, take a few more. Wear this one around your waist, and this one too…”

"Alright, alright!" Mostima looked at the eight crosses and five jade pendants hanging on her chest, slapped Yarman away, and took off most of them, leaving only one cross and one jade pendant at her waist. "Alright, don't wear them anymore, they look too stupid."

"It makes me feel like a small-time vendor selling fake jewelry at the docks."

"Alright then, once we're ready, let's set off."

"Aren't you planning to bring any clothes or anything?"

"Aren't there options for restoring to original condition and giving it a fresh new look? I don't need that."

"Then I won't take them. Let's go."

…………

Mary Geoise, the deepest part of the garden.

"boom!"

A beam of light shot down from the sky, and two figures appeared within it. Looking at Im sitting at the top, Yarman said with a smile, "Hello, I've come to visit your world. I remember telling you about it a few days ago."

“…Yes, I know.” Im sat down, looking at the two below. She was silent for a moment, then looked at him and said, “So you’ve come. By the way, did you bring the Originium?”

“This…” Yarman’s face stiffened. He had forgotten about this. He thought for a moment, then took out a cross inlaid with Originium from his pocket and threw it at Im. “This thing has Originium on it.”

“Alright.” Im took the cross, took out a card from his pocket, and tossed it to Yarman. “Here you go. Within the World Government’s control, all your expenses will be covered by the World Government.”

"Thanks!" Yarman took the card, nodded to Im, and said, "I'm off now."

"Ah."

Holding the astonished Mostima's hand, Yarman said, "See, I told you I would take you to other worlds, and the scenery in these worlds is absolutely beautiful. See, I did it!"

Looking at the various beautiful flowers around her, Mostima ignored Yarman beside her. The scenery here was enough to shock anyone who came for the first time; it was simply too beautiful.

Seeing Mostima captivated by the scenery, Yarman didn't say much, but simply led her forward, silently appreciating the surrounding scenery and smelling the fragrance of flowers.