"Sir, do you want brown bread, for two cents, you can take this bread longer than your arm."

"Beer, three cents a cup, every man loves it."

"Twenty cents, no less, I'm going to pull you to the city of Esentuk, and I guess it won't be dark until you come back."

"Are my toes pretty, give me five cents, and I'll let you kiss them enough?"

Walking on the dirty, noisy streets, Wang Xu, dressed in a tunic suit, covered his nose with a handkerchief.

The ground is so dirty, there is horse manure everywhere, cow dung, stepping on the ground, you don't know if you are stepping on yellow mud or dog shit.

This is the new world that Wang Xu found, a country similar to 1880, the United States during the Great Depression.

The only difference is that the world is very small, about one-tenth the size of the Earth.

In this world, there is only one country called the Candia Free Federation, which occupies a land about the size of North America, and the rest of the world is the sea.

The Condian Federation is corrupt, depraved, and inactive, the rich collude with government officials to make a lot of money, and the poor often die of exhaustion in factories for a job.

On the street, the gentleman in a tuxedo sitting in a carriage contrasts with the homeless man waiting for handouts barefoot.

Wang Xu walked all the way, and he even saw a little boy who was six or seven years old and had no clothes to wear, so he could only run around naked.

I also saw a little girl from a rich family dressed like a Barbie doll, wearing jewelry on her hands, hugging back and forth, and eating cream cakes.

Poverty and wealth, nobility and lowliness, are full of what he has seen.

These are the worst times, with large numbers of poor homeless people making their homes on the side of the road, in the company of trash cans and flies.

It's also the best of times, as long as you have a vision beyond the average and know how to get money out of other people's wallets, you can become a master in a few months.

"There are no cars, no electric lights, no electricity, the steam engine has just appeared for 30 years, trains are still a new product, the mode of human production is transitioning to mechanical production, and the old era is alternating with the new era. Here, it is a time of contradiction when the rich eat caviar and drink red wine every day, while the unemployed workers starve to death on the streets. ”

Wang Xu walked on the street, watching the world with cold eyes.

And just when he thought that this was an ordinary world, of no value other than being reduced to a logistics base after being conquered, a somewhat obscure term changed his attitude.

Sorcerer...

This is a word that Wang Xu heard from a gentleman by chance.

Then, with a little means, he got an unexpected news from the gentleman's mouth.

Three hundred years ago, the masters of this world were sorcerers, who possessed extraordinary power and were the true ruling class.

Wizard families, large and small, form the upper class, and ordinary people who cannot become wizards are all slaves who serve wizards.

And just one day, overnight, all the wizards disappeared, leaving only the descendants of wizards who could not become wizards and did not possess extraordinary powers.

On that day, now known as Revolution Day, the wizard family, which had lost the protection of the wizard, was hanged by the angry populace.

It was also from that day on, in order to cope with the possible revenge after the return of the wizard, mankind invented flintlock pistols, artillery, and steam engines, and since then embarked on the road of technological revival.

"A wizard who can control thunder and lightning, a wizard who can freeze lakes, a wizard who can prolong people's lives, a wizard who can make meteorites destroy cities..."

Legend has it that there were originally three continents in this world, and the other two continents were shattered by the extraordinary power of wizards.

Wang Xu compared, if this legend was true, the two shattered continents were as big as the current continent, and even he couldn't smash the entire continent.

Similarly, no one knows how the wizard suddenly disappeared three hundred years ago, and no one knows where the disappeared wizard went.

Three hundred years is enough to change the dynasty, and it is enough to make people forget too many things.

To people nowadays, wizards are just a lie used by rednecks to lull children to sleep, just as nonsense is that disobedient children are taken by scarecrows.

However, Wang Xu didn't think so, because he could feel that the energy in this heaven and earth was very active, not like a place of the end of the law that could not give birth to extraordinary powers.

Therefore, Wang Xu plans to live down first, take a good look at the world, and then decide on his next action.

......

"Dear Sir, my building is definitely the best, it has four floors, a total of 68 rooms, the highest floor you can live in by yourself, the other floors are rented out, and you can have an extra income every month. And it has a very good location, with a rich area to the east, a port to the north, a railway station to the south, and a lowest-cost slum to the west, where you can get everything you want. ”

Standing in front of a four-storey, return-shaped apartment building, Wang Xu listened to the landlord's introduction expressionlessly.

As an Asian, Wang Xu's appearance is not small compared to the Europeans and Americans of the Candia Federation, and he will always get extra attention here.

Of course, there are only European and American races in the Candia Federation, and I have not seen Asians and Africans, although I will think that Wang Xu looks a little weird, but I will not treat him as a monster.

However, in order to integrate into this society faster and not make himself appear too isolated, he needs to have his own industry to provide convenience for himself.

Ten diamonds, plus a little help from a memory modifier, Wang Xu received 10,000 US dollars from a jeweler.

In the Great Depression era of two cents for a loaf of bread, three cents for a glass of beer, and an average monthly wage of 60 cents, $10,000 was a lot of money, enough for a worker to work without food or drink for 1,500 years.

"How much?"

Wang Xu followed the landlord and looked around, and he was quite satisfied with this apartment building.

First of all, the location here is good, convenient, well-informed, and accessible to people from all walks of life.

In addition, it is very close to the library, so it is convenient for Wang Xu to go to the library to consult materials and look for clues about wizards.

"Five thousand dollars." The landlord tentatively offered a price that he thought was reasonable.

Wang Xu was silent for a while, a job where workers don't eat or drink, it takes seven hundred and fifty years to buy this building, and it's not cheap.

"Three thousand dollars..."Wang Xu said slowly: "The economy is very bad now, I think this price should be very suitable." ”

"This..."

The landlord was speechless for a while, but now that the economy is in a depression and a large number of factories are closing, everyone's life is not easy.

The price of $3,000 would never have been promised before the Great Depression, and now he was hesitant.

"Deal!"

Pay the money, write the contract, and go to the police station for the record.

After a set of processes, Wang Xu spent a total of $3,200, of which $3,000 was the purchase price and $200 was the handling fee for the sheriff.

This money must be given, and if you don't, you will wait to be messed with.

You don't even need the sheriff to come forward, as long as he reveals a little bit of tone, there will be countless thugs who want to slap the sheriff's ass, and they will come in groups to smash the glass of your house.

After paying the money and receiving the key, Wang Xu went from being a jobless homeless to a member of the wealthy class in Xishabel City.

Although this amount of money is not enough to impress the real predators, it is also enough for some decent people who heard the wind to send Wang Xu an invitation to the ball.

For these invitations, Wang Xu threw them all into the trash, and he didn't have time to talk to those people.

With this kung fu, he might as well go downstairs for a drink and look at the historical documents about the wizarding era.