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

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

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

"On the Inevitability of Plane War", "Secrets of the Fairy World", "Detailed Explanation of Specialty Products of the Underground World"...

Raymond, whose eyes flashed with red dots, was mechanically turning the pages of the book with his fingers, but a four-legged snake jumped out of the pages in vain and bit his finger with one bite.

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

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

With a flick of his finger, the four-legged snake that was instantly thrown away turned into countless particles in the air, which were quickly reabsorbed by the book in his hand, and then the book returned to its original silence.

"These old guys who write books have to come up with such weird things to scare people!" Raymond cursed bitterly, but Raymond was already used to such sneak attacks.

The phantom like the four-legged snake is just a prank, one of the bad tastes of the person who made the book in his hand.

Raymond has been frightened countless times by the strange creatures that suddenly appeared in these books before, but now he is completely immune.

The wizards who make books don’t know what kind of bad taste they have. Not only do you need to be a first-level wizard to read their books, but the weird little magic traps they set in the books are even more important.

It's nothing short of amazing.

There are disgusting worms that suddenly pop up when turning the page, a female corpse that is screaming and bloody, and even the phantom of a child who has been skinned...

Originally, he came to the library to gain knowledge with excitement and excitement, but on his first day here, he was overwhelmed by these annoying magic traps.

But the library, which is only open to first-level wizards and above, contains hundreds of books that can be used for reference. Although Raymond was frightened at first, his gains were also very great.

All kinds of weird rumors, legendary plane battles, biographies of great figures in the wizarding class, the production and function of various resources, introductions to weird races...

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

Because the countless schools of wizards have resulted in a wide variety of spells, especially in the wizard academy books, Raymond also found descriptions of the most bizarre "spell masters".

According to the original words of the narrator, these "spell master" knowledge passed down from ancient times are mastered by some people with special potential and can perform terrible spells, making them the most hated group but must be extra careful.

People, and they are also the only spellcasters who do not need to have strength.

Perhaps they are just second-level apprentice magicians. After using their powerful soul power and using various weird and bizarre magic tools, they can easily leapfrog and kill first-level wizards.

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

Among the ancient wizards, there was Heim, who was known as the "King of Land". He once used a spell in a plane battle to kill most of the natives of this plane. It only took him three days to kill

This plane with vast land became his private garden.

"Level 6!" Raymond, who was feeling emotional, murmured to himself when thinking about the power of this ancient wizard. "At the legendary level, it is impossible to imagine such a massacre scene..."

Closing the book in front of him, all the books placed around him had been recorded by the chip, so Raymond stood up and walked to the bookshelf with all the books in his hands.

It took Raymond two days to record hundreds of books that only those with ability could read into the chip.

A speed that is indescribable even for swallowing a jujube, and only a chip with a recording function can handle it.

For many of the contents in the books, Raymond only needed to open the pages of each book, and the contents would be instantly recorded by the chip, without the need for Raymond to watch them carefully.

In the wizard college library in Hongze Wetland, all the books that Raymond could check were quickly collected into the chip. After waiting for the chip to complete error correction, they were then transferred to the memory area of ​​his brain.

He put the last batch of books back into the distance. On the cover of the last book that he stuffed back into its original place was a vigorous meditation grass. Looking at this familiar plant, Raymond suddenly thought of staying there.

Little Nemo in the bedroom.

"It takes at least ten piles of meditation grass to be spawned by magic every day," Raymond frowned and started to calculate. "To create more than one hundred kilograms of meditation grass, it needs to be spawned more than five times..."

According to the spell requirements for spawning plants, each spawning only costs Raymond five mana points. However, such a large amount of meditation grass spawned by the spell can only increase Little Nemo's weight by 10 grams.

"If you eat such a heavy thing, it will be completely broken down into the most basic energy particles, and if this little thing is eaten like this," Raymond, whose face turned dark at the thought, did not dare to imagine anymore. "A week later.

Its food intake will double, and it will double again in one month, and then double again in three months..."

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

All mana needs to be used to generate meditation grass every day, and if the part of meditation recovery is eliminated, Raymond will be in an absolutely unsolvable situation in a month.

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

Pushing open the bedroom door that had been sealed by his magic, he saw an empty room. Sure enough, in less than two days, the room full of meditation grass had disappeared.

Even the grass clippings on the ground had been cleaned up, and little Nemo was lying comfortably in the transparent container, sound asleep.

He stretched out his finger and poked Little Nemo's round belly. Little Nemo immediately roared without even opening his eyes. "Mom, children can't be disturbed when they sleep. Big bad guys can't disturb little ones."
Chapter completed!