Big Capitalist

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Dust and smoke were flying, and Merlin collapsed on the ground, with his staff in his hand nowhere to be found.

The combat teacher, Ameron El, held up a wooden sword and looked at Merlin who was lying on the ground. He shook his head and sighed, "Merlin, although you have excellent magical affinity, you have absolutely no talent for manipulating magic. Excuse me for being blunt, you are an idiot in combat. I have never seen such an untalented student in all my years of teaching."

Ameron El said as he glanced at Merlin with some pity.

Chris quickly came over and helped Merlin up. "Merlin, are you okay? You have to accompany me to get the beggar's chicken after class."

Merlin was touched at first when Chris came to help him, but his feeling of being touched disappeared instantly when he heard the second half of the sentence. He raised his head and looked at Al with a bitter expression, "Teacher, is my talent really that bad?"

"Bad! Very bad! Your magic manipulation is simply incapable of constructing any magic, but your magic affinity and magic reserves are very high, which really surprised me." It was also the first time that Al had seen such a student. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case with such excellent magic affinity and magic reserves.

Merlin didn't say anything about becoming stronger through hard work. Working so hard after traveling through time was totally inconsistent with his identity as a time traveler, and he didn't have that kind of willpower.

Studying hard on Earth was not a hardship for Merlin. After all, as an orphan, it was an opportunity for him to change his fate.

"Don't worry, Merlin. You are the heir of Count Leo and a noble lord in the future. If there is anything, just leave it to the retainers you recruit. You don't need to do it yourself." Chris said to Merlin to comfort him.

Merlin felt that what Chris said made some sense and his mood instantly improved, but he was still a little dissatisfied. Others who traveled through time were either geniuses, or suddenly became invincible emperors, or were losers with systems. He himself had nothing and did not even have the talent to fight.

He also wanted to become a legendary demigod like the dean of the Arcane Academy, and write his own legend in the continent of Azer, exploring secret realms, fighting the Siren of the North, and killing dragons...

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

Demigod Waver couldn't help but burst into laughter when he heard Merlin's complaint.

After finishing his combat lesson, Merlin brought Weber a new type of food he had just made and told him about what he had experienced.

Webber patted Merlin on the back and said, "You said you want to become a legendary demigod like the dean of the Arcane Academy?"

Saint Jones on the side glanced at Merlin, rolled his eyes, sucked a mouthful of milk and said, "What's the point of being that kind of person? You should think about becoming someone like the Pope of the Church of Light, the first person under God, with power, money and strength!"

"The number one person under the gods? What a big tone! Have you asked the dean of the Arcane Academy?" Weber curled his lips in disdain.

"Aiya, are you guys annoying? I'm talking about my own situation now. I have only talent for cultivation and magic power, but I don't have any way to apply it to combat." Merlin held his head in distress. He also tried to practice magic, but because he couldn't effectively control the magic power, he couldn't construct any magic.

Jones took Merlin's hand, closed his eyes and examined it, then said in amazement, "You are quite interesting. Your cultivation talent is similar to that of us old guys, but your magic reserve is shocking. At least I don't have such a huge magic reserve at your stage."

"Really? Let me see!" Weber was a little curious. He grabbed Merlin's hand and injected magic power into it to explore.

"With such a huge reserve of magic power, no wonder you can't control it."

Merlin glanced at Weber with some surprise, "What do you know?"

"Of course. Let's put it this way. The total amount of other people's magic power is like the pond in front of us. The magic power is the water in it. The size of the pond determines his upper limit and how high he can reach in his lifetime."

Waver pointed to the pond in front of him and said, "The magic power reserve of ordinary people is a puddle, the better ones are a pond, and the excellent ones are a lake."

"Of course, the total amount of magic power can be increased through practice or by taking some natural treasures, magic potions, etc."

"If you want to release magic, you have to use the magic circuits in your body to communicate with the elements of heaven and earth. The magic circuits in an average person's body are like water flowing out of a pipe. It's quite easy to control them."

"But you are different. Your total amount of magic power is like a vast ocean. Even though there is not much water in it, your upper limit is already a level that countless people cannot reach even if they work hard for their entire lives. The magic circuits in your body are like a giant rushing river. With your current level as a third-level elementary magician, you cannot control it at all. This is why you cannot release magic."

"Fuck, doesn't that mean I'll never be able to learn magic in this life!"

Merlin didn't expect that his talent was so amazing, but how could he not feel it?

"Not really. There is a way that allows you to cast magic without even chanting. It's faster and more convenient."

After Waver finished speaking, Merlin couldn't wait to ask, "What is the solution?"

Weber slowly opened the ice field blueberry flavored double skin milk in his hand, picked up the wooden spoon and started eating. He bit the wooden spoon and rolled his eyes at him and said, "You can buy alchemy tools."

"Alchemical tools?"

"Yes, to be precise, it is alchemical equipment. As long as you inject magic power into it, the magic inside the alchemical equipment will be automatically activated, and you can release magic without chanting."

After Weber finished speaking, he continued, "Although the magic released in this way is not easy to control, it is convenient. In addition, you can also purchase disposable magic scrolls, offensive and auxiliary alchemical potions, etc. After saying so much, it is actually just a waste of money."

Spend money? Merlin instantly became interested. Spend money, that's fine. With his speed of making money, anything that can be done with money is not a problem.

"The stone that old man Jones gave you is an alchemical equipment, but it is a one-time protective stone type."

"Where should I go to get alchemical equipment?"

"Doesn't the academy have an alchemy workshop? You can buy it with Steam and Stars. If you have money, you can find someone to customize it."

Merlin seemed to have found his direction. He suddenly realized that there was only one way for him to become stronger, and that was to spend money, a lot of money!

"If you want to buy products from the Church of Light, you can come to me. When it comes to life-saving methods, our Church of Light is second to none." Jones said as he thought of something and took out a seal from his arms.

"Forget it, you should buy it yourself. With your strength, you can't use the things I have."