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"Good evening, brother!"
"Ah, good evening." Latis, who had never been in a relationship before and had never had a long phone conversation, suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. He coughed twice and asked dryly:
"Ate, how was your journey? Did anything unexpected happen?"
"No!" Ateliers spun around happily upon hearing Latis's voice, then nodded vigorously. Realizing Latis couldn't see her, she blushed slightly and said:
"Serfar runs incredibly fast! Oh, and Miss Kurosawa looked terrible at dinner, like she was about to throw up. She was holding up a piece of grilled meat and repenting for a long time. I eavesdropped for a bit, and she was saying things like, 'I shouldn't have dragged you around by the neck before, please let me go.'"
“…I’m truly impressed.” Hearing the lively voices of the half-elf, Latis finally relaxed. He laughed heartily, hugged the stone sculpture, used his travel bag as a pillow, looked out the window at the moon, and said:
"My progress today is pretty good too. Once you arrive, we should be able to start preparing to build the mage tower. Ah, I can't wait!"
"I heard that in Lundia, even mage towers have operating rights?"
Artemis felt the warmth on her body, suppressed her shyness and walked to the window. She fiddled with the roses that had been basking in the sun all day and asked curiously.
Latis scratched his head and said:
"Yeah, what's wrong?"
“It’s like this…” Artemis organized her thoughts and said:
"I was thinking, if I could study alongside you, I'd open a magic item shop in Lundia. I'm skilled at inscribing scrolls, and Miss Kurosawa can craft equipment. She also agrees that making money in Lundia is much safer than accepting those strange commissions..."
'The goddess of gold, Artemis, has followed the same path after all…'
Latis knew the half-elf was thinking about the long-term future, so he couldn't help but smile warmly and say:
"Of course you can. Do whatever you want. My little sprites are always much more powerful than I imagine."
"Brother, really!" Artemis said, feigning complaint, but before Latis could reply, she couldn't help but laugh.
"I always feel..." she said earnestly, gently stroking the rose petals and gazing up at the bright moon in the sky.
I miss you so much!
"Ah..." Latis cried out in pain, lamenting, "You beat me to it again, damn it!"
He listened to the soft chuckle coming from inside the stone sculpture, touched its face, and said:
"I miss my little elf too."
……
After saying goodnight to each other, Latis watched the light on the stone sculpture gradually fade away and put it back into his bag.
"Latis, Latis, you're not a kid anymore, why are you still acting like a young person, reluctant to hang up the phone!"
He rubbed his face, hiding his reluctance deep inside.
"Alright, let's start the divination for tomorrow!"
Latis straightened up and began to perform divination rapidly with his hands. He closed his eyes and muttered incantations.
"The Great Dao is fifty, the Heavenly Evolution is forty-nine, one is hidden away... the hexagram is opened!"
He opened his eyes and turned on the simulator.
【Dear Mr. Latis, welcome back to the Magic University Simulator!】
[Even the smiles of super idols aren't as sweet as yours! The latest "Sweet as Honey" time-traveling photo spell, which is set to explode across countless dimensions, is now available for pre-order! After paying the price of falling from the divine realm, Master Hathaway, a "traveler" and a deity of a small world, finally found the structure of this magical spell in the flow of time and space!]
After casting the Time Travel Image Technique, you will be able to enter the captured time frame and relive that time that will never return! Whether it's taking revenge on the enemies who bullied you or enjoying that passionate night again, anything you can imagine can be achieved through the Time Travel Image Technique!
Note: The Shadow Travel Technique is a ninth-circle spell. Those interested should consult the Endless Dimension Travel Agency. This technique requires in-person instruction and demonstration of its construction.
[Atlantic time: Thursday night 11:35 PM]
Please select a simulation program.
【Dimensional Journey (Entry Requirements: 10-50)】
【Path of the Sage (Today's attempts: 1/1)】
"Who says cheating isn't a form of divination..." Latis glanced at the advertisement as usual, shrugged, and said directly:
"Simulator, start the Path of the Sage!"
Following Latis's command, the text on the simulation panel began to jump rapidly.
You have chosen the path of the sage.
【Simulation starts】
After a restless night, you welcomed your first dawn in Londia.
"Ah, praise the sun!" You immediately found the little devil's spot. After lowering your arms and smoothly performing a set of Eight Pieces of Brocade, you wiped your sweat and left the apartment.
[“That’s a kitten!” “That’s a big dog!” “That’s an apprentice who overslept and is about to be late!” “That’s Boss Lingling with bread in her mouth!” “That’s Miss Mitu with her coat on backwards!” “That’s Frico who’s about to collapse from working all night!” “That’s Jennifer who’s slacking off!” You’ve been annoying everyone along the way, like a corrupted Spider-Man, until finally a holy knight who couldn’t stand it anymore stopped you in your tracks.]
"Hello, could you please have some boundaries? Everyone seems pretty busy..." the blue-haired, blue-eyed holy knight said helplessly.
"Okay!" You looked at the serious-looking older sister, scratched your head, and thought, "Londia really is a big city; the people here are so particular!"
The older sister gave you a look that suggested she was easy to teach and told you her name. It turned out she was Tina, the holy knight who would be publicly taming dragons next week.
You were very curious as to why dragon training had attracted so much attention, so you immediately asked her. Tina looked at your country bumpkin-like expression, sighed, and patiently explained it to you anyway.
[It turns out that the existence of dragons holds special significance for the people of Atlantis.]
Dragon Valley, inhabited by dragons, is a subsidiary plane of this plane, or in other words, a demiplane. As a demiplane, Dragon Valley makes it easier to find the boundary walls leading to other planes.
To reach Dragon Valley, one must be guided by someone of dragon blood. Therefore, the dragon is less a mount and more a key—a key to the realm beyond.
"So becoming a dragon knight isn't just about having a mount; it also symbolizes future potential." She shook her head, seemingly uninterested in something so beneficial. "Of course, there are also changes like becoming a bloodline knight, gaining an additional power system..."
Looking at Tina's slightly weary face, you wanted to ask more, but felt you weren't close enough with her yet, so you decided to wait until another time.
Next, you visited Queen's Academy and Bogu Academy. It was clear that Slinger had already made arrangements with them; before you even presented your royal crest, they had already granted you a permit for exchange studies.
However, you were still a little disappointed that you didn't get to see Principal Zerris. You heard he's currently at St. John's Castle and won't be back for a while. Thinking back to the Taubet Manor, you couldn't help but want to complain about his somewhat abstract personal image again.
[You then successfully completed the application procedures for the construction of the mage tower. Now, all you need to do is wait for the high-ranking mage to arrive, and construction can begin immediately.]
[On the advice of the Mage Association, you went to the small hill outside the city, fenced off the land with a railing, and marked it "Reserve Land".]
You glanced around at the various mage towers of different heights and shapes, scratched your head, and then wrote down the words "Magic Item Shop Under Construction."
On your way back to your apartment, you happen to pass by Qing Teng Academy. The outdoor spellcasting training of first-year students catches your attention. After a moment's thought, you enter the school gate using your communication pass and ask a first-year teacher what grade level the course on the magic network entails.
The teacher, with several bumps on her lip, looked like another victim driven to despair by her students. She glanced at you and said expressionlessly, "Every grade has a course on constructing spells on the magic network. We're terrified that if students research these things on their own, the entire academy might one day be humanely destroyed by the Goddess of Magic for uploading too many useless spells."
You paused, watching as the teacher, who was walking away, caught the students practicing spellcasting and berated them. You could vaguely hear her saying, with grief and indignation, "If you cause trouble in the future, whatever you do, don't tell anyone about your teacher..."
Well, this kind of thing happens in every dimension!
You sneaked into a first-grade classroom, and were stunned again as you watched the magical notebooks fluttering on the teacher's desk.
"A key principle in constructing a spell is that it must be reproducible. You need to successfully run the spell under at least three different experimental conditions to meet our academy's standards for spells uploaded to the magic network... That's all."
[After the magic notebook reads its contents aloud a second time, you realize that this is a magic spell that the first-year teacher placed here on repeat to avoid being lazy. The students are supposed to write down their questions on paper and then slip them into the magic notebook, so that they can get answers when the teacher comes in person next time.]
[You've carefully reviewed the contents of the magic notebook and finally gained some understanding of folk magic techniques.]
[It turns out there are no barriers to uploading folk spells. Whether you accidentally drew a magic rune and it produced some effect, or you carefully modified an existing spell to create a new one, you can upload it to the magic network after giving it a name.]
The difference lies in the fact that good techniques will be preserved, while bad techniques will be removed by the cyber police. Repeat offenders may face further crackdowns by the cyber police.
However, because the magic network returns a certain amount of magic power when someone else uses a spell you created, it's impossible to completely eliminate those who upload useless spells. After all, while no one is always taking advantage of the chaos, there will always be those who do.
"The cyber police really have a tough job!" You chuckle, having practically never fulfilled your duties as a cyber police officer. But the thought of potentially uploading spam spells in the future makes you want to preemptively repent. Start practicing your cyber magic now, by typing on a cyberwooden fish to accumulate digital merit.
After noting down the detailed upload steps, you glanced at the dim sky, left Qing Teng Academy, and planned to head to the Dragon Research Association at No. 61 Tianhai Street to see what the person who called you yesterday was plotting.
You notice a group of suspicious-looking people standing near the intersection. Pretending to be a student just out of school, you observe them for a while, then suddenly realize that each of them is wearing a black hair accessory.
Chapter 98 This young lady is my dearest friend and family.
[It's the Black Hat organization again! You start to complain in your mind. This organization is like the Black Hat on the Conan set, omnipresent. How did Noral get infiltrated like a sieve? Life is too hard. You just want a peaceful life!]
[But their actions at this moment haven't triggered a magic network commission. You're unsure whether it's because they're not currently opposing the cyber police, or because the mentally challenged magic network can't distinguish them due to their headdresses.]
[You made eye contact with one of the black-hatted sorcerers. He winked at you, and you blew him a kiss. Although the scene was a bit BL (Boys' Love), it did confirm your identities. Isn't being gay a kind of friendly radar?]
Just as you were awaiting their instructions, you suddenly saw Tina, the Holy Knight who had just finished get off work, walking towards you with a absent-minded expression. You frowned, about to call out to her, when a violent explosion occurred inside the Dragon Research Association's room.
Tina was startled and immediately drew her greatsword, intending to rush into the fire. At that moment, the black-hatted sorcerer whispered to you, "You're responsible for stopping all irrelevant people. Our faces must not be seen!"
"I can't let anyone see you using disguise magic!" you yelled, utterly exasperated. "Does this mean my handsome face can be shown to everyone like this?!"
The black-hatted sorcerer glanced at you, hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement. However, he still said, "The magical fluctuations from a group using disguise are too obvious. There are too many high-level mages here; we could be tracked at any moment. We can only use physical methods… I won't say more. You decide what to do!"
[You and he separated on the way to the fire. Seeing the black-hatted sorcerers gathered there, seemingly doing something, you hesitated for a moment, then rushed forward and hugged Tina tightly.]
"Don't go any closer!" you whispered, pushing her back. Tina, who had been raising her greatsword, paused upon hearing your voice and couldn't help but ask, "It's you? Why?"
Just as you were about to make up an excuse to coax her, and opened your mouth, Gorzan's furious voice rang out behind you: "Who goes there?! How dare you destroy my apprentice's hard work! I'll fucking kill your horses!"
You turn around in horror to see the aged Gorzan drop the bread bag he was carrying, his magic surging as he rushes forward, grabbing a black-hatted sorcerer and unleashing a brutal, bone-crushing beating.
[“He saw our faces, finish him off.” You suddenly heard this voice, followed by the sound of a scroll tearing. You saw a rainbow of light sweep through Gorzan's body without hindrance, engulfed in flames, lightning, and acid. Gorzan's roar abruptly ceased, and then his body shattered into pieces.]
[Seventh Ring Spell - Rainbow Jet: Fires seven rainbow rays of different colors, dealing massive damage and inflicting effects such as fire, acid, lightning, poison, freeze, bind, and blindness respectively.]
You watch in astonishment as the black-hatted sorcerers vanish into the street's sewers after destroying and carrying away some items, while the Dragon Research Association's buildings collapse helplessly after a brief burst of flames.
"How could this be..." An incredulous whisper came from in front of you. You looked at Tina, whose face was pale, and sighed helplessly. Now you really didn't know how to explain it.
However, Tina seemed to have given up on getting an explanation from you. She stood up weakly, thanked you, and dragged her greatsword away with difficulty.
Late at night, you receive a call from your mysterious benefactor. He praises you briefly, then tells you, "Tomorrow morning, take the documents they hid in the trash to Mage Tower 1144. Turn over the second paving stone in front of the flower bed, place the documents underneath, and collect your reward."
You agreed for the time being, and before hanging up, you casually asked about the follow-up tasks. The mysterious benefactor hesitated for a moment, then told you that he would let you know if he needed your help in the future.
You think of poor Gorzan and suddenly feel troubled. Although this tragedy would still have happened even without you, you still decide to try your best to find out what happened. After all, you're in a simulation, so you're not afraid at all.
The next day, you got up early and returned to the vicinity of the Dragon Research Association, intending to look for the so-called information. Suddenly, you saw a person sitting in the ruins of a building surrounded by railings. Upon closer inspection, you realized it was Lovestone.
You hesitated for a moment, then walked over and greeted him. He saw you, paused for a moment, and then nodded.
[You chatted for a while, and he told you that he learned about Professor Gorzan's actions from passersby. However, he never imagined that his professor would act so impulsively because his research was destroyed. If Gorzan had remained indifferent in the face of this incident, at least he would still be alive.]
Lovestone appeared calm, but you could sense a tinge of incomprehension and sadness towards his teacher. He told you that all the research data had been destroyed, and although the hybrid dragons were still being raised on the outer ranches of Lundia, he had decided to end this endeavor and find an ordinary college to teach incognito for the rest of his life.
Watching him walk away, I found a magic notebook in the junkyard. It contained all the research data on hybrid dragons, seemingly spanning over a decade.