Chapter 107 The Second-Hand Bicycle Left Behind by the Senior
Amy looked at Victor:
"For someone like you, Victor, who comes from a family of great wizards, you don't have to worry too much. Even if you don't have purchasing privileges at the academy, you can still obtain more advanced magical weapons from your family. But for someone like me, whose family has been passed down for less than a generation and who doesn't have a deep background, it's going to be a problem."
Victor nodded in understanding.
His family does have its own channels that can make up for the lack of authority of the academy.
"However, fortunately, there are solutions." Amy's eyes sparkled. "After completing the military service stipulated in the contract, wizards can choose whether to continue to participate in the Planar War freely before reaching the fourth level. And after each conquest of a new plane, or after a battle on a certain front comes to an end, a group of wizards will return for rest and recuperation."
Benjamin nodded. He knew this very well.
"Each Norn Academy is the core center of knowledge and power within the workshop. Many wizards who are taking a break will choose to return to the academy and rent a laboratory to rest and accumulate experience, summarizing their experience and researching new witchcraft."
"During this period, some wizards who are relatively 'poor' or in urgent need of funds will occasionally sell equipment that they no longer need." Amy showed a sly smile.
"As long as witchcraft tools are well maintained, they can still be used normally even after hundreds of years. The most likely thing is that the witchcraft models engraved on them are outdated."
"I see. To put it simply, it's a bit like a senior in college selling his unused bicycle and second-hand books to his junior." Jieming suddenly understood after hearing this.
He had indeed never come into contact with this kind of "second-hand market". After all, he was very "rich" and was pursuing the most advanced and perfect talismanic magic tools. He didn't need to consider this kind of "making the best use of things" method at all.
But what can I say?
Although it is indeed in line with economics, after listening to Amy's explanation, Benjamin always felt a little dazed when looking at this fifth-level magical weapon.
In his eyes, this thing has changed from a "magic weapon refined by a great master in the Void Refinement Realm" to a "bicycle left by a senior who has owned it for who knows how many times."
"Oh, this is indeed beyond my knowledge. I have always bought things directly from the college warehouse. I didn't know there was such an organization in the college." Benjamin scratched his head awkwardly.
Victor couldn't help but grumble, "You're clearly beyond our ken, yet you're the one paying full price for a brand new, high-level magical weapon... You're truly rich! You simply can't comprehend the hardships ordinary people like us face!"
"That's right! For someone like you, even becoming a first-level wizard is like a piece of cake. How can you understand our hardships?" Amy also echoed, complaining half-jokingly.
Benjamin smiled noncommittally and did not refute.
He was indeed living too "rich" a life, so much so that he ignored the survival methods of these low-level wizards.
"I met this senior through my parents' connection," Amy continued. "She also returned from the Elosia plane. Of course, the reason we stayed in touch was because I not only bought her magical weapons, but also often helped her connect with other apprentices in need, bringing her quite a few 'clients'."
"So we're pretty familiar with each other, so it shouldn't be a problem to trade with her."
Benjamin smacked his lips and couldn't help but sigh.
Amy confidently put away the communicator. "Okay, I just contacted her. We can go meet her next. Let's see if she can provide us with some useful information or introduce a few wizard teams that are looking for helpers."
Looking at Amy's confident smile, Benjamin had a deeper understanding of her interpersonal skills.
Although Amy said it lightly, there is no doubt that the reason she was able to reach a cooperation with that senior was due to her strong interpersonal skills.
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Benjamin and Victor followed Amy through the camp's simple but functional buildings.
Eventually, they came to a semi-permanent rune structure in a remote corner of the camp.
This place looks ordinary on the outside, but the magical fluctuations flowing around it are far more intense and stable than other places. It is obvious that there is a high-level element-gathering magic array arranged inside.
Amy knocked on the door lightly, and the rune door opened silently.
The light in the room was a little dim, and the air was filled with a unique scent of a faint mixture of potions and ink.
A woman in a dark blue wizard robe had her back to them, debugging a complex rune matrix.
She had an elegant figure, and her long silver hair cascaded down like a waterfall, reaching down to her waist, gleaming like moonlight in the dim light.
Hearing the noise, she slowly turned around.
It was a delicate and mature face, with a hint of fatigue at the corners of the eyes, but it did not detract from its charm at all.
She has a pair of deep silver-gray eyes, like the starry sky at night.
The other person was the senior from the academy that Amy had mentioned, Viola.
"Amy? What a rare visitor! I didn't expect we would meet here again." The silver-haired witch's tone was a little playful, and her eyes swept over Benjamin and Victor with a hint of scrutiny.
"You're actually bringing two little ones with you. Shouldn't you be out there struggling to survive? Why, you want to go back just as we've just started?"
"Long time no see, Senior Viola!" Amy smiled sweetly and took a step forward. "We are not that fragile. As I said just now, we came here this time to ask for your advice and, by the way... to seek some opportunities for cooperation."
Viola raised her eyebrows slightly, not commenting on Amy's statement.
She gestured for them to sit down, and she leisurely sat down in a comfortable chair, tapping the table with her slender fingers:
"We've already communicated clearly about this in the communication, but..."
"Cooperation? Interesting." Viola smiled, but there was a hint of pity in that smile. "You should know that transactions between wizards have always advocated equal exchange. So... what can you offer?"
After she asked this, Amy and Victor fell silent.
They were so happy before that they ignored this problem.
Although they have now advanced to the first-level official wizard, they have not had time to accumulate wealth, and they really can't produce anything that can impress the senior wizard in front of them.
"Amy, considering our previous friendship, I can provide you with two pieces of suitable intelligence for free." Viola looked at Amy seriously, "But that's all. If you want me to continue to provide more intelligence, you must at least give me something of equal value in exchange."
"So...what can you come up with that will make my heart flutter?"
"Maybe... I do?"
(End of this chapter)
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