Magic Tool

The annual low temperature in the Northern Polar City is around minus 20 degrees. It is a city of ice and snow with no crops growing at all. All materials are exchanged with other cities after fishing at sea. The Northern Polar City has a very developed HNA system. , I would go to other cities to exchange materials almost every month, otherwise, the materials here would not be enough.

Rowan quickly came under the Ice Fire Demon Flame Tower. The door here was deserted and there was no one coming and going, so when Rowan entered, his feet were very brisk.

After entering, the space inside suddenly opened up. Everywhere in front of my eyes was filled with exotic painting patterns and many styles of small objects, placed around the hall, very conspicuous, surrounded by various open small rooms. In the middle is a huge staircase leading to the top.

However, there is obviously a restriction at the entrance of the stairs, so even if the entrance is full of people, no one will go up. Even if it is going up, Rowan needs at least the strength of a general to take a look.

He was not surprised by this.

The magician does not welcome warriors. In this four-story building, the upper three floors should be the place where the magician lives.

He did not go to the second floor, but looked at it on the first floor.

There are a lot of people on the first floor, because it is responsible for a large number of trading functions, so the lobby is also lively. Rowan swept his eyes around and found that in addition to the internal trading system, these people can also exchange their own things. After standing for a while, several pairs of people have completed their own equivalent exchanges.

Rowan looked at the things in their hands. Most of them were minerals and some things that he had never seen and couldn't distinguish.

Raising his brows, Luo Wen said in his heart, "It seems that my material science still needs to be advanced. I have never seen so many things." He was curious.

After turning around, he didn't find the library. Luo Wen swept his eyes around and found a junior magician, reached out and grabbed it, and asked directly, "Little brother, where is the library here?"

The junior magician was caught, and at first he was a little angry. When he turned his head and saw Rowan, the anger on his face suddenly turned into trepidation, "Master Warlord, the library is on the second floor. Not open to outsiders, you are so strong, you should be able to go up."

He can only feel that Rowan's strength is very strong, but he can't sense how strong he is.

Rowen didn't care about the change in his expression, thanked him, and Shi Shiran walked to the stairs.

When he came to the top of the stairs, he squeezed a few people away. Those few people looked at him inexplicably, but the next moment, they were a little surprised, because Rowen Shiran walked up without any lag in the middle. Look at other people.

This is a warrior!

After walking up the stairs, Rowan slowly stepped up, and in all his eyes, walked up the stairs on the second floor.

After arriving on the second floor, his appearance immediately alarmed the magician, and soon someone walked out of the room and greeted him.

As soon as the magician came out, after seeing Rowan, he calmly said, "Respected warlord, what can I do for you?" The other party used the common language.

Rowan gave a soldier salute and said, "I want to check the information and find the library." He also used lingua franca.

When the magician heard Rowan’s words, he felt a little strange, and said, “The library is here, please come with me. You are a warrior. You need to pay 10,000 gold coins to watch the books.” He heard it, Rowan is not very Proficient in lingua franca should not be here.

Rowan nodded and said, "No problem."

The magician was a little surprised. After all, 10,000 gold coins were not a small amount. Even if the opponent was a warrior, he would generally be discouraged, but he didn't expect that he agreed at once. He asked again, "How long will you stay?"

"It depends on how many books there are."

The magician choked a little, and said as he walked, "We have no time limit here. You can watch as long as you want."

Soon, the two arrived at the door of the library one after another.

Rowan swept the door, handed over ten thousand gold coins, and walked directly in.

The corridor was deserted and deserted, but as soon as I entered, I found that there were still many people inside. Everyone was looking at the book intently, and no one turned his head to a person coming in outside.

These are magicians.

Rowan stood at the door and scanned it and found that there were a lot of books here, and the door was a staircase leading to the upper floor, but there were restrictions on the staircase. He glanced at the first floor and explored the first floor with very fine mental power. , And then didn't even go in, and went directly to the second floor of the library.

After arriving on the second floor, there are a lot fewer people here, but there are still many magicians wearing local magician robes who are reading carefully, some of them are thinking hard, some are boring, and so on.

Rowan looked at these people and walked directly in.

He saw the book he wanted to read at a glance, and walked over directly, picked up a few books at random, went to the reading place in the middle, and looked at it carefully.

More than one hundred people did not move even a trace of their body because of a fighter coming in.

. . . .

Soon after five days passed, Rowan got up and turned to the third floor.

On the third floor, there are fewer people here, but the strength is stronger, the lowest level is also the first level of magician.

When Rowan just walked in, several people raised their heads and cut off at him. It was a little strange to see that he was a soldier. When they saw that nobody was beside him, they picked up the book and read it for themselves. One after another fell silent.

The communication between the magicians is very pitiful, and sometimes they don't say a word.

. . .

After another five days, Rowan walked down the stairs.

When they came to the stairway on the second floor, many people looked up from below and were inexplicably shocked.

In this world, the number of generals is still very small, even in the extreme north, most of the strength is very high, the generals are also very rare, often such people are already a mercenary. The deputy head of a regiment or adventure regiment is the first level.

When Luo Wenshi Shiran walked down, the strong self-confidence and aura made everyone think that this was definitely the level of a big boss.

At this moment, a loud voice came from a distance.

"This old man, dare to ask where you are from. I have been here for ten years and have not seen you."

Among the crowd, a big man with a height of 2.5 meters walked out. His face was reddish, his breathing was heavy, his walking was a little unstable, and he obviously drank a lot of alcohol.

Rowan checked his strength, paused slightly, and said blankly, "Go wake up and talk to me."