The fire mage from the game world

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In a luxuriously decorated restaurant, Wang Zhanbo slammed the table hard: "Ah? A cup of milkshake costs 2400 copper coins. Is your milk made of copper coins, or is the air conditioner made of copper coins?"

The boss said indifferently: "Look where you can still find it now. Lemon Piaopiao is delicious and the milkshake is so delicious that it explodes. This is unique."

"The milk used is squeezed from 5th-level cows. You think it's expensive, but I think it's expensive too."

Wang Zhanbo thought about it and it seemed to make sense: "Give me one."

Gintoki must have never eaten this thing. He will show it off next time.

Let him teach me that ultimate move - the super-strong and invincible Toya Lake awakening.

However, the suicidal cells all over his body are warning him frantically.

Wang Zhanbo calculated with his fingers, and it was either Ai Lan or Chen Yi who was looking for him.

Judging from the time, Chen Yi should have received the bill.

At this time, Wang Zhanbo's brain was running at the speed of light.

No, I have to find a way to shut up Ayi.

Wang Zhanbo picked up a milkshake worth 2,400 copper coins and walked back.

The fortune from the protagonist was used at this time.

Perfectly avoided Chen Yi's hunting.

Returning to the hall, he moved forward quietly like a thief, came to his room, picked up the bathtub, and went out, all in one go.

On the other side, Chen Yi, led by Ai Lan and Ma Fei, attacked some shops that Wang Zhanbo often went to, but naturally failed to find anyone in the end.

There was no way, so Chen Yi had to return first.

Then he saw Wang Zhanbo at home.

Chen Yi clenched his fist: "Have you thought about how to die? Grit your teeth!"

"Wait!"

Looking at the fist in front of his face, Wang Zhanbo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I didn't expect that this fist could be accelerated by the magic circle.

Fortunately, I shouted quickly.

Chen Yi looked coldly: "Have you thought of your last words before you die?"

"Wait, look at what this is."

Wang Zhanbo pointed to the bathtub behind him, in which there was a half-meter-high seedling.

Chen Yi:.......

He loosened his fist and patted Wang Zhanbo on the shoulder: "I knew you could do it."

Now it was Wang Zhanbo's turn to frown.

This attitude is not right.

Ayi didn't grow the tree himself, did he?

Wang Zhanbo, who was at a disadvantage the moment before, looked at Chen Yi with contempt: "Ayi, what's wrong with you?"

"I seem to see some fools kneeling and crying."

"Now I am just staring at you with an expression of emperor that is more compassionate and merciful than the sky."

"What was your attitude just now, you rude guy!"

Chen Yi ignored Wang Zhanbo's provocation. You grew the Bodhi tree, and now you are the boss.

But how do you live like this?

Chen Yi clearly saw the traces of the soil being eroded by the dead air.

It seemed as if he heard the Bodhi tree's disdain.

'Hey, dead air, I'll play with you. '

But it just won't live in the carefully arranged environment of the farm.

Casually dealing with Wang Zhanbo, Chen Yi brought the bathtub to the basin for transplanting.

High-quality plants are prone to sudden death only in the initial stage. Once they pass this period, they will slowly show their high-quality characteristics.

From being difficult to survive, it has become difficult to die.

So transplanting will not have any impact.

Chen Yi's last seed has not moved until now, and it can basically be declared a dead seed.

After the transplant, the roots of the Bodhi tree curled up in the bathtub stretched rapidly.

The Bodhi tree expressed its approval of the environment here.

It is completely different from the previous environment.

.......

When Chen Yi transplanted the Bodhi tree, in a world far away from the main city, this place is a holy place in the hearts of most mages.

The home of scholars.

Every year, the Scholars' House sends out many invitations to talented mages or mage apprentices to join the Scholars' House and become one of their students.

Although there are many invitations, there are not many left after they are distributed to countless worlds.

Everyone who joins the Scholars' House is a genius among geniuses.

Some are born with deep mana, some have the talent to enhance mental strength, and some have a fast growth in intelligence attributes...

When a bunch of geniuses gather together, they will find that their talents are not unique, and they are not even outstanding.

If you want to break through among countless people, you must work harder and get more opportunities and knowledge.

Ariel Finney, the youngest professor in the Scholars' House.

But he is also the most conservative professor.

Today it is his turn to give a lecture.

The auditorium of Norda is full of students, and AAriel Finney stood on the podium at the front.

"You must remember that magic can do everything!"

"If there is something you can't do, there is only one possibility, that is, you don't have enough knowledge and your talent is not enough!"

This can be regarded as a cliché.

Ariel Finney would talk about this every time he started a class, and the students below could recite the following words.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder... Elements build the world. When you fully understand the elements and master the laws of a certain world, then in this world, you are no different from a real god!"

Of course, it is limited to this world.

At this time, a student raised his hand.

This is also the rule of Ariel Finney's class. The blackboard, podium, classroom... are all his requirements.

These students should look like students. How can they lack classroom learning?

The one who raised his hand was a student with good grades. For such students, Ariel Finney is usually more patient.

"Wu Maningzhi, please speak."

A beautiful woman with fiery red hair stood up: "Teacher, should mages master artistic conception?"

"Hmm?"

Wu Maningzhi thought the teacher didn't hear clearly, so he repeated his question.

But he was interrupted by Ariel Finney halfway through: "Enough!"

"Artistic conception? Artistic conception?"

"It's just the self-delusion of a crude warrior!"

Wu Maningzhi: "But..."

"I thought you would ask some valuable questions, but I didn't expect it to be such a stupid thing."

"If artistic conception is really powerful, then why are mages, not warriors, powerful in levels 2-4?"

"Maybe you don't know where you heard that mages will seem a little powerless after level 5."

"But this is just the barking of incompetent people!"

"Elemental materialization, advanced element control, space system, time system... Which one have you mastered? Or which one are you qualified to master?"

Wu Maningzhi kept silent.

This is sophistry. There are warriors who master the time and space systems.

And the materialization of elements is just a simulation of potential.

The control of high-level elements is a 7th-level thing, and even the teacher has not mastered it.

Sure enough, what the other students said was true.

Although this professor is the youngest among the professors, he has the most old-fashioned ideas.

The mage faction he joined also implements the theory of mage supremacy.

It is really sad that he dare not face the power of others.