A chat group for a certain tower warlock

"This... it shouldn't be more or less!" Yarman savored the power he had just felt, a look of amazement on his face. "It's truly amazing!"

“If you two need the method to cultivate this power, I can give it to you.” The sorcerer said, taking out a booklet from a cabinet under his desk and placing it on the table.

Looking at the thin booklet in front of him, Mostima asked in confusion, "Why is it so thin?"

“Because this is a new system, everyone is still exploring it.” The mage smiled and opened the booklet. “These are the currently publicly available cultivation methods. As for more in-depth methods, each school has its own. Our association prefers to use Originium for cultivation.”

"What about that association over there?" Yarman suddenly asked, pointing in a direction.

The sorcerer paused, his smile fading slightly. He said calmly, "They, of course, added their strange witchcraft into it, turning it into something neither human nor ghost. Such pure power has been turned into a hodgepodge in their hands, a complete waste."

"..."×2

The two men exchanged a glance. It seemed the conflict between the two associations was more intense than they had imagined, and the opposing association actually researched witchcraft—that was truly…

Looking at the two silent figures opposite him, the sorcerer smiled and said, "This is just a matter of our paths. Oh, right, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Jeremy. What are your names?"

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Wizard Jeremy. My name is Yarman (Mostima).” ×2

Looking at the two people opposite him speaking in unison, Jeremy was stunned for a moment, then confirmed his suspicions: these two were definitely a married couple, a wise couple, this was truly...

“Very well, Sage Yarman, Great Sage Mostima.” Jeremy nodded with a smile, then suddenly changed the subject, asking the two, “What brings you two to our association?”

“Well…” Yarman touched his nose awkwardly, then looked up and said with a slightly embarrassed smile, “This is… we were planning a trip, but we discovered…”

"Travel requires some funds, but we only have a little right now... you know."

"Ah! I understand, I understand!" Jeremy immediately understood. So they came looking for work. That made things simple. The two sages could do a lot of things. Anyway, these days, high-end technical talents are needed everywhere.

With the popularization of Originium Arts education and education in various subjects, more and more people have acquired certain knowledge, which is good, as it has suddenly increased the labor force in the low-end intellectual labor market.

However, this only highlights the extreme shortage of talent in the high-end intellectual market. Among a large group of ordinary talents, it is difficult to find even one high-end talent, which is undoubtedly a headache.

What's even more troublesome is that, in order to meet the urgent demand for high-end jobs, people have started to choose some mid-level talents to do high-end jobs, which has created more problems, since they are not good at these jobs.

Looking at the two people opposite him, Jeremy immediately said, "If you two are looking for some start-up capital for your travels, our association has many jobs available for you. Please rest assured that payment is made in advance before work begins, and the pay is generous, the environment is good, and the staff are friendly."

How could their attitude be bad? We've been waiting for this chef for ages, how dare they have a bad attitude?

Sitting in their chairs, the two exchanged a glance, and Yarman cautiously asked, "So, what do we need to give in return?"

“This is very simple. You two just need to fill out this form.” Jeremy took out two forms and two pens and placed them in front of the two of them. “This is the contract with our association.”

"After signing the contract, you two can choose your preferred tasks through the association's platform. You only need to hand over 3% of the payment to the association. If you encounter someone who defaults on payment, the association will subsidize the payment!"

It sounds like a pretty good deal.

Looking at the form in front of them, the two of them picked up pens and started filling it out without prior arrangement. This contract was indeed good, and even if the other party planted traps in it, they were not afraid.

Anyway, the two of them together are enough to wipe out most of the association, so I doubt they would dare to do anything underhanded.

After placing the completed contract in front of Jeremy, Yarman looked at him and asked, "So where do we go to pick up the commission now?"

“This is very simple.” Jeremy drew his staff and waved it lightly in the air. A faint magical fluctuation flashed, and a magical screen appeared in the air. “That’s it. This is the magical fluctuation frequency used exclusively by our association. It can directly connect to the association’s internal magical network.”

"...My God!" Yarman was shocked once again. They had even researched the frequency of magical vibrations and had a magical network. Even Letania didn't have that. It was truly terrifying!

How did these people manage to study magic to such an extent?

Jeremy was stunned as he looked at the two people he was targeting. He slowly asked, "These are just some minor tricks. Why are you two so shocked?"

"..."×2

“Alright, if I may ask, where do you two come from?” Jeremy looked at them and asked cautiously, “South, West, North, or perhaps the Holy City, or maybe the Great World beyond?”

"...The vast world beyond?" Yarman paused, narrowing his eyes slightly as he stared at Jeremy. "What is that?"

"According to the young astrologer on the northwestern border, we are in an independent little world, but outside of that little world there is a larger world. In that world, there is a huge planet where civilization is not yet advanced, but biological evolution is very advanced."

"..."×2

"But now he suddenly says that there are two more visible planets in that world, one just like the original planet, and the other enormous, but unfortunately it's gone out of service," Jeremy recounted vividly. "However, nobody really believes it. How can a world change like that?"

"Less than a century after the last narration, he changed his previous observations, which made people distrust him and feel that he was a boastful madman."

After listening to his words, Yarman remained silent for a long time. He raised his head and slowly said, "Is it possible, I mean, possible, that what he said is true, that the world has changed so quickly?"

"It might have been possible before, but it's absolutely impossible now!"

"why?"

"It's been confirmed that the Starry Sky Academy in the Northwest has gone mad. Ever since he finished that narration, he's been talking nonsense every day, writing strange symbols, and saying unorthodox things. It's been confirmed that he's insane."

As he spoke, Jeremy sighed with emotion, "Such a great sage, gone mad, what a pity! How could such an outstanding young genius suddenly stop believing in any truth?"

"What a pity for such a genius!"

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Chapter 148: Don't talk about danger, I only care about the money!

Hearing his words, the two exchanged another glance, and Yarman's lips curled into a sarcastic smile. This was truly... dark humor. At first, people thought he was right, but when he overturned his own conclusions, people thought he had gone mad and completely expelled him from the system.

But who knew that what he said was actually true? In that short period of time, the world underwent a tremendous transformation, becoming a much larger world with two planets.

And going forward, the world will undoubtedly change even more rapidly and dramatically.

Sitting in the chair, Yarman drew his staff and waved it somewhat awkwardly in the air. A light screen appeared in the air, and he hesitated before placing his hand on it, gently sliding it across the screen. Watching the squares flash by, he asked in confusion, "Are these the missions?"

"Yes, our association has achieved spell programming. What you see now is our association's spell software. It only requires a tiny amount of energy to remain open and connected indefinitely," Jeremy said proudly. "Our association's spell core has already achieved three million concurrent connections!"

Looking at the screen before him, Yarman nodded seriously. The things here were truly eye-opening for him. Spell programming—it was simply a genius idea! The person who invented this thing was a genius!

Writing this down might give the original owner some ideas, right?

Yarman silently kept this in mind. He started swiping on the screen and soon spotted a mission. It wasn't because the mission was particularly interesting, but because it offered a lot of money and seemed simple: to investigate an unknown event.

"What do you think of this?" Yarman opened the mission and said to Mostima, "Explore the underground factory cluster left over from the ancient pioneering era and find out why it continues to generate alarming radiation."

"Don't ask me if it's okay, just tell me how much money I have!" Mostima leaned in and said bluntly.

"One mission, five hundred Life Essence Iron Coins!"

"Alright, let's do it!" Mostima sat back down in her chair, crossed her legs, and patted Yarman on the shoulder. "Don't hesitate, this is the mission. Let's set off right away!"

"Okay, I'll get right away..."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you two." Jeremy suddenly spoke up, interrupting the two men. Meeting their puzzled gazes, he said with a wry smile, "This mission is very dangerous."

"I know, otherwise it wouldn't be worth 500 Life Essence Iron Coins."

“I mean, this mission is extremely dangerous, not just ordinary dangerous. More than one sage has already entered it and then disappeared without a trace.” Jeremy patiently explained, “Actually, this mission was only worth 5 coins at first, but as the number of missing persons increased, it…”

After listening to Jeremy's words, Yarman slowly nodded. He looked at Mostima and said, "What do you think? Should we accept this mission or not? We might not be able to come back."

Mostima raised an eyebrow slightly after hearing this and casually said, "Are you afraid? I'm not."

"Then I'm not afraid, this is it!" Yarman clicked on the task in front of him, and looking at the task information that kept refreshing in front of him, he got up and walked towards the door.

Seeing that Yarman had left, Mostima stood up and bowed slightly to the shocked Jeremy. "Thank you for your explanation, Chairman Jeremy. We'll be on our way now."

"You...sigh." Jeremy sighed helplessly. What's done is done, so he could only offer his blessings: "In that case, I can only wish you both good fortune in your military endeavors."

"Thank you for your blessing, we'll be going now." Mostima nodded and turned to leave.

Watching the two leave, Jeremy sighed helplessly. Two powerful individuals had just stepped into the pit and disappeared without leaving any results. It was truly a pity!

Walking down the building's stairwell, the two chatted as they went. Yarman casually remarked, "I don't know why he's so nervous. It's just a historical site, isn't it?"

"Think about those ancient ruins on Terra. With your current strength, would you dare to just wander into them?"

“That makes sense!” Yarman nodded and continued walking. “The data has been sent over. The location isn’t far from here, only twenty kilometers away. It’s a large industrial area. The mission entrance is three hundred meters down from the center of the industrial area, below which are the ancient ruins.”

“Three hundred meters down… wait a minute, are they just building factories right on top of ancient ruins?” Mostima asked, somewhat puzzled. “Also, how do we get there?”

“Um… to be precise, it’s like they’re constantly adding to ancient ruins.” Yarman said in surprise, “According to the data, many factories were built on top of the previous generation of factories, and even the main supporting beams were shared. If they needed to go up, they would simply extend the original main supporting beams!”

“The employer’s car was already on its way after we received the assignment.”

Upon hearing this, Mostima paused for a moment, then said earnestly, "This reminds me of Lentinium, where they also built a new factory directly on top of an old one."

"This... no wonder we're from the same world, we all think exactly the same way."

“I suddenly don’t want to go anymore,” Mostima said dejectedly. She sighed, “Just think about it, we have to go down hundreds of meters of stairs. I’m already tired just thinking about it.”

She leaned against Yarman, wrapped her arms around him, and whispered weakly in his ear, "I'm tired, Yarman, I can't walk anymore. Carry me."

"You, a legendary wizard, are you asking me, a great wizard, to carry you? Do you think that's reasonable?"

"That makes sense, absolutely right!"

Looking at Mostima, who was clinging to him with her eyes closed and refusing to let go, Yarman sighed. He squatted down helplessly and stretched out his hands behind him. "Alright, alright, get on."

Mostima skillfully straddled him, holding his ear with her left hand and pointing ahead with her other finger. "Let's go, let's set off now!"

"Sigh!" Yalman sighed again, put his staff back in his pocket, and said to Mostima behind him, "Go down the stairs. Once you're on the first floor, come down here!"

“Of course, of course!” Mostima nodded seriously, and said matter-of-factly, “Your body isn’t as comfortable or fast as a car, so I definitely have to get off and ride in the car!”

Hearing her words, Yarman slid forward slightly, shook his head helplessly, and carried Mostima downstairs. Soon, the two arrived at the second floor, next to the hall they had just been in.

At this moment, the entrance to the hall was crowded with people. All the sorcerers wanted to see these two sages from out of town, and also wanted to see what kind of deity dared to take on that task.

"..."×n

The two groups stared at each other for a long time before Yarman turned and walked downstairs. After the two left, a new round of heated discussion broke out in the hall.

Upon arriving on the first floor, the two walked out of the building and went to the reception building that the association had set up separately on the side. They had only waited for less than five minutes when the factory owners' cars arrived at the door.

Several people dressed in glamorous formal attire came forward and invited the two into the car. Then, they sped off towards the factory area, where the factory owners had been itching to get in.

The radiation had severely impacted their factory's profits. The thought of losing money every day drove them crazy. Now that someone was finally willing to deal with it, they naturally didn't want to wait a moment longer!

Every minute you wait is a minute more money you lose!

Chapter 149: I'm 49500 years older than you, little boy

"Tap, tap, tap..." ×n (Disorganized and cautious)

As the group walked up the iron staircase in the factory's underground area, Yarman looked at the security captain walking beside him and asked earnestly, "Mr. Zhang, how much longer until we reach our destination?"

The security captain, holding his tools, stared at them as he walked, cautiously replying, "Your Excellency, it depends on this machine. As long as the radiation level it displays is above 20, then..."

"So, the range of this radiation is gradually increasing, right?" Yarman asked again.

The security captain carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead, forcing a smile. "Yes, yes, Sage, it is indeed spreading. When it was first discovered, it was 500 meters deep, then it became 400 meters, and now it's 300 meters... wait!"

Feeling the strange power in front of him, Yarman turned to the security captain, "What's wrong? Are you twenty?"

"Yes, yes, sir," the security captain stammered, fiddling with the small machine in his hand and glancing up at the sky every now and then. His face was pale and filled with terror. "It's only 276 meters now! It's risen another 24 meters!"

Looking at the terrified security captain, Yarman asked curiously, "I'd like to ask, if it were you... I mean, ordinary people, what would happen if they were exposed to this kind of radiation for a long time?"

"This...this..." The security captain's face turned even paler. He took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. He answered tremblingly, "Those who were exposed to radiation for more than 20 minutes all went insane. Some died, and some walked down on their own."

"Did you go down?"

“Yes, sir, they went underground.” The security captain pointed to the wide building in front of them, which seemed bottomless, like a gaping abyss. “Right down here, and then we never saw them again.”

"...Are you sure you haven't seen him?"

"Yes, sir, I'm sure! I'm one hundred percent sure!"

Yarman stared intently at the security captain, then nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to us."

"Okay! Okay! We're leaving now, Sage!" The security captain nodded excitedly. He could finally leave this damned place that was killing him. He could hardly contain his desire to escape. He had a wife and children; he didn't want to die in this place!

As for the boss saying that he should accompany Yarman and the other person down there, what a joke! How could he possibly do that? He's not stupid. With his barely condensed enhanced bio-energy, going down there would be suicide.

With a monthly salary of only 130 coins, why are you working so hard?

The security captain handed the extra high-powered flashlight to Yarman and immediately said, "Next is the location where the incident occurred. I won't accompany you two any further. I wish you both good luck in your mission!"

After saying that, the security captain ran upstairs without looking back. The other security guards who had come with him saw their captain running away and followed him.

"..."×2

The two teams exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion and helplessness in each other's eyes. This security captain's strength was actually quite good; by One Piece's conversion, he'd already be at the level of a pirate with a bounty of over a hundred million. Why was he so cowardly? And the way he ran away... really...

“Let’s keep going!” Mostima shook her head and looked at Yarman beside her. She took out the two staffs behind her and took the lead, starting to walk forward.

Yarman drew his staff without hesitation and followed her, saying as he walked, "By the way, I remember there was something strange in your staff. What did it say about this place?"

"...Are you stupid?"

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

“This thing is a replica!” Mostima waved her staff, looking at Yarman as if he were an idiot. “There’s no old guy inside, only a trace of the original’s essence.”