Minecraft: Steve came to the back room

Yang Bo was heartbroken. Gu Yi was a heartless man, not even giving him a chance to embezzle.

"Karmar-Taj has properties all over the world and is managed by a dedicated foundation. In addition, the monks live a simple life with no extravagant expenses."

Most of the cultivation materials are cultivated and refined in the headquarters courtyard, reducing external procurement.

After hearing Mo Du's introduction, Yang Bo nodded.

"I'm not a greedy person. I just think it's too much of a rip-off to clean up a mess and then have to invest myself. By the way, what's the name of the foundation? What's their contact information?"

Mordo: "..."

He didn't say anything, and Yang Bo stopped teasing him. He took the Craftsman's Soul Workbench out of his backpack and placed it in the corner of the room.

"I'll make a spellbook later. As the current chief sorcerer of Kamar-Taj, you can try to see if you can use it."

Marvel's magic system is terrible. If the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj could switch to the "Iron Magic" system, or even just borrow less magical energy from the dimensional daemons, it would be an excellent choice for them.

"A magic book?"

Yang Bo took out the materials from his backpack and put them into the workbench to create the most basic magic book in "Iron Magic".

"Beginner's Log"

Quality: Average

Spell slots: 1/5

P.S.: This thing is perfect for propping up table corners!

The cover of the beginner's logbook is made of pressed brass, giving it a cool feel to the touch.

"This is a spellbook, but it's the most basic one. By the way, does Kamar-Taj have any ink? If so, bring me some, the more the better."

He thought of a problem: he couldn't get ink in the main world, but in other worlds, wouldn't he be able to get as much ink as he wanted?

"Do you want to write? Or draw magic runes? If it's just writing, I have a regular pen here."

"What I want is the ink itself."

"Okay, I'll go get it for you."

Modu turned and left, Yang Bo watching his retreating figure:

'Mordo in the movie could offer some advice, but as for Casillas…'

This guy wants to resurrect his wife and daughter. Although Vishanti's magic is powerful, it doesn't have any spells that can break taboos.

Dormammu did not resurrect the Great Tree of the Dead, because he was no match for the creator god 'Death'.

But He can deceive.

'I've accepted the Book of Cagliostro; hopefully, this guy will come to his senses.'

If you can't figure it out, the creature display bottles are pretty good too. They're all mages, so you never know when some magic-related items might drop.

Examples include common equipment and food such as the Realm of Bubbles, the Ring of the End, Promotion Hard Candy, and Iron's Crown.

While indulging in his wild ideas, Yang Bo spent materials to create some basic working blocks from "Iron Magic" and set them aside.

Spell copying table, scroll writing table.

"I don't have Olympiad Source Material, and I don't know if it can drop from Party Members. If it can't..."

The images of Casillas and Mordo flashed through Yang Bo's mind.

I quickly banished the idea from my mind.

'No, no, we can't do that unless absolutely necessary. How about we ask them to try the environment in the biological display bottle…'

"Your Excellency, here is the ink you requested."

Modu returned to his room with the ink, but when he saw Yang Bo's gaze, a sense of crisis rose deep within him.

“Master Mordo, we’ll talk about the ink later. Let me introduce it to you first.”

Take the biological display bottle out of the backpack.

"This is an extremely special sealing artifact. It can contain people or other entities, including Dormammu. Do you want to give it a try?"

Chapter 288 The Person Who Shouldn't Have Appeared

"No arcane essence..."

In the Ancient One's room, Yang Bo shifted his gaze away from Mordo:

"Alright, Mage Mordo, why don't you try this spellbook first and see if you can awaken your own magic?"

There is no magic in Marvel that comes without a price.

No mage stores their own primordial magic; casting spells is equivalent to temporarily borrowing energy from dimensional lords/ancient gods.

Once a loan is established, a contractual debt is formed, and a corresponding price must be paid; this is called "repaying the debt."

Each time a shield, teleportation, or magic whip is cast, it instantly depletes one's mental and spiritual energy. After casting the spell, one experiences headaches, fatigue, and mental emptiness. One can only pay off the "small interest" by meditating and resting.

High-intensity, large-scale magic arrays can deplete one's life force, and frequent, long-term casting of spells can accelerate aging.

To be clear, once a spell is cast, a contract is formed. Paying back with one's spirit is merely 'interest'; the principal is always the spellcaster's soul.

Whether it's Vishanti or Dormammu.

Ultimately, the difference between them is the difference between a bank and a loan shark.

He tossed the "Beginner's Log" to Mordo, and the bronze cover knocked him off balance.

“Mage Mordo, your physical condition is really too poor. Without magic, you are just ordinary people.”

The image of Yang Bo effortlessly wielding the giant blade flashed through Mo Du's mind, and he nodded in agreement.

“Visaanti magic rarely includes magic that strengthens the physical body, and even if it does, the cost and the gain are completely outweighed.”

"Alright, I'll open a shop in Kamar-Taj later and sell some food that can improve your physical fitness. A healthy body is the foundation of magic. A mage who can't use Whirlwind can never be a good mage."

Modu ignored what followed and looked down at the "Beginner's Log" in his hand. It emitted a faint energy fluctuation, which was neither malicious nor benevolent.

"Is this a magical item?"

Energy devoid of any consciousness is like a miracle to Marvel sorcerers.

"I guess so. It can record some magic, making it easier to cast spells."

Yang Bo gave a brief explanation and then continued studying his crafting recipes, wanting to see if there were any ways to skip the "Iron Magic" mod.

Mordo opened the magic book, which contained the story of a mage apprentice's apprenticeship, written in a rambling style exactly like a diary.

However, he still discovered a new system of cultivation between these complicated words.

A magical system that relies on knowledge, runes, laws, and spiritual understanding to mobilize the primordial energy of the universe.

Without relying on divine powers or black magic, it purely analyzes the underlying rules of the world and draws upon the primordial magic of heaven and earth.

Apart from consuming one's own mental energy and accumulated mana, there is no need to pay any additional price.

Mordo's hand holding the spellbook trembled slightly. Logically speaking, as a staunch follower of Vishanti, he should have thrown the spellbook away now.

Then, using Vishanti magic, he pointed at Yang Bo's nose and shouted, "Heretic, you look worthy of a fight!"

But reason told him...

The magic book in his hand is the truth.

"Your Majesty, this magic book contains a new system of cultivation..."

"It's not an instant-get feature? What a piece of trash!"

Yang Bo was disappointed by Mo Du's words, then waved his hand and said, "If you're willing to try, then go ahead. By the way, this magic book should also be able to record magic. The magic power shouldn't be too strong. Using it, you can cast spells faster, more powerfully, and with less energy."

"I'll make you two more books so you can test their effectiveness. I've never used them before; everything I said earlier was just my guess."

Yang Bo picked up a few bottles of ink from the table and silently recited the word "datafication" in his mind.

In an instant, the ink bottle itself underwent a slight change, gaining a faint magical fluctuation and also coming with a quill pen.

“This is ink specially for writing magic. You can try it first. Also, you’ve seen the future timeline. The King is indeed quite good. According to the normal timeline, he will become the next Sorcerer Supreme. You should mentor him more often. I can’t sit in this position forever.”

In less than half a day, Mo Du felt that his worldview, outlook on life, and values ​​had changed somewhat.

"Understood, Your Majesty."

Yang Bo then used some paper, thread, and two copper ingots to make several "Beginner's Logbooks" and placed them on the table next to him.

He clapped his hands and walked over to Mordo's side:

“I’ve taken the Ancient One’s books. If the sorcerers of Kamar-Taj want to borrow them, please check them out for me first.”

"Keep an eye on Casillas and his group. If they've made any contact with the Dark Dimension, let me know, and I'll personally save them."

As he spoke, his tone showed no murderous intent, only a sense of eager anticipation. Mordo felt that Yang Bo seemed to be looking forward to Casillas and his group causing trouble.

"I'll leave the Kamar-Taj matter to you for now. I need to go back and take care of some things."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white mist appeared in the room.

I'll be back in a couple of days.

He stepped into the mist, and eventually the mist and Yang Bo disappeared into the room together.

Mordo, holding the spellbook, stared at the spot where he had disappeared, a look of confusion flashing in his eyes once more.

'Ancient One, although I don't know if your choice was right, he must be in extreme danger.'

As the saying goes, a person's debts are wiped out when they die. Although he knew that the Ancient One was using dark power to extend her lifespan, he was still aware of this.

But now that I know the specifics, all the resentment in my heart has vanished.

He glanced down at the magic book in his hand and the other magic books on the table and chairs.

'These...spellbooks seem a little different.'

Although they are largely the same, some details of the patterns are different.

He stepped forward and opened another "Beginner's Log," and the contents changed as he had expected.

This content is concise and to the point, mostly covering issues encountered during cultivation.

Soon, he found himself immersed in the thrill of exploring the 'forbidden'.