"The infiltration of the world realm is the beginning of the war between the various planes......

Raymond, holding a book in his hand, was sitting in the library of the Wizarding Academy.

There were more than a dozen thick books beside him, and the faint streamer on the cover showed that none of these books were ordinary.

"On the Necessity of the Battle of the Plane", "The Secret Story of the Demon Jīng World", and "The Detailed Explanation of the Specialties of the Underworld World"......

Raymond's eyes flashed red, and his fingers were mechanically turning the pages, but a four-legged snake that came out of the pages in vain bit his fingers with a hissing sound.

A green luster appeared on the surface of his body, and Raymond, who turned his gaze, saw that the eyes of this phantom four-legged snake were still shining with cold light.

However, its sharp teeth did not play any role in the bite, but only made its body more blurred.

With a flick of his fingers, the four-legged snake that was instantly bounced off turned into countless particles in the air, and was quickly reabsorbed by the book in his hand, and then the book returned to its original quietness.

"These old things who write books have to toss such weirdness to scare people!" scolded hatefully, but Raymond was no stranger to such a sneak attack.

The phantom of the four-legged snake is nothing more than a prank, one of the bad tastes of the person who made the book in his hand.

Raymond had been frightened countless times by the strange creatures that suddenly appeared in these books, and now he was completely immune.

These wizards who make books, I don't know what kind of bad taste they have, if you want to read their books, not only do you need to reach the strength of a first-level wizard, but also these strange little magic traps they set up in the books are even more strange.

The disgusting worms that suddenly popped out when turning the page, the bloody female corpses that let out terrible screams, and the phantom of a child who had been skinned......

Originally, he had come to the library with excitement and excitement to absorb knowledge, but on his first day here, Raymond was overwhelmed by these annoying spell traps.

But the library room, which is only open to wizards above the first level, has a lot of classics for reference among the hundreds of books in it, although Raymond was scared a lot at the beginning, but he also gained a lot.

All kinds of strange rumors, legendary plane battles, biographies of great figures of the wizarding class, the generation and role of various resources, and the introduction of strange races......

A large amount of information is stored under the recording of the chip, and in the task list of the chip, there is also an additional task of screening and error correction.

Because of the myriad schools of wizarding that have resulted in a wide variety of spells, especially in the canon of the wizarding academy, Raymond also found descriptions of the most bizarre "spell masters".

According to the narrator's words, the knowledge of these "spell masters" passed down from time to time is mastered by some people with special potentials and can be used for terrible spells, making them the most abominable of all, but they must be extremely careful, and they are the only casters who do not need to be strong.

Maybe it's just a second-level apprentice strength of a spell master, after they use their powerful soul power, with the help of various weird and bizarre magic weapons, they can easily skip the level to kill a first-level wizard.

As for the division of strength of normal wizards, Raymond also found a few words in a bard's notebook.

Among the ancient wizards, there was a sober named "King of the Land", Heynmu, who once cast a spell in a battle of the plane, killing most of the natives of this plane, and turning this plane with a vast desert land into his private garden in just three days.

"Level six!" Raymond, who sighed with emotion, muttered to himself when he thought of the power of this ancient wizard. "The legendary level, I can't imagine such a slaughter scene at all......"

Closing the books in front of him, all the books that were placed next to him had been recorded by the chip, so Raymond stood up and walked to the bookshelf with all the books in his hand.

Hundreds of books that can only be read with strength were recorded in the chip by Raymond in two days.

Even the indescribable speed of swallowing dates can only be done by chips with recording functions.

For the content of many books, Raymond only needs to open each page of the book, and the content can be recorded by the chip in an instant, without Raymond having to watch it seriously.

The library of the Wizarding Academy in the Red Wetland, all the books in it that could be consulted by Raymond, were quickly collected by him into the chip, and after waiting for the chip to complete the correction, it was transmitted to his brain memory area.

He put the last batch of books back in the distance, and on the cover of the last book that he tucked back into its place was a vigorous meditation grass, looking at this familiar plant, Raymond suddenly thought of the little Nemo left in the bedroom.

"At least ten piles of meditation grass spawned by spells are needed a day," Raymond, who frowned, began to calculate. "To create more than 100 catties of meditation grass, you need to repeat it more than five times......"

According to the requirements of the spell of the spawning plant, each spawn only costs five mana points of Raymond, but such a large number of meditation grass spawned by the spell can only increase the weight of little Nemo by 10 grams.

"If you eat such a heavy thing, it will all be decomposed into the most basic energy particles, and if you eat this little thing like this," Thinking of Raymond, whose face turned black here, he didn't dare to imagine it anymore. "It will double its appetite after a week, double again after a month, and continue to double after three months......"

Raymond's eyes widened in shock, and he immediately judged that in a month's time, he would be completely reduced to a little Nemo's slave.

Every day, all the mana needs to be used to give birth to the meditation grass, and if this part of the meditation recovery is removed, then Raymond will fall into an absolutely insoluble situation after a month.

Raymond's frowning expression completely fell, and he immediately rushed back to his bedroom.

Pushing open the bedroom door that had been sealed by his spell, he was greeted by an empty room, and sure enough, in less than two days, a room full of meditation grass had disappeared.

Even the grass clippings on the ground were cleaned up, and little Nemo was lying comfortably in the transparent container, snoring and falling asleep.

Stretching out his finger, he poked little Nemo's round belly, and little Nemo, who didn't even open his eyes, immediately let out a roar. "Mom, you can't be disturbed when a child sleeps, and the big bad guy can't make a child sleep, and it won't grow up to be a big ......"