Although his home is in this city, considering the convenience, Mellen had no intention of going back after joining the association.

Anyway, there was nothing going on there, my parents ran away to who knows where.

Although there is an elder brother at home, he is a workaholic and may not be able to see him even once a month.

And although the association's residence doesn't look like much from the outside, the interior rooms are very beautifully decorated.

The sofa and four-poster bed are brand new, and the floor is a little worn, but there is a layer of brown carpet on it, which looks simple and natural.

There is a separate bathtub and toilet, and a floor-to-ceiling window.

Although the streets outside the window are deserted and dilapidated, there is something special about it even if you take a few glances at it - as long as you don't turn on the "wizard's perspective".

All in all, except for the lack of servants, it basically had no impact on Mellen's quality of life.

Rather, after arriving here, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes.

At this time, Mellen was observing the silk thread on the little finger of his left hand from a wizard's perspective.

The old examiner did not mention the existence of this kind of silk thread, but judging from the pictures coming from the silk thread, this thing should be unique to him.

However, apart from being able to see some pictures, it seems to have no other use...

The invisible third hand touched the dark golden silk thread, and dynamic pictures were immediately transmitted into Mellen's mind.

It was a white-decorated bath, and a human-shaped "mosaic" was standing on the edge of the bath.

After a while, a long black dress was seen falling off "Mosaic"'s body to his feet.

Then "Mosaic" jumped into the pool like a dexterous mermaid.

The water rippled, the waves splashed, and spots of water stains fell on the black dress placed by the pool.

The worsted fabric quickly softens and becomes damp...

Mellen severed the connection between the third hand and the thread, and the scene quietly disappeared.

As the saying goes, don't look at anything inappropriate, he is not the kind of person who would be so obscene as to peek into other people's privacy.

It’s not because it’s completely blocked by mosaics that it’s not interesting to see, so that’s why I don’t look at it.

"The mosaic is obviously Mrs. Chelsea. Because I'm not at a high level, I can't see her from this perspective."

"The reason why this silk thread was born is probably because I changed her destiny."

"But what about the first magician whose fate I changed? Why is there no corresponding thread? And those people at the door of the hospital?"

"Because it's not a wizard..."

Thoughtfully, Melen looked in front of him.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the neat carpet next to the floor-to-ceiling window, with a stack of books, a diary, a pocket watch, a cloth bag, and a wand in front of him.

Mellen first picked up the black wand made of bone.

He already knew how to use this before, so he didn't need to think about it anymore.

It was the spellcasting rules related to this wand that made Melen ponder over it——

If a wizard has not practiced a certain spell to the extreme, he will not be able to get rid of his dependence on the wand when casting the spell.

Doesn't it mean that when a wizard is fighting, he only needs to knock down the opponent's weapon to instantly determine the winner?

Extending this idea a little further, Mellen couldn't help but think of his mutated third hand.

Casting spells by a wizard always requires a process, which will be shortened as proficiency increases.

But no matter how short the time is, it can't be faster than the blink of an eye, right?

"In this case, wouldn't I already be invincible?"

He felt that this seemed impossible, after all, guns had already appeared in this world.

If wizards' methods are really so crude, then what qualifications do they have to occupy the top level of the world?

Because of some high-level wizards?

Or are wizards already integrated with the world's ruling class?

After thinking thoughtfully for a while, Mellen put down his wand and looked at other items.

There were several thick books with brown covers called Wizard Encyclopedias. Mellen tried to open them and read them, hoping to use "skill points" to pour the knowledge in the books into his brain.

Unfortunately, fate has no response to these books.

It may be because this kind of book is not a technical book, or it may be for other reasons.

Mellen isn't so sure about that.

After moving away a few encyclopedias, he picked up the dusty little bag that looked like it was made of linen.

After untying the sealing rope, he opened the bag and took a look inside, and found that there was a space about the size of a suitcase inside.

"So why don't you stuff these books inside and give them to me?"

Mellen was a little strange. After trying this, he suddenly realized that the opening was too small and could not be inserted.

Both advanced and backward.

After secretly commenting on this, Meren turned to pick up the exquisite silver pocket watch.

I opened it and took a look, and found that the inside of the pocket watch was similar to a normal clock, with a twelve-hour clock.

However, there is only one pointer, and it is always fixed at one o'clock, motionless.

And when Mellen let go of his hand, the pointer instantly returned to 12.

"This should correspond to the personality in the attributes..."

After trying to pick it up and put it down several times, Mellen basically understood what this thing was used for.

After putting it into his wallet, he looked at the last thing.

A diary.

A diary with a blue gem inlaid in the center of the black cover, and a blue quill under the cover.

However, I didn’t see the matching ink.

He tried to open it, but it didn't move. Mellen tried to touch the sapphire on the cover with his third hand, and the diary opened by itself.

A sentence appeared on the title page: "Please fill in your correspondence name in the blank space below."

"This thing can't be..."

Mellen became very interested in this, and after hastily signed it in the name of Iger Wilson, he opened the diary.

So he soon discovered that although the diary looked normal on the outside, there were only ten pages that could be opened inside.

The remaining part is all padded with something similar to paraffin wax.

"Isn't it meant to deceive consumers?"

Muttering in his mouth, Mellen turned the diary to the first page.

Unlike other blank pages, there is a name in the upper right corner of this page: von der Leyen.

In the first line of the page below the name, there is a paragraph quietly existing.

"You will study in the children's class these days. In about a week, the president will arrive at Graham. I will take you to see him then."

"President?"

Mellen tried to write a reply under this sentence with the quill without ink, but there was no response.

So he tried to integrate his third hand into the pen like a wand.

Then handwriting was born.

It is exquisite and smooth, feels extremely smooth, and the tip of the pen seems to be coated with a layer of lubricant.

However, after finishing writing, the above words disappeared, and it seemed that the chat history would be cleared after reading.

Mellen thought for a while and then added, "How is this kind of communication accomplished (⊙▽⊙?"

"The core technology is related to channeling, but channeling is a skill that is easy to learn but difficult to master. I can't tell you the details. If you are interested, you can go to the library to check the information yourself. The address is..."

After this sentence, another sentence appeared below.

"What is this thing you drew?"

"He was doodling casually - so who is the president?"

"An old guy who is older than me is a wizard, but he always likes to fight with people in close combat... I will tell you the details when he comes."

"Okay, I get it!"

…

This thing is really new in this world, and it makes Melen find the feeling he had when chatting with netizens in his previous life.

It's a pity that his current "friend" is only this little old man.

After closing the notebook, Mellen thought for a moment, picked up an encyclopedia next to him, and opened it to read.
To be continued...