The town of Nielan is a small town located in the south of the city of Dolaiz, and the main production of spices is close to the vast Luxuriant Forest, because the Luxuriant Forest produces an important aromatic plant, although the number is scarce and easy to attract predators, because of its high value, there are still many hunters who gather this plant for their business.

With these two conveniences, the small town of Niairan still has a certain degree of prosperity, even though it is far away from the city of Dolez.

Today is the end of the growing season, the town is as calm and serene as ever, the morning breeze blows through the gravel pavement, the nesting crows chirp in the branches, the sun through the hazy morning mist awakens the enthusiasm of the people, the farmers go to the fields, the hunters pack their backpacks, the children play as always, everything looks the same as usual!

But today, after decades of calm, the small town of Niairan is about to welcome an uninvited guest............

On a hillside on the outskirts of the town, a magnificent carriage stopped there at some point, and this carriage crossing Phnom Penh actually used two tall horses to pull the carriage, and no matter who could judge from the luxury of the carriage, its owner was either rich or expensive!

The curious and bold boys and girls saw a figure in a robe walking down from the carriage from a distance, and the young man had a suffocating and trembling leather...... Or rather, the pale cyan robe he wore flashed with a kind of supple brilliance that would never appear in the linen clothes on their bodies, and this domineering and chic image could be said to have captured the hearts of all the young girls in an instant.

But although the admiration in their eyes was completely overflowing, all the girls still followed the teenagers who had already gone away in panic and quickly left, because whether it was the golden mystical runes on the robes or the real sense of danger of the young people everywhere now, they were all reminding people that the other party was a mage!

For the townsfolk who grew up in the adult "mage eats children" education, the mage itself represents mystery, horror, and absolutely unapproachable qualities.

It was Punk who stepped out of the carriage, and he chose such a prosperous but relatively quiet town as his research and study base for the next hundred years.

Now the punk is in a very good mood, and the spokesperson he chose, the aristocratic little girl named Luttaran, still has two brushes, and after going to the mage's guild to buy some messy things (using McNessie's wallet to pay the bill), it seems that the little girl who is still angry has not only completed the task, but also got the cooperation agreement of the three magic shops.

Thinking of the appearance of Xiao Lori when she showed off her "achievements" to herself, Punk also had to admit that although the other party was not mature enough in mind, her talent in business methods was really not inferior!

"So I still have some level of looking at people."

Punk touched his smooth chin, a rare smile on his face, if there was no surprise, for a period of time, there was no need to worry about the economic aspects of his research plan, and all that was left was to start the study of magic in earnest.

But before you can do your research, you need a place to live that you can at least use.

Punk looked around the small hill that was not too high, he planned to build a square tower as an experimental base, the condescending location would help defend against the attacks of ordinary armies, and the open view would help to detect the enemy, although he could not afford to build a real mage tower, but even an ordinary base should be carefully considered for defense.

Ignoring the greetings of a few apprentice-level professionals in a few small towns at the bottom of the hillside, he didn't have the heart to communicate with this group of ants at all, and he released a relatively simple formal-level spell - sound playback!

This spell was the one that Menessey had used to "broadcast" the whole city, and as a full-fledged life spell, it made enough sound for half the city to hear the content of the "broadcast".

So, on this quiet morning, the loud sound of thunder like a hammer suddenly falling on the glass easily broke all the silence, and the more than 30,000 residents of the entire small town of Niellan endured the loud noise and heard the punk's extremely high-profile announcement:

"I ...... It's the official mage punk-cyan, I will settle on the southern slopes of this town, I will not accept any visit from anyone, for any reason, at any time, and I will not allow any ridiculous ants to disturb my great experiments, I hope you will remember what I say"!

This is a rather arrogant declaration, but for a formal-level powerhouse, for a town that doesn't even have a trainee-level professional, punk's behavior can be said to be very low-key and kind.

The reason why he came up and came up with an unceremonious "Tell the Whole Town Ant Book" was not because he wanted to make any limelight, and he just wanted to strangle the stammering of those nobles, the unsightly fools, and the death of curious bear children in the cradle.

Punk thinks it's a waste of time and boring to play a pig or a tiger, or to be cool, and, most importantly - the spells he's going to study are so sophisticated that they can't tolerate anyone to disturb them, and if it's not too far away from town to get resources, Punk plans to dig a deep pit underground to study.

The domineering speech and domineering style directly scared away the nobles and townspeople who were still warmly greeting just now, so they lived in a world where magic was rampant, even ordinary people knew that they could send out this kind of magic "broadcast" that made the ears of the whole town buzz, which was enough to prove that Punk was definitely a powerful professional, and many of the professionals were irritable and irritable, and the timid townspeople dared to continue to stay!

Coldly watching those overly enthusiastic nobles, townspeople, and professionals all leave in fear, Punk nodded with satisfaction, he can be regarded as a successful image of a recluse mage in their hearts, although it is not enough to stop those boring little nobles from giving up on the door, but he believes that after he indiscriminately blew up two or three fools who take their "declaration" as a deaf ear, those nobles with a problem with stammering people will not be endlessly noisy and annoying.

Looking at the neatly arranged town under the hillside, smelling the fragrance of spice plants in the air, the breeze stirring the tender green grass blades at his feet and swaying slowly, a feeling of relaxation and happiness arose, Punk touched the brass space ring on his hand, felt the faint fluctuations of the magic book and magic materials inside, and indifferently took out a clear and shiny yellow gem from it............ It's time to start building a beautiful research base!

The glow of Mira and Chikazar was gradually dispelling the hazy morning mist, and a new day began.