[Please take note!!!
Early stage: [academy + tycoon]
Middle stage: [wizard lord + farming]
[Thirty-two thousand nine hundred and eighty-eight years ago.
The "Sanctuary's top-tier middle planes" had been developed to their peak by wizards and knights.
Faced with the shackles imposed by the limits of their worlds, as well as the internal conflicts that would sooner or later erupt due to a lack of resources,
the
"Great Expansion Era" came into being under the leadership of the Sanctuary's most powerful figures. Led by several mighty
Level 7 "True Spirit Wizards" and Level 7 "Holy Dragon Knights,"
they spent thirty thousand years conquering countless planes.
It was known as—
the Great Expansion Era, blessed by fate.]
After reading this far,
Wayne gently set down the old-fashioned sheet of paper in his hands and slumped back in his chair, relaxing all over.
"Phew~
No matter how many times I read it, it still leaves me shaken."
As everyone knew,
the fewer the words, the greater the event. Take "The six kings fell, and the four seas united."
Everyone knew what that referred to.
And in this sword-and-magic world,
the same principle applied.
Through that brief description, Wayne seemed to see the blood and fire of thirty thousand years of war—
or, to put it briefly,
"a meat grinder."
Fortunately, though, the Great Expansion Era had already ended.
The present age was the "Age of Great Development."
And the year was
Sanctuary Calendar Year 33,000.
It was also the twelfth year since Wayne had arrived in this other world.
That's right,
he was a transmigrator.
Thinking back to his previous life, he had been an ordinary person on a blue planet, scrolling through Douyin when a daydreaming quiz popped up.
"If you transmigrated, which of the following would you choose as your cheat?"
(Choose one of five)
1. Immortality: You can live forever, as long as no outside force kills you.
2. Infinite Slots: Every time you break through a level, you unlock one slot. Put any item inside, and it becomes infinite. (Example: gold*)
3. Teleportation: Wherever your eyes can see, your body can go.
4. Heal Anything: With this, no injury will ever be a nightmare for you again.
5. Pay-to-Win Lottery System: Haha, lucky or unlucky—you know the drill!
Faced with the five options,
he'd originally planned to laugh it off. But when he looked up, the sky outside was bright and clear.
Tsk, tsk.
It was a fine day for daydreaming.
So he picked one just for fun.
Wayne wasn't in a hurry, though.
He opened the comments section.
Every single person had picked option four, the marry-into-wealth route.
There were all kinds of fantasies.
Even Wayne, who was in full Sage Mode at the time, found himself getting hard. Fortunately,
Sage Mode
was still on cooldown, which helped him force his way out of it. Then he started thinking seriously.
These cheats
weren't unfamiliar to a novel lover like him.
Number one: the long-life, keep-your-head-down route.
Number three: the go-wild route.
Number four: the marry-into-wealth route.
As for number five, Wayne hadn't even bothered to look at it. After all, he knew his own luck better than anyone.
He was the sort of guy who'd bite his lip just trying to eat.
He didn't expect to be lucky, and, more importantly, if he transmigrated to a parallel world without magic,
he wasn't confident he could earn that much money.
Back to the point.
The choice that appealed to Wayne most—or, rather, the one that made the most sense to his terrifyingly rational brain while he was in Sage Mode—
was option two.
It wasn't the overpowered infinite slots that drew him in. It was the hidden implication he saw in the description.
Namely,
one extra slot for every level-up.
That meant if he transmigrated, it would definitely be to a world where he could cultivate.
Tsk, tsk.
It was like a game had accidentally let its mechanics slip. Without a doubt, Wayne opened the comments section and chose option two.
The moment he finished commenting,
everything went black. His consciousness began to fade, and there was only one thought in his mind.
"This blogger's got something going on. Once I become a supreme expert and travel back to Blue Star,
I'll reward him handsomely!"
The result was obvious: he transmigrated.
And he was born anew as a baby.
The world he transmigrated to was the Sanctuary World, a paradise for wizards and knights.
Dragons soared through the skies.
Elves roamed the lands. It was a world of swords and magic.
And the place where he found himself
was one of the four great continents—
the Myriad Clans Continent.
After twelve years in this world, he'd gained a basic... well,
to be precise, a little understanding of the Myriad Clans Continent where he lived.
The Myriad Clans Continent was, as its name suggested, home to countless clans.
For example, Goblins,
Centaurs, the Troll Clan, and many others all gathered here.
But that wasn't what amazed him most.
What amazed him most
was the sheer vastness of this world.
Take the Atlantis Empire where he lived, for instance.
Centered on its capital, the Atlantis Empire covered around 52 billion square kilometers.
Even if you flattened Earth
and turned it into a flat, round world, its surface area would only be about 510 million square kilometers. The difference was easy to imagine.
And even so,
the vast Atlantis Empire occupied no more than one percent of the Myriad Clans Continent.
And that proportion was constantly shrinking.
That's right.
You heard correctly.
It was constantly shrinking,
because the Myriad Clans Continent was still expanding outward.
"Young master, dinner is ready."
The voice pulled Wayne out of his memories and back to reality.
Wayne was reclining in his chair.
He turned toward the voice,
and saw an elderly man with golden hair
looking at him kindly.
"I'll be right there, Grandpa Zoltan."
With that,
Wayne stood up.
A short while later,
Wayne sat at the dining table in the living room, eating bread and drinking milk.
As for Zoltan, the butler,
he stood to one side.
"Young master, tomorrow is the day of the Tower of Truth's aptitude test.
Be sure to get up early.
I'm sure your master and mistress will bless you and help you reveal unparalleled talent."
Hearing this,
Wayne paused for a moment, then nodded. His thoughts turned to his family in this life.
In this life,
his father and mother had both been commoners with high-level talent. They'd studied at the Tower of Truth,
and their story had ended with them falling in love.
Neither of them had a family name. That was why he was called Wayne.
The rest of the story was cliché.
The place where he lived was called Rose Territory—or, more precisely, its central city,
"Rose City."
The ruler of Rose Territory was its lord, Anne Hathaway,
a Level 5 Full Moon lord wizard
and a marquis appointed by the Atlantis Empire,
known as the "Rose Marquis."
In the Age of Great Development, "lord wizards" were the stars of the era.
His father had been a knight,
and his mother a metal-element wizard.
After graduating from the Sanctuary Knight Academy and the Elemental Academy at the Tower of Truth,
they had been recruited by the Rose Marquis to serve in Rose Territory. Then, when Wayne was ten,
they died during the pioneering period.
And so Wayne became an orphan.
Fortunately, both of them had been extraordinary beings and had left him an inheritance.
On top of that, the Rose Marquis
treated the descendants of her meritorious retainers well, so he had nothing to worry about.
He had never been mistreated,
either.
At first, he'd wondered if there was some conspiracy at work. After all, he'd seen plenty of such plotlines in novels in his previous life.
But after observing things, he found no such nonsense. There were countless descendants of meritorious retainers living in this area.
They were among the lucky ones, with the Rose Marquis protecting them.
Tsk, tsk.
The descendants of knights and wizards recruited by other academies had it truly miserable. It wasn't as if they were abused, but...
But that only meant they had enough to eat.
They couldn't enjoy the kind of comfortable life Wayne and the others had.
They could report to the Rose Council Hall and claim whatever they wanted for their three meals a day.
As long as they didn't go too far, their reasonable requests would be met.
As for why they were treated this way?
There was only one reason.
"The higher the talent of the parents, the greater the chance their descendants will be born with high talent."
What's more,
the parents of the descendants of Xun Lie who lived in their area had all graduated from the Sacred Realm and Truth Tower Academy.
Anyone who could enter the Tower of Truth
had, without a doubt, at least High-Level Primary Talent.
Their descendants were a treasure trove.
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