Headshot Wizard - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 Chip Salesman

In the middle of the night, when the castle hung alone on the cliff by the sea, there were a few lights flickering in the slight drizzle. The town under the cliff has long been asleep. For the civilians who live here, candles are a luxury that can only be used by the big men living in the castle. At night, they can only go to bed early.

The owner of the castle is a viscount of Huqi Kingdom, who is in his prime and has two sons and three daughters.

At this moment, in Master Viscount’s study, two people were sitting at the desk, and they were speechless.

The cold wind blew over from the sea, and there was a hint of coolness in the unclosed crevices, and the candles on the desk trembled slightly.

For a long time, the man sitting on the animal skin chair asked, “Really, is there no chance?”

His voice was calm and steady, and he couldn’t tell from his face whether he was happy or worried. However, the old man sitting opposite the man knew clearly that the man in front of him was the owner of the castle, and his mood at this time must be very low.

However, even so, the old man seemed unwilling to follow the words of Lord Viscount: “There is no chance. Lord Viscount, you have seen it with your own eyes. Tonight, Master Lance spent a full hour unable to draw that The most elementary rune, let alone print this rune into the brain.”

“With all due respect, the second young master does not have the slightest aptitude for wizards. This kid is not a lazy person. During the six months of learning spells with me, he has almost exhausted all his strength… I can see that this kid is very Seriously, but, sorry, a wizard can’t be serious.”

“It requires talent.”

The old man said with a wry smile.

“I understand, thank you, Amman.” A trace of fatigue flashed across the Viscount’s face, but the fatigue quickly disappeared, and he regained his cold and shrewd look.

“Since he was very frail and sick, he couldn’t even hold a sword at the age of sixteen; he was timid, and his sisters could ride horses and hunt, but he could only hide in the study and read books; he learned magic for half a year, but he didn’t even know the basics. I haven’t mastered all the runes. For such a son, I really can’t do anything.” The Viscount said to himself: “May, what I promised you, I’ve done it. I gave him everything. Opportunity, unfortunately, he couldn’t seize it…This kind of him, even if I keep him in the castle, he will definitely be depressed for a lifetime.”

The old man sat there silently. He and the Viscount were old friends, knowing that the state of his old friend at this time meant that he was making a decision deep in his heart-a decision that made him dilemma.

“It seems that I can only send him to church.” A trace of unbearable and helplessness flashed across the Viscount’s face: “I heard that the life of the ascetic monk… is very difficult…”

Amman asked with some surprise: “Ascetic monk? Why did you choose such a way out for Master Lance? With your connections in the city, you can find a better position for him. Even if you can’t work with some bishops, But following those real power pastors is also good.”

The Viscount shook his head: “If he doesn’t have enough talents, putting him in such a dazzling place will harm him. My child, I can see that he likes to read, likes to be quiet, and is even a little withdrawn. His mother wants him to get ahead, so I give him a chance. But since he can’t grasp it, then I can only guarantee that he will live a peaceful life. The church’s ascetic camp is the most suitable place. There is no struggle there and no one will. Hurt him. Even if life is a little bit more miserable, I think he can accept it.”

Amman was silent, but sighed slightly. In fact, his views are exactly the same as the Viscount. In the past six months, he tried all methods to teach Master Lance’s spells. Although Amman himself is only a second-level wizard with low mana, he is still aloof in the secular world, especially in small remote places like Viscountry. , The Viscount wanted him to teach Lance at a price far more than the education of other children.

Even so, Lance failed to learn even one spell rune.

“Poor child…” The old wizard’s gaze fell on the young man lying on the rocking chair, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

“He has slept for three hours, and it’s time to wake up.” Once the decision was made, the Viscount’s tone seemed to have become much colder.

Amman nodded: “Master Lance was overstretched because he tried to write magic runes forcibly, so he passed out, and he should be almost recovered now. But for the sake of safety, I’ll wake him up.”

The Viscount nodded: “It’s time to work.”

Amman mentioned his spirit a little. He has been a lot of age, and in recent years he has always felt insufficient energy. Although what he wants to release at this time is only a zero-level small spell [Clearing Dew], he still has to concentrate deliberately. Spirit works.

Zero-level spells don’t require spell-casting materials, which is a recognized fact in the wizarding world. Amman made a chanting gesture slightly, and a group of six-byte chanting sounded from his throat. Not long after, a small aperture opened above Lance’s head, and a few drops of light green dew dropped accurately on Lance. On the lips.

At this time, Lance knew that he could no longer pretend to be asleep. Although it didn’t take long for him to wake up, he could clearly hear the conversation between the two just now.

He took a deep breath and opened his eyes pretending to be confused.

“Teacher…Father…” Lance said weakly, relying on the memory of the original owner.

The old wizard sighed, touched Lance’s head somewhat reluctantly, and then left the Viscount’s study.

Only a father and son were left in the room.

The Viscount didn’t say a word, and Lance didn’t dare to say a word, but his head was crazily sorting out information. The memory of the original owner’s sixteen years is still relatively large and complicated to him, and he can only pick the useful ones to check.

The silent Lord Viscount didn’t notice at all. The Viscount’s precious son had overdrawn his mental power when he tried to write magic words, and his soul had actually drifted away. And what was sitting in front of him at this moment was actually a soul from another world.

Lance sat there nervously. After a period of thinking, he basically determined the following facts:

First, I crossed it myself.

Second, there seems to be something like witchcraft in this world.

Third, the object of his crossing seems to be a trash, with a weak body and poor mental power, neither a fighter nor a mage can handle it. His father looked good to him, and he was still a viscount, but he seemed to be giving up on himself now.

…

The above three messages made Lance very depressed.

Why is it so bleak when people travel through it? When I was in a daze, I heard the discussion between my father and the teacher. It seemed that I was going to send myself to some ascetic monk camp in the church. It sounded very pitiful.

“Unexpectedly, I couldn’t be transported after crossing.” Lance scratched his head depressed, who knew that at this moment, a crisp female voice sounded in his ears:

“Welcome to use the new generation master chip produced by Zhongxin Technology, and the gene serial number has been registered.”

“This chip has been successfully activated. Please name this chip.”

Lance sat there dumbfounded, without turning his mind for a while.

chip? What chip? Could it be…

“Is it the gene chip of the world I passed through before?” Lance recalled suddenly, his heart beating, and subconsciously responded in his heart:

“【Fox】.”

The sweet female voice said: “The master chip was named successfully. [Fox] is very happy to serve you.”

“[Fox] is doing the first scan of your body, please wait.”

Lance sat there stupefied, and in the eyes of the Viscount Lord, his son was beyond cure.

So he coughed hard.

Who knows that Lance didn’t care about him at all, and at this time all his thoughts were concentrated on the biochip in his body.

Before crossing, Lance was a chip salesman-in the 22nd century, all kinds of gene chips have already become necessities of people’s lives. As an employee of Sino-Singapore Science and Technology Corporation, Lance’s job is to sell various gene chips produced by his company to customers. The chips produced by Sino-Singapore Technology Co., Ltd. naturally follow the high-end route, and Lance, which is at the forefront of fashion, has no chance to use it at all.

He rushed to see a customer that day, and ran across the road with a full set of company-produced chips (including the main chip and various other sub-chips), and was accidentally hit by a high-speed maglev car. When he woke up, the human or soul had already ran to another world.

“I shouldn’t be dreaming.” Lance’s heart beat faster and faster.

“After the first scan is completed, the fox’s warm reminder: Your body is far weaker than ordinary people, so except for the main chip, the other installed sub-chips are temporarily unavailable. Please do not forcibly unlock the sub-chips, because your body cannot bear these sub-chips. The side effects of the chip.”

“The three major indicators of your body are as follows:”

“[Physique 0.3 Strength 0.5 Sensitivity 0.3]”

“The three major indicators of ordinary people are all within the range of 0.7-0.9. It is recommended that you increase your physical fitness to this range before unlocking other sub-chips.”

Along with the fox’s sweet voice, a large string of light green data emerged in front of Lance’s left eye. With the main chip centered scheduling, he knew his body instantly.

Lance settled down. Although he had never used advanced chips, the operating methods of gene chips were always similar. He ignored all the overly complicated data, and then checked the chips in his body.

Except for the light green main chip which is in the active state, the rest of the sub-chips are gray in the inactive state.

Seeing the rows of inactive sub-chips, Lance started to get excited!

These super chips that he didn’t have a chance to use on the earth, at this time, he installed them on his body, and went through with him!

If you can activate these chips, you are half a Superman!

[Eagle Eye], [Hungry Wolf], [Super Arc]… These luxury chips are all inserted at the end of the Lance gene chain. As long as they meet the requirements, they can drive the main chip fox to start these sub-chips!

For Lance, thinking about all this feels refreshing!

“Lance! Are you listening to me anyway!”

The Viscount Lord, who had been ignored by Lance, finally couldn’t help it. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle.

Lance was taken aback, and hurriedly sat upright and said: “Father, you say, I’m listening.”