Unbeknownst to Bran, an old wizard was worried about him and made a difficult decision for him. He lives in his own world, happy and troubled by the things around him. The city is his, and it seems that the whole city revolves around him. But what about the reality? He was entangled with the city, and he toiled.

The mountain people caught batch after batch, and the ensuing food problem reappeared. Although there are no major problems for the time being, at the current growth rate, if we do not respond in advance, these mountain people may starve.

In the face of everyone's reminders, Bran began to have habitual headaches again. I thought it would solve the current labor shortage, but it brought a bigger problem. The problem of population has never been a trivial problem.

What should I do? The captured mountain people cannot be fully invested in urban construction, and a part of them needs to be allocated for grain planting. Leaning on the Perpetual River, next to the two mountains, then divide a part for fishing and hunting.

Ill reminded Bran again, "The Two Wings are not our territory. ”

Bran replied again, "Now it is." ”

Thinking about buying a batch of food, Bran realizes that he is facing another problem, the lack of currency in circulation in the city, and the barter here in the Northland has always been. Bran began to imagine, pulling a pile of rags and then going back to a pile of rags. But what else can be done about these things? Il, they must have experience, just leave it to them. Bran decided that it would be a good idea to pretend that he couldn't see and hear, and to leave the burden below. Bran's first caravan was thus forced to be established. Then the caravan, under his banner, headed for the nearest city, Sandstone.

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Bran, who thinks that he has solved a big problem, returns to his identity as a wizard again, and sits under the tree and thinks. In the past few days, Zoya has stayed in the training ground all day long, exercising non-stop. Bran didn't bother to persuade him, so it was better to let the girl have hope at this time. And he needs to be quiet for a few days.

Bran let go of his magic field completely, enveloping the entire city, and he wanted to try to reshape some small targets from near to far. For him to get rid of some carnal habits, he needs to let go of his mind. His abilities had evolved many times, and some of them were inadvertently, such as hearing the buzzing of mosquitoes, which reminded him that the sound was formed by vibration, and his magic field changed slightly. Some of them were through learning, such as the goblin pulling him into the spiritual world, allowing him to see the life form of magic, and his body began to transform.

On that day, he patted the old tree and said, "The old tree has always been accustomed to thinking that it is a big tree. ”

He habitually thinks that he is still a human being, but in fact, he is already a magical life like the ancient tree. Even he has changed more thoroughly than the ancient tree, his knowledge, his perception of the world, his conjecture of everything, constantly experimenting with himself. Before you know it, he's already a monster.

Every time the knowledge that pops up in his mind, the knowledge he has memorized in his previous life, Bran will subconsciously experiment with it, and then apply it to himself. He never thought that it was right, right, safe? He just subconsciously imprinted all kinds of things from his past life in his magic and became an inseparable part of himself.

Bran patted Huahua and sighed, "You're a little monster!"

Then he reminded himself that the human form was only an illusion, a dispensable thing, a sign of walking in this world, and that he had no meaning.

"Yes, pointless!" Bran said firmly. Then he closed his eyes and broke free.

Everyone in the city was frightened, and the whole city was changing rapidly. Beautiful pictures appeared on the roofs and walls of each room in the house. The delicate patterns appeared on the ground, and the parapet began to rise and fall slightly.

Dani felt like she was back in Bran Heights, back to the time when the cottage was constantly changing, and her statue reappeared in the courtyard, erected on one side.

The disturbed people gradually gathered around Bran to know what was happening, but in their eyes, Bran just sat there with his eyes closed, no different from the days and nights before. Maybe it's a little different, he seems to be transparent, and he will disappear at any moment.

The people around him began to exchange words, and although no one stepped forward, it interrupted his state. Bran exhaled lightly and slowly opened his eyes. To the people around him: "Disperse, it's just an experiment." ”

Mary jumped out, "We just care about you. ”

Bran laughed twice, "You're curious, aren't you? ”

Mary generously admitted: "It's curiosity. ”

"I've been chatting with Zoya these days and her thoughts are interesting. I'm used to the human form, and although I can't get rid of it yet, I can think and act from a different perspective. This is no different from the past, where it used to be touched with hands and bodies, but now it is just a direct extension of the ability.

It's all gone. ”

The people around left, only Zoya stayed, and she asked excitedly, "You mean, I helped you?"

"That's right. ”

"Am I that good?"

Bran laughed, "Much more powerful than you think, your thoughts, the way you see things." ”

"Oh, my parents still say I'm stupid. ”

Bran couldn't help but laugh: "It's stupid indeed, at least in their world, in the eyes of those people. But in my world, in my eyes, it is precious. Ignore them, just show different attitudes towards different people. It's like you only talk to me psychologically. ”

After a pleasant conversation with Zoya, the girl ran to the training ground again.

Bran refocused his attention on himself. Through the test just now, he understood that the body is both the foundation and the shackles, and everything he has at present depends on this shell.

It felt so good in that moment just now, the moment he fused with the magic power, he saw a deeper and wider world. His consciousness deepened, magnifying everything in his body, which was made up of infinite stars. He wanted to go deeper, but his spirit could no longer support him, and his magic no longer obeyed his will, and the discussion of the people around him woke him up. A wonderful experience, the change in the city was not intentional on his part, but only the aftermath of his consciousness.

"I'm already a monster. Bran whispered, opening his hand and clutching it into the air, but it felt good.

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It's not a good lord, but it's not bad. It's not all drag, it's also wealth. Because he occupies this place, Zoya will come. I believe that more people will come and bring him different perspectives, ideas and experiences. Maybe he should gather a few wizards in the city and listen and see more, he shouldn't be too conservative.