Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Bright sunshine streamed in through the window.

"How did you sleep last night?"

"It's amazing and incredibly comfortable. If this bed were brought to the real world, I think people would definitely rush to buy it."

Ye Ze and Dou Di woke up, feeling refreshed.

This bed looks like wood, but the actual feeling of lying on it is completely different from what it looks like. Dou Di even wondered if there was a permanent sleeping spell cast on this bed.

"By the way, what are your courses, are we together?"

"It seems to be a history of magic..."

"It seems that we are together." Doudi looked at the course schedule on the snake seal and sighed softly, "Compared to other courses, this course seems a bit boring."

Ye Ze didn't have any prejudice against the courses. After all, his previous situation did not allow him to be picky about the subjects.

But compared to other courses, History of Magic does seem a bit boring.

The course schedule includes [Transfiguration Magic], [Psychic Magic], [Contract Magic], [Alchemy Magic], [Combat Magic], which are all interesting courses at first glance. The addition of [History of Magic] makes it seem a little different.

But they don't have much choice.

They do not have the function of taking off clothes, and everyone wears the same wizard robe, so there is no need to tidy up their clothes.

After walking out of the dormitory, I met Zhuo Ling who was waiting there in the rest area. After having breakfast in the auditorium, we went to the classroom together.

The auditorium and the lounge area are close together, so they didn't feel much yesterday.

Today they followed the snake marks to the classroom, walked through the corridors and several flights of stairs, and discovered that the academy's castle was much larger than they had imagined.

When they arrived at the classroom, they found the door was closed and they couldn't see what was inside through the window.

Ye Ze felt a little confused: "Strange, why don't I see other people?"

他看了一下蛇印上面的课表：【魔法史：8:00-8:20上课，11:40下课】

"Even if there was a 20-minute error, with so many students, they should be able to see other people."

Doudi thought for a moment and asked, "Everyone's schedule is different?"

Zhuo Ling looked at the barrage and said, "Others are also in the history of magic. I have confirmed this with others."

Ye Ze thought of a possibility in his mind.

It was just that I was limited by the system prompts and didn’t ask.

He looked at the other two, and the other two looked at him. At that moment, Ye Ze knew that the three of them should be thinking the same thing.

Zhuo Ling said, "It would be better if we go into the classroom and take a look at the situation first."

"Let me go first." Doudi said softly, "You guys observe the situation more."

Among the three, Dou Di has the best fighting skills, Zhuo Ling's learning ability is stronger than his, and Ye Ze is a newcomer. Dou Di himself is the best candidate to test, so he takes the responsibility.

Doudi took the lead and came to the door of the classroom, held the door handle and turned it gently.

I slowly pushed open the door of the classroom and it was pitch black inside.

The moment the classroom door was pushed open, a voice came into the ears of the three people, which turned out to be a system prompt.

[It is detected that the player is studying the History of Magic course. The players studying the same course are: Zhuo Ling, Dou Di, and Ye Ze. ]

[Identity verification: Member of the leadership class. ]

[The first year of History of Magic is: History of Wizarding Magic. ]

[The main content of the first stage is: the situation and magic of wizards in the Dark Enlightenment Age. ]

[The first lesson in the history of magic aims to gain a certain understanding of the Dark Ages of Enlightenment.]

Rows of system prompts refreshed in the ears of the three people.

Ye Ze breathed a sigh of relief and said to the two people beside him: "I knew that you must be members of the leadership class."

Zhuo Ling's expression did not change at all, and she said calmly: "I am not surprised by this. From any perspective, there is no reason for us to be eliminated."

The next moment, they felt the darkness in the room flowing like a substance, rushing towards them and pulling the three of them in.

In their horrified gazes, tiny dots of light rose up in the room...

Zhuo Ling, Dou Di and Ye Ze found that their environment had changed.

Not only that, their identities have also changed.

They appeared in a village with extremely simple facilities, filth and excrement everywhere on the streets, and the stench was overwhelming.

The three men were serfs employed by a knight.

All their original abilities disappeared, and they became completely ordinary people. If it weren't for Sheyin still faithfully following the system prompts, they would even think that they had traveled through time again.

Zhuo Ling is a herbalist and her situation is slightly better. The other two are farmers. They not only have to farm on weekdays, but also need to take on various heavy chores.

Doudi's comment on this is: "It's a bit like a luxurious script-killing game, but it's actually an immersive experience of different professions."

From modern society to the wizarding world, they have no experience in either world, but in this "script", knowledge will continue to emerge from their minds.

It's as if they themselves should know why they do this.

However, even though I had theoretical experience and knew that things should be done, it still took me nearly half a day to actually do it, and I got whipped several times in the process.

But just when they were getting started and preparing to use their free time to explore outside, they died.

Died in a sudden evil sacrifice.

In order to gain more lives, the old knight chose to offer blood sacrifices to all living creatures in the fiefdom as a sacrifice to the gods. Everyone could hear the knight's devout prayers before they died.

Zhuo Ling and the other two had no chance to resist at all. They were enveloped by the red light and sacrificed in pain.

After their death, the course did not end and the three people did not return to the magic academy.

Their bodies reunited and their identities changed.

A new round has begun.

They became knights who traveled together, pledging no allegiance to any kingdom, but rather traveled the world as wandering knights, honing their skills.

After obtaining this identity, their minds were filled with various knightly skills.

This time, they were on a mission to find and kill the wild beasts that frequently attacked the farm. The livestock on the farm always disappeared inexplicably.

As a result, Zhuo Ling and the other two followed the clues, went deep into the forest, and found a small house.

They were about to go forward to investigate and inquire, but before they could open their mouths, the door of the hut suddenly opened, and an old man in a black robe came out.

Before Zhuo Ling and the others could speak, the old man showed an excited expression on his face: "There is fresh blood food coming."

Blood oozed from the bark of the surrounding trees, revealing dark holes. Countless branches twisted and enveloped the three people from all sides.

They were knights and their fighting ability was indeed impressive, but they were powerless in the face of magic. Their physical strength was gradually exhausted, and the scars on their bodies gradually increased. Three of them were wrapped by tree branches one after another.

Even before all senses were taken away, one could still hear the black-robed man screaming excitedly like a night owl: "Mine, all mine."

The three people experienced the feeling of being digested by the trees.

A new round has begun.

This time, they are believers in gods.

Their mission is to carry out the will of the gods and offer sacrifices to them. However, in the actual process, they found that although they are believers of the gods, they are actually no different from the cults in modern society.

Blood sacrifice was the main means of sacrifice, and if the sacrifice was not offered at the considered time, they would be whipped.

This whipping comes from their superior priest or officiant.

Zhuo Ling and others did not choose to sacrifice serfs with weak resistance like the believers, but chose to sacrifice some sinners who deserved to die.

They have rescued many people, and their stories are spread in many places they have visited.

However, their killing behavior was soon noticed by the Judgment, especially since many of the people they killed were people with titles, and they even sacrificed a church of the Church of Light, killing all the clergy. Therefore, the kingdom, from top to bottom, took it very seriously.

In the end, they died, died at the hands of the priests of the Court of Inquisition, nailed to the cross in public, burned by the holy fire, and died under the holy white light.

Before the execution, they were defined as cultists. The people they had saved and the people who had received their kindness all changed their tone and looked at the three of them with hatred that came from the bottom of their hearts.

This feeling is even more painful than having your body burned bit by bit by flames.

But the good news is that through this experience, their minds are filled with all kinds of knowledge about sacrifice and shadow magic.

But there wasn't much adjustment time.

A new round has begun again.

In their previous life, they died at the hands of the Judgment Hall of the Church of Light, but this time, they turned out to be priests of the Church of Light.

However, they are not affiliated with the Court of Arbitration, but are just priests of a small church. What they receive are various prayers, and their magical abilities are derived from their different prayers and the degree of their faith in the God of Light.

Zhuo Ling and the other two had a very pleasant start. Relying on the experience of their last reincarnation, they could clearly find the hiding places of the cultists within the protection of their own church. After all, in their last life they were able to force the Judgment Hall to take action and delay long enough. The hiding methods of these cultists before them seemed full of loopholes to them.

But just when they were actively eliminating hidden dangers within the shelter area.

They were restricted by the bishop to within the church, and their responsibilities changed from law enforcers who "sweeped away the darkness" to clerical staff who taught "choir classes" and "baptized" newborns.

This puzzled them a lot, and they spent a lot of time trying to find the cause.

It's ridiculous to say.

——The people who succeeded them do one thing better than them: they are stupid enough.

Before the cultists form a certain scale, it is impossible to find any trace of them. Only when they reach a certain size will people rush to put out the fire.

Zhuo Ling and others who were observing closely also understood what was happening.

It’s not that the God of Light doesn’t need sacrifices, but the sacrifice he needs is enough darkness.

So the darkness will not disappear, it will just grow like leeks and be harvested by the light.

Zhuo Ling and others died in the sacrifice of the cultists.

Although they had informed the bishop in advance that there was a group of cultists whose methods were ruthless and growing very fast, they completed many quite complicated sacrifices in a very short time.

The bishop disagrees, and the law enforcers are even more arrogant and stupid.

As a result, the shocking incident occurred in which the entire church was sacrificed and all the people in it were swallowed up by the shadow.

Before they had time to curse the bishop and law enforcers for their stupidity, they started a new round of "script".

They played adventurers.

Played a bard.

He has played the role of an important official of the kingdom.

I also played a refugee slave...

In the process of continuous acting, their heads are constantly filled with knowledge brought by various identities. Although this knowledge is very basic, and even a lot of it has nothing to do with magic, it has greatly helped their subsequent script performances.

However, even though they have tried to prolong their performance as much as possible, they still often die due to irresistible forces.

This kind of power cannot be avoided by two words - gods.

……

【History of Magic course completed.】

【The knowledge acceptance level is 217%, and the course rating is raised by one level. 】

【Fully adapted to the historical environment, achieved the course objectives, and the course rating will not be adjusted. 】

[Achievement: Sacred Heart. Course rating raised by one level.]

[Current course rating: A+]

[History of Magic has achieved 9% in the current academic year]

Ye Ze rubbed his temples, looking at the system prompts that kept appearing in front of him, and said with lingering fear: "I thought my head was going to explode."

Dou Di nodded in agreement, his eyes bloodshot, looking extremely bad: "This is the first time I've felt my head getting crowded. I feel like all this knowledge is actively drilling into my head. This feeling is both fulfilling and uncomfortable, it's hard to describe."

Zhuo Ling's face didn't look very good either.

As soon as he came out, he closed his eyes and meditated, obviously trying his best to calm his mind.

Seeing this, Ye Ze did not interrupt, but asked Dou Di quietly: "What is your course rating?"

“A+.”

"me too."

At this moment, Zhuo Ling opened her eyes.

Seeing the other two's inquiring looks, she said, "S-."

Ye Ze thought about it in his mind. They had the same experience. In the course, they basically did not act alone. If they wanted to improve their scores, they could only...

Ye Ze looked at [Knowledge Tolerance].

Only this one item has the possibility of advancement. How much knowledge has Zhuo Ling absorbed... ?

Zhuo Ling sighed softly, "I never thought that the History of Magic would be taught in this way."

This sigh also made Ye Ze and Dou Di nod repeatedly.

"That era was really terrible. No wonder it was called the Dark Ages. No one's life span would exceed forty, and most people would not even live past thirty."

The three people looked serious.

Humans are not the only intelligent creatures in this world; elves, dragons and the like also possess intelligence.

But relatively speaking, the strength of the elves and dragon gods and their low reproductive capacity mean that they are not the type that harvest frequently, while humans are completely different.

If we have to make an analogy, humans are like rice or potatoes, the most common and cost-effective food for the gods.