The journey of the soul-piercing pawn to the God of Dharma

While learning ancient alchemy, the master and apprentice competed in combat. Although Master Grant had reached the realm of a saint, he was not good at fighting. His mellow elemental energy, in addition to the powerful skills he unleashed, was very dull when fighting.

Although the master is good at control and defense, he cannot cause harm to White. Therefore, White's comprehensive combat power is highly recognized by the master. The only shortcoming of White is that his rank is not high.

A drink and a peck are the prerequisites. Through the unexpected encounter in Grant's cabin, the advanced magician will meet the nominal master in the fantasy world, and truly form the master-disciple inheritance. The only thing he learns is alchemy.

The master and apprentice spent seven days without any worries, focusing on leisure. The big metal bird flew back after going out to explore. The instructor took it and entered meditation to interpret what it saw.

Most of the area was destroyed, and some city-states were like ruins, returning to nature again, wrapped in green plants...

Following the marks left by the magicians, they now set up a camp to practice in Dunku Mountain. Everything in the past has disappeared. The six magic gods led the magicians to open a base there and rebuild their homes.

The master avoided the world because he was not good at fighting, but building a home was not a problem, so he decided to return to the world with Maugham.

White knew this history, combined with the trial mission prompts, researched and figured out a way to break the situation. Coincidentally, for the sake of "long history", I recognized the Baru people as my ancestors and separated myself from the people of the Three Kingdoms.

Subhumans are always inferior to others, so the superior race attracts the inferior people to identify and convert, and as long as they admit it personally, they will be given the status of the Balu tribe. Those who disagree will not only receive no welfare benefits, but may also be killed.

Those who are not our own race must have different hearts. We must integrate into one nation at the minimum cost, completely solve the problem of national integration, and unite with common values ​​​​in the future to achieve the goal of long-term peace and stability.

Decisive killing is inevitable, but it is much better than endless ethnic conflicts and continuous wars. Then there will not be as many people dying as during the integration...

Early the next morning, I put away the barrier and walked through the temporary teleportation array to Dunku Mountain. The Wharton family also knows this trick, but the master's formation is simpler and more practical.

The two came out of the camp teleportation array and were both members of the Magic Association, so they were accepted by the camp.

The camp was like a small town. Meng Ke went up to the sky for surveying and could tell at a glance that this place was located near the Time and Space Realm Magic Academy of the Medis Empire.

It seems that the realm of time and space has been a magical holy land throughout the past and present, and it must be outstanding. This is also one of the birthplaces of human civilization.

Now the camp is the size of a small town, with mostly magicians and a few surviving civilians. The top priority seems to be the reproduction of humans.

Grant: "Even Lord Dharma is building houses. He is indeed very determined. Let's go! Take the mission!".

White: "Teacher, don't worry, let's take a look at the situation. I want to eat meat, and preferably wine!".

"Haha! Well, I also want to eat meat as a teacher."

"Let's go! Find something to eat!".

When they arrived at the place, they found that they had no money at all. The instructor casually took a piece of herb collected before as food money, and also found five gold coins to have a sumptuous lunch.

Then they opened a room as a resting place and split up to understand the situation.

It's best for alchemists to go to construction sites. They don't go there for money, but to rebuild their homes. There wasn't much alchemy to do this before.

The God of Magic searched everywhere for anti-magic materials in the ruins, so the town was basically built with anti-magic materials. Today's high-level magicians are a bit like players on errands. They race against time and use their special powers to transport materials.

Mainly because he was afraid of the natural disasters launched by the gods, the town he built was extremely strong and durable. It was also specially built on the mountainside and a super magic circle was arranged to protect the safety.

White didn't want to do this: "Mad! How can he have time to do such nonsense? His mentor is the Holy Mother, so he must be forced to move bricks and do hard work. I am so miserable. I dare not refute his face. How can I build a city with bricks here?" No? Can’t afford to waste time!”.

Take out some flawless crystal from the space ring. This is the excess material from the laboratory that built the Crystal Palace.

I had an idea and made a few crystal bottles, returned to the inn early, closed the door, and output a little "mage macrophage", and the elixir of life was successfully made.

White left the hotel again and went to a building similar to the city hall to find the magician in charge. He said, "I'm new here. I hope to find a good job and contribute to rebuilding my home."

The magician asked White to take off the Magic Association medal and take a look at it. He knew all the information: "You are a master of alchemy and a great magician. Not bad! Then help build the Magic City! Don't worry, the points and benefits will be distributed immediately! Your living resources will be distributed according to the level."

"Sir, are you mistaken? I want an independent laboratory and workshop. It would be a waste of our lives to build a house and make us feel dissatisfied. If so, I will take my mentor and leave here to build a laboratory in an old forest in the mountains!"

"Laboratory? Of course the magician community needs it, but it is currently being researched by saint-level magicians. Besides, laboratories are precious now, and there is no time to build more laboratories to meet the needs of the majority of magicians. You don't have to do it yourself, the God of Philosopher, either. Work hard, you're just a great magician, you're so ignorant! Now there's so much to do, you can't be picky and picky!"

White was not willing to let him show off. He had to get his lab status today, and he couldn't waste time here.

"I have developed the elixir of life. If you don't arrange a laboratory, you will be responsible for the consequences. Just call the master in charge to talk about it!"

"Ah! You actually dare to talk nonsense. You don't know what to say. Security Master, let me arrest you. Master Maugham, you'd better not resist! Cooperate with the camp to investigate you!"

White thought that although he might not be able to defeat them, it would not be a problem to escape unharmed. At worst, he would explain it later and make a big fuss and alert the big shots.

After a quick thought, White attacked the four great magicians who came to enforce the law. In the close combat situation, they had no time to cast spells. They were beaten by White with his bare hands until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, and they were all stunned.

The magicians who were working here gathered around to watch the excitement. It was not their turn to take action at this time, and they had no law enforcement power, so they all kept a defensive posture and stared at White.

"Don't get me wrong, these guys don't know etiquette and dare to fight me. They just gave me a little punishment and it hurt their skin!"

"What happened!".

"That's right! There's no need to hit anyone. Everything is easy to explain. Our camp is united and friendly, little brother, please speak slowly!".

Everyone saw that White had no intention of continuing to take action, nor did he use magic, so the matter was not serious, so they all asked what happened.

At this time, Master Grant happened to arrive at the door. When he saw Maugham beating someone here, he immediately squeezed in and said: "My colleagues, give way. This is my disciple who is causing trouble here. I want to ask what's going on!".

After finally squeezing in to join White, he had already heard the reason for the conflict. It turned out that the disciple asked for the laboratory. How could he have the conditions now? Isn't this nonsense?