"Wow, the elemental particles in this world seem to be more active!"

Chris used the system's built-in magic skill: World Chasing Technique, to come to a new world.

As soon as he entered this world, his perception detected elemental particles that were scattered in all directions, more active than in the previous world.

In the world of [The Last Wizard Hunter], after Chris dealt with Ellie's group, he used corrosive potions to dissolve all the corpses, and then came directly to this world.

In that world, there was nothing worth his time and energy again. The only thing worth it may be is the immortal heart, but taking that heart will cause Calder to die.

Moreover, Chris already has wizarding blood, and the role of the heart is greatly reduced.

Therefore, Chris, who decided not to delay any longer, decisively launched the World Chase Technique.

The road of traveling mages is destined to be very long and difficult. And he was a monk halfway, without any master or academy to teach him systematic knowledge and theory.

He can only rely on himself to collect and study little by little.

So, time is of the essence.

And now Chris's lifespan still does not exceed that of ordinary people. Maybe a few more years, or even a dozen years.

However, this time is still too short for the mage's cultivation path. Chris has to hurry up and make himself stronger.

"It's a bit primitive!"

When Chris opened his eyes, he saw that it was a muddy road. Further on, there are no modern buildings.

Moreover, the tip of the nose can also smell a foul smell, which is the stench from animal feces, although it is not strong, but it drifts very far away.

Chris walked along the road that had already been trodden, not caring how much mud would be stained with his shoes.

It seems that it has just rained, and the ground is potholed, and it is very difficult to walk.

Step, step, step!

Moments later, behind Chris, a horse walked from far to near.

Chris leaned slightly to the side, out of the way, and then turned to look behind him.

A white horse, sitting on a horse, a black tuxedo coat, a top hat, holding the reins in one hand, and in the other, actually holding a staff of civilization.

This kind of dress is like the typical image of the British gentleman before and after the Industrial Revolution.

"Did I come to the eighteenth and nineteenth centuries? England or America?"

Chris watched the horses pass by and did not come forward to talk. However, at this time, he confirmed that there must be a town ahead.

Indeed, Chris walked forward, although the air smelled foul, but the elemental particles were somewhat active, and it was not boring to focus his mind and attention on communicating with the elemental particles.

The time passed in this way, and occasionally a man on horseback passed his figure, and a carriage carrying a noble person slowly passed by.

Occasionally, these people struck up a conversation with Chris, perhaps because of his unique temperament and the fact that he looked like a high-end outfit.

The language of the conversation was English, and as for the accent, Chris didn't hear it. I think their words and sentences are all mixed with the style of ancient times.

With English as the spoken language, Chris is naturally fine.

"Springfield, capital of Illinois, 1837. "That's where and when Chris got it by tapping on the side.

The age is indeed a bit old, the United States at this time has not experienced the Civil War, and has not yet liberated slaves, and slaves at this time are still legal in many places.

Further on, about an hour later, Chris finally saw the complex.

Houses were built in patches, and the roads were criss-crossed, but everything was very rudimentary, even the main avenue was full of mud.

Once you step on it, you can't wear your shoes anymore.

"It's time to change your boots. ”

In this era, Chris can only follow the local customs.

"This is Springfield!"

Looking at the flow of people on the avenue now, Chris is a little uncomfortable, and the flow of people is a little less. and New York in the 21st century, there is a fundamental difference between heaven and earth.

Springfield at this time was said to be the capital of Illinois, but in Chris's later eyes, it was just a small town.

The Industrial Revolution spread from England to the United States, from Boston to the North, but Springfield was still nowhere near the coastal cities.

"Regardless of the environment or the times, the most important thing is to determine the world first. Only when the world is determined can we pursue interests in a planned way. ”

Chris looked around and decided that he was going to find a place to stay first. And for this, he also needs to find someone to help.

So, seeing a store with its doors open, Chris walked in.

It seems to be a grocery store with everything. There are fruits to eat, sake to drink, and various daily necessities, which can be said to be very rich.

There are two counters on the left and right, and one person is standing on each side.

"Good morning sir, Joshua Speed will be at your service. ”

As Chris stepped into the storefront, the clerk on his left smiled and said a word of welcome.

"Chris, Christopher Nolan. I need your help. Chris also said with a smile.

"It's good, I just like to be helpful. Mr. Nolan, how can I help you?"

"Excuse me, Mr. Speed, is there a place to rent a house in this neighborhood?"

This is his first place to stay, and he still needs a place to live. Chris also asked directly, anyway, he is a master of art and bold.

As he spoke, Chris took out the gold ornament from his pocket.

This is hard currency, so he still prepared some and put it in his backpack, which does not take up weight.

"If you can, please take me to a very nice house. ”

Speed's gaze seemed to have been drawn to the golden glow, and he couldn't take his eyes off it, and it took about half a minute for him to react.

"No problem, sir. I have a suggestion that I feel you can buy the next property directly. ”

Chris smiled and placed the gold in front of Speed, "If you can, it's better." ”

Speed looked tentatively at Chris, and his hands slowly moved towards the gold.

Chris motioned for the other to take it, and then Speed cut the gold half, and pushed the other half back.

"Sir, let's go now, it's enough to have this half. ”

Chris nodded and took back the other half of the gold, a clever businessman.

"Abel, the door is closed today, and we are going to serve this gentleman today. Speed shouted to the clerk who was reading a book across from him.

"Mr. Nolan, he's my clerk, Abraham Lincoln. ”