A Wizard's Survival Guide to the 20th Century

In a house on the outskirts of Auckland, several people were sitting on chairs arranged messily.

There were more people outside the house, a dozen or so. They were like a group of gangsters who had stopped here after a failed robbery, and a depressing and low atmosphere floated above them.

This is indeed the case, but the identity of this group of gangsters is more special. To be precise, they are all "wizards".

On the highest chair in the house, a man wearing a black silk vest with red lining tilted his head back behind the chair. He had a cigar in his mouth and took a deep drag.

There are several people sitting on other chairs, but from their humble attitude, you can tell who is the owner here.

The unshaven Gallardo Joaquín Uralsu glanced in awe at Buster Metalia, who was looking up at the sky. Even sitting here, he could detect the latter's terrifying aura with his sensitivity. .

He is Class B, even if he is 5B, even if he has just stepped into Class B for a short time, he is still a genuine Class B. A wizard who has reached this level has an essential improvement in his life level.

Next to him is Ochoa, Gallardo's son-in-law. They were lucky. The two of them visited Metalia's manor a few days ago and happened to escape the chaos caused by Levi.

There are several people beside them. They are the remaining wizards in the Metalia family except for the part that was created.

The tall and thin man with a small beard on his chin is Paul Metalia. He is the eldest son of His Excellency Metalia and a 2C-level "accountant".

The person on the other side with brown hair neatly combed back and wearing hair oil is Benjamin Metalia, he is "Architect" and rated 1D.

Sitting on the shabby sofa is Andre Bofors Metalia with a wide face. He is the son-in-law of Lord Metalia, rated 4C, and is a "lion" of the beast type.

They have all been "fathers", or in other words, His Excellency Metalia only turned his attention to Tort who was trained by him after the wizard he completely controlled could no longer perform "seeding" witchcraft. Kill people.

A dull breath echoed in the dilapidated house.

Gallardo would never have dreamed that someone, someone, not even B-level, could make half of Oakland lose its defenses in a short period of time, and the method he used was even more unbelievable - burning drugs.

Taking this incident as an opportunity, within just two days, various mansions in Metalia were also raided. The attackers included gunmen from the Robbins family, armed officers from the police station, and even government troops. They used several Maxim machine guns to shoot at the manor, leaving ordinary servants who were not wizards unable to fight back.

No, even wizards can only escape.

For example, everyone here is avoiding one person - Santos Robbins.

He is a real monster that the Robbins family has spent several generations cultivating, a 3B-level "director".

He is also the trump card that the Robbins family has been able to completely suppress the Metalia family for many years. Unlike non-combat wizards like Buster Metalia, "director" is a very comprehensive trait, not to mention The power gap between each stage of the B-class wizard is huge, and even Lord Metalia had to escape in a hurry.

There was silence in the room for a while, and Andre spoke first.

"How long are we going to hide here?" he asked. "What are we going to do next?"

"Now the Robbins family, the state police and the federal government have all joined forces to corral us here. The train stations and ports are full of their men, and our wanted pictures are plastered everywhere."

"If this continues, we will gradually lose everything and become a rabble like those gangsters and robbers, who can only rely on robbery and crime to survive."

"No, Andre." Lord Metalia took a puff of his cigar and then said slowly. He had a neatly trimmed goatee and a large proportion of white in his eyes, like a frustrated jackal.

"We already are, losing our money, our businesses, our territory, even — did you read the newspapers? We even lost our citizenship."

"Hehe... The Robbins family and the government totally want to kill us."

"Then what should we do? We can't keep hiding like this. We have... nearly 500 million Philippine dollars in property in St. Francis! Now it all belongs to Robbins' people!" Andre He said excitedly, "Didn't you say that we can lead us to control the entire St. Francis, or even the entire California? The current situation is not what you said!"

Just five days ago, he had been partying on a yacht with some of his favorite ladies in St. Francis. From a decent person in upper class society to a fugitive in embarrassment, the psychological gap is undoubtedly huge.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the room became strangely quiet, and the other people looked at him strangely.

Andre realized something immediately. He shed a drop of cold sweat and quickly shut his mouth.

His eyes moved upward in fear, looking at Buster Metalia, but the latter was still smoking his cigar with his head raised, seemingly turning a blind eye to his offense.

The next moment, the latter spoke.

"Andre." He said slowly, with a calm and low voice, "I seem to have been a little neglectful in your education recently, so that your mind has been damaged by marijuana, alcohol and women."

"...I'm sorry, father." Andre lowered his head silently.

"You need to know, Andre, you need to know." Metalia lowered his head and looked over and continued.

"Santos Robbins is a monster. I can never defeat him in a head-on battle."

"And I - a 5B, do you know what this means to other B-classes? The best prey."

"I bet he wanted to kill me a long time ago. The only reason he didn't do it is that the ridiculous Robbins family needed to follow the rules of the game in order to enter politics, and now, politics has given this right to Give it to them.”

"2B... Do you know what 2B means? In the Aegean, this is the level where Poseidon or Athena is; in North Demotel, this is the level where Thor or Loki is. In ancient times, In any region, a 2B is a true god. Although it is impossible now, it is enough to make every wizard crazy." Buster Metalia continued.

"What's more, the Robbins family also has 1C Barney, and there are more hidden powers that we don't know about - and now you actually want us to go back recklessly and die in their home stadium, just To take back your luxurious life? And your mistresses, and other women whose names you can't even remember?"

"No..." Andre's body trembled. He knew that he had experienced "seeding" and could no longer be a father...which meant that he who had lost his use value could be used as nourishment to feed people with higher ratings than himself. of Benjamin.

"That's not the case, father, I just..."

Lord Metalia did not continue to look at him, his face remained calm. This expression made Andre even more frightened.

"Father, please forgive him." Benjamin spoke at this time and said slowly.

"We still need a C-class, he has other uses."

Lord Metalia looked at him and nodded slowly.

"I'm not that cruel, Benjamin," he said. "I'm just thinking about what to do next."

"Have you got any ideas, Father?" Benjamin asked.

"First we have to leave here, go to Utah, and then go all the way north to Montana. This country is so vast, it's impossible for them to pay attention to every location." Metalia said, "The core of the Metalia family is not Drugs, not casinos or anything, but me...us."

"As long as we create more wizards, we can take everything back one day..."

Metalia said slowly, and at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded. This voice did not belong to anyone present.

"Or on the contrary, fight back."