Two Realms: The Dark Wizard Evolves Madly in the Wasteland

The underground world, Norlan Wizarding Academy.

"Apprentice, clean up the specimens and materials. The experiment is over!"

The black wizard's voice was devoid of any emotion.

He immediately stopped stirring the crucible and replied in a low voice, "Yes, Professor Colton."

Raven put down the experimental equipment and turned to walk to the other side of the experimental table.

Because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, Raven's skin had a sickly pale color, like a vampire hiding underground.

Of course, all students at Norlan Wizarding Academy have this problem to some extent.

He skillfully grabbed the "black rock lizard" that had just been half-dissected and threw the carcass into the jar.

A few drops of the Dead Soul Herb liquid, used to soak the lizard, spilled onto the back of my hand.

A hissing sound rose up in bursts of white smoke, but he didn't even flinch.

Raven glanced at the injured area on his hand and began to treat the wound slowly and deliberately.

The solution used to soak animal carcasses was highly corrosive, but he was used to it.

I've been in this body of a first-level apprentice for half a year now.

The most important thing Raven learned here was to know his place, not to appear too smart, and not to appear too stupid.

After cleaning the lab, Raven walked through the narrow, smelly corridor.

Countless wizard apprentices, looking hurried and bewildered, walked past him.

Most of these apprentices were around eleven or twelve years old.

It's obvious that these are newborns that the dark wizard just captured from the surface world.

Based on the original owner's many years of survival experience here, within a month, more than half of these apprentices would die.

It's important to know that Raven's academy is the Shadow Academy. The Shadow Academy isn't as cruel as the Necromancer or Plant Academy, but even then, only about one in ten apprentices survive each year.

He walked toward the three-story apprentice dormitory area.

The air on the third basement level was even more polluted than in the laboratory, and it had a musty smell that just wouldn't go away.

The stone walls on both sides of the corridor are inlaid with green fluorite, and the light flickers.

"Raven! Hey, Raven!"

Just as he reached the entrance of his stone chamber, the stone door opposite him suddenly opened.

A head with messy hair popped out; it was Balu, an apprentice who had arrived a year later than Raven, and was now also a first-level wizard apprentice.

This guy is very outgoing, has a round face, and looks kind and warm.

But in reality, none of the apprentices who survived a year at the Shadow Academy were truly fools.

"What's wrong, Balu?" Raven stopped, his hand habitually resting on his sleeve, where the birchwood staff was hidden.

Baru excitedly squeezed through the door and looked around.

Then, mysteriously, he leaned closer to Raven and whispered:

"Raven, are you free tonight? I'll take you to a great place! The arena over at the Apprentice Market, there's a big show tonight!"

Raven raised an eyebrow and took a half step back without making a sound.

"I'm not interested in bloody places."

"Oh, don't be so boring! You must be interested in magic stones!"

Balu grabbed Raven's sleeve eagerly, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

"This time it's different! I have inside information! Those guys from the Necromancer Academy brought a Bloodthirsty Digging Lizard, which is also immune to dark element. It can definitely take down that giant black shadow python that the red-robed wizards are raising!"

He pulled out a few dusty magic stones from his pocket, waved them, and tempted them:

"Just follow my advice, and I guarantee you'll make a fortune! If you win, I'll only charge you a 10% commission; if you lose, I'll even refund a small portion of your magic stones. How about it? Win or lose, you'll make money!"

"If you're not satisfied, you can personally check the status of the two monsters before the battle and make changes at any time!"

Seeing Balu's eager eyes, Raven felt little emotional.

He uses the jar that's placed by his bedside to go to the toilet at night.

Want to get rich through gambling?

That's like turning on a light in a toilet.

"No, thank you." Raven smiled faintly.

"I've just run out of magic stones, so I won't be going. I don't know much about monster battles... Sorry!"

After saying that, Raven didn't wait for Balu to persuade him further and slipped into his stone chamber.

"Hey! If you don't have magic stones, I have a magic stone loan. Borrow 100 magic stones and the interest is only 5 per month..."

"Click".

The heavy stone door slammed shut, its bolts firmly locked.

Raven leaned against the cold stone door, his smile vanishing instantly.

"Why would I take such a risk when I have such a powerful advantage?"

As Balu stared at the tightly closed stone door, the warmth and honesty on his face vanished in an instant, replaced by a deep resentment.

Pooh!

Baru touched the magic stones in his pocket; they were the "benefits" he had received by betraying his previous wizard apprentice.

That wizard apprentice, because he was too confident in his own knowledge, turned into monster excrement in the arena last night.

"A bunch of cowards... They deserve to be apprentices forever! Don't they know what it means to have more magic stones when the storm is at its strongest!"

Balu cursed under his breath, turned and walked into the shadows of the corridor, starting to knock on each door one by one.

As it turns out, even wizards are not immune to temptation. Several junior apprentices couldn't resist Balu's allure and followed him out of the dormitory with smiles on their faces.

Aren't there enough examples of so-called highly educated people being scammed in previous lives?

It can only be said that every generation has its own pig-butchering scams.

Raven casually ate some dry bread and, as usual, meditated for three hours.

This body has only second-class aptitude, and it's not easy for him to become a low-level wizard apprentice. Because his aptitude is too poor, no formal wizard has been willing to take him in. He only manages to do some low-skilled work as an assistant to formal wizards who teach public classes, relying on his seniority.

Furthermore, having chosen the direction of the sinkhole and acquired alchemical constructs, Raven, as an outcast, found life at the Dark Wizard Academy extremely difficult.

Raven's spells consist of only a few basic zero-ring spells: Lesser Energy Fireball, Cleanse, and Shadow Touch. The most valuable item he owns is the Void Conch, which is given to apprentices by the Wizarding Academy for storage.

His lips twitched slightly.

"Agni!"

A ball of flame the size of a basketball suddenly appeared on his birchwood staff.

"Phew! At least I've managed to shorten the casting time of spells, making it almost as if I can cast spells instantly!"

This was all thanks to my hard work and diligent practice every day following the instructions of DeepBlue Web crawler.

Raven looked up at his retina.

Lines of illusory text began to appear one after another.

"Deep Blue crawler!"

"Buzz!"

The illusory font began to coalesce again in front of Raven.

Name: Raven Age: 16

Race: Human

Constitution: 5 Strength: 5 Agility: 4 Spirit: 12

Deep Blue was a web crawler software that Raven wrote in his previous life to save money, used to grab pirated videos. It also had functions for data collection, optimization, and analysis.

Raven put on a handmade suit and gold-rimmed glasses.

"Deep Blue crawler, traverse!"

……

Wasteland world.

Outside Happiness City.

The sky was gray, and haphazardly laid rebar was stuck into the ground.

Various car wrecks were scattered around, and a rotten steel bridge was broken in the middle, like the carcass of a giant beast that had been cut in half, hanging in mid-air, teetering on the verge of collapse.

Inside Happiness City.

The huge radio station played brainwashing recordings incessantly.

"Happy City, the best sanctuary on Earth."

"Happiness City, where you can enjoy the dignity of being a human being!"

……

Mingcheng Shijia residential community is located in the inner and outer rings of Xingfu City, which is completely different from the chaotic wasteland world of the outer ring.

The houses here are all large villas with their own backyards.

Raven's mansion is the most prestigious "king of buildings" in the entire community.

This old-fashioned three-story villa occupies an extremely large area; the private garden alone, enclosed by a three-meter-high alloy fence, covers a full thousand square meters.

The garden contains several genetically modified, radiation-resistant ornamental plants that are extremely rare in the wasteland.

The second floor alone has more than a dozen rooms, including spacious bedrooms, a viewing platform with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, and a banquet hall that can accommodate hundreds of people for parties, all of which exude the extravagance and decadence of the upper class in the old era.

Raven's innate deep blue reptile allows him to freely travel between the wizarding world and the wasteland.

He slumped on the expensive leather sofa, looking like Ge You.

With a smile, Raven used a knife to pick up a yellow peach from the can of fruit and, amidst the servants' envious gazes, popped it into his mouth.

The yellow peaches are cool and sweet when you bite into them.

A tall figure silently slid to the table.

This is a young head maid dressed in a black and white maid outfit, named Ellie, who has just turned eighteen and has a voluptuous figure.

This reminded Raven of the Seven Rings Tower in the Wizarding World.

It must be admitted that this seven-ring tower is indeed large and magnificent.

She knelt on the ground, her alluring curves barely concealed beneath the tight fabric.

Her long black hair was neatly pinned up at the back of her head. She used her slender index finger to tidy up the mess on the table. After cleaning it up, Ellie took small, quick steps and ran up behind Raven.

Raven was lying on the sofa, stretching out his arms and legs comfortably, enjoying the maid's intimate massage with great pleasure.

He still remembers the first time he came into this world, he was in a vast expanse of yellow sand.

Yellow sand swept across the world, leaving behind withered and weathered corpses everywhere, with sand worms crawling among them.

One stomp, and squea squeak, the juice bursts from my foot.

Faced with a world filled with the atmosphere of a wasteland, Raven wondered if this was the Earth he had once lived on.

On his first day after his journey, he was very sad, feeling that his home was gone.

On his second day after transmigrating, he was cautious in his behavior, a habit he had developed in the wizarding world.

On the third day of his journey, Raven leaned against the wall as he left the Red Romance Bar, feeling that he had become too decadent.

He decided to use his power as a wizard to change the world.

On the fourth day of his journey, Raven began to feel bored; this wasteland world was simply too awful.

On the fifth day of his journey, several thugs with knives tried to rob the dark wizard, and even called out to Raven, a fellow villager, as if they wanted to borrow some money from him.

The fellow villager was so pitiful, going to work hungry and barely clothed. Raven had no choice but to throw two fireballs at him and send him straight to heaven to enjoy his blessings.

After hundreds of years of development, the inner ring of Happiness City allows anyone with enough money and power to live a truly privileged life.

There's a reason why Raven was able to become a privileged member of the elite class in Happy City.

It's a very simple reason: he's very rich.

The black bread distributed for free at the wizarding academy is so hard that it can be used as a weapon for self-defense.

Thanks to Torravyn, dark bread has transformed into a coveted delicacy among the elite of Happy City, fetching thousands of federal dollars per kilogram.

Furthermore, Raven is a dark wizard, albeit a low-level apprentice.

But he can conjure fireballs and possesses the Shadow Touch, which allows him to control other people's bodies, so he can practically do whatever he wants in a small place like Happiness City.

Of course, when faced with firearms, which are weapons that affect everyone equally, Raven, who is not an advanced apprentice and does not have a mental shield, can still easily be caught off guard and end up in trouble.

Unable to defeat them, Raven chose to join them.

Who said wizards can only cast spells?

When people are pushed to the limit, they can find other ways to cope.

He really will pull out a custom-made golden Desert Eagle from the Void Conch and fight you to the death.

At the same time, there are also extraordinary individuals in this world.

Two hundred years ago, Roosevelt, a member of the federal scientific community, extracted gene fragments from mutated organisms infected by radiation and made them into gene-enhancing agents.

"Genes determine everything!"

This is a famous quote from Dr. Maxim Roosevelt, who led humanity into the evolutionary era.

This power system is divided into four common types: enhancement, perception, transformation, and manipulation.

However, compared to the wizarding world's magic, which often involves fireballs hitting people in the face, lightning bolts exchanging blows, and world-destroying attacks, the power system in this world is clearly much more normal.

At 3 PM this afternoon, Raven made an appointment with a second-tier combat-type superhuman named "Li Jing" to come to the manor to teach him gun shooting.

Raven had seen many instructors use junior apprentices for experiments at Norlan Wizarding Academy.

As a dark wizard who pursues knowledge and truth, Raven simply could not resist the gene-enhancing potion.

This method of gaining power simply by injecting a drug into the body is incredibly convenient and quick.

at the same time.

Red Rose Mercenary Group Training Ground.

The walls were covered with all sorts of boxing gloves, protective gear, and several well-maintained revolvers.

Li Jing was sitting on a long bench, wrapping bandages around her hands again and again.

The woman wore a tight-fitting black tactical vest, and her long, slender, tanned legs were covered by tight leather pants, exuding a sense of power.

Li Jing has slightly dark skin and is a second-tier extraordinary being; her physical abilities are roughly three times that of an ordinary person.

She is highly skilled in close-quarters combat and close-range shooting.

With a height of nearly 1.74 meters, Li Jing was half a head taller than many malnourished men in the wasteland.

"Sister Jing, listen to me, this time it's really different."

Standing in front of her was her adjutant, Chen Tao.

The tall, thin man was sweating profusely, clutching a stack of documents in his hand, his tone filled with anxiety and pleading.

"That outsider named Lei Qingshui is incredibly wealthy... Just a few days ago, your father, Lord Li Tao, personally awarded him the Red Rose Medal."

"He also donated 20,000 federal dollars in cash to the Red Rose Company, along with a whole truckload of supplies, and said that this level of donation would be available every month from now on..."

Li Jing didn't stop what she was doing, but let out a cold snort from her nose.

Those sharp eyes were filled with an undisguised disgust for money.

"So what? Money can buy you anything?"

She suddenly stood up and waved her bound fists twice in the air.

"Chen Tao, you know what kind of people I hate the most? It's these rich kids who hide in their ivory towers and have nothing. They think they can buy dignity and real power with money? Don't be ridiculous."