"The sky is exceptionally clear today."

Looking at the cloudless blue sky, Zhou Yao let out a meaningless sigh with an expressionless face.

This is a humble town located in the "Eleventh Autonomous Region for Human Survival", referred to as the Eleventh District.

The reason why this kind of middle and second full name is used is because human beings have long been expelled from their homes by the undead and fled to this land where monsters are rampant to survive.

In short, we are now in the last days.

Ignoring the strong man carrying a huge one-horned rabbit on the street, ignoring the mini ostrich with three heads on the side of the road and the little kid chasing it, Zhou Yao sighed and turned around and walked to the dilapidated shop behind him, Zhou's groceries - his current home.

He pulled the dim yellow wooden door open, and the sound of "Crunch! Voice.

The wooden plaque hanging on the door frame shook slightly with the vibration of the sound, and it seemed that it might fall down at any time, but now Zhou Yao was not in the mood to care about it.

Unlike the dilapidated façade, the interior of the grocery store is still very clean and tidy, and the traces of careful care can be clearly seen.

The dark brown solid wood floor shimmers with waxed crystals, and the quaint and old containers seem to be rejuvenated, and the scattered objects are neatly stacked inside, which makes people look quite pleasing to the eye.

Appreciating the tremendous changes in his shop in less than a day, Zhou Yao gave an order to the air that was nothing.

"Sakiya, help me get a glass of water."

As soon as his words fell, the air in the vicinity distorted, and a dashing figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

The short silver hair is tied into a small twist braid between the temples, the bright color and the white skin reflect each other, and the pretty face will be recognized as a first-class beauty no matter who looks at it, but unfortunately the lively expression on it is not visible at all, the aqua blue eyes are staring at Zhou Yao intently, and the orthodox maid dress with a blue background and white tones shows full charm.

Sixteen Saya held the round tray in his hand and bowed his head to serve the drink that had been prepared.

"Thanks, Sakiya."

Zhou Yao nodded in thanks, picked up the water cup and drank it all in one gulp, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart after drinking, she was worthy of being the most professional maid, and even the boiled water poured had a charming sweetness.

"Because of the sugar, master."

The cold gaze seemed to see through Zhou Yao's careful thoughts, and he unceremoniously corrected his master.

“……”

Zhou Yao was speechless, and the current maid even made mind reading a compulsory subject?

Returning the cup to Sixteen Nightsaki, Zhou Yao stretched out his arms and walked towards his bedroom.

Sixteen Nightsaki, who remained in place, bowed deeply to the master's back and disappeared into thin air, this is the order that Zhou Yao had given her since the day she summoned her, to conceal his existence.

Although no one in this world recognizes Sixteen Nightsakiya, but in another world, that is, Zhou Yao's hometown, her fame is well-known.

So when he summoned Sixteen Nightsakiya, Zhou Yao was very excited, it was the first time he felt that "there is nothing wrong with crossing over" after crossing into this world.

That's right, Zhou Yao is a time-traveler from Earth.

Before the crossing, he was just an ordinary young office worker, the kind who would soon be submerged if thrown into the sea of people.

Every day when he goes to work and works in a mixed bag, he stays at home after work to play games and watch anime, and he continues to live a life that is equivalent to eating and waiting for death day after day, but he still enjoys it.

Originally, he thought that life would go on like this, an ordinary birth, an ordinary life, and then an ordinary death. Although I am a little sorry for this, I have no intention of asking for anything.

But what he didn't expect was that an accident allowed him to realize his wish to often yy in private, and he crossed over.

Thinking of that accident, Zhou Yao had a headache, not only psychologically, but also physically.

I don't know if he didn't look at the calendar when he went to the toilet, he slipped and fell, hit his head on the newly bought toilet, and then ...... There is no then.

When I opened my eyes again, I came to this strange world, and I became the new owner of this body, and naturally received the memories of the original owner.

The original owner of this body was also called Zhou Yao, not only had the same name and surname as him, but also had a similar physique and appearance, thanks to this, it didn't take him long for him to adapt to this new body.

In Zhou Yao's memory, people in this world can cultivate magic, but only those who have opened the magic circuit are qualified to cultivate.

The original Zhou Yao accidentally turned on the magic circuit during a meditation, and he cried with joy and jumped around on the bed like crazy, in order to vent the excitement in his heart. So tragedy happened, he slipped and fell to the ground under his feet, but unfortunately he was still head-down, and as a result, he ascended to heaven on the spot, allowing Zhou Yao, who came to cross, to pick up a bargain and accept his body.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yao sighed, and it was him who was happy and sad.

Wandering his slightly tired body, Zhou Yao walked into the familiar bedroom in his memory, which was empty and had no furniture except for the wooden bed and table.

Why is it so concise, in a word, there is no money!

Although it has a history of more than 100 years and is a time-honored brand in the town, the business situation is really not optimistic, and he can only barely make ends meet, not to mention adding furniture, and even changing a plaque to the store is a luxury.

He lay on his back on the shabby wooden bed, and the feeling of comfort immediately relaxed his body and mind.

The wandering gaze lingered on the gloomy ceiling for a few moments, and finally shifted to the back of his raised right hand, where a bright red ornate pattern gradually emerged, and seven rings of different sizes were layered on top of each other, each inlaid with a sphere scattered around, and the whole appeared to look like planets orbiting the sun.

Spell ...... The strongest medium used to summon legendary heroes.

A few days ago, it suddenly appeared on the back of Zhou Yao's hand, which made Zhou Yao really shocked, and he thought that the Holy Grail War was going to be held somewhere.

He is a rookie who has just opened the magic circuit, and he is the life of cannon fodder.

However, he was relieved to think that this was not the world of "Moon" in his memory, and even if there were magic circuits and spells, there would not necessarily be a Holy Grail War.

Soon he shifted his attention, and the temptation to summon the mythical hero made his heart flutter, and he threw himself into the preparation of the summon as his heart was not as good as action.

I don't know if it's the credit of the second memory, which made his memories before crossing over again, including fragments of "fate" that he watched several times.

So, yesterday he successfully summoned the Heroic Spirit, but to his surprise, the other party was not the hero of myths and legends, but the sixteen nights of Sakuya from the second dimension.

Although the result is surprising, but compared to the five big and three rough men, the two-dimensional beautiful girl is more satisfying to him, not only strong but also eye-catching.

Turning over, Zhou Yao took out a square box from under the pillow of the wooden bed, the cardboard packaging was a little yellowed, and it looked very old.

When the box was opened, there was a thin book in gray packaging, and the handwriting on the cover had been worn out for the most part, and only the name of a magician could be vaguely recognized.

Magic notes in the form of paper like this are not uncommon outside, mainly the magic experience written down by some second- and third-rate magicians, these people do not have enough talent to precipitate the accumulation of knowledge, and cannot make magic engravings to pass on to future generations, and can only prove in this way that they have existed and worked hard.

The anonymous magician's notebook in Zhou Yao's hand is one of them, but it was not bought from a wandering merchant passing through the town, but it was left in the store.

For magicians, this kind of notebook is mostly basic knowledge, so it is not of much value. But for a "waste material" like Zhou Yao, who only opened the magic circuit in his twenties and didn't even have a mentor to teach and solve doubts, it was undoubtedly a relief in the snow, and he now had an empty ticket but couldn't find the door to enter the realm of magicians.

Flipping through the magic notes, Zhou Yao was suddenly immersed in it, and the thin pages were quickly read by him, he closed the notes unsatisfactorily, turned around and dragged out a cardboard box from under the bed.

There are only two entry-level magic tricks recorded in this notebook, one is the "magic bullet" that releases magic power and condenses into energy balls, the simplest attack method in magic. One is the clay circle of mana manipulation, which helps to strengthen the magician's control of mana, and is the basis for manipulation and manipulation.

The contents of the cardboard box are the tools and materials needed to practice the clay circle—a small bucket of mercury, and five cute-shaped clay figures.

After a while, Zhou Yao skillfully drew a simple mercury circle on the ground, and couldn't wait to put the five clay puppets in the center of the circle and start the cultivation of the clay circle.

He adjusted his breathing, focused on the clay puppet, and then tightened his middle two fingers, forcing the magic power in his body to the magic circle on the ground, and suddenly a burst of fluorescence lit up, and the mercury that formed the magic circle beat actively, and the five clay puppets moved.

They got up from the ground one after another, standing still in place, like soulless puppets, under the manipulation of Zhou Yao's concentration, they swayed their limbs stiffly, and slowly moved within the range of the circle.

At the beginning, the puppet could only move simply, and with the extension of time, the puppet's movements became more and more smooth, and under Zhou Yao's order, they could also fight each other to the extent that they could fight each other, on the contrary, Zhou Yao's magic power consumption was also very fast, considering that there was still the cultivation of magic bullets in the future, he reluctantly stopped the supply of magic power, and the five puppets became dead again.

After a brief tidying up, Zhou Yao put the doll back into the box, and the moment he closed the box, the corner of his eye caught sight of a swarthy metal-like stone thing placed in the corner.

It was also found in the sixteenth night when he was cleaning up the shop, at first Zhou Yao thought it was an ordinary ore, but after smashing it with a hammer dozens of times, he found that there was no damage at all, so he put it away and thought that it might come in handy in the future.

Stretching his body a few times to relieve the fatigue caused by the consumption of magic power, Zhou Yao got up and walked out, and then as long as he was proficient in mastering the magic bullet, he could sleep well.

A few minutes later, in a clearing outside the town, Zhou Yao was pouring sweat and practicing shooting at three of his homemade iron targets a few meters away.

He put his palms together in the direction of the target, and the surging magic power was released from his body and turned into particles of light gathered in the palm of his hand, and a ball of magic bullets the size of eggs was made and then shot out, Zhou Yao kept repeating this process, skillfully controlling the trajectory of the magic bullet shooting.

"Thanks to the cultivation of the Clay Formation, the accuracy of the magic bullet is getting higher and higher now."

After the training, Zhou Yao breathed a sigh of relief. After the unremitting efforts of the past few days, he has progressed from the first ten out of one to the current top ten**, and initially has the value of actual combat, and then as long as the power of the magic bullet is improved, it can really become his own means of attack.

Sixteen Nightsaki walked over unhurriedly and handed over a towel to wipe off sweat and drinking water, and every time at this time, Zhou Yao wondered where these things came from.