After being dragged into the car, Ye Zhuo didn't have time to struggle, and his neck hurt, and his consciousness was completely lost.

Needless to say, it was Quinn, who dragged him to the car, who knocked him unconscious.

Dizzy and confused, I don't know how long it took, Ye Chui suddenly felt a burst of coldness on his body, accompanied by a wet feeling, he knew that it was cold water splashed on his body, which made him sober up all of a sudden, and when his consciousness recovered, he did not panic, but subconsciously jumped up from the ground, after all, he was a hacker who had reached the pinnacle in his last life, and hackers have always walked in the dark, so he has enough vigilance.

Almost as soon as he woke up, he jumped up from the ground, but as soon as he stood up straight, a long sword was already resting on his neck.

It was Quinn who was holding the sword, and in addition, Locke was standing next to him, carrying a bucket in his hand, and he must have been right who splashed Ye Droop's face just now, and it was Buska who stood behind the two of them.

"What kind of place is this?" Ye asked coldly, reaching out to touch his waist.

"This is a place where no one else will ever find you. Buscal said with a sneer, he glanced at Ye Chui's hand that was groping on his body, "Don't look for your wand, I would have already thrown it into the fire and burned it, and in addition, I also accepted the twenty-one silver coins on your body first, which is the first amount you have to repay my debts." ”

The wand and silver coins on his body were searched, which was not unexpected by Ye Tuo, but he heard something else from Buska's words: Pay me the first amount I owe?" He turned his head to look to the side, and his eyes quickly focused on the table and chair in the corner of the small dark room, and the stack of parchment paper on the table, a bottle of magic ink, and of course, a quill in the inkwell.

"You want to imprison me and help you make a magic scroll. Ye Chui guessed the reason for his captivity, and at the same time quietly breathed a sigh of relief: it seems that Buska did not intend to kill him directly to relieve his hatred.

And as long as there is no death, then there is hope.

"You're very smart, I've heard people say you're stupid and it seems to be fake, no wonder you can make hundreds of magic scrolls in three days. Buska said coldly, "In that case, then I won't talk nonsense with you, from today onwards, you make me thirty magic scrolls a day, I can guarantee that you will always live here, and at the same time, I can also guarantee that nothing will happen to your little sister Debbie, you know, although she is a giant swordsman, but after all, she is only a second-order swordsman, if I want to deal with her, it will be really easy." ”

Hearing these words, Ye Chui became inexplicably angry in his heart: "If you dare to touch Debbie, I won't spare you." ”

"Huh. Buska was indifferent to Ye Chui's threat, a magician without a wand did not pose any threat at all, not to mention, even if Ye Chui had a magic wand in his hand, it was impossible for him to be the opponent of the two second-order swordsmen beside him in this small room, so he sneered and said, "This is a business, do what we say, then everything will be fine, and when you pay off the debt you owe me, I will let you go." ”

Of course, Ye Chui knew that there was no such thing as the day when he would pay off his debts, but he still asked: "When can I pay off your debts?"

"One year, two years, three years...... When I'm satisfied. ”

Buska said with a bit of greed, he smiled coldly, waved at Locke and Quinn, turned and walked out of the room, Quinn and Locke followed, and the door of the room then slammed shut.

Outside the room was a dark corridor, and Buska's fat face was a little excited, and he turned around and explained to the two second-order swordsmen: "Take a good look at him, let him hand over thirty magic scrolls every day on time, and always be on guard against any tricks he will be asked to make." Saying this, he probably thought of his son being smashed by Ye Chui with a scroll, and he said in a deep voice, "This kid is very slippery." ”

"Mr. Buscal, I don't understand, this kid is just a second-order magician, just kill it directly, why bother to imprison it? Quinn complained a little unhappily, he was concentrated by Ye Chui's [lightning] more than half a month ago, and now he still has the scar on his face, and he has a lot of resentment towards Ye Chui.

"What do you know?" Buscal glared at Quinn, "This kid's ability to engrave magic scrolls is very powerful, and his speed is comparable to that of an intermediate and high-level magician, but when a magician reaches the intermediate and advanced level, who will carve this kind of basic magic scroll?" so this kid is a treasure, as long as he imprisons him and lets him continue to engrave magic scrolls, then we are guarding a treasure mountain, and if he is imprisoned for a year, he can make us ten thousand magic scrolls, which is fifty gold coins, which is more expensive than the lives of the two of you combined!"

Hearing Buscal's words, Quinn and Locke's eyes suddenly lit up, ordinary low-level magicians can only engrave magic scrolls at most, at most about ten a day, and Ye Zhuo can engrave thirty, which is indeed extraordinary.

Buska then snorted coldly: "The hundred gold coins that Ye Chui cheated from me before, I will let Debbie spit it out sooner or later, but now that it is numb, you will take a good look at this hammer for me first!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Buska, the two of us are here to keep this kid safe. Quinn and Locke hurriedly said.

......

The small black room was only about twenty square meters in size, and there was a smell of decay in the air, and there was a small bed in the house, and on the bed was a table with things for carving magic scrolls, and a magic lamp emitting a dim glow, and on the other side of the hut was a mess of things: old wooden boxes stacked so old that they were full of insect eyes, vases covered with cobwebs, and even a tattered black iron armor full of patina.

It was evident that the little room had been a storeroom, and the pile of things in the corner was of no value to the point that the pile had not been cleaned up when Busca was about to lock him up.

In fact, those things were really of little use to the emaciated magician of Ye Chu.

It took Ye Trai a very short time to figure out the situation of this little black house, and then he came to the conclusion that it was impossible for him to escape from here with his current ability.

There is only one door here, behind which there are two second-order swordsmen guarding, and there is a small window above, but it is actually a small hole the size of a steamed bun, which is used for ventilation, and the surrounding walls, ceilings, and floors are all hard granite, and it is obviously wishful thinking to dig a hole here to escape.

After confirming these circumstances, Ye Chu turned his head to look at the table next to him.

He's a magician, but he can't do magic without a wand, so the best he can use now is the magic scroll.

At the same time, he also understands that with the power of the five basic magic scrolls he knows, he can't do any damage to this small dark house that imprisons him, let alone ensure that he escapes, even if he uses a massive number of scrolls to smash people like the last time he dealt with Kerry, it is impossible to have any effect in a small space, so the solution is even more obvious, that is, to develop a magic scroll that is stronger than the basic magic scroll.

The logic of things is simple.

But in order to develop a magic scroll that is stronger than the basic magic scroll, then he must first understand the intermediate magic language and even the advanced magic language.

Of course, it is difficult to learn the language of magic, and no one would think that Ye Trai can learn the remaining twenty-seven of the thirty-two magic characters without a teacher, so Buska will be relieved to lock Ye Trai in a small black room and provide him with materials and tools to make magic scrolls.

Replaced by other second-order magicians, at this time, he could probably only despair like a slave who was brutally exploited.

But Ye Shui did not despair.

Even, there was a faint hint of excitement in his eyes.

In his last life, he was a peak hacker, but this does not mean how high his computer talent is, in fact, the reason why he became a peak hacker step by step is largely ...... It's forced.

Because he was expelled from school because he was addicted to games, he had to study hacking technology in order to find food for himself, and joined a hacker gang after a small achievement, but the gang was killed in a nest in the second month, and he became a nominal wanted criminal, in order to escape he had to desperately study his hacking skills, and finally mixed up a little fame, and was hostile to a foreign hacker group, challenged him, and provoked one after another, so he once again used all his strength to improve his hacking ability, and the other party stumbled to the end, and then the super virus that he worked hard to study was stolen by someone, paralyzing the online world, and everyone had nothing to do about it, he was once again forced to start studying restraint procedures, and finally surpassed his peak and truly stood on the pinnacle of hacking......

In this way, he stood at the top of the hacking field step by step.

If there is anything about him that can be called "talent", it is not his talent as a hacker, but his tenacity and the courage to dare to compete with tigers.

Now he's in a hurry.

"Damn, I'll show you a real scholar. ”

Today's first update,The cold is not good.,I'm trying to write the second update.,It shouldn't be a big problem~~~~~ cannon and so on will challenge again to continue to write a chapter of the God of Food~~~~ It wasn't updated yesterday but there are still a lot of votes.,Thank you for your support~~~~.