When the students of the School of Magic integrated into this society, the inherent pyramid of society was naturally impacted.

Some of them were absorbed by the two church organizations of the Guardian and the Evil, and the official organization also absorbed some of them, but the more students were disdainful, and while learning the knowledge of the mage, they also learned the pride of the mage, and this group of people disdained to integrate into the supernatural, they felt that the supernatural were barbarians, and they only knew how to rely on the primitive bloodline, which was the greatest waste of resources.

Therefore, there are naturally some mage organizations outside the three major churches in society, such as the Black Night Society.

"This world is like this, resources are controlled by a small number of people, they conceal information, ignorant civilians, if you don't know, forget it, be an ant for a lifetime and work until you die and be happy, but now you see it, you know the existence of the extraordinary, the power of the supernatural, and you know that there are still immortal people in this world, knowing this information, now you, can you go back? Are you willing!"

In a dark alley, a man in a black robe, hiding in the dark, said to a middle-aged man next to him who was leaning against the wall.

"I want to ..... too But they're stuck in the path to becoming a supernatural person, and I don't have the ability to qualify myself...... Not eligible for ......"

"The wail of the weak. ”

The black-robed man's voice gradually changed, full of bewitchment.

"In this society, weakness is original sin, and the solution to original sin is ...... Get stronger!"

A slight twisted arc of electricity appeared in the palm of the mage's hand, and in the dark alley, lightning suddenly appeared, and the blue arc illuminated the entire passage, and the half-drunk middle-aged man looked horrified when he saw this scene.

Extraordinary power!

"Want to get stronger?"

The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and nodded violently, he had never felt that the opportunity to change his fate was so close to him.

"Five million, I know you have. ”

The black-robed mage collected the lightning, took out a light blue glass medicine bottle from his clothes, and said to the middle-aged man.

"Drink it and you'll be stronger. ”

"...... with your strength"

The middle-aged man didn't understand that the other party was an extraordinary powerhouse, how could he still be short of money.

"Stay in awe to live a long time, this bottle of potion, do you buy it?"

The black-robed mage is too lazy to explain to this kind of person who has not become an extraordinary person, in their understanding, the extraordinary person should do whatever he wants, but in fact, how can it be that simple, the world has its own rules, and the extraordinary person will also be bound, or even more, but ordinary people can't understand it.

"Buy!"

The middle-aged man took out his bank card, the black-robed mage showed a smile, and took out a credit card machine, this middle-aged man is the fat sheep he has observed for a long time, and he has investigated whether there is money on him before he makes a move.

At the top of the building, a woman with long purple hair watched the transaction below until it was completed.

"Selling knowledge for money is an insult to the guru. ”

This purple-haired woman is one of Zuo Meng's seven disciples at the beginning - Mo, and she is also the senior sister who raised objections to the source of the power of the supernatural, Mo's strength is very strong, she has been promoted to a real mage long before graduation, and after obtaining the meditation method taught by Zuo Meng, she has been promoted to a third-level mage in just four years, approaching the realm of a fourth-level archmage.

After graduating from Wu Li, Mo did not join the Guardians, she was a proud person, and this pride made her unable to accept the choice of being in the company of the Stranger.

The other black-robed mage was a thin boy who raised the problem of strange things at the beginning, Qi, one of the seven students of the dean, Qi, like Mo, has grown to the level of a third-level mage, and in the year since graduation, the two of them have traveled a lot, and they were fine at first, but as time went on, the differences between the two became bigger and bigger. The reason for the disagreement is the attitude of the two men towards knowledge and their concept of life.

Compared to Mo, Qi's thoughts are more extreme, he not only respects the supremacy of mages, but even disregards life. Qi's attitude towards ordinary people is more extreme than the believers of the dark god 'evil', evil at least recognizes that he is a human being, but Qi no longer admits that he is a human at all, he thinks that the mage is a higher race, even if it is a blood relative, he is just as indifferent, in Qi's opinion, he should be another kind of higher life, and his parents are just tools to raise himself.

"From the moment we graduate, we are already qualified mages, and the mentor is just a guide on our life path, and it is up to us how we go next. A flame burned out of thin air, and a black-robed mage walked out of the flames, and this person was the black-robed mage who was still trading below.

"That potion you gave him doesn't make him truly strong. ”

"But you can help him gain some of his extraordinary powers, but at some cost. The black-robed mage glanced at the middle-aged man below like an ant, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

"Let's separate here, and the next time we meet, I hope we won't be enemies. ”

There was a pause for a moment, but the choice was finally made.

Part company with.

Perhaps this was meant to be from the beginning.

She took a step forward, her body falling into the air, turning into bits of grit and scattering.

"The persistence of the weak. ”

Looking at the back of his classmate and friend who disappeared, Qi Shen laughed, and then disappeared into the air......

Jiangyue City.

Old tube building.

Compared to four years ago, the building has hardly changed, just like it was when it was in high school.

The little fat man Ding Le dragged his suitcase, got off the taxi, walked through the familiar street, and knocked on the iron door of his house.

"Is anyone home?"

Ding Le didn't take the key to open the door, he wanted to surprise his mother. Four years of college life, let Ding Le grow a lot, the teaching of the master of the ring made him understand the mother's difficulty, in other words, although the master of the name of the ring made Ding Le give up the opportunity of the creator of the dream world, but also let him understand the truth of real life, compared to the ignorant children who stayed at home, Ding Le undoubtedly grew up. This is also the reason why Ding Le trusts the Master of the Ring so much, because in this world, the Master of the Ring is indeed helping him and teaching him.

Bang dang!

After the sound of the iron door, Wang Mei, who was a little haggard compared to four years ago, opened the door.

"Son?!"

Wang Mei let out an exclamation, and tears came out instantly.

In the four years he went to college, Ding Le basically rarely went home, because of the secrecy of the spell students, most of the time Ding Le studied in school in a closed way, even if he came out occasionally, he went to the White Dragon Temple to study with the master of the ring, and the number of times he came back was only a handful, not that he didn't want to, but his mother didn't let him.

As a mother, Wang Mei is absolutely qualified, any decision she makes is for her son, and it is precisely because of this maternal love that Ding Le is more energetic and harder.

"Go in first, you're tired, why don't you say a word to your mother when you come back......

Wang Mei took the suitcase in her son's hand, and the familiar nagging came out of her mouth, but to Ding Le's ears, it was so heartwarming.

At this moment, all the magic, the abilities, and the strange things were all forgotten.

Because...... He went home.