Exploring Technology in a Wizard World

Bobbobic Vici understood, but after understanding, he didn't want to concede so easily—at least not so directly.

Otherwise, where would he put his face? How could he explain to his female apprentice Jessica when he returned to the academy?

"It seems I must use some real strength."

Bobbobic Vici bit his lip and said, the next moment his eyeballs rotated slowly, emitting a faint purple glow, and he suddenly turned his head, precisely locking onto a peculiar arrow flying a hundred meters away.

"Explode!"

Bobbobic Vici shouted, swinging his hand and releasing more than ten fist-sized fireballs accurately at the peculiar arrow.

"Boom!"

Tens of meters away, the peculiar arrow was detonated prematurely, releasing its power into the air, but it was no longer able to cause substantial damage.

Having dealt with one peculiar arrow, Bobbobovic Vici's confidence was somewhat restored. Turning his head again, after about fifteen seconds, he locked onto Richard, who was more than five hundred meters away, calling out loudly, "Wizard Richard, I admit your tactics are remarkable, but I am not weak.

If you think you can defeat me in this way, you are mistaken. That peculiar arrow of yours is indeed threatening, but as a single one, I can completely block it. On the other hand, I'm not sure if you can block my next spell."

After speaking, Bobbobovic Vici was enveloped in a whirlwind, moving closer to Richard, a deep blue electric arc forming in his hand, flowing slowly like a liquid.

Six hundred meters, five hundred meters, four hundred meters.

As Bobbobovic Vici and Richard closed their distance, he soon reached the optimal range for his spell casting. Then, he heard a whistling sound, and upon looking, he saw peculiar arrows flying towards him.

He didn't know if Richard had heard his words earlier, but this time, Richard sent not one, but three peculiar arrows.

Three arrows!

Among the three arrows, there was a distance of more than ten meters, making it difficult to be affected by a single spell.

This!

The expression on Bobbobovic Vici's face stiffened: dealing with one peculiar arrow was indeed possible for him, but three was a different story. Damn it, his words just now didn't mean this at all.

While Bobbobovic Vici was thinking, the three arrows closed in to several tens of meters away.

Bobbobic Vici dared not hesitate any longer, quickly hurling the accumulated blue electric arc, pre-emptively detonating one peculiar arrow, and then bracing himself against the other two.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two blasts sounded, followed by a sun-like bright flash. The terrifying force quickly shattered Bobbobovic Vici's two magic shields in front, but the third and final green magic shield managed to stop it.

However, after stopping the residual force, the green magic shield also wobbled, ready to shatter at any moment.

Just as unsteady was Bobbobovic Vici himself; his eyes widened, his teeth clenched, not out of anger or hatred, but… distress.

Yes, distress!

To defend against the attacks, he had used up most of his magic tools on his body, and it was painfully distressing.

Before he could wallow in his distress for long, another whistling sound occurred, nearly identical to the previous one. Three peculiar arrows flew towards him again, and Richard had again hidden somewhere.

Is this ever going to end? Can't you change your tactics? Just this kind of attack, isn't it annoying!

Bobbovic Vici roared inwardly, and amidst the roar, he sensed extreme danger. His lips twitched fiercely, and in the next moment, he pulled out a finger-sized glass bottle from his bosom. There was no time to pull the stopper, so he tossed it into his mouth and bit down hard, shattering the glass bottle and sucking the liquid inside down into his throat.

With the liquid entering his belly, Bobbobovic Vici's momentum soared, his mana fluctuations instantly rising from a third-level wizard middle stage to a third-level high-rank wizard.

A dazzling blue light emerged from Bobbobovic Vici's body, illuminating half the sky like a small sun.

Bobbobic Vici swung his hands, a terrifying energy gathering quickly in front of him into a giant energy shield, five or six meters in width and height, facing the flying peculiar arrows.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three explosions sounded, the shield fluctuated, but it did not break and then returned to normal, apparently of impressive strength.

"Wizard Richard, did you see that, I am not afraid of you!" Bobbobovic Vici called out, sustaining the shield as he scanned his surroundings, trying to relock onto Richard's position, while constantly spitting out shards of glass from his mouth.

But before he could spit out the shards in his mouth, another peculiar arrow flew in.

After one arrow, came another.

One after another, continuously.

And the angles from which these arrows flew varied greatly, each being tricky and amounting to a three-hundred-sixty-degree attack.

In Bobbobovic's perception, it felt like Richard was circling him at high speed, continuously launching attacks.

Regarding this, he wasn't too afraid, persistently defending with his energy shield.

One, two.

His spirit was high.

Three, four.

He slightly wavered.

Five, six.

He furrowed his eyebrows heavily.

Seven, eight!

Suddenly, the energy shield he had deployed as a last resort shattered after blocking eight bizarre arrows, unable to withstand any longer.

Bobbobovic paused, noticing the ninth and tenth bizarre arrows heading toward him. His expression changed, and the next moment, he decisively turned to flee, shouting, "I give up!"

But the bizarre arrows didn't stop; instead, they sped up, catching up behind him in the blink of an eye, then exploded.

Feeling the terrifying energy pouring towards him, Bobbobovic couldn't help but think, could it be that Richard didn't hear his shout? Or perhaps, had Richard decided to kill him outright?

Regardless, if he didn't do something, he would undoubtedly die next. Realizing this, Bobbobovic swiftly grabbed the pendant around his neck—his last lifesaving magic tool—and crushed it forcefully.

"Swoosh!"

A robust energy shield appeared, shaking violently, and blocked the attacks.

"Phew…"

As the aftermath of the explosion slowly dissipated, Bobbobovic, who had just saved his own life, took a long breath, then continued to shout, "I give up, I really give up!"

A voice sounded, "Have you surrendered?"

Bobbobovic suddenly looked up, seeing Richard hovering a hundred meters above him.

"Have you surrendered?" Richard asked Bobbobovic again.

"Uh, well…" Bobbobovic drawled, blinking, "I wouldn't say I've surrendered, but I suddenly feel it's meaningless to continue fighting, better to stop."

"Stop? Temporarily, or forever? Wizard Vici, you should know I quite dislike nuisances," Richard said, "If you plan to end this hastily now and look for another opportunity to fight me later, I won't mind continuing and securing a more lasting outcome."

Bobbobovic understood the implication of Richard's words and dryly said, "When I say stop, I mean forever. Yes, stop forever, I promise. Of course, I have a small request."

"What?"

"Can we consider this duel a draw?" Bobbobovic asked somewhat nervously.

Unexpectedly, Richard responded quite succinctly, "Fine." As if he didn't really care. After responding, he quickly descended towards the ground as if he had urgent business to attend to.

Bobbobovic followed him to the ground, slightly raising his eyebrows, puzzled about what Richard was in such a hurry for.

…

A moment later.

With a soft "thud," Bobbobovic landed on the ground, his body swaying slightly before he steadied himself. Then, looking ahead, he saw Richard about to enter the stone building and spoke out, "By the way, there's something you haven't forgotten, right, Wizard Richard?"

"What?" Richard stopped and asked.

"My real name." Bobbobovic said, "You were curious before, right? I can tell you now. I'm actually not Bobbobovic; my name is Han Sluo Anan."

"Han Sluo Anan? That name seems even more unusual than Bobbobovic," Richard noted.

"But that is my real name," Bobbobovic shrugged, "I could also tell you more interesting things, such as my real identity, my purpose in Jialan City. Interested in hearing it?" he said, vigorously winking as if to say: beg me, beg me, and I'll tell you.

Richard, however, shook his head and replied, "Knowing your name is enough, the rest is unnecessary."

Bobbobovic's expression stiffened, "Why… why not?" He thought he could regain some dignity from telling his story.

Richard explained, "Because I have some data to record, and time is precious. In this situation, I belong to the Not Listening Sect for irrelevant information. So, goodnight, Wizard Vici... no, Wizard Han Sluo."

Richard waved his hand and walked into the stone building.

Bobbobovic stood there stunned, after a while slowly speaking out, "Not Listening Sect? What kind of school is that? Didn't you claim to be from the Research School before?"