A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 29 Spells and Alchemy

"May I ask why the title of this book is somewhat similar to 'The Wizard and the Spell'?"

The moment those words were spoken, the woman standing opposite Brother Hua's face suddenly darkened.

"I know what you're trying to say, I didn't plagiarize. But your spell class grades don't seem to be very good, don't you know that?"

"Don't know what?"

"I wrote 'Mage and Spells,' while this book, 'Spells and Alchemy,' is my latest work. You can think of it as an advanced version of the previous book. It removes a lot of common-sense explanations and various spells, and the knowledge in it mainly focuses on the learning and application of alchemy."

You're wearing a hoodie, what am I supposed to see?!

Hua Ge thought to himself, "This is what I'm thinking."

He then realized that he had not spoken his thoughts aloud.

The time for the mantra has come.

After explaining Hua Ge's doubts, the man asked again.

"Alright, I've answered your questions. Now it's your turn to make a choice."

"Complete his task, and I can give you 100 million gold coins and the opportunity to become my apprentice."

"What if I refuse?"

"You wouldn't want to know."

The calm tone and simple answer instilled fear in Hua Ge, as if something terrible would really happen if he refused.

At this moment, a voice rang in Hua Ge's mind: "Those who know when to yield are the heroes."

"I agree, but just give me some gold coins. As for becoming your apprentice, I'd better decline."

"What? Do you know what you refused?"

The woman next to him looked surprised, seemingly not expecting Hua Ge to do such a thing.

"I love saying no to self-righteous people the most."

"you……"

Seeing Hua Ge's answer, the woman's expression turned sour, her face flushed with anger.

"Everyone has their own ambitions; perhaps his ambitions lie elsewhere."

The man next to her waved his hand, signaling the woman not to get angry.

"Since you've agreed, let's sign the contract."

The man took out a piece of paper from his robe and handed it to Brother Hua.

This is a piece of paper made of an unknown biological leather, and there are not many words on it.

"Party A and Party B have reached a cooperation agreement. Party A will provide the books, and Party B will be responsible for uploading the books provided by Party A to the forum and keeping them there for at least five days. Party A will pay Party B 100 million gold coins in advance and promises to protect Party B's life and property within the Mage Alliance area..."

This is the main content; the rest are some additional terms and conditions.

These terms and conditions even clearly indicate how many hours constitute a day, as well as various disclaimers, such as the various preconditions for ensuring his life and property safety, etc.

What worries Hua Ge the most is the punishment for breach of contract.

"If Party B breaches the contract, its soul will be extracted by Party A."

"Please forgive my caution. I know that physical death is insignificant to you, but I must remind you that you can only avoid physical death. Once you break the contract, your soul will be extracted directly by me. As for what will happen to your soul after it is extracted? I cannot guarantee that."

Noticing Hua Ge's question, the man offered an explanation.

"What if I fail to send it for any reason? What if someone deletes it after I send it?"

After all, it might involve his own life, and given the current bizarre situation, Brother Hua didn't dare to really gamble with his life.

"You can be temporarily exempted from punishment for these unforeseen circumstances, but the contract will allow me to find you, and then we can continue to discuss what to do."

Having answered the question, the man fell silent and said no more.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

Seeing this, Brother Hua knew he had to sign. They were being so friendly; if he didn't sign, he'd be lovesick.

However, he still had a hunch in the end, and he signed with Vulart instead of his real name.

After glancing at the signature on the contract, the man chuckled again, as if he had already seen through Brother Hua's little scheme. Then he stood up and prepared to leave.

"You haven't signed it yet!"

"Take another look? I've already signed it."

Brother Hua picked up the contract and saw that it was indeed signed. Unfortunately, before he could even examine the other party's name closely, the contract spontaneously combusted and burned to ashes in just a few seconds.

"The contract is complete. Do what you're supposed to do, and you'll receive the gold coins later."

In an instant, the man vanished as if he had never existed.

"This is your payment."

The woman took out a purple crystal card with various intricate engravings on it and handed it to Brother Hua.

"There are 100 million gold coins in this card. You can just go to the bank and exchange them. You can withdraw them anytime."

Seemingly not wanting to waste words with Brother Hua, the woman quickly walked out of the room.

"Clatter".

The handcuffs and shackles binding Brother Hua instantly came off, and he regained his freedom.

However, Hua Ge, who had gained his freedom, was not as happy as he had imagined, because he still couldn't exit the game; the system still showed that he was locked.

"It seems we have no choice but to do as they say."

For his own life, and also for the sake of his downline, Brother Hua looked at the book in front of him, which was almost as thick as a dictionary, and felt a pang of melancholy.

Fortunately, unlike traditional mobile phone screenshots which require manual operation, the game system's screenshot function is very intelligent. You can take a screenshot of anything within your field of vision. Just now, although Brother Hua couldn't log out, adhering to his principle of posting on his WeChat Moments no matter what happened, he even recorded the video of himself being threatened.

"I'm going to post these two online in a bit! What's wrong with this BYD game?"

Unfortunately, complaining was useless, so Hua Ge could only frantically flip through the book to capture the pictures, since he would have to post them on the forum later.

"I wonder what those two are up to. Is releasing a lousy book really worth a million gold coins?"

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Two hours later.

"Finally finished."

After taking countless screenshots, Hua Ge finally managed to upload the image to the forum.

Then he looked at the book cover, where the editor's name was displayed, which was also the name of the person who had kidnapped him.

"The Mage Napamela"

After searching his mind for a long time, Brother Hua still couldn't recall the name at all. Since he couldn't figure it out, he simply stopped thinking about it.

Having completed his mission, Brother Hua took off running; he didn't want to stay in this wretched place for even a second longer.

I'll go to the bank in a bit to see if there are 100 million gold coins in the card. If there are, then he won't have to worry about the rest of his life.

Do you know how much money one gold coin can be exchanged for in the trading house?

Thirty thousand! A full thirty thousand—that's more money than you can fit in a pocket!

If there really were 100 million gold coins on the card...

300 billion! That's all it takes to achieve 300 small goals!

Then why bother playing games?

I'm going straight back to reality, traveling the world, having a blast at the beach, and throwing a huge party with all my good buddies!

The story ends here. No one knows whether there were actually 100 million gold coins in the card after that, but Hua Ge's account did post a screenshot of that book.

After telling this story, Brother Hua seemed to disappear. No one knew if he was still alive, nor did anyone know if the story was true or false.

People on the forum debated this endlessly, with some believing it to be true and others thinking it was just a fabricated story to generate accounts.

"Some of this content may be true, but some of it is true, while others are unlikely."

"Huh? Why isn't the original poster saying anything? Was your soul extracted and then erased?"

"Haha, do you think I believe you or not?"

"People these days will say anything to get a good account number. Do you really believe him? Why don't you VIP me for 50 now? After all, Crazy Thursday is coming soon."

"..."

After reading it, Jiang Shuzhou directly clicked on Hua Ge's account and found his historical posting records.

Sure enough, a post titled "Spells and Alchemy" lay quietly among them.

Upon opening the post, Jiang Shuzhou used the forum's save function to save the original image.

In the stillness of the night, the sound of a mouse clicking echoed in the room.

Jiang Shuzhou remained silent, simply saving the images.