Chapter Eighteen: Scrolls of Power and Agility
To say the least, magic scrolls are really a good thing. An ordinary third-level mage would have to rely on himself to cast a wisdom spell, and at the very least, he would need to prepare for three or four minutes. But with magic scrolls, not only is the time shortened to seconds, but also the number of releases per day has increased significantly.
Of course, ordinary mages wouldn't be so extravagant and luxurious. Normally, under circumstances where they don't exceed their rank to release magic, most of them would only copy a simple scroll to carry with them. Its function is merely to save on a certain spell, linking the magical network's guidance time before casting the spell. Even so, unless it's a battle between mages, they generally wouldn't be willing to waste it.
But it's precisely this simple scroll that only consumes parchment and doesn't require other materials, that apprentices outside of wealthy families find difficult to prepare thoroughly. It's not that they don't know the benefits of scrolls, but rather because they want to save money.
Even if one is rich enough to rival a nation, countless vacuum cleaners will suck away the funds, let alone those incompetent mages.
Timothy waved a short little magic wand in the air, spinning around in circles. Under his guidance, countless pieces of paper also floated in the air.
A group of law clerks quietly observed from below, with most people focusing their attention on the 10 large pieces of paper.
That is Xuan paper bought by Chen Yi.
Because of the different complexity of spells, according to the ability of the spellcaster, the length of the scroll occupied is also different. According to Timothy's explanation, the longer the scroll, the easier it is to copy large-scale magic, and thus has a higher value.
Then, Chen Yi made a special trip to the supermarket and selected the longest xuan paper - each sheet was over 1.8 meters long, which was six-foot xuan paper produced in the 1950s, with a price of over 1,000 yuan per sheet. They were stuffed into his bag, taking up a lot of space with just 10 sheets.
Sure, here is the translation:
As expected, after the spell was released, 5 out of the 10 rice papers shot up into the air like rockets and gradually stabilized in the yellow-green boundary area, where they were each dyed with their own colors amidst countless white silk threads.
"2 pieces of 7th-grade scroll materials, 3 pieces of 6th-grade scroll materials." Someone had counted them out long ago.
A red-robed mage trembled with excitement, saying: "Such a large scroll of paper is indeed rare, enough to create the 7th-level magic 'Earthquake'."
"Three Earthshocks and two Meteor Showers will make Kragnir's fortress fall."
"Or concentrated lightning, invincible in the wild."
A group of people all speaking in hushed tones, gathered together, then the noisy ones become dizzy.
Chen Yi had just frowned when Timothy noticed, he coughed heavily and said with embarrassment: "The master's reward is really generous, we are truly grateful. The kingdom has prepared some tributes, please choose the ones you like."
It's said to be tributes and rewards, but in fact it's just a euphemism for trade. But after this description, everyone's face was shrouded in an aura of sanctity.
The countdown timer appears in front of the subway gate.
Those thousands of sheets of paper were all swept into boxes prepared in advance by Timothy's large sleeves.
At that moment, the crystal screen flickered twice.
Originally unselectable "Power Scrolls" and "Dexterity Scrolls", suddenly listed a row of options.
Chen Yideng couldn't help but laugh, his hand swiping across the crystal screen, and indeed there was:
Strength Scroll Level 1, increases strength by 1-3 points, price 200 gold coins.
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Strength Scroll Level 3, increases strength by 9-18 points, price 1800 gold coins.
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Agile Scroll 1st level, increases agility by 1-3 points, price 200 gold coins.
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Agile Scroll 3rd level, increases agility by 9-18 points, price 1800 gold coins.
Still a choice of one to three levels, it can be seen that the crystal screen is unknown, and the types available for exchange have been increased again.
I really don't know what principle it is.
Chen Yi thought to himself, his smile unchanged, first drawing 10 of each type, thinking it wasn't enough, then drawing 10 more of a lower grade - the price of energy recovery potions was exorbitant, unless he came to the subway exchange every day, otherwise they would never be enough, so sometimes he used some level one or two scrolls, and the effect wouldn't decrease.
To Timothy, the Master's smile seemed to have multiple interpretations.
He racked his brains, using the diligent and devoted attitude he had when serving his master in the past, to think for the great master. The first thing that came to mind was his carefully designed language, using tributes and rewards to replace transactions with a strong monetary flavor, which seemed to better reflect the identity of both parties.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was right, and in his heart, he secretly decided that from now on, he would definitely pay more attention to the use of language.
Chen Yi had considered too many things. He came from a wealthy family and if not for this sudden disaster, he should have been living a carefree life, asking for money with an outstretched hand, spending recklessly, just like those guys in school.
As of now, apart from necessary matters, he still doesn't bother to guess what others are thinking.
The figure of 24.780 displayed in the top right corner of the screen represents that all the notes brought this time are worth more than 2.4 million, and part of the change is left over from the last transaction.
After a moment's thought, Chen Yi decided that each roll would still be supplemented with 20, and the rest would be used to buy "Energy Recovery Potions", only in this way could he consume as many rolls as possible in the shortest time.
Otherwise, just sleeping every day limits the number of scrolls he can use.
After a skilled touch, Chen Yi gently closed the crystal screen. Timothy knew his habit and immediately stood up with both hands, waiting for the subway to start.
Just then, Chen Yi blinked his eyes and suddenly asked: "Do you know what Archaeopteryx is?"
"Timothy doesn't know." The great wizard replied seriously after some thought.
"So what bird is it that has teeth, do you know?"
Timothy still replied that he did not know, but in an instant, he hesitated again and said: "Master, although there are many birds in the Sacred Empire of Qiao, and we have never seen birds with long teeth, it seems that the notes of the previous generation of Fa masters do mention it."
"Really?"
Timothy smiled awkwardly and said, "Not that we've seen it ourselves, but supposedly there was a great master named Wang Xuan in the past whose mount was a bird with teeth."
Chen Yixing's heart skipped a beat as he hastily asked: "The mount you're referring to, is it like the subway I'm riding?"
"Yes."
"Are there graphics?"
Timothy was stunned and didn't say anything, his two hands gestured in the air.
The space in front of him was quickly distorted and filled with colors. In a short while, a giant bird-like creature appeared before Chen Yi.
This is an extremely large bird. Its background is also the upper layer of the Fa Shi Pagoda, but its neck and head are as high as the stone carvings, the whole bird is proud and arrogant, as if a heavenly god has descended to the mortal world.
Its feathers are shiny and glossy, its body is robust and swollen, the sharp beak occupies one-third of the body length, and is full of terrible fangs. When looking at it, a strong bloody smell seems to float in front of the nose.
Compared with it, the small figure on the bird's back is as elusive as a shadow.
There is no doubt that this is a giant version of Archaeopteryx.
But what Chen Yi cares about most is the person on the bird's body - the predecessor master Wang Xuan, this is the second master he knows.
Unfortunately, they have all disappeared and cannot answer their own doubts.
The subway is slow to start.
Chen Yi didn't say a word until he stepped out into the world where light and darkness intersected, then sat back in his seat, scanning around with both eyes, trying to find some special clues.
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