A mage's journey begins with a battle mage.

Chapter 30 Countermeasures Bureau

Others may not know, but Jiang Shuzhou certainly does.

This guy clearly didn't learn anything. If he had just glanced at the book, he would have known what the badges on those two people's chests meant.

That's the Mage Guild's rank certification badge.

The ranks, from lowest to highest, are Bronze (low-rank), Silver (mid-rank), Gold (high-rank), Amethyst (Sacred Realm), and Ruby or Emerald (Legendary).

The Ruby Badge, also known as the Red Badge, is awarded only to Legendary Mages, while the Emerald Badge is even rarer, awarded only to Legendary Alchemists.

As we all know, a mage may not be an alchemist, but an alchemist is definitely a mage.

A legendary alchemist naturally represents a legendary mage.

"No wonder he can compile textbooks; he's definitely a big shot."

Unlike in reality, those who compile textbooks are at most knowledgeable, but ultimately they are still ordinary people.

In games, things are different. Among mages, a group where knowledge equals power, those who can compile textbooks are not only knowledgeable but also exceptionally strong.

That was a legendary mage!

Seeing that Brother Hua had rejected the offer to become an apprentice of a legendary mage or even a legendary alchemist, Jiang Shuzhou was so angry that he slapped his thigh.

That was an opportunity he had always dreamed of!

Let's not even talk about the cliché of a beautiful master falling in love with me. Just the fact that a legendary mage reveals even a little bit of something is enough for Jiang Shuzhou to use up to the Holy Domain. Not to mention, even though his master is a man, he has a beautiful female disciple!

A beautiful senior sister will come then...

After saving the thousands of images and confirming that they were all stored in the forum terminal so that even if the other party deleted the original post, it would not be affected, Jiang Shuzhou opened the post again.

He wanted to see what the beautiful senior sister looked like.

After all, the post described her as a woman, a sissy, a girl, without mentioning her appearance at all.

After all, they are holy domain mages, so under normal circumstances, they are definitely not ugly. Even if they are born ugly, as long as they have a love for beauty, a whole bunch of cosmetic spells and all kinds of potions can change their appearance, allowing them to easily get rid of their appearance anxiety.

Scroll to the bottom of the post, find the video and pictures, and Jiang Shuzhou only glances at them before remaining silent.

Well, this woman is pretty good-looking, a standard European beauty and mature woman. She would definitely be a stunning beauty if shown to those old straight men in Europe.

However, Jiang Shuzhou is an Easterner, and he has standard Eastern aesthetics. Although you are very good-looking, your appearance does not meet my standards.

With his fantasy of his beautiful senior sister shattered, Jiang Shuzhou felt that his House of Commons was protesting. These photos, whose beauty and ugliness were difficult to define, had caused an uproar in the House of Commons. Now, the hardliners and the softliners had begun their internal war.

To avoid controversy, Jiang Shuzhou decisively shut down the forum.

Right now, Jiang Shuzhou only has one thing on his mind.

If only we could switch our starting positions!

This has never been such a wonderful start! Cheers and applause for me!

With this in mind, Jiang Shuzhou washed up and went straight to bed.

Stop daydreaming, we still have to saw wood tomorrow.

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Late at night, in a cheap rental room in a certain city.

"Holy crap! I really have a million! I'm rich! I'm rich!"

The man shouting loudly is the protagonist of the post, Brother Hua. He really did get 100 million gold coins. Before logging off, he had already listed all the gold coins on the trading house. He was just waiting to sleep and sell them all the next day to become a billionaire.

"Study? Study my ass!"

"Now that I'm rich, who would still play this crappy game?"

Hua Ge planned to wait five days, and then delete the post about publishing the book. Although he still didn't quite believe that the people in the game could do anything to him, he would just leave it up for five days to be on the safe side, since it wouldn't hurt him anyway.

A moment later, Hua Ge received a message on his mobile banking app.

"Your account has received 30 billion yuan."

"I'm rich! I'm rich!"

Hua Ge was shouting wildly in the room, accompanied by cries and laughter, which sounded particularly eerie in the dead of night.

The neighbors didn't bother him, since he was crying and laughing and shouting wildly, which suggested he might be mentally ill.

If you go to him and he stabs you twice, you'll have nowhere to cry. For your own safety, just leave him be and let him be.

After shouting and venting all the bittersweet emotions that had been building up in his heart for years, Brother Hua finally fell asleep.

He is too tired.

The next day, a knock on the door startled Hua Ge from his sweet dream.

The first thing Brother Hua did upon waking up was not to open the door, but to open his mobile banking app, until he saw that the balance in his mobile banking app was still 300 billion.

He smiled contentedly, a smile so sincere and innocent that it made him worthy of being an ambassador.

So innocent.

After getting dressed and opening the door, I was greeted by two police officers.

"Hello, are you Mr. Li?"

"A noticeably older police officer asked."

"Yes, it's me. What's up?"

Hua Ge had one hand on the doorknob, ready to shut out these two people who were disturbing his wonderful life.

"Please don't be nervous. We are from the Countermeasures Bureau. No one will covet the 300 billion in your account. Protecting the lives and property of citizens is our duty."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"Please come with me; we'd like to learn more about your experience in the game."

"That's what the young police officer next to me said."

"Why should I believe you?"

"Because we have guns."

As he spoke, the young police officer drew his gun from his waist.

"Stop! Xiao Zhang! What have I told you before? We must be gentle when enforcing the law, not like you! What are you doing? Are you threatening an innocent citizen?"

Before Brother Hua, also known as Mr. Li, could react, the older police officer standing nearby shouted sternly, clearly trying to stop the young officer's behavior.

"But……"

Xiao Zhang, who was standing to the side, wanted to say something more.

Unfortunately, a single look from the old police officer forced him to swallow it.

"Mr. Li, I assure you of your safety. You will not be threatened in any way, and we will not coerce you into doing anything you do not want to do."

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Brother Hua gave in. He knew there were guns on the other side, and if he continued to refuse to cooperate, something bad might happen. He had a bright future ahead of him and plenty of money to spend, so he couldn't afford to have anything happen to him here.

Following the two police officers, Brother Hua got into the car. The car door slowly closed, and Brother Hua stepped into the car, not knowing where it would take him.

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Jingzhou, a research institute.

"Professor Wang Bowen, how's it going? Has anyone learned the spells in the game yet?"

A man in military uniform anxiously asked a man in a white coat and glasses standing to the side.

"Not yet. The person who is making the most progress right now has only just sensed the elements. They are still far from absorbing them, let alone casting spells."

Professor Wang shook his head, clearly indicating that the experiment was not progressing as well as expected.

"By the way, General Liu, is the information in that post on the game forum accurate?"

Professor Wang seemed to remember something and asked General Liu beside him.

"We have already sent people over to investigate. Not long ago, someone found an extra 300 billion in their bank account, and we suspect that this is the person in question."

"Did he sell the gold coins?"

"Yes."

After a moment of silence, Professor Wang spoke again.

"The content in that post should be true, and we should consider including that book in our study materials."

"I looked at the table of contents of that book on the forum, and the lowest level of spells listed are first-tier spells. At our current pace, there's no way we can learn and use them."

"Did you read the rest of the content?"

General Liu was taken aback and asked in return.

"What content?"

"The rest of the content concerns alchemy; there may not be much else yet, but there is one potion."

"What kind of medicine?"

"Satiation potion, a potion made by concentrating and refining various foods."

"Do you know what's most important?"

"It has the same properties as the nutrient solution purchased from the game's official website. In short, the so-called nutrient solution is actually a satiety potion."