Brenas and Lamolek have the highest spellcasting level, which is LV26.

Next are the twins Matiq and Vatiq, both at level 25.

The last one left is Desud, whose spellcasting level is LV23.

As for the other Ghost Princes, although their overall professional level is also quite high, and they have all crossed the legendary threshold without exception, because they have too many part-time jobs, their single spellcasting level is often not high.

For example, Yada’s profession is a warrior and a warlock, plus two advanced professions, and the combined level of all professions is LV32.

Another example is Coraribonas, who is not only a warrior and warlock, but also a level 3 rogue.

Therefore, the importance of Brenas to the City of Ghosts is self-evident.

It can even be said that he is one of the heirs chosen and favored by Telamante.

If he dies accidentally one day, the successor of the Ghost City will only be chosen from the four Ghost Princes: Brenas, Lamolek, Matik and Vatik.

As for the eldest son, Revalan, who was ambitious to gain more power and was loyal to Shar, he was not included in the scope of investigation at all.

To be precise, from the moment this guy became a voter and a devout believer, he was destined to be excluded from the list of heirs.

After all, according to the tradition of Netheril, the future ruler of Shade City must be the most powerful legendary arcane spellcaster, rather than a priest who is easily influenced by the gods.

In this regard, as a great arcanist, Telamante still has his own persistence.

Therefore, after learning that Brenas had been captured, he immediately sent people to Askatla to gather information.

After confirming that his son was detained by Zuo Si, he immediately sent diplomatic envoys to try to get him back through negotiations and payment of ransom.

After all, the current Ghost City is not ready for a head-on collision with the West Coast Empire, a force with a large population, vast territory, sufficient financial resources, strong military strength and many wizards and warlocks.

What's more, as the supreme emperor of the empire, Zuo Si had just completed the feat of killing gods.

To show his sincerity, Telamante even sent an envoy to present a sub-artifact forged in the Golden Age of Netheril - the Storm Star, and personally performed a series of enhancements to upgrade its enchantment level from the original +3 to +5.

This is an electric morningstar hammer that is favored by the princes of the City of Ghosts, high-ranking priests of Shar, and elite officers.

When someone holds this weapon, they will instantly be covered by dazzling arcs of electricity from head to toe, but it will not actually harm the holder. Instead, it will inflict severe additional lightning damage to the enemy.

In addition, the holder can use lightning spells three times and call thunder spell once per day.

Even though this thing isn't very powerful, and even doesn't live up to its name of "sub-artifact", it can be mass-produced.

This is one of the few sub-artifacts that has been clearly recorded as being able to be mass-produced in the continent of Faerun, and the number of them is far beyond the imagination of most people.

The City of Ghosts alone has two dozen of them...

Yes, you read that right.

It's two dozen instead of two.

However, as an apology, the enhanced version of [Storm Star], in addition to the most basic functions, also has an additional permanent eight-ring energy-shaping spell [Lightning Ring].

After activation, this spell can give the caster a certain degree of lightning resistance, while causing continuous damage to all nearby creatures, a bit like an electric shock aura, and will shoot two lightning arrows every few seconds.

Just from this weapon, it can be seen that Telramante has definitely spent a huge amount of money to avoid conflict and redeem his son as soon as possible.

But what he didn't know was that the real Brenas had disappeared long ago.

To be precise, he was made into a summoning creature card by Zuo Si, and then summoned out and intended to be put back to be used as a spy.

At this moment, he was standing in the laboratory, playing with the Storm Star, which he had just used the special ability of the Creator profession to forcibly shape the Morning Star Hammer into a long sword. He asked with interest, "What kind of conditions did the Ghost City offer?"

Davian answered without hesitation: "They claim to be willing to share some research data on the Shadow Plane, related spells, and experience in using the Shadow Magic Net."

"Haha, it seems that this ghost prince is worth a lot.

It was surprising that Telamante was willing to give up so many things in exchange.

Especially about the Shadow Plane and the Shadow Magic Web.

I'm afraid there is no other force in the entire continent of Faerun that has conducted more in-depth research than the City of Ghosts."

There was undisguised ridicule in Zuo Si's tone as he put down the Storm Star sword in his hand.

It has to be said that among the many weapons with additional energy attribute damage, fire, lightning and ice are always the coolest in appearance.

Especially when holding the [Storm Star], the dazzling electric light surrounding the blade and the holder can make one pretend to be Zeus, the king of gods.

As for the specific power...

All I can say is that it's far inferior to the lightning breath of the blue head in dragon form.

For Zuo Si today, the [Storm Star] longsword is a complete toy. There is no room for him to use it when facing truly powerful enemies, but it should be quite good for bullying weak enemies.

"Do you need to raise the price a little more during the negotiation?"

Davian asked in a not very sure tone.

Zuo Si smiled and shook his head: "No, that's not necessary, let's just leave it at that.

After a little bargaining for two days, they released Brenas and all his captured men.

I have no plans to engage in direct war with the City of Ghosts for the time being.

So it is better to leave this matter to Ovo to deal with.

And do you think that given the attitude shown by Ghost City at the moment, their expansion direction will be to the west to invade the north?

Or head south and invade Cormyr? Or head east and fight Furzol Chamberlain, who has conquered the Moonsea?"

"Hmm - I think the City of Ghosts will clash with Fuzzol Chamberlain first. Because they both want to establish regional hegemony and launch foreign wars to expand their rule."

Davian stroked his chin and expressed his point.

As the saying goes, there can't be two tigers in one mountain.

When two highly aggressive forces come into contact with each other, they will inevitably feel that each other is a huge threat, and fierce confrontation or even war will break out.

In the original history of the continent of Faerun, Fuzor Chamberlain once fought a "Battle of Shadow Bane" with the City of Ghosts, and also contacted Netheril's mortal enemy, the Phalanx, as an ally.

But in the end he was defeated and died due to his lack of strength.

The only result was killing a ghost prince, that's all.

Zhentil Keep was also completely razed to the ground during this period of time.

Later, the God of Tyranny Bane resurrected this Chosen One because he was quite diligent and conscientious, and promoted him to the position of Bishop of the Divine Realm, which was a demigod to some extent.

Therefore, it can be predicted that before the City of Ghosts really begins to expand, it will inevitably destroy Zhentil Keep and the Moon Sea surrounding areas controlled by the Church of Bane.

Otherwise, just one Zhentarin would be causing trouble behind the scenes every now and then, which would be very troublesome to deal with.

After all, there are only so many people who are truly loyal to the City of Ghosts, at most a few thousand to about ten or twenty thousand.

It is obviously unrealistic to rely on such a small number of people to manage hundreds of thousands or even millions of civilians scattered across towns and villages. The decentralization of functions in small administrative units such as towns and villages allows for local autonomy.

Autonomy means that rule is completely non-existent at the grassroots level.

This undoubtedly provided excellent opportunities for many intelligence organizations that were good at infiltration, such as the Zhentarim and the Harpists.

Especially the former who have no bottom line, they can easily create conflicts and riots by inciting hatred or directly using charm control spells.

In addition, the ruling style of Ghost City is consistent with that of Netheril. Both do not treat the lower-class people as human beings. Compared with civilians, they obviously prefer slaves.

Therefore, simply suppressing the uprisings and resistances that arise one after another will constantly consume one's own strength.

By then, the more lands are conquered and the more people live under the control, the weaker Ghost City will become.

Even though they possess extremely powerful strength and can easily destroy most of the countries on the continent of Faerun, they are like a giant with its feet stuck in the quagmire, and will continue to sink no matter how they struggle.

Therefore, even if it is to reduce the pressure of ruling, the City of Ghosts must destroy Zhentil Keep and the Zhentarim and remove the nail that poses the greatest threat to itself.

Zuo Si was undoubtedly very clear about this, so he nodded slightly: "You are right. There will be a battle between Telramant and Fuzol Chamberlain.

However, this war will not break out too early in the short term. It will take at least several months or even years.

Both sides will first test each other's strength until one side is sure that it can win.

I imagine that Fouchel Chamberlain must be feeling quite miserable right now.

After all, he had just conquered the Moon Sea with great difficulty, but before he could complete the integration, a dangerous neighbor suddenly appeared. "

When saying this, Zuo Si's tone revealed undisguised gloating.

Because if the Ghost City had not returned, Fuzol Chamberlain would definitely have integrated all the cities along the Moon Sea into a country in one or two years.

Then he declared himself a king or emperor, and then went south to annex the long-coveted rich lands such as Comandor and the Valley.

But now, he had to stop these actions and start to engage in militarism and frantically strengthen his military power.

Otherwise, if Ghost City realized that the Tyrant of the Moon Sea was a soft persimmon, the Floating City would fly over in a minute and raze Zhentil Castle to the ground completely.

"Are you going to support Fuzor Chamberlain in this war to deplete the power of Ghost City?" Davian asked in a low voice.

"Of course. But not now. We have to wait until they start a real fight."

While speaking, Zuo Si carefully took out the new type of sparkling oil that had been adjusted for several days on the laboratory bench from a special jar, picked up the magic wand that had not been used for a long time, and recited the spell he created.

moment!

The shiny oil in the jar began to boil first, and then was constantly shaped into various forms under the control of the magic wand.

When the metal inside was corroded by the shiny oil and gradually formed a soulless semi-mechanical life form, he suddenly chanted another spell.

In a flash!

The mechanical life form that had just begun to develop self-awareness quickly collapsed and disintegrated, once again decomposing into a pile of messy parts and soaking in the container of shiny oil.

There is no doubt that these two spells were specially created by Zuo Si so that the wizards on the magical earth can influence the technological creations of ordinary people.

The first spell is to manipulate, while the second is to destroy and disintegrate.

In this way, no matter how fast the social technology of ordinary people develops, as long as the bottom layer is still constructed by sparkling oil, wizards will never have to worry about their small magical world being exposed.

As for those new models of Shuo Oil, the magical part has been completely removed, retaining only a large amount of knowledge about materials, machinery, genes, energy, biomedicine and other aspects.

Scientists only need to keep trying to extract the information stored in it bit by bit and apply it to various industries.

Of course, the inventions and creations they made on this basis will also be recorded and become learning and reference materials for the floating city of Plantia and the New Phyrexia in the Mirrodin space.

"Okay, I think I see what you mean."

Davian was obviously not interested in these research matters. He quickly bowed and turned away.

After his figure completely disappeared at the end of the corridor, Zuo Si divided the oil into eleven portions, put them into smaller containers, and then made it into a card for preservation.

It was obvious that he intended to create multiple oil pools in different places on the earth, not just one.

Otherwise, the major powers will inevitably start wars for their own interests, or even grow mushrooms on each other, causing massive deaths and the decline of civilization.

This is not the outcome that left-wing thinking wants to see.

Therefore, there must be enough oil pools, at least one for each of the most powerful countries.

In this way, we can maintain the progress and prosperity brought by full competition without having to worry about the outbreak of devastating wars.

With this thought in mind, Zuo Si quickly stored the clone in the most secret room in the Mage Tower, and then transferred his soul and consciousness to the main body of the Doomsday Bunker.

After just a few seconds, he opened his eyes again and slowly walked out of the closed container like a closet, activating equipment cards one by one at a very fast speed.

In less than ten steps, the originally naked body was dressed again, and the whole person stood in the center of the huge circular magic circle.

When the portal leading to the upper level was activated, the surrounding walls and ceiling suddenly burst into dazzling light.

The next second...

Zuo Si finally returned to the living room of his house in this world.

Although I hadn't been back for a long time, the surrounding furniture, floors and walls were still wiped clean.

Next to the sofa where he used to sit was a thick stack of wizarding newspapers, neatly bound and arranged according to the date of publication.

"Master, welcome home."

The house-elf North appeared first, bent down and bowed politely.

"Meow--"

Crookshanks appeared from somewhere and gently rubbed his master whom he had not seen for a long time.

"During the time I was away, nothing major happened in the wizarding world, right?"

Zuo Si reached out and teased the cat and asked casually.

North quickly shook his head and replied, “No. It’s as if the mysterious man and his followers disappeared and never appeared again.

Apart from some minor disturbances caused by the wizards who came back from the dead, all was peaceful.

Oh, by the way, the Ministry of Magic recently resumed the Triwizard Tournament after being suspended for centuries.

Miss Granger participated in the event as the champion of Hogwarts and won the final victory.

She also demonstrated the enhanced magic she invented in the first competition and was hailed as the second rising star in the magic world after you.

Here is a report from the Daily Prophet for your perusal."

As he spoke, North pulled out a newspaper from a thick stack and handed it to him with both hands.

Zuo Si took it and flipped through it, and soon noticed the shocking dynamic magic photo on the front page, as well as the long report. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly uncontrollably.

Because what the photo shows is a beautiful young girl beating up a fire dragon from this world with her fists and feet, causing it to be severely injured and vomit blood.

The sense of power and impact of punches hitting flesh and feet drawing blood is simply vivid on the paper.

Based on his years of combat experience, Zuo Si could basically determine that the unfortunate dragon's internal organs must have been severely damaged.

If you don't get treatment in time, you won't live long.

As for the audience in the stands, most of them had their mouths wide open with expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces. Even the headmaster, who never showed his emotions, couldn't help but stand up.

If you dye the girl's hair in the photo black and tie it into two ponytails, and then change into a red jacket, a short skirt and black stockings, she will definitely be another melee magician Toosaka Rin.

Needless to say, after a period of wild development, Hermione has developed a system and characteristics of enhanced magic that suits her.

And from her punching and kicking movements, it is not difficult to see that she also spent time learning practical fighting skills.

If an ordinary wizard was hit twice at close range and didn't have time to cast the armor spell, he would probably be beaten to death.

"It seems that Hermione has changed a lot in the past few years when I was away." Zuo Si put down the newspaper and sighed with a chuckle.

"Maybe it's because we haven't seen each other for a long time. I don't think there has been much change. Miss Granger always comes to stay for a while during each vacation. In addition, she asked me to write to her as soon as I have any news about you."

While he was talking, North had already skillfully brewed tea and poured a cup for his master.

Zuo Si took a sip of the drink, then casually placed it on the table next to him and replied nonchalantly, "No need to notify her. I will go to Hogwarts to visit her in person later. Before that, I have something more important to do."

"Oh, what is it? Can I help you?"

North asked impatiently with his big eyes wide open.

As a house-elf, he has a desire to serve his master and his family.

Especially after being left alone for several years, this desire not only did not subside, but became even stronger.

"Hehe, sorry, you can't help me with this matter. You should stay home and prepare dinner. Remember to make something hearty. I might bring guests back."

After saying that, Zuo Si raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and disappeared on the spot.

Just a second later, he arrived at a desert that looked desolate.

After roughly confirming his position, he used magic to dig a small but deep hole in the ground, then took out a portion of shiny oil and poured it in.

Whether it is the worthless yellow sand or red soil, or the hard rocks and various minerals buried under the soil, they are all disappearing at an incredibly fast speed, and are replaced by an extremely huge underground oil lake.

After expanding to a certain extent, Zuo Si stopped the input and manipulation of energy, and used magic again to create a not very strong earthquake.

It was obvious that he was deliberately using this method to lure government officials over so that they could discover the oil hidden underground.

For most modern countries, detecting geological activities, especially natural disasters such as earthquakes and tsunamis, is no longer a difficult task.

It can even provide an early warning a few minutes in advance.

The facts are just as expected.

Not long after the earthquake, an airplane flew across the vast Gobi Desert.

After about an hour, vehicles carrying people began to drive over from a distance, raising clouds of dust.

They obviously couldn't see Zuo Si who remained invisible, so after getting off the car, they immediately took out various instruments to collect data. Some people picked up the broken stones on the ground and took them back for more testing.

正在众人各司其职忙活的时候，一名看上去四十岁上下满脸皱纹十分沧桑的中年男人似乎察觉到了什么，突然弯下腰把手里长长的棍子径直插进地上的裂缝中。

等他起身把棍子抽出来的时候，赫然发现棍子的下半截已经完全被深色粘稠的油脂所覆盖。

石……石油？！

男人的脸上顿时露出难以置信的表情，紧跟着迅速转化为狂喜，冲着周围其他人大喊道：“是石油！我们发现石油了！”

瞬间！

整车人都沸腾了，一股脑涌过来看着棍子上那些黑色的粘稠液体七嘴八舌的争论起来。

“什么？石油！”

“这怎么可能！这片戈壁我们早就做过地质勘察，根本没有石油存在的痕迹。”

“也许是埋藏的比较深形成了断层呢？”

“正常情况下石油不是都有天然气伴生吗？可这里没有检测到天然气啊？真是奇了怪了。”

“管他呢。先打电话报告上级，然后取样本带回去检测。如果这真是一个油田，那我们可就立大功了。”

就这样在一行人的通力合作下，其中一半人留在原地看着，而另外一半人则驱车返回。

由于在这个世界的时间线仍旧处在二十世纪的末尾，因此电池技术仍旧相对落后，石油依然是当之无愧的能源与化工之王。

谁掌握了最多的石油，谁就能成为世界的霸主。

更何况对于一个贫油国来说，如果能发现一口储量丰富的大油田，其战略意义甚至能跟国运直接划上等号。

所以仅仅十分钟左右，战机就又一次冲天空中划过，从高空进行严密的监控。

差不多一小时四十分钟，绿色的卡车便载着成建制的军队抵达并迅速包围封锁周边地区。

为首的军官更是直截了当向留守在这里的地质专家询问：“你们确定这里真的有一口油田吗？”

“额——暂时还无法确定，我们只是发现了类似石油的物质，真正的结果要等检测结果出来才知道。”一名带着厚重眼睛的男青年小心翼翼回答道。

“那要等多久？”

军官情绪激动的继续追问。

“应该很快。

毕竟检测化学成分并不需要太长时间。

不过我得提醒一句，这里的情况很诡异，甚至检测不到一丁点的天然气泄漏，因此最好别抱太大希望。

也许只是看起来像石油的不明物质。”

男青年不动声色的打了个预防针。

看到这么大的阵仗，他其实心里是有点慌的，生怕搞出乌龙来最后还要挨上级的骂。

就在两人说话的功夫，远在上百公里之外的地质研究所内，此刻已经彻底炸了锅。

因为几名头发花白的老教授，正目瞪口呆看着容器内的烁油将倒进去的试剂和其他一些矿物以极快的速度分解掉，并且自身的体积也以肉眼可见的速度涨了一大截。

“这……这简直太不可思议了！究竟发生了什么？”

一名老人用力揉了揉眼睛发出惊呼。

旁边另外一名老人苦笑着摇了摇头：“别问我，我也不知道。今天真是开眼了！我搞研究这么多年还是第一次遇到如此怪事。对了，赶紧取出一点来测试下这些油是否还能燃烧。”

在他的指挥下，几名年轻点的助手迅速从容器中取出几滴放在另外一个容器中，然后用明火点燃。

瞬间！

轰！ 一团炙热的火球腾空而起，差点把躲闪不急的操作人员烧伤。

那剧烈的能量释放完全颠覆了在场所有人对于“石油”这种物质的认知。

一名年轻的女助手在惊慌失措中不小心碰到了旁边的光学显微镜，后者啪的一声就掉进了装着烁油的容器中。

就在她反应过来想要伸手将其捞出的时候，忽然发现整个显微镜也迅速被烁油侵蚀了。

不过这一次不像之前那样是单纯的吞噬，而是进行了无法用科学解释的重塑与改造。

等众人反应过来的时候，值不了几个钱的光学显微镜已经完全变成了另外一幅充满科幻感的样子。

“噢——我的天呐！教……教授，我们好像发现了某种不得了的东西。”

女助手只觉得嘴巴发干，全身上下早已被汗水浸透。

当然，这种情况并不仅仅只出现在她一个人的身上，研究室内的其他人状态也都差不多。

因为烁油对于这个目前还是以石油作为主要能源的世界来说，简直就像是神一样的造物。

它不仅可以作为燃料使用，同时还具备吞噬吸收其他物质来增加自身体积的特性。

也就是说，不管是生活垃圾也好，还是沙漠里的沙子、海水、碎石，统统都可以转化成为可以高效利用的能源。

除此之外，那种无法用科学解释的改造能力，更是让人怀疑这玩意是某种外星高等文明的造物。

还有人觉得地球上真的存在一个超级史前文明，而烁油就是他们遗留下来的。

介于在实验中发现了太多超出理解范围之外的现象，因此这个研究所及其工作人员很快就被封锁隔离。

哪怕是打个电话给家里保平安，旁边也会有专人负责盯着。

但有趣的是没有谁因此而抱怨，反倒一个比一个兴奋、激动。

他们知道自己卷入了一场足以名垂青史的重大事件中，说不定未来还会频繁出现在电视、报纸乃至教科书上。

至于烁油，更是被列为最高保密级别，方圆数百公里都被列为了禁止靠近的区域，生怕消息泄露被其他国家得知。

与此同时，各个领域最厉害的专家也都接到了紧急调令，纷纷放下手头原本的工作齐聚到荒凉的戈壁滩。

可以预见，这里用不了多久就会孵化出一些惊世骇俗的东西。

与此同时，左思也在世界其他地方制造了九个稍小一些的烁油湖。

不过后边这些，他就没那么好心用地震去通知当地政府，仅仅是做了个不算太显眼的标记。

至于对方能不能找到，找到之后又是否保得住，那就不关他的事情了。

反正这种新型号的烁油对于全体地球人类来说，绝对算得上是一份丰厚的回礼，足以抵得上左思从这个世界获取的十几倍乃至几十倍。

但凡统治阶级还有点良心，底层民众的生活水平都会成倍的提高，进入新一轮的人口大爆发阶段。

尤其是基因和医疗药品领域，几乎可以做到包治百病。

毕竟非瑞克西亚的创立者——约格莫夫最初就是干医生起家，而且后来还通过基因技术创造了许多新的种族。

这些知识与技术全部都存储在烁油之中等待有缘人发现。

“世界的历史从这一刻开始转向了。

也许我下一次再来的时候，这里肯定已经变成了另外一幅样子。

只是不知道究竟会是资本横行无忌的赛博朋克社会，还是稍微好一些的秩序社会。

不过无所谓了，反正我也不打算做过多的干涉，就任由他们自由的选择和发展好了。

无论是那种结果我都可以接受。”

左思一边吃着手里的冰激凌，一边沿着热闹繁华的街道漫步。

达成了此行最重要的目标之后，又顺路去了一间人流量比较多且有点历史的大教堂，给已经耗光信仰力量的冲击权杖充能。

可能是在费伦待太久的关系，他十分怀念这种曾经无比熟悉的生活环境，甚至就连闻到汽车排出的尾气都感觉格外香甜。

这可不是什么夸张的形容。

而是因为这个年代的汽油里普遍含铅，铅的味道就是甜的。

再配合巨龙那比狗还要灵敏的嗅觉，自然而然就能闻到空气里弥漫的香甜。

如果正常人总闻到空气中有一股香甜的味道，那最好赶紧去医院检查一下是不是铅中毒了。

但这种怀旧并未持续太久。

吃完了手里的冰激凌之后，左思就又恢复到平日里理智冷静的状态，直接传送到了霍格沃茨城堡附近的树林。

无视了周围几对正在亲热的情侣，他径直穿过乡间小路和城堡的草坪，在无数双眼睛的注视下朝校长办公室走去。

尽管已经销声匿迹了好几年，可仍旧有许多高年级学生认出了这个曾经在英国乃至整个魔法界掀起风暴的传奇人物，纷纷停下脚步满脸震惊的行注目礼。

部分斯莱特林学院的学生更是主动弯腰鞠躬表达自己的敬意。

不用问也知道，左思这几年虽然没有露面，可整个魔法界都是他的传说。

无论是能让人死而复生的魔法石，还是能够把咒语存储进卷轴或是其他物品的技术，对魔法界都产生了意义深远的影响。

更不用提还当众羞辱了号称是最强大、连名字都不敢提的黑魔王，使其彻底失去了通过杀戮和制造恐怖建立起来的威慑力。

However, Zuo Si did not stay in the lawn and corridor for too long. Instead, he learned the correct password through the magic of prophecy and walked directly into the principal's office through the magic guard. He saw Dumbledore holding a cockroach in his hand and putting it into his mouth.

Apparently, the old man with the white beard was stealing his favorite cockroach pile of candy again.

I have to say, it’s a miracle that he still has such a sweet tooth at this age and hasn’t developed diabetes.

Of course, it is also possible that he had the disease but was later cured by potion.

"Dear Principal, long time no see.

You look well.

You know , I always wondered how you would react if you put two real cockroaches in a pile of cockroaches and ate them.

Should I eat it as if nothing happened?

Or is it that you can't help but dry heave when you spit it out? "

Zuo Si was the first to greet in a half-joking tone.

The reason why he used "half" as a joke is that he really had such an idea, but did not put it into action.

“Hahahaha! I think the former is more likely. If you really eat a live cockroach by accident, it would be a good experience and adventure, isn’t it?”

Dumbledore threw the cockroach in his hand into his mouth and laughed happily.

Zuo Sishen nodded in agreement: "I also think that if this happens, you will probably pretend that nothing happened. Maybe I can try it next time."

Hearing this, Dumbledore waved his hand and said, "Please forgive me.

If I really eat a live cockroach, I may never eat a pile of cockroaches again in my life.

For an old man who is about to die, this is a bit too cruel.

By the way, where have you been all these years? Why haven’t I heard from you at all?”

"I went to a very far place, so far away that it was beyond the knowledge of anyone in this world. This time I came back mainly to solve a problem that has troubled the magic world for thousands of years, that is, how wizards can completely hide themselves from ordinary people with increasingly advanced technology."

As he spoke, Zuo Si took out the last portion of oil and placed it on the old man's desk.

"This is……"

Dumbledore stared at the sticky dark liquid in the transparent container, an expression of great surprise appearing on his wrinkled face.

"You should have heard of oil as an energy source in the ordinary people's world, right?" Zuo Si asked very straightforwardly.

"Yes, I have heard of it. They even fought each other for the black liquid."

Dumbledore had obviously been paying attention to the technological development in the ordinary people's world and quickly gave a positive answer.

“Now that you know about oil, it’s a lot easier to explain.

What is in front of you is called Shuoyou. It is a substance that can be used as fuel like petroleum, but can also strengthen itself by decomposing and absorbing other substances, and can also be controlled by magic spells.

In other words, it is a super-enhanced version of oil combined with magic.

With this thing, ordinary people's world is equivalent to obtaining nearly unlimited energy, and can easily overcome technical problems caused by unqualified materials.

Wizards can directly use magic spells to influence and change all technological products developed based on the oil.

This way, the wizards can continue to hide themselves and feel safe.

The world of ordinary people can also continue to develop in great strides, and even go beyond the earth to start the era of space colonization. "

Zuo Si listed all the advantages of Shuo Oil in one go.

As for potential pitfalls and flaws...

He simply omitted them all.

"Shuo oil?"

Dumbledore carefully opened the lid of the container, raised his wand and cast several spells in succession, trying to figure out the ingredients.

But unfortunately, apart from the fact that it can burn, no useful information was obtained.

In the next ten minutes or so, he made many attempts, including adding magic potions into the oil, throwing some things in for the oil to devour and decompose, or transforming them.

Finally, when everything on the desk in the principal's office was thrown away, the old man stopped with a sense of satisfaction. He stroked his thick white beard and said with emotion: "What an interesting and incredible creation. Did you create it through alchemy? Just like the Philosopher's Stone that can bring people back to life?"

Zuo Si calmly shook his head: "No, it's not entirely alchemy, there are many other things in it.

I hope to use your prestige in the International Confederation of Wizards to tell this news to everyone in the wizarding world.

At the same time, it promotes spells that control Shuoyou and destroy Shuoyou creations.

In this way, wizards can interfere with and manipulate the technological products in the ordinary people's world.

They no longer need to worry about being exposed.

Because with just one spell, all the oil-shielding devices will automatically block the wizard.

In fact, before I came to you, I had already built ten oil lakes in various corners of the world."

"Using magic to guide and control technology? After being silent for a few years, are you going to stir up a storm as soon as you show up?"

Dumbledore had obviously realized how drastic changes the oil would bring to the world.

He couldn't even confirm whether this change was good or bad.

But what is certain is that officials and politicians in the entire wizarding world will surely be in ecstasy...

(End of this chapter)