Star Forge Titan

So what he had to do next was to set up two completely different people and see if he could gain an information advantage.

In the initial scenario, one side is a lucky sandworm hunter who suddenly becomes rich, and the other side...

A few days later, a young and handsome bard appeared in the Desert Rose - Ismailia.

I wonder what kind of wind he will bring to this prosperous trading city?

Chapter 22 Double Fake Body

Throne area, Golden Fountain.

People cannot live without water, but in the desert, water is an extremely precious and rare resource.

This is also the reason why there are only five large city-states in the entire Silent Desert.

The five city-states ruled by the Witch King are all distributed on both sides of the ancient river channel. Although there is no longer a surging river flowing into the sea in the ancient river channel, there are still oasis groups consisting of multiple oases around it. There is also a considerable lake near the city-state ruled by the first Witch King. Occasionally, wells can be discovered by digging deep underground.

And this is the real reason why the five city-states were established.

Despite this, water remains a very scarce resource even in city-states.

But in the center of Ismailia, in the throne area belonging to the Witch King and the nobles, there is a fountain that consumes a lot of water resources.

A large amount of crystal clear pure water sprayed into the sky, turning into an extremely pure transparent flower without any other color.

The fountain's base is framed by a ring of shells, which cast a vibrant hue in the sunlight. In this quiet desert, far from the ocean, this seemingly inexpensive decoration, delivered thousands of miles away, is actually more luxurious and expensive than simply plating it with gold.

Therefore, although the clear spring spraying into the sky only outlines a transparent water flower, for the desert where water resources are scarce, it is undoubtedly an expensive golden flower, beautiful yet revealing its unconcealed wealth.

However, today, the golden flower that many nobles and wealthy people in the throne area are most proud of has become a foil for others.

The luxurious and beautiful fountain was completely overshadowed by a handsome young man playing the lyre, and was completely reduced to a background.

A young man in a white toga stood quietly in front of the fountain. His silk robe was loose and flowing, like a gentle breeze, causing his long golden hair to flutter gently.

The boy's face was elegant and delicate, like a work of art carved from crystal, yet with the unique freshness of youth, like a flesh-and-blood angel statue, revealing a beauty beyond the ordinary and incomparable.

His hair was a brilliant golden color, bounded across his forehead by a silver ornament, radiant and dazzling, like the sun in the sky.

The small harp with only seven strings in his hand played ancient melodies, and the singing from his mouth was like the sound of nature. Passersby stopped to listen, their faces intoxicated.

The genetic factors from higher beings will naturally enable beings to move towards perfection in all aspects, and the bonuses brought by the mystical transformation and extraordinary promotion will accelerate this process.

Moreover, on this already extremely high foundation...

Someone also added magic, someone added magic to the performance!

There are magic ornaments with added charm, magic ornaments with pre-modulated and recorded songs, and even the background and ambient light are given magical effects by the ornaments.

"It's amazing. I never thought there were such bards."

The dwarf acting as a guard rolled his eyes, feeling that this scene was an insult to orthodox bards, and that the methods used were completely evil.

But he had to admit that, judging by appearance alone, the man before him was indeed a bard who met every girl's ideal, a man who should only exist in romance novels, a man so perfect that he seemed unreal.

Gripi swore that he even saw a noble girl almost faint, and he didn't know if it was because the magic was too strong.

Sighing helplessly, the dwarf, who thought he had good singing skills, felt as if he had lost to magic. He couldn't help but pat the butt of a donkey next to him, but was almost kicked away by the latter.

As for where this donkey came from, it was naturally Sanwang, who had undergone the same disguise as his master. After undergoing the shell transformation, it could even transform into a motorcycle, let alone simply change its size.

The pair of long ears on the top of his head were camouflage props sponsored by Heidi, just like the silk robe that Ivan was wearing at the moment.

Incidentally, the witch seems to be extremely excited about dressing up the beautiful boy. It can be said that she is enjoying it and never wants to leave (?), enjoying it...

Not only did she provide a variety of clothing, she also used magic to temporarily dye Ivan's hair golden after he was disguised as a diplomat ring, and disguised his eyes into a lake-like green color to increase the gap between the two images.

In short, judging from the results, the initial goal has been achieved.

In just one day, the blond, blue-eyed, white-robed young bard from a distant country became famous throughout Ismailia.

The nobles of the city-state invited him to their balls one after another, and were proud of it, using it as a way to show off their strength.

In addition, the young sandworm hunter who suddenly became rich also became a frequent visitor and VIP at many taverns, theaters and other entertainment venues.

His amazing drinking capacity, generous personality and philanthropic behavior attracted a large number of drinking buddies, and soon he had a subtle reputation in the whole city.

To be honest, although Alvin is not a social butterfly, and can even be said to be somewhat averse to socializing, he is not ignorant of the ways of the world, he is just simply annoyed.

If you treat all this as a role required by the mission, that's another matter.

Soon, he established a distinct personality of a wealthy man in the eyes of ordinary people, and made friends with people from all walks of life, thus intentionally or unintentionally obtaining all kinds of information from all sides.

At the same time, a transcendent who is addicted to enjoyment will naturally not have any thoughts about promotion. This also relaxes the vigilance of other transcendents against him from another perspective. Coupled with the effect of alcohol, it is easy to get some information from the other party that they did not intend to say easily.

In addition, in order to enhance the impression of his character and dispel some people's curiosity about the Rogilas, Alvin also expressed his disgust for life on the ship on various occasions, as if he wished not to stay on the ship nine days out of ten.

For a time, the sandworm hunters who hated riding in boats became the topic of conversation among others.

"Ah, I have to go back to that closed, stuffy, old ship again. Is there no one willing to take me in for a night today?" The tall man with drunken eyes leaned back in his seat and laughed.

The wine rolled down his open collar and flowed over his muscles with perfect golden ratios, making the waitress who was pouring wine beside him stare at him so staring that she didn't even realize that the wine was overflowing from the glass.

In this way, amid the laughter of others, women kept making invitations, either teasing or sincere, but they were all rejected by the men with jokes.

In the bustling place, almost everyone was being unrestrained. Sitting in his seat, watching all the scenes with drunken eyes, Ivan looked indifferent and even felt like laughing in his heart.

Finally, the wealthy young sandworm hunter returned alone to the ship he hated so much.

When we walked into the cabin, the door covered with wooden boards was opened, and Cat and Bug, with a tray on their head, enthusiastically offered us a hot towel.

"Thank you, little guy." Ivan took the towel and wiped his cheek with a smile.

The other cats and bugs around him immediately got busy, some cast cleaning magic, some helped him change clothes (if the height was not enough, they stacked the cats on top of each other), he was treated like a king.

By the time Alvin put down the hot towel in his hand, he had already changed into a complete set of soft pajamas. Even the smell of alcohol on his hair was gone, and his body felt as clean and comfortable as if he had just taken a bath.

With a little hesitation, he put the towel back on the tray supported by the cat and worm. Until he lay on the soft bed also made by the cat and worm, Alvin suddenly realized a scary fact.

I'm afraid I'll be turned into a cripple by these little guys!?!

My goodness, the cat masters in the previous life relied on PUA to create cat slaves, but this group of cats and catworms who once served giants are directly producing useless people in batches.

What should I do? Should I resist? Should I resist? Should I refuse...?

"Mi~"

A familiar voice sounded, and White reappeared with a tray on his head.

A cup of hot milk is placed in a round wooden tray. A few brightly colored petals can be vaguely seen floating on the surface. The rising hot steam has a rich milky aroma mixed with a light floral scent.

Even hot drinks can be made...

Ivan took the cup with a serious expression and drank it all in one gulp.

Who cares! A useless person is a useless person!

Chapter 23: The Third Identity

Ivan's plan went quite smoothly.

The blond, blue-eyed young bard often frequents various high-class occasions.

He didn't need to do anything extra. He just had to pretend to play and sing songs and use his keen hearing to collect various conversation information.

As a young alien who had experienced the information age, it was normal for him to learn some social engineering knowledge while transforming into an internet troll and 'fighting' other trolls.

With a little bit of talent, Alvin was able to analyze a lot of information through those seemingly ordinary conversations, while not attracting attention easily. Well, although all kinds of big sisters were often attracted by his disguised image.

Well, Alvin, who was in acting mode, handled these things surprisingly well.

In short, through the various types of information he collected, he came to the conclusion that the Desert Scimitar, a personal guard under the Second Sorcerer King Menis, had been making frequent moves recently.

At the same time, the other witch kings were obviously not as obedient and quiet as Sleeping Beauty. Their personal guards, similar to the Desert Scimitars, were also attacking everywhere.

The original source of this news was a casual remark made by a wealthy businessman who claimed to be the largest food supplier in Ismailia.

The other party sighed in a very casual manner that business has been good recently and the income has increased by several percentage points compared to the same period in previous years.

These seemingly ordinary words, combined with scattered information collected from other aspects, allowed Alvin to reach the previous conclusion.

As for the young sandworm hunter who had become rich overnight, although the tavern was chaotic, a large amount of information was also circulating, some of which was true and some was false. But whether it was true or false, it was a reflection of the current situation of the Desert Rose City of Ismailia.

Therefore, after comprehensive analysis, Alvin was able to have a general understanding of the overall situation.

Ismailia today may seem peaceful on the surface, but in fact it has become a large powder depot built on the crater of a volcano.

A large number of extraordinary people from all walks of life gathered here, including many outstanding lone rangers, that is, those high-level and superior extraordinary people who were rarely seen in the past.

Although they do not have a complete inheritance like the extraordinary people from the school who have received orthodox education, their basic knowledge may not be solid enough, and they have even used some unconventional methods that would damage their future potential in order to advance to the third level.

However, considering the filtering of survivor bias, those who can become high-level people without background and complete inheritance are undoubtedly outstanding people with excellent courage, intelligence and other aspects.

These wild and powerful ones are not easy to deal with.

They may even become the biggest variable in the fight for the Witch King's secret magic.

Therefore, Alvin did not ignore these people.

As we all know, there are usually four Three Divine Generals, but there are actually five Four Heavenly Kings.

While he already has two identities active in different occasions, Alvin also left himself a third secret identity, a seemingly ordinary adventurer.

As the scorching sun in the desert gradually sank below the horizon, a dusty adventurer walked into the headquarters of the Frosthorn Chamber of Commerce.

As a large chain chamber of commerce headquartered in the Northern Kingdom of Elrond, in addition to their daily business activities, they are also willing to help some Elrond people abroad to bring letters back home.

Many other chambers of commerce also have similar businesses. Since there is no Internet or wireless communication in the other world, this is a very common thing in the entire Palladia continent and does not attract unnecessary attention.

Ivan's current outfit is much more low-key than his other two images.

The adjusted Diplomat Ring kept his height at around 1.8 meters, which was not short for an adventurer, but not too outstanding either.

Their clothing is quite ordinary. All their clothes are made of cheap, unbleached linen, giving them a brownish color that blends in perfectly with the surrounding yellow sand.

The windproof and sandproof headscarf veil is the same as that of other travelers who often travel through the desert, leaving only the eyes exposed.

They also wear loose robes that allow for heat dissipation. To avoid sunburn, these clothes cover most of the skin and also conceal the body contours, making wearers of similar height look almost identical.

Walking into the Chamber of Commerce headquarters, Alvin naturally pulled down his mask, revealing a young face with ordinary looks and a slightly bronzed complexion.

As a witch, Heidi possessed many strange spells, including disguise. So far, the cooperation between the two parties had been pleasant, so simple assistance like this was no problem.

The transformed Ivan did not attract much attention. There were many adventurers like him who came to the Chamber of Commerce to trade or handle business every day.

He walked to the counter and showed the receptionist a metal card. On it was the name of 'Northlander Walker', engraved in a difficult-to-forge manner, along with several accurate descriptions of his appearance.

Seeing the card, the receptionist compared the description on the card with Ivan's appearance, and then skillfully found two letters addressed to "Northlander Walker" from the wooden box next to her that was full of various letters.

Then, with a professional smile on her face, she handed the letter to the customer outside the counter.

"Two letters from Elrond and Lind, please pay..."

Before the receptionist could finish her words, a small bag filled with the desert's native currency, 'gold dust', was placed at the front desk, followed by the crisp sound of coins colliding.

"I'm an old customer." Alvin smiled and turned to leave.

The receptionist reached out and weighed the small bag, and couldn't help but curl her lips, secretly complaining in her heart that he was indeed an ordinary adventurer who was short of money, because there was obviously no extra tip in it.

When I opened the envelope, I saw that the handwriting on the letter was very beautiful, and it looked like it was written by a woman.

In a very homely tone, he complained about why his father hadn't returned yet. He then talked about the many things to do at home and his helplessness towards his old father's laziness.

Then she complained that her younger brother had returned to his old ways. Although he had started helping with things, his strange habits still often gave her, the eldest sister, a headache. She hoped that a guy who had been hanging around outside for more than a year would come back and have a good talk with him.

By the way, the writer also mentioned that the friend of the person who was away had made great progress in his career recently, but the corresponding work had also become very difficult. Almost every time they met, he could see that the other person's hairline was visibly moving back.

Soon, he'll probably have the same hairstyle as the largest number of his employees...

At the end of the letter, the writer seemed very hesitant, crossing out and then writing a few short sentences, which finally turned into a complete ink stain with no way to tell the original meaning.

"Everything is fine at home. I hope you can come back soon."

Looking at the content written on a new line at the end of the letter, Alvin felt a slight soreness in his nose.

The feelings of young people are as hot as fire, but the emotions that remain unextinguished after burning fiercely are the emotions that can truly last for a long time.

He carefully folded the seemingly ordinary letter home and put it back into the envelope, then stuffed the envelope into his arms. In fact, with this action, Alvin put it into the safest lepton space for safekeeping.

I opened another letter and found only one line of words in it.

Who is the biggest fool in Lutetia, the capital of Lind?

Ivan thought about it, shrugged helplessly and wrote his name.