Spellcasting Heavens

"thank you very much!

You may not be able to understand why a businessman like me does everything possible to make his children become mages?

But I can tell you that this is a shortcut to change the fate of the family.

As a businessman, I am very rich, but I will always be looked down upon by those aristocrats.

Even a destitute aristocrat who is so poor that he can't even afford to eat can rightfully ask me to pay his respects to him, just because he has a noble blood.

To tell you the truth, I am eager to change my status and that of my family, and to gain the respect of others, especially those of the nobles.

However, it is very difficult to do this. There are usually only two ways. One is to become a member of the nobles through military merit, and the other is to become a noble mage.

Regrettably, none of my children have the qualifications to become warriors, priests, or paladins, so there is no way to go either way.

Even with this talent, I don't intend to put them at risk of dying at any moment, fighting those damned orcs, gnolls, kobolds, trolls, and undead.

Only the youngest daughter, Jenny, showed extraordinary intelligence at an early age. It took other children several years to learn to read and write, and she did it in just four months.

I have always believed that she will be the one who will change the fate of the family, for which I am willing to give everything I have. "

Having said that, Old George put down his glass, stood up and bowed respectfully, and at the same time asked Jenny to stand up and salute.

Even though this girl didn't understand her father's good intentions at all, she still put down the soup bowl and said thank you in a low voice.

"Do you change fate..."

Zhang Cheng looked at the businessman with a strong unwillingness in his eyes, and suddenly understood something.

As mentioned before, the human society in Azeroth is a typical feudal society, and the nobles are the rulers at the top of the pyramid.

Although merchants are rich, their social status is far inferior to that of nobles, and they are even subject to various disguised exploitation and oppression at any time.

The most typical example is that the official Stormwind City defaulted on the payment of the Mason Association, which led to the latter being unable to bear it and choosing to launch an armed uprising to protect its own interests.

It is even more so for one's own people, and it is even more conceivable for those businessmen who walk between towns and countries.

Perhaps only by establishing armed chaebols like the goblins, can those who spy on the wealth of merchants restrain themselves.

What if you have money but no sense of security?

The answer is very simple, use money to change the class and make yourself a member of the rulers.

After thinking about this, Zhang Cheng shook his head involuntarily with a smile, and sighed softly, "You have made a decision, a dangerous one.

You must know that going from an apprentice to a mage needs to go through countless trials and temptations. It is not much safer than becoming an alliance soldier, and it is even more dangerous if it is not good. It does not mean that as long as you are smart, it is enough.

Due to the frequent use of magic, the spatial shielding around Dalaran is far more vulnerable than elsewhere.

This also means that the demons of the Burning Legion, the life of the void, and some evil forces that cannot be described in words, may extend their tentacles at any time and affect a certain mage or apprentice.

Are you sure you want to keep your daughter in such a place just for the possibility of becoming a mage? "

In fact, if it wasn't for the parchment scroll directly giving him a simple job template and a lot of magical knowledge, he wasn't sure if he would be able to start from scratch and survive the crisis-ridden apprenticeship.

"That's right! It is because of humility that pursues greatness; because it is short-lived, it pursues eternity; it is because it is as weak as an ant, so it pursues god-like power. The original human mages continued in such an atmosphere. Research, study, and finally surpass the upper elves and create the status of Dalaran's magical kingdom? Now, I am also willing to gamble on the future and destiny of the family with little Jenny." Old George responded decisively.

"Okay, I hope you won't regret the decision you made. Now continue to talk about what else you want to cooperate with me." Seeing that the other party had made up his mind, Zhang Cheng decisively chose to change the subject.

One of his advantages is that he never has unnecessary arguments with others.

Because when he was very young, he learned a truth, that is, never try to persuade others with words, especially a person with a complete outlook on life and values.

Only cruel reality and failure can make a person change himself.

Old George hesitated for a moment, and quickly said, "I want your help, and see if I can get more alchemy potions, especially healing potions. You must know whether it's Stormwind City in the south or a refuge in Arathi Heights. Gu, or Nanhai Town, are facing various threats. In order to save the lives of those experienced veterans as much as possible, many commanders give them two bottles when they go out to perform dangerous missions, consume So fast that there is a severe shortage."

"So you plan to take the opportunity to make a fortune?"

"No, making money is not my purpose. My purpose is to see if I can dig a few reliable warriors to **** my caravan. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com"

As the saying goes, once you are bitten by a snake, you are afraid of the rope for ten years.

Old George estimated that after being infiltrated by syndicate spies once, he no longer wanted to believe that those temporarily hired guards actually reached the army's head.

"Hehe, this time you are asking the right person. I happen to know a little alchemy myself. As long as you can get Ning Shen Hua and Silver Leaf Grass, I will be able to prepare a batch of primary healing potions within a few days. How about it? Are you interested?" Zhang Cheng asked with a smile.

"What? You can also alchemy?! That's great! No problem, I'll borrow a batch from an acquaintance now. Also, if you need any other herbs, please make a list and I'll do my best. I can raise it. As for the price, I guarantee it will be three times the purchase price of the Kirin Tor Council." Old George excitedly offered conditions.

Zhang Cheng didn't even think about it, nodded and agreed: "Yes, I accept your offer. In addition to Ningshenhua and silverleaf, I also need a little ground root grass and swiftlet. In addition, if it is convenient, get me some herbs. Seed."

Obviously, the reason why he agreed so happily was not for money at all, but to prepare for leaving.

After all, the raw materials for the alchemy formula are all produced in Azeroth. Once he returns to Earth and loses the raw materials, the alchemy profession will be abolished, unless he can bring the seeds back to artificial cultivation.

"Seed? Are you planning to cultivate it artificially?"

"Yes, is there any problem?"

Old Joe quickly waved his hand: "No, there is no problem. As far as I know, it seems that only the Druids know how to cultivate herbs. I need to spend some time to find out."

"Then go quickly, I'll wait for your good news." Zhang Cheng picked up his glass and drank the last bit of wine, got up and walked towards Garrick's place...