Chapter Seventy-One: God's Voice
For most people in New York City, it's an ordinary day. But for the wizards of the Magic Council, today is a nightmare day.
About an hour ago, almost all the wizards sensed that the unknown formation that enveloped the entire New York City suddenly activated. And it's running at a power that's never been done before. This is also the first time since the construction of this large array that it is running at full capacity. That huge sense of oppression, which surrounds all the mages, makes people almost crazy.
Under Lin Xuan's manipulation, all the changes in the core node were suppressed. Only the spatial aspect remains. Lin Xuan was about to try to cut a piece of space. It is said to be a separation, but the whole process has nothing to do with cutting.
Lin Xuan's magic array restrained a piece of space, and then gradually contracted. Cracks began to appear throughout the space. And gradually extended, outside the field of vision of ordinary people, a dark crack appeared in the void of New York City. Therefore, it is more appropriate to say that the whole process is actually torn.
The self-healing nature of space begins to fight back. But the Super Magic Array that enveloped the entire New York City easily maintained the torn situation. The whole torn space is actually not large, only the size of a manor. But don't forget that there's also the Traceless Expansion Charm.
The Traceless Expansion Spell cannot be cast directly at a space. He was only able to cast on one carrier. This is because all the spaces are connected, so if you cast a spell directly on a certain space, the power of the expansion spell will be directly dispersed throughout the world. This loses its original meaning.
But now it's a different story, and there's a small piece of separate space. When Lin Xuan cast the Traceless Expansion Spell with all his might, a space that had expanded dozens of times appeared.
At this time, it was time for Lin Xuan's shaping magic performance. It's a pity that Lin Xuan's guy doesn't have the slightest research on architecture. Completely based on personal feelings, built haphazardly. The result is a 'lump' of strange things.
Well, thinking about it, it can only be described as a 'lump'. According to the different styles of architecture he saw from film and television dramas, they were randomly integrated. Of course, in his opinion, this is called taking the head of a hundred schools. But it's really just a hodgepodge of mixed together. In the end, a 'lump' of things that I don't know what to call is formed. The result of wanting everything is not getting anything. However, Lin Xuan is still very satisfied with this, and thinks that he has the potential to be an artist.
Of course, Lin Xuan only completed the construction of the relevant basic parts. In order to truly become a school, a lot of details need to be built. This is not something that can be solved by magic all at once. It takes a lot of time to iterate and adjust.
The independent space has stabilized. Of course, Lin Xuan didn't have any powerful power to permanently cut the space at one time. So he adjusted the output of the magic array. A part of the magic is divided to maintain the independence of the entire space. He also has an emergency response system in place at the school.
Once the outer magic array is broken, the self-healing nature of the space will forcibly heal the crack. This can lead to space warps in the process. This is where the emergency response system comes in handy. It can replace the role of the outer magic array for a certain period of time, so that the school can have enough time to react.
The vast majority of New York City citizens don't notice anything wrong. There are a few sensitive people who feel something different. But I can't say exactly what has changed. But the New York Council of Magic did know what was going on.
"What's going on?"
"It's clear that he's tearing apart a portion of space. No one has done this for many years. ”
"But what's the point, space heals itself."
"It's not a problem for him. Don't forget that the whole of New York City is shrouded in that magic circle, and maintaining a spatial rift is not a problem. ”
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Lin Xuan didn't know what the Magic Council was talking about him. Now he is in the midst of the first wave of recruitment.
After all, magic is a legendary existence, and for most people it is something that only exists in the imagination. Therefore, Lin Xuan's enrollment can only be implemented from those children. Before their worldview is formed, showing them a magical world will be more helpful for them to learn magic in the future.
The enrollment of wizarding schools in this world is different. They are more inclined to the potential of the bloodline. The vast majority of young wizards are descendants of ancient wizards, or half-bloods. For this reason, the wizarding world is even divided into two factions. Each represents a different point of view. Pure-blood families even give mixed races a discriminatory name, "Mudblood". It can be seen that even racial discrimination can be said to be deeply rooted in the bones of Westerners. Even in a world like the wizarding world, where strength is respected, this phenomenon will still occur.
Lin Xuan no longer cares about blood. Pure-blooded little wizards couldn't come to his school. What he needs is a child with outstanding mental strength. At this time, New York City had hundreds of thousands of poor people. These people were Lin Xuan's main target.
Because there are so few teachers. Even Nick Mailer pulled a few of his disciples over. At the same time, a few old wizards from the hidden city were also brought in, but the number was still not enough to support a school. Therefore, Lin Xuan's first enrollment was locked at about fifty people.
New York at this time was already one of the most prosperous cities in the world. But behind the prosperity, there is the wailing of hundreds of thousands of slum people. The rise of industrialization has left too many craftsmen unemployed. The advent of the Diligence Crisis intensified the wave of unemployment. The gap between rich and poor has widened, creating a huge slum behind New York City's prosperity.
They don't have jobs and most of them don't have an education. This means that they don't even have any hope of rising. According to most people, all they can do is wait for government relief or pray to God. Unfortunately, they couldn't pay their indulgences, so God never heard them.
Know that one day, some of their children heard the voice of God. At least that's what they think. They are guided by sound and move through the city. All the way to New York City's Central Park. It's always been a no-go zone for them, and there are quite a few police officers patrolling here to prevent them from stealing and to chase them away.
But this time there was no resistance. The usually vicious policemen didn't seem to see them, and just let them go into the park.
The sound in my ears became clearer and clearer. It seems that the person who speaks is in their ears. Until their eyes suddenly changed, and a completely different picture appeared in front of their eyes. It was a huge house when it was ugly.
Kindness. This is probably the first impression of all children. That's not the point for them, though. The point is that in front of that house, there is a huge table. The table was filled with a variety of snacks and fruits. An adult dressed in strange clothes stood at the table, beckoning them to eat as much as they wanted.