Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 256 Record Stone

When Yaro bid farewell to the patrol and headed toward the alchemy shop Ian had mentioned, he found that a large number of passersby had already gathered outside the shop, all staring at the wall hanging in mid-air.

Following the gaze of passersby, Yaro saw a strange grayish-white stone above the shop, from which a beam of light shone, projecting a blurry image onto the dark wall.

In the scene, a peerless warrior is soaring through the sky, rampaging through a group of flying armored soldiers, wielding a strange heavy sword that brings up towering flames!

cut!
block!
Wave!
……

His heavy sword swirled endlessly as he fought a group of men alone, causing the armored soldiers to fall and their horses to tumble, eliciting gasps of amazement from the young men present.

Yaro looked closely—and there he was, the person in the picture.

"Is this the Recording Stone? It's somewhat like the strange method that Mentor Bosco's mechanical maid once used."

The mechanical maid projected a 3D image, which differed from the flat image on the recording stone.

However, anyone familiar with optics knows that 3D stereoscopic imagery is simply deceiving the human eye. By projecting slightly different light into each eye, objects can appear to be three-dimensional.

3D glasses are made by processing the left and right lenses so that they can block different light, resulting in a slight difference in the image that is ultimately projected into the eyes, thus creating a sense of depth.

According to this theory, it is quite simple to make the image have a sense of depth: just place two recorders according to the difference in line of sight when recording.

When it's time to play it back, use another method to project the footage captured by the two recorders into each eye.

"This is the first time I've seen the battle from a different perspective, and I must say, it's quite a shock."

Yaro stopped and looked at the scene in the picture with admiration.

A lone warrior charging into battle, sweeping across all directions.

It evokes a sense of the same unparalleled passion and fighting spirit I felt when I read Romance of the Three Kingdoms in my past life.

It's more like the arrogance of Sun Wukong when he single-handedly fought against a million heavenly soldiers and generals after erecting the plaque "Great Sage Equal to Heaven".

In his life, Yaro had never seen anything similar to movies or TV shows. Moreover, when watching movies or TV shows, everyone knows they are fake, but these scenes are all real. There is no need to go into the details. It is perfectly normal for them to be so fascinated by such scenes for the first time.

But soon, the battle scene suddenly went out, and another recording stone next to it lit up, revealing a bald, greasy middle-aged man on the wall.

"Yes, look at this set. This is the same armor that Yarrow Garner wore in the battle just now! It's made entirely of black marble and has been infused with the limbs of abyssal monsters. It generates a strong abyssal aura when moving, putting immense pressure on the enemy's mind and making it impossible for them to retaliate!"

"Today! Today only! This Yarrow Gara Demon Armor is only eighteen! For just eighteen magic stones, you can own the same armor as Yarrow Gara..."

Yaro: "..."

Did you pay me for advertising by doing this?

You did this without paying me? Believe me or not, I could kill you.

The onlookers booed angrily. The bald middle-aged man's actions were indeed infuriating. What was the difference between this and a TV commercial suddenly popping up when you're engrossed in watching TV?
However, this method did have some effect. The price of eighteen magic stones was indeed reasonable. Sure enough, several young people couldn't resist heading towards the alchemy shop.

At this moment, the clothing and appearance of one of them immediately attracted the attention of those around them.

Someone whispered in confusion, "Yaro Garner?"

Someone exclaimed, "Yarrow Garner is here?"

Some people questioned, "Why would he come to such a small place?"

……

The crowd stirred for a moment, but someone quickly recognized him and whispered to those around them, "That's actually Ian, the eldest son of the Boone family. Don't be fooled by him; he bought hair dye from me yesterday." "Do you still have hair dye? How much is a tube?"

"Not expensive at all! Only three... eight magic stones!"

"I want it!"

"I want two!"

People have a tendency to follow the crowd; once one person wants to buy something, it will naturally lead many others to follow suit.

The pharmacist beamed and exclaimed, "We have them all! Don't worry, don't worry!"

Yaro: "..."

Where is my knife?
Oh well, this kind of thing is actually a good thing for me.

If many fake 'Yaro' appear, where will those who want to hunt you down find you?
Shaking his head, Yarrow bypassed the boisterous crowd and headed towards the alchemy shop.

"...No, the recording stone is not for sale!"

Inside the shop, a bald shop owner was speaking impatiently. Upon hearing footsteps, he casually reassured the customer, "Alright, alright, I have another customer! We'll talk about it next time, next time."

Upon hearing this, the golden-armored youth turned around and glanced back, a hint of joy flashing in his eyes: "Yaro, are you done with your work?"

"Yaro?" The bald shopkeeper's expression changed slightly.

The golden-armored youth smiled smugly: "That's right, I've already made a deal with him. From now on, when we dress up like this, he'll be called Yaro, and I'll be called Gana!"

"Is that so?" The bald shopkeeper looked at Yaro suspiciously, but after noticing a few details about Yaro's figure, a look of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes.

After entering the house, Yaro began to observe the shopkeeper, and soon noticed the subtle changes in his expression.

"Recognize it?"

Yaro was slightly startled.

"It's careless!"

"It must be to imitate his own armor. He studied the images for a long time, so he could tell from some details of his own body!"

Yaro's hair, beard, and skin color were very different from before. In terms of appearance alone, he was completely different from before. Otherwise, Ian, this 'die-hard fan,' would not have mistaken him for one of his own kind.

"I shouldn't have come to this alchemy shop... Come to think of it, the other two alchemy shops seem to be selling this kind of armor as well?"

"Then you shouldn't have revealed your real name. If you had just chosen a fake name, you probably wouldn't have been exposed so quickly."

Yaro's thoughts raced, but his emotions suddenly calmed down after realizing that this place was the alchemy shop.

"The purification potion is in my pocket. This is the alchemy shop. The materials for the lead-iron heavy armor will be ready soon."

"I can remake the lead-iron heavy armor myself in a short time."

"Now that I have my lead and iron heavy armor back, what do I have to fear? At worst, I can fight the pursuers behind me. If I win, I'll gain a lot of experience. If I lose, I can just keep running!"

Being cowardly is just a means, but it has never been Yaro's goal!

(End of this chapter)