The peaceful life was finally broken by the news that the president of the Wizards Association was seriously injured by the assassination, and the balance of a hundred years in the Kingdom of Waitan was broken, and the temple developed rapidly, attracting magicians, building a temple in a high-profile manner, and paying half of the income every month has also become a personal act and an obligation that the citizens of Waitan must complete.

The adventurers left the kingdom of Waitan, they didn't want to make a lot of money, only to be caught by the guards in a blink of an eye, saying that they would pay more than half of the taxes.

It's just that the Kingdom of Waitan is just the beginning, and as the temple grows in momentum, other smaller kingdoms are beginning to learn, and the living environment is getting worse and worse.

On this day, Travis had just returned home from hunting when he heard a cry and a large circle of people gathered in front of the next door of the neighbor's house.

"What's going on?" Travis's curious past.

"Something big has happened!! ……。 The person being questioned directly made it clear what he knew.

It turned out that the husband of Travis's neighbor, Aunt Sophia, was sick.

Today, Sophia worked hard to help the adventurers wash their clothes until almost evening, and the generous adventurers directly gave Sophia a silver coin as a reward.

As a result, after her affair was discovered by the nearby guards, her silver coins were snatched away.

Sophia, who was unwilling, naturally wanted to quarrel with the other party, but she didn't expect to be beaten directly.

Now that Sophia's two working adults have fallen, a little boy under the age of ten is left to worry about the affairs of the family.

Travis listened to for a long time, and finally decided to go to the guards to seek justice, but as a result, the human guards and the seven or eight fighters of the temple were in a group, and Travis not only failed to get justice, but also took all the money on his body.

"In the past, there was a magician union, and now the high-level leaders of the magician union are injured and cultivating, what can the rest of the bottom do? Bear with it, two or three years, and wait for the magician union to ease up. The adventurer looked at Travis, who had been beaten and bruised and swollen, and persuaded him earnestly.

In fact, when the temple began to expand its territory, adventurers knew that things were not going to be easy! In case the Magicians' Guild does not cheer up, but falls silent again and again, I am afraid that in the end, everyone in the world will not have a good life.

Travis had wanted to eat the Demonic Flower and continue to fight with the guards, but after hearing the adventurer's words, he suddenly realized that he would crush the Demonic Flower to the ground.

"I see! If you want to stop all this, there is still a limit to the power of one person alone! I'm going back to the royal capital! Only by mastering the supreme power can we shape a real, peaceful and tranquil world! With that, Travis left with a heavy expression.

"Huh? What did I say? Why did you suddenly drop such a conclusion? ”

The adventurer said that he was confused, he just complained casually about the temple, why did this Orion suddenly say that the world was peaceful?

"What are you going to do?" Mo Chuchen watched Travis pack his luggage little by little.

"I want to fight for that throne! Before, I didn't want that throne because I didn't have any desires and had to get by. ”

Travis picked up a gorgeous white trench coat with exquisite workmanship: "However, now it is different, I have a goal, I have my own ideas, and besides, I know how to grow the Wizards Association!" So, I want that location. ”

"In that case, then I'll give you a little gift, you have to wear this jade ring.

After I leave, if one day you encounter something beyond the Holy Order, it can protect you. Mo Chuchen's fingers lightly touched Travis's head, leaving him with a protective barrier.

"You're leaving?" Travis was a little surprised.

"Of course I'm leaving! Once you've given the Magic Guild all the lessons on how to become a mage, I'll leave. ”

Whether it is Mo Chuchen or the original owner, they are just passers-by in this world, and it is impossible for them to accompany Travis for a lifetime.

"Is that so? That said, I can't let you stay with me all the time. ”

Travis muttered in a low voice, then fell silent for a while, the loss in his eyes was quickly buried, and the moment he raised his head, it was the sunny smile again: "Where are you going?"

"I'm not going anywhere, I'm just going back to my hometown, I've been gone for hundreds of years, it's time to go home."

Mo Chuchen tidied up for a while, grabbed Travis's package and threw it over: "Do you want to go with me?" ”

"It's a pity that I'm going to stay and realize my ideas and ideals, I can't go with you."

Travis stretched out his hand and grabbed the package, in the heavy baggage, there was nothing else except daily clothes, living here could not get rich overnight, but it was also a little rich.

As the sunlight slanted through the window into the room, looking at the shabby and dilapidated cabin, Travis took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and resolutely walked out.

He said goodbye to this comfortable and unpeaceful village, and also said goodbye to himself who had tried to find comfort.

Travis knew that his feet would no longer be flat.

[So, is he blackened or not? The small system is a little confused, Travis didn't chase power at the beginning, but after going through so much, the neighbor's affairs can be regarded as the last straw that crushes him.

"This is called growth, blindly escaping can't solve any problems, he wants a comfortable life, then he needs to create, instead of expecting others to give him comfort, this is impossible, this world is not fair, magicians and temples work hard, in ordinary people and as ordinary nobles and royal families, and they are squeezing commoners.

Travis, who can live in peace with civilians.

Others cannot, and if he wants to change all this, he needs to change it himself, rather than expecting others to help him change. ”

Mo Chuchen quietly looked at Travis's back, without the slightest pity in his eyes, this is what the son of luck must go through, no matter how difficult it is, he must go on.

Travis could have pretended to be deaf and dumb to live here, but since he chose the path of using power to change everything, he needs to shoulder more and more responsibilities and obligations.

The next few days will be the battle of wits between Travis and the cheap old brother, as well as the display of the magic talent of the whole system and the dark Chen Cang of the Magic Association, and the joint balance of the temple power, etc.

Eventually, Travis's magical class was refined to the ninth order, and the throne fell into his hands after he crippled several brothers, raided the homes of several ministers, and rejected the temple's application for construction in the royal capital.

However, being a king doesn't mean life is any better.

Travis communicates with the Wizards Association to write all the magic tutorials, but also needs to build infrastructure and change the existing system.

These seem simple, but in fact, there are many obstacles, and there are hidden killer opportunities.

Mo Chuchen left after discovering that Travis had completed the achievement of spreading all the magic of the first system.

Just as Travis has to fight wits and courage in this world all his life, and before the aura of the Son of Luck is taken away, Travis's life will not be in great danger.

In the days that followed, Travis really got into all kinds of disputes, caused all kinds of big troubles, and even went astray because of the world's incomprehension.

Because of a disagreement with the Magic Guild over the spread of magic, he cooperated with the Temple.

The ring talisman that Mo Chuchen gave him was also broken when he was fighting against a strong enemy.

In the end, this son of luck accomplished his goal when he was 70 years old.

Travis withstood the pressure of the temple and the magic union, vigorously developed the magic civilization, promoted the cultivation of demons by the whole people, revised the royal laws, and so on.

His exploits have also been engraved on the stone tablet by the world and have been passed down for centuries.

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After leaving Travis, Mo Chuchen sent the original owner back to the world that belonged to the monsters.

"Nameless is a youkai made up of resentment.

As long as he devours his resentment, he will continue to grow in strength, and at the beginning, the world consciousness would choose to support Nameless, and a large part of it was to use him to deal with the wild system, and now we will send him back, I'm afraid it will not be so easy. ”

Mo Chuchen was thinking about whether he wanted to weaken the strength of the original owner.

[Isn't it? How can you say that they are all aborigines of their own family, why don't you accept it? 】

The small system was very confused, and it quickly found the original owner's world through the teleportation channel.

"Wait a minute, you can't throw this resentful monster back!" On the passage, an illusory figure blocked Mo Chuchen's way.

[This breath, you are world consciousness! ] The small system exclaimed, [The Heavenly Dao of this world is actually the appearance of a human being, alas! 】。

"Don't digress the topic, this monster can't come in, his strength is too strong, none of our plane's demon slayers can deal with him, he will ruin the balance if he comes in."

For the world consciousness, since this monster has been thrown out, then don't come back, coming back is also an existence that destroys the balance, looking at it, for example, there is no monster or demon slayer who is stronger than Nameless.

[Wouldn't it be nice for you to pull the child of luck casually, or cultivate a demon slayer or a monster?] The small system doesn't want to smash this monster in his own hands [How can this guy say that you also cultivated it yourself, and you are embarrassed to refuse it now? 】

"Anyway, he will throw it wherever he comes! I cultivated him to fight against the wild system, and I spent a lot of effort and spiritual treasures on him for this. "The thought of the past effort, the world consciousness with a sad face, but the effect is also good, the wild system was not only abolished, but also left.

The downside is that it has spent nearly a hundred years secretly making new secret treasures for the hundreds of children of luck born later.

Yes, unlike those low-end world consciousnesses, the world consciousness of this plane is never an all-or-nothing investment, and in its case, if you want to invest, you should invest a little more!

"Otherwise, just weaken the power of the original owner." Mo Chuchen is not interested in taking over Nameless, this monster looks very old, but in fact his mind is not mature, at most he is eighteen or nineteen years old, although he has the experience of passing through the "two lives", but this does not mean that the original owner will be mature and stable.

"No, this kind of weakening is not safe, otherwise you can give him a power limit seal."

The world consciousness stared at Mo Chuchen with burning eyes, he had already inquired, and the plane next door was stunned to comprehend the new law and strengthen the plane barrier with the protective barrier left by this one.

With such a good thing, he can't let it go!

"You! It's just a matter of careful thinking. ”

Mo Chuchen immediately understood the intention of the world consciousness, he smiled helplessly, and replied, "Okay, but I need to observe him for a few years before leaving, you have no problem with this, right?" ”

"Of course no problem!." Even if the purpose is seen, the world consciousness doesn't care at all, but says quite happily: "I'll arrange a place for you to live." ”

[Well, I always feel that he didn't seem to just want to stop him when he came out. The small system always feels that something is not right, and the world consciousness is also a little abnormal.

Facing the confusion of the small system, Mo Chuchen smiled indifferently: "It must be your illusion." ”

When Mo Chuchen was about to come, the world consciousness suddenly thought of something, and instructed:

"That's right! It's been almost a thousand years since he left, so the world has changed a lot, and if you can, please help him adapt to the new world! ”

"Okay."

Mo Chuchen expressed his understanding that the flow rate of each world is different.

On the surface, the original owner was only trapped in another world for more than 500 years, and he really only spent more than 500 years.

But in this world, more than a thousand years have actually passed.

The vicissitudes of life, everything is no longer the world that the original owner is familiar with.

Although there was a reminder of the world consciousness, Mo Chuchen did not expect that in a mere thousand years, the scientific and technological development of this world would still be beyond his expectations.

When the original owner left, this world was still in the era of spells and cold weapons, and demon slayer was a very popular profession, and it was also a high-ranking existence.

By the time Mo Chuchen came back with the original owner, this world had become a forest of high-rise buildings, and all kinds of reinforced concrete, spells and technology were perfectly combined.

Standing on the street, you can see the slayer flying in a magic weapon, and you can see an ordinary young man speeding in a car.

The so-called hierarchical class has become quite vague in this era, whether it is a demon slayer or an ordinary person, all of them are just migrant workers who are running around for a living and being cut leeks by the capitalists.

The only difference is that the world doesn't seem to feel the breath of youkai.

After Mo Chuchen hid the aura of the original owner, he quickly searched the information of this world, and it turned out that five hundred years ago, ten sons of luck risked their lives to set up an enchantment in the Antarctic and North Poles.

In the five hundred years since then, the monsters have been banished to these two extremely cold places one after another, and later the demon exorcist has become a compulsory education class, and now almost everyone knows one or two exorcists, but the number of ordinary people who don't know anything is relatively rare.

Even ordinary people, at least they know one or two small spells to distinguish monsters and the like.