Traversed to the Ark of Tomorrow, but was a traveler

Chapter 7

It was cool to practice for a while, and it was always fun to practice. Xia Lan practiced a few spells until more than one o'clock in the morning before she was willing to rest. By the end of the day, she could easily construct those spells. Although she was not sure how it would work in times of crisis, at least the rehearsal was very good. success.

……

In the early morning of the third day, on August [-], Xia Lan opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling with a look of lack of sleep.

"I didn't expect this good routine to be so easy to develop..." He said helplessly to himself.

Although he was still quite sleepy, his inexplicable biological clock had stopped him from sleeping. After a long stumble, he finally chose to wake up.

"I still have to go to work from 02:30 to 19:04, then go to K30 in the underground city of Lot [-] at [-]:[-] pm, and then go to class from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] pm, come back from [-]:[-] and continue working until [-]:[-] pm ..."

He roughly outlined his schedule for today. Although there were not many things to do, he seemed to be really busy. If he encountered other things, he would have no time.

He lay down for a while, finally got up to take a shower, went out to eat a cheap breakfast, and then returned home to continue practicing magic.

As he expected before going to bed, now he can release these four spells at will, basically complete the construction of the model with a flash of electric light, and then create flames, swords, glass shields, and A special force that applies a force directly.

He manipulated them to form and dissipate one by one, and the confidence in his heart became more and more inflated, and he had already produced a little pride because of this, and it was difficult to extricate himself.

But there is no end to the practice. He reviewed four spells, and then continued to study other spells. First, he chose the one that can manipulate matter. If he breaks something, he can use it to repair it. Very convenient.

……

At noon, Xia Lan ate a meal in advance and came to the restaurant where he wanted to work. Because he had already worked all day yesterday, this time he came to the restaurant with ease and put on the clothes of the waiter. , It still looks very similar, not to mention it is very handsome.

This is a hot pot, barbecue and other restaurant. The business is very hot. When he came out of the back kitchen, he was called to order for customers. Sweaty.

"Kah—Xia Lan, order at table NO.17." The intercom on his body rang.

Reluctantly, he sped up his pace a little, and hurriedly sent the trolley in his hand to a table of customers, quickly served them dishes, and then rushed to table NO.17, even using a little spell A little bit, give myself a boost and brake.

But when he took out the books that he was going to do for the guest, he looked up and was stunned for a moment. The person in front of him was actually a limit he hadn't drawn out for more than two years - Nian.

"Is there something on my face, handsome?" She joked when she saw Xia Lan staring at her in a trance.

He was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted: "Sorry, I've lost my temper. May I ask the beauty to order something?"

Nian took over the menu, bit his tongue and chose a bunch of ingredients, and even added: "Add more spicy hot pot soup base!"

Xia Lan nodded, sent the order to the counter without saying anything, and continued to deliver the ingredients for the next order, so busy that she even forgot about the new year.

What he didn't notice was that Nian looked at his busy back and muttered: "What irresponsible guy throws the pieces in the world? But Yan Guo doesn't seem to notice his existence... tsk tsk, It's strange."

She just meant to watch the fun, and she had no idea to participate in it.

"But it's possible to provide help in the future, let's talk about it later~" She waved her hand and continued to devote herself to the hot pot that is deadly enough for ordinary people.

But what she also didn't expect was that he was not a "fragment", but a complete and huge existence...

Xia Lan, who was unaware of this, continued to be busy with the work at hand, shuttled in the heat and water vapor, ordering, replenishing, delivering, cleaning... Basically, she had to do everything, which was quite a headache.

But he didn't have any complaints about it, because... work is addictive, just like practicing qigong, he still likes this kind of feeling.

Mainly because I thought the job was interesting, definitely not because they gave too much.

These three hours of work cost about [-] Longmen coins, which is not a lot for him.

……

Time passed by suddenly, Xia Lan's footsteps gradually slowed down, and he finally passed the peak time period, so he could breathe a sigh of relief.

He took off his employee uniform at two o'clock on time and went home. The salary would be settled after the dinner work. The boss saw that there was nothing wrong with him, and naturally he would not make things difficult for him.

Most of the people in this world have good "morality". After all, a little carelessness will turn into bloodshed. According to the law of natural selection, the genes of *Yan Guo's foul language* will be screened out.

He returned home, took the money after lying down for 10 minutes, and was about to leave for the address of today's highlight—the institution for learning magic, who didn't know if it was a liar.

Two-fifty.

He came to the door of that address, took out his mobile phone and checked the door number, then knocked on the door and said, "Is this the place to study?"

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps behind the door, and one of them began to approach the door.

Xia Lan looked at the bio-energy fields of some individuals behind the door and was a little disappointed. These people seemed to be at the level of ordinary people, and there was nothing special about them.

The man who came over paused behind the door, but soon opened the door, leaning out his face and greeting him: "Hello, what's your name...?"

Xia Lan nodded and said, "Well, it's me, [Soria Cartoon]."

Seeing this, the other party moved away and let Xia Lan go in.

Contrary to his expectations, this is a very formal-looking classroom area, bright and clean. Although it is not big, it can accommodate at least twenty people to study. It's really like that.

"You guys look pretty good," Xia Lan sighed, "It even smells like incense."

The person introduced: "Yes, this kind of incense can be used to help people calm down and better adapt to the process of learning spells. Although the price is not expensive, it is very useful."

"Yeah." Xia Lan nodded, then took out the 3000 yuan she had prepared, and explained, "Because money is a little tight now, can you only pay part of it?"

At this time, he probably believed that the other party was a group of regular people, after all, there was no reason to doubt them.

"No problem, most of the people who signed up for our organization didn't have the money to find a master magician to learn spells, so we can all understand and understand, as long as we can make up for it later." He agreed and took Xia by the way. The Dragon Gate coin handed over by Lan.

However, his attention did not seem to be on these Dragon Gate coins. Instead, he kept paying close attention to Xia Lan, as if he was waiting for something.

Xia Lan, whose mentality was inflated, didn't realize the other party's gaze, so she opened a chair and sat down. After all, listening to the class was very important.

Many other people looked at him, but they all seemed to have strange expressions.

Xia Lan subconsciously thought it was because she was handsome, but she quickly became vigilant--what if all the gay men here...it would be terrifying to death!

Noticing the vigilant look on Xia Lan's face, the group took a breath and became quiet.

"What... what's wrong?" Xia Lan asked nervously as so many people stared at her.

"Aren't you feeling dizzy?" one of them couldn't help asking.

Xia Lan was stunned for a moment, then jumped away and scolded: "*Yan Guo foul language*! Are you trying to plot against me?!"

Seeing that he was so arrogant, this group of people stopped pretending. The person who opened the door just now took out a sword from the table in the corner and said directly, "It's useless to be drugged, do it!"

This neatness made Xia Lan stunned for a moment. He thought that there would be plots such as mouth cannons and self-introductions, but he did not expect that the other party would greet him directly.

Seeing this group of people want to come up, he created several spells with a wave of his hand. A large flame bloomed around him, floating in the air, and a sword appeared in his hand. Hide behind the glass shield and watch the group.

It's multiple protection!He used multiple protections!

Seeing the flames rushing towards his face, the sword-wielding leader staggered to a halt, and even nearly threw himself into the fire and was pulled down by the other two companions.

When they looked at Xia Lan who was huddled in front of them, they were shocked and angry, but they obviously didn't want to let him go.

In this way, six big men surrounded the pitiful but thorn-covered Xia Lan in the corner, and the atmosphere was tense.

The other party is afraid of the more lethal spells he may have, and the spells he shows now are not enough to be afraid of for them who have also read the book.

But... Since Xia Lan can have spells, it must be guided by the master magician, so it is not surprising that there will be more spells - this is their subconscious thought.

Xia Lan was also hesitating whether to do it or not. The only lethal thing he had was the sword, and those flames were actually only over 500 degrees Celsius. Now this strength is already the limit.

His technique is fast, but not strong.

As time passed by, Xia Lan became more and more aware that it was not good, because maintaining this flame was a bit too expensive for him, both mental and energy.

But the group of gangsters seemed to be more anxious than him, and they kept making gestures and eyes to each other, but no one seemed to dare to rush up.

None of them want to be the first one, even if they have done similar things several times.

And in a corner where none of them noticed, a jar was exuding a long "incense".

It is a refinement of animal secretions, and its main effect is to make other creatures feel dizzy or even stunned, and lose their ability to move. Although it is not fatal, it can work on everyone.

This time, it didn't work for Xia Lan for some reason, just like many other medicines would also work on him.

"Om—" As the feeling of dizziness gradually invaded his mind, one of the six people immediately realized that something was wrong, and scolded: "*Longmen foul language*, the medicine is over, we have to go! We are not like this freak. Immune to drugs!"

They ate the antidote in advance, so they could be safe in this drugged room, but now the effect of the antidote is about to pass.

After this person's reminder, Xia Lan and several other people reacted. They gritted their teeth and glanced at Xia Lan, and then rushed towards the door, for fear of walking slowly and falling.

But how could Xia Lan let the group escape so easily, and simply used magic to remotely grab the jar that was suspected of being the source of the drug and smashed it into the crowd.

"Bangdang~" It hit the top of one person's head, and a piece of red dust spilled out from the opening, and each of them in the chaos inhaled some more or less.

And Xia Lan, who had done all this, didn't even finish, and directly created several glass shields on the door, stuck the door, and did all the bad things.

They knocked on the door a few times, then began to feel dizzy and weak, and eventually all fell to the ground, unconscious.

Xia Lan looked at the bandits lying on the ground, and waited another minute before taking off her protection, and breathed a sigh of relief.

But he did not rush to check their status, but found the switch of the ventilation duct in the room and turned on the air interaction.

Although I don't know why I am immune to their drug, but looking at their comatose appearance, it seems that the effect is still quite strong, so I still have to ventilate it to be on the safe side.

As the smell of incense in the air gradually dissipated, Xia Lan brought the box from a distance. There was a heater on it, and it should have used this thing to volatilize the red powder.

"Call the police and leave. I don't want to be called to record a statement." He shook his head and sighed, then began to disassemble the glass shield stuck on the door.

He dragged the group of gangsters away, set them aside neatly, even in a serene pose, then went to the door and opened the bolt.

But the moment he opened the door, a flower suddenly appeared in front of him, and the pain all over his body was also a whirlwind, his face came into intimate contact with the metal ground, one hand was held behind him, and a steel bar was also held on his back. The same hand was held.

Xia Lan wanted to do it as soon as her brain was hot, but the next moment she heard a familiar female voice: "It's you? You are indeed engaged in illegal activities!"

Hearing that it was Chen, he immediately gave up his resistance and let her put on beautiful spell banning handcuffs, grabbed his arm and pulled him aside.

Seeing Xia Lan's well-behaved face, she frowned and said, "Don't be so careful!"

"Yes, yes..." He looked cowardly.

However, his heart is still full of bitterness. Although it will not take too long to solve the misunderstanding, he may have to miss part-time work.

Several heavily armed police officers came over and entered the door where he just came out, and saw the red powder all over the floor and the neat row of gangsters.

……

An hour later, Xia Lan sat in the detention room of the Guards Bureau, looking at the surrounding arrangements curiously.

He has made everything clear, and then he will face a fine of [-] dragon gate coins, the spell book will be confiscated, and he will be banned from using spells. If he is found, he will continue to be fined.

Unless he obtains a formal school status, that is: find a magician who is willing to accept him as an apprentice or go to a formal training institution, and then go to certify the corresponding magician status.

In short, you can't use it indiscriminately, and you can move around at home.

He looked at the clock on the wall, and was still demonstrating the magic of manipulating matter in his mind. He had almost remembered it, and now he had to use it fluently.

Speaking of which, its part of the structure is exactly the same as the structure of the other four spells, as if there are the same words in their respective spells, which made him a little more guessing.

There should be many common "words" in the spell, just like the circuit boards with different effects will also have capacitors, semiconductors, resistors, diodes, etc. of the same type.

"Squeak~" There was the sound of the metal door opening outside, Xia Lan stuck her head out and looked out, and saw Chen walking over with a list.

"Xia Lan, right? I hope you don't cause us any more trouble next time, and strive to be a good citizen." Chen said bluntly, after all, he was dealing with a citizen who knew the law and broke the law.

"Yes, yes, I won't dare again next time..." Xia Lan nodded and bowed, saying that a man who can bend and stretch is a man.

And he didn't dare to say that most of him had the magical buff of "Trouble Attractor" on his body, and he might even encounter more and worse things in the future.

After Chen asked him to sign, he let him out and sent him to the gate of the Guard Bureau.

"Ah~ the breath of freedom~" Xia Lan stretched out at the door, feeling a thorn on her back in an instant, and quickly left.

He rushed to the restaurant where he was working in a hurry, rushed into the warehouse to change his clothes, rushed out and picked up the order, only 5 minutes late.

The manager who originally planned to write him a note saw that he was working hard, but after mentioning him a few words, he let him go, and Xia Lan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

……

When he returned home in the evening, he was tired and lay down on the sofa, sighing, "When will these hard days come to an end..."

(End of this chapter)