Returning From Level 900

Chapter 118 Really Not a Magician

In fact, Mo Ran underestimated Wang Wen's self-discipline.

He didn't play until he was hungry.

Perhaps it was because he kept in mind that there was still progress to play, Wang Wen only played for a little over three hours.

During this process, magicians from all over the city came to the association to watch the miracle.

Even the city lord couldn't help but came over to check it out of curiosity when he heard the news.

The chief guard, Bedokan, who was guarding by his side, was surprised when he saw Mo Ran and the others.

He never thought that the people who made such a big commotion were actually a few warriors who registered to join the army at the city lord's mansion not long ago.

Seeing this scene, Bedokan quickly approached Mo Ran to understand the situation.

Magicians are different from ordinary warriors!

It is an elite arm, and it needs to be reported to the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces for unified planning and placement.

If a few people are noble magicians, the process of joining the army is not so simple.

It turned out that Mo Ran made it clear that they were not magicians.

Bedokan looked suspiciously at Wang Wen, who came down from the stone pillar in a buoyant and cheerful manner. He always felt that these guys were fooling him.

Seeing the indifferent Mo is not easy to communicate.

He simply relied on his identity as the city lord and guard to force his way out of the crowd surrounding the stone pillar to Wang Wen's side.

At this moment, Wang Wen seems to have returned to a previous life.

How many men, women and children circled around him, talking and asking questions.

Bedokan worked hard to get close to Wang Wen, interrupted the others, and asked eagerly: "Mr. A, acquaintance is fate, I don't think I'm rude to come to the City Lord's Mansion, why don't you as a magician? tell me?"

Wang Wen was stunned: "Magician? I'm not."

Bedokan pointed at the stone pillar, dumbfounded, and said, "Don't make fun of me at this time, right? It is well known that this stone pillar is specially designed by the Magician Association for magicians to cultivate their spiritual power. Your movement today has attracted magic from the whole city. Teacher's attention, there is no need to be too humble!"

"I'm really not a magician." Wang Wen laughed, thought about it, looked around the crowd for a while, and suddenly rushed into the crowd.

This crowd is centered on him.

Wherever he rushed, he would automatically disperse, and no one would stand in the way with a displeased expression like he did to Bedokan.

It's just that the people on both sides will smile kindly and ask questions such as "how does your body feel", "how is your mental strength", "how do you persist for so long" and so on.

At this moment, Wang Wen has no time to answer these questions.

He rushed into the crowd and went straight to a certain dull beauty.

He grabbed her arm and pulled it to Bedokan and said, "She can testify that I'm really not a magician, just an ordinary person!"

The female magicians who were temporarily captured were all about to explode.

Facing Bedokan who asked with a solemn expression in his eyes, he wanted to cry without tears.

Of course, she recognized the well-known chief of guards beside the city lord.

You want her to testify, what testimonial?

"I don't know! I don't know anything!" the female magician said with a weeping voice.

"Didn't you say before that this stone pillar was specially set up for magicians, didn't you persuade ordinary people like me to put aside their boring curiosity and not try it?" Wang Wen recalled carefully and repeated what the other party had said as completely as possible.

Bedokan's expression froze, and he stared at the female magician solemnly to confirm: "Can you see his magic level? Is he really not a magician? I will first declare that he has registered to join the army. If he is a magician, it means that There is a magician who volunteered to go to the front line, this matter needs to be reported to the commander of the coalition forces and decided by himself, can you be responsible for what you say?"

Hearing that the situation was so serious, even the coalition forces moved out and said, the female magician was so frightened that she almost cried on the spot, like a young girl who had just debuted, shook her head, waved her hands, and said in horror, "I don't know, I really don't know anything. I do not know!"

"This..." Bedokan looked at Wang Wen in embarrassment: "I'm not afraid to tell you that the morale of the coalition troops on the front line is very low. If a magician really volunteers to join the front line, although it is very dangerous, it will definitely have a great impact on morale. promote."

Wang Min asked with a strange face: "I heard from you that the situation is already so serious, it should have been a long time ago that all the people are soldiers, are there still people who don't want to go to the front line? Is there really such a ruling class who can send people over with a single order? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Bedokan glanced at the city lord who was silently observing outside the crowd, shook his head and sighed: "Those are not clear, I only know that if the magician is forced to the front line by order, I am afraid that morale will be lower."

"..." Wang Wen was speechless.

In his opinion, how could there be someone the ruling class could not deal with?

There shouldn't be too many operational means here, okay?

Change to the ruler of the world outside the tower, to ensure that not a magician can escape, and every guy on the front line must be "voluntarily", and they all scream.

Are all the brains in this place braised with hydrogen oxide?

But Wang Wen didn't say much.

Follow the local customs, and there are always places where folk customs are simple and people return to the past.

All he can think about now is. .

How can we get this big rock away!

This thing is so exciting!

The few hours of "cultivation" just made him unable to stop. If it weren't for his strong self-discipline, he realized that there were still important things to do, and he was almost addicted to it.

For Wang Wen, cultivation is like exercising. Human inertia will naturally keep telling himself "enough", but if you want to make progress and be effective, you must constantly remind yourself that "it's not enough".

Cultivating with this stone, you don't need to remind yourself at all, just hold it tightly, it's not a "cool" word to describe it.

He looked around again, and then again ignored all the inquiries around him, walked away from the crowd, walked to Marchance, and asked the trembling old man, "Lao Ma, how did you make this kind of stone pillar? Can I learn it? ?"

After hearing this, Marchance's expression was a bit complicated. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com shook his head bitterly and said, "The **** stone is the masterpiece of the top magician in the mainland, unless he teaches it himself, outsiders will never know."

Mo Ran squeezed into the crowd and walked to Wang Wen's side, looking at him curiously.

In the past three hours, everyone ate, drank and recuperated while waiting, and even took a nap. At this moment, they were all full of energy.

At least better than many magicians watching.

He didn't look at the haggard eyes with bloodshot eyes, it seemed that it was not Wang Wen but them who were sucked in mental energy for three hours.

Mo Ran poked Wang Wen's arm and asked in a low voice, "What do you say? Did you like this big rock?"

Wang Wen blinked at him, smiled mysteriously, and said, "I'm broken."

Mo Ran waved his hand impatiently: "Do you know what's going on with you? It's been a while! I'll drag you and talk about it all day when I'm back in the fight!"

Wang Wen smiled at him mysteriously: "It's not about making drugs."

Mo Ran was impatient: "Oh, isn't that the skill stone? It's not a system. You??"

He stopped suddenly, looked at Wang Wen with a terrified expression on his face, and asked suspiciously, "No way, you mean...?!?! I rely on me??! I rely on me, rely on me, rely on me?? ????"

Mo Ran's entire face was tangled up, and the word jealousy filled almost every pore.

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ps: I'm really busy. I wrote this chapter on my mobile phone in the car. After writing it, I looked back and took a look at it! Wow! Almost made me vomit. You guys have a little patience. Alas, this book will be released on the shelves next Friday, and there are still a lot of recommendations. I really feel ashamed for the support of the bosses and the expectations of the editor Xiaofeng.