The elderly had relatively light sleep. It was still dawn. Old Abel got up and saw the dwarf timer pointing to five in the morning. He planned to go to the street first and then come back to prepare for opening a store.

Old Abel's qualifications are very average. He was nearly fifty years old before he successfully advanced to the Fourth Ring Mage (Level 10th Mage, the silver level of the title of Strong Man). Although the high-priced mage mage's methods to delay aging and even prevent death are not counted. However, his aging body has made him lose the courage to climb to the top again.

After entering the silver realm, whether it is a war position or a law position, it has reached the limit of a mortal, so it is called the realm of a strong person. It must go further to the top of a hundred feet. Superman's talent, accumulated hard work, and the guidance of famous teachers are indispensable factors.

Old Abel asked himself that there was little hope for further development, so he asked Huangta Chief Roggo Magic to hold a secret magic ceremony for him. At the cost of permanently reducing one-ring casting ability, he exchanged the magic goddess with the unique ability of the alchemist - arbitrarily changing and recombining the alchemist's material state (the alchemist of Steel will not enter in a random way for the time being...), and from then on, he completely bid farewell to the front line, transforming from an alchemist specialized mage to the commonly known as "logistical alchemist".

Afterwards, the old Abel, who was careless, opened a three-story alchemy shop on the streets of South Purdue, specializing in various magic props and spell materials. The business was very good and his life was very prosperous. The magic capital of the Principal of Herren would never lack "Taobao people" from all over the world.

The design of the shop is warm and unique. Compared with the design concept of the pagoda, the area of ​​the shop is reduced layer by layer. The outer layer of the shop is painted with bright golden paint, and the sunlight shines on it to create a reflection. From a distance, it looks like a miniature mage tower shining, which can indirectly fulfill the dream of a mage tower that Lao Abel has been dreaming of forever. The interior design of the shop is made of practical. The first floor is the storefront, the second floor is the laboratory and the restaurant, the third floor is the bedroom of the old alchemist and two disciples, and the fourth floor is the storage room.

It is worth mentioning that this small shop actually operates a "gambling treasure" business with unidentified equipment, which means buying an unidentified equipment wrapped in mud for 10 gold. If it is a magic prop, you will make a profit. If it is an ordinary prop, you will think you are unlucky. The external publicity is dug out of the ruins, and no one knows how it came about. Of course, this was also thought of by time traveler Lin En. The occasional joyful winners made the store's business a steady stream, and most of the unwinners can only think that they are unlucky. The benefit of the store in this item actually tops the sum of all other businesses.

As soon as the old master went down to the second floor, a smell of food came over. "Good morning, why don't you sleep more?" Charles' greetings followed.

The three-person house should have taken turns to take turns, but after trying the whole meat feast where Lynn had fatty meat flowing in every dish of food, Lynn was deprived of the right to take the spoon most of the time. At this time, Charles was wearing an apron and was busy in the kitchen.

"Haha, when people get old, they can't sleep well. But you are just when you grow up. You slept so late last night, why didn't you sleep more?" Looking at your second disciple who is beyond your reach, Old Abel was very pleased. It is probably only known that the entire Nine Towers were that two years ago, a genius disciple who had just turned fifteen years old had entered the silver realm. Now he has steadily been exposed to the mystery of the Five Ring Arcane, and his future future can be regarded as immeasurable. If it weren't for the pitiful self-confidence of the stupid disciple who was three years older than her, he had never made it public, and the title of "theoretical genius" should have long been changed to "the first genius of the Nine Towers"

"Well, I'll go later." Charles put down the spoon in his hand and responded to the teacher's concern with a smile.

Old Abel smiled, knowing that this was just a lie of kindness, and did not say it out. He knew the temperament of his two disciples very well. The eldest seemed stupid and arrogant, but was actually careful and gentle, while the second seemed weak and gentle, but was actually strong and stubborn. The only thing that the senior brother and sister with very different personalities in common is probably the diligence that ten years have passed. Old Abel knew that he could never be called a famous teacher, and Lin Neng's qualifications were even a little different from ordinary people. Their achievements today were all due to the efforts of the two far beyond ordinary people.

"Did Little Linen go to practice early? I just don't know what he has chosen to stop advancing his warships and practice martial arts every day." Seeing that Charles' work had already reached a conclusion, Old Abel changed his mind and planned to chat with his busy disciples.

While Lin Neng has poor magical talent, his martial arts talent is very good. He reached the brink of the bronze level at the age of ten, but for some reason, he was unable to make up his mind to advance.

"Brother said he was used to practicing, and he felt uncomfortable all over if he didn't practice for a day. He also said that he always felt like he would use it one day." Shire said

"Is it his strange intuition again?" Obviously, this sudden whim is not the first time

"Well, intuition, he said it was just like clearly feeling that the popularization of the bronze-level warship would cause great disaster. He always felt that his martial arts would come in handy one day, so he must never stop practicing."

While Charles slowly moved the kitchen soup into the restaurant, Old Abel hurried over to help.

Carefully put the greasy broth on the dining table, Shire wiped the crystal sweat beads on his forehead and continued, "The teacher also knows it. My brother's strange intuition sometimes makes his scalp numb."

"Yes, especially eight years ago, when he was reading a book, he suddenly ran out like crazy. He didn't come back all over his body the next day, which scared me very much."

"Eight years ago? Was it the time I saved me from a slave merchant?" Charles was a little curious

"Well, hehe, later he said that he would regret not doing something, but he brought you back with intuition. Five years ago, he said that the business would be better if he painted the store into bright gold, but the business in the store increased by 30% that month. Two years ago, he started a gambling business, and now it has almost become the main business of the store. Is this the crisis prediction ability that comes with the blood of the barbarians?" Old Abel obviously did not distinguish between intuition and the cunning of the time traveler.

"Haha, wild animals are generally very smart intuition." Charles said with a smile, without explaining it.

The protagonist of the topic "I'm talking bad about me again" suddenly appeared. Lin En was sweating so hard that she was wearing a single dress. He was wiping her body casually with a towel. He had finished the morning exercises that he must go through every morning and practiced the family-born dragon vein breathing technique, the basic combat skills of the Dragon Fist and the Barbarians, but unfortunately he still had little effect.

The Dragon Vein Breathing Method and Dragon Fist, which are vulgar and vulgar, should be advanced martial arts inherited from the family. They were secretly handed over to themselves by the old butler who took care of himself when he was young. The Dragon Vein Breathing Method can polish the strength and muscles and bones, and enhance the basic strength and strength at an extremely slow speed, which is very suitable for Lin Neng's appetite. However, the Dragon Fist has long become a Tai Chi-like health posture in the park in his previous life. As for the basic combat skills of the barbarians, it is even more of a bad product, and will be sold by major mercenary associations.

The body is the capital of revolution, and sharpening a knife does not delay chopping wood. Lin En doesn't want to be a sick mage. He has to breathe even if he runs. He should have died on the road of adventure. Even if the results are minimal, Lin En simply treats him as a physical exercise. However, the dragon vein breathing method that slowly strengthens his physique is indeed an unexpected surprise. After more than ten years of unremitting exercise and daily accumulation, the barbarian mage now only emphasizes that it is no less than the middle-level monster, but only compares strength. Even the orcs of the Elephant Clan who are good at strength must be ashamed of themselves.

"Big Brother" Charles greeted him, handing the clean clothes and water bottle to Lynn, and took a towel to wipe his sweat. "I didn't pay attention at all, and I made myself sweat all over in winter, so I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

"Ha, it's like a newlywed couple." Old Abel couldn't help but joke. In an instant, Charle blushed again, and he lowered his head and didn't know what he was saying. He could vaguely hear words like "marrying my elder brother", "too early", "The church of Anweimar is better", "Is there a few children?", and it was obviously in a broken state.

Unlike Lin En, who has low emotional intelligence, the smart and clever Charles is too shy and has very low resistance to such topics.

Lin Neng pulled open the wooden chair and sat down "Crack" "Ha, fresh meat soup, it's really great to have a bowl of soup after exercise." Charles was awakened by the sound of the chair. He looked at the inconspicuous elder brother with some complaints, and trotted to him a bowl of soup and gently pushed it over.

Lin En chewed the case heavily, but the others didn't have the appetite to eat greasy broth early in the morning, and they all left the table and did their own thing.

Old Abel, who was going downstairs, suddenly remembered the news he received yesterday and turned his head and said, "Linn, go to Huangta in the afternoon, Chief Rogge will find you. Nine Towers are the chief responsibility system. The chief of a tower is basically the highest leader of another department. For some reasons, the Abel family has a close relationship with the chief of the alchemy department, the great magician of the Alchemy Department.

"Oh" Lin En didn't raise his head, and continued to concentrate on eliminating the enemy in front of him. The sky is vast and the earth is the biggest, and eating is the biggest, filling his stomach first and thinking about other things is the true portrayal of Lin En at this time. However, Shire next to him waved his hand to respond, indicating that he would remember to remind him. Old Abel shook his head and continued to walk downstairs.

Walking by the street and looking at the familiar and unfamiliar houses on both sides of the "Master Street", the old man couldn't help but fall into memories.

Time is like rain, and time is like songs. In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed. I thought I would never make any progress in my life, but I have ushered in a turning point. In the process of teaching the two disciples, I, who was calm and reliving the foundation, unexpectedly rose to four levels in a row, and I was one step away from wearing the glorious magician robe.

After level 10, the average general level of mages is 6 years/level. The further you go, it will increase in geometric numbers. Basically, under 50 years old, don’t want to master the seven-ring arcane art. On average, the average level of general level will be increased by one in two years. Old Abel’s growth rate after putting down his mind will be unbelievable.

"Ha, I must be ecstatic ten years ago. I didn't expect that I wouldn't bother to go to the parliament to file a record now. After two years, the old boys will not be scared to death. Ha, it's time to think about prolonging life. Whether it's a lich conversion or a contract to become a voter, at least let me live until I see my grandson." As long as I reach the golden level, there are many ways to prolong life by the high-level mages. Two disciples who are both disciples have made Old Abel's motivation to reach the top again, at least to prolong life.

The only pair of male and female disciples, the wool can only come from the sheep. Obviously, the joke he had just given to the disciples was profound.

Thinking of his two disciples, Old Abel couldn't help but fall into deeper memories. His thoughts seemed to go back to the rainy night ten years ago, and saw the figure who was ridiculed by the mages because of their disadvantage in blood. He seemed to see the seven-year-old boy kneeling under the white tower for three days and three nights, and fainted in the mud with exhaustion. He seemed to hear the whine that was roaring to his throat, roaring to his exhaustion.

"I want to be a mage, even the most silly mage, or even the apprentice who will never be able to be a general level in his entire life - as long as he is a mage!"

"As long as you have such an idea, even the God of Destiny cannot hinder his progress." So he ignored the persuasion and accepted this mixed-race child with affinity for negative elements.

Unexpectedly, the difference in his thoughts turned out to be true. A barbarian surprised everyone who planned to laugh at him. In the end, he even broke the prophecy of Chief Zita. I'm afraid that he could vaguely see his achievements today at that time.

Old Abel shook his head again, interrupting the memory. He looked at the brighter and brighter streets and embarked on the way back, but suddenly found that not far from looking up, Lynn and Charles were waving to him.

"Old man, it's still early, let's take a walk together."
Chapter completed!