Chapter 12 Good deeds are finally rewarded

Author: Original Seventh Generation

Chapter 12 Good deeds are finally rewarded

"How?" he asked, looking at Ceylon who seemed stunned.

"Is that just like this..." she asked a little uncomfortably, as if she felt that his request was not worth it.

If he hadn't saved her, she would have died, so no amount of repayment would be enough - this was a very simple thought in her mind.

Even for her, magical knowledge and wealth are things that are easily accessible, and they are not things that she considers important at all.

Xia Lan's expression suddenly became meaningful as he listened. He raised the corner of his mouth and patted his bed, motioning for her to sit over.

Hei shook his ears slightly and narrowed his sharp golden eyes slightly.

Elegantly but a little reserved, Ceylon followed his instructions and sat on the bed, feeling confused and curious, mixed with a little shyness of a girl.

Xia Lan raised her palm, then constructed the flame spell in front of her eyes, and used all her strength to push it to its strongest effect.

A scorching light spot appeared there, even exceeding the temperature range that this spell can produce under normal circumstances, reaching a level that has been amplified by the corresponding talent.

Ceylon opened her red lips slightly, showing an incomprehensible expression.

He put down his palm and explained: "Actually, I realized this after the coma. My talent for casting magic seemed to have been supplemented, and the intensity increased four to five times."

"How is this possible...?" Even though she was very knowledgeable, she was frightened.

To increase the intensity of natural spells four to five times without infection, this is something that some sealed-off crazy research institutes dream of, but it happened so bizarrely to this "ordinary person" in front of them.

"Don't tell anyone~" He put his index finger on his lips, making a sealing gesture.

She nodded subconsciously, thinking that Xia Lan had told her such an important thing so easily. This trust inevitably made her feel a little overwhelmed even though she wanted to repay him.

"Do you want anything else...I will definitely...try hard to do it." She answered with some difficulty, even preparing to give more and more things.

"Then..."

Xia Lan smiled evilly, deliberately lengthened her voice, clasped her hands together in her cramped eyes, and said with a beseeching look on her face: "Please accept me as a magician's apprentice! Teach me spells!"

"Huh?" She was obviously stunned. She didn't expect Xia Lan to return to her original purpose again. Although the requirements were a little higher this time, it still didn't count as a sacrifice for her.

"Don't you have any thoughts about me at all?" She finally couldn't help asking, and even Hei on the side couldn't help but look at her, showing a very bad look.

"Hiss—" Xia Lan took a breath. Although he had similar thoughts, he only regarded them as imagination, but he never expected that she would actually want to hook up with him.

He felt the need to explain.

"Well... the first thing is that I have someone I like. I really have no idea about you. At most, we can just be friends. Secondly, you can create more wealth by learning spells. It is better to teach people to fish than to give them fish."

fish."

"Secondly, do you really not know the value of your knowledge as a high-level magician? Your wholehearted teaching should be of very high value." He asked.

This made Ceylon stunned. She really had no self-awareness in this regard, because she had never thought of making money by teaching others, and she had never wanted to understand it.

Hei Jian Ceylon on the side looked at her at a loss, and explained helplessly: "If the price of attending the Royal Victoria Warlock College is calculated, it will be about four million dragon gate coins; if you hire a tutor all the year round, and the tuition is included...

… It’s estimated to be tens of millions.”

Xia Lan saw that Ceylon still didn't react much after hearing this, and covered her forehead in pain - is this the eldest daughter of a rich family, the only daughter of the lord of the city?

"Okay, okay, don't think about it anymore, I'll just ask you if you want to teach me?" He really didn't want to say anything else, so he simply asked pretending to be impatient.

"Taught, taught!" she immediately confirmed.

Ceylon stood up, took a few deep breaths, calmed down a bit, and then asked seriously: "Um... Xia Lan, what is your purpose of learning magic?"

"Don't get me wrong, this question is a tradition. No matter how you answer it, I will teach you."

He was stunned for a moment, but he had no intention of hiding his goal and simply responded: "To pursue a fool."

"That person is caught in a dispute as deep as a sea of ​​blood, and I must gain enough strength to rescue her."

"Ah...even though it's actually just unrequited love, I really like her." He shrugged, with a sad look on his face, quite a bit of the vicissitudes of pursuing his lover but not finding her.

This answer was indeed beyond their expectations. Ceylon stared at him for a long time, and finally murmured: "So... is it because of this...?"

From this moment on, she was full of respect for him, and she did not dare to disrespect his will in the slightest.

Even Hei, who always had a calm expression, opened his mouth slightly, with a look of surprise on his face.

Xia Lan didn't know what they were thinking, but her thoughts were still very firm.

…

ten minutes later.

Xia Lan looked at the clean ceiling of the hospital, lost in thought, her mind filled with speculations about the future, probably thinking about where to find a wife.

Ceylon and the others are now going to apply for a sorcerer apprenticeship certificate for him, and will also prepare a digitized teaching material for him. It is said that it is an internal teaching material for her school and is not allowed to be directly disseminated in principle.

"Hmm... Come back and ask for her communication account. If she leaves Longmen, you can also ask her some possible questions online." He thought about it and opened the software on his phone.

"She should have it, right...?"

This is a transnational network communication software called "Taixu" in the translation of Yanguo. Generally speaking, international communication relies on it. As long as the area with Internet access has a very high usage rate, most people will use it.

(But the problem is that network coverage is really low)

However, the cross-city network efficiency in this world is also quite backward. The level of voice calls and text communication is not as good as the mobile phone text messages in his previous life. Even those complete websites only have some simple low-definition pictures.

Compared with intra-city LANs, the development level of cross-city networks is simply as high as heaven and earth.

Perhaps it is for this reason that the "messenger" industry continues to endure throughout the world.

So after he learned about this situation, he lost much interest in playing with mobile phones. At most, he went to various international websites to check information.

Moreover, you cannot post, comment, or upload information on cross-city websites. If you insist, you must go to the network base station in the city to upload information, which is not possible with personal terminals.

In the final analysis, it serves real-life undertakings such as science, commissions, and communications, not entertainment.

If you want to watch videos or play games... you'd better go to a physical store to buy discs, data hard drives, etc., or just use the network in your own city.

The other thing is the communication software he is opening now. Although it can provide cross-city and cross-border communication, the key point is that adding contacts requires face-to-face contact, which is very restrictive.

According to Xia Lan's understanding during this period...this thing may be a kind of magical entanglement effect, which is much weaker than the earthly world. It even needs the help of signal towers to spread.

When adding people face to face, they create entanglement with each other.

Technologies based on Origin Stone are difficult to digitize and informatize, which is one of the reasons why the development of the Internet is slow.

If you want to change a personal terminal, you have to let someone who can handle the Origin Stone skills manually inherit the contacts. Otherwise, even if the account can be transferred and logged in, the original contacts will be lost.

The technological level is quite primitive compared to the earth. It may be that the network in the previous life was only invented for more than ten or twenty years to the level of development.

After a while, he probably registered his account and set up the corresponding identity information.

Since there is no such thing as surfing the Internet, he simply used his own name as his nickname.

Looking at the empty address book, he felt a little empty, so he simply lay down on the bed again, adjusted his position to avoid pressing the wound, and then closed his eyes.

"Speaking of which, we still need to go to the police station to find Chen Lai?"

…

"Guluulu~"

"Why haven't they come back yet..." He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling.

Because he had consumed a lot of food, he was already ravenous when he woke up. Now he couldn't fall asleep even after lying there for an hour, so he could only wait.

"Forget it, let's go out and get something to eat by ourselves!" He muttered before getting up and putting on his pants...

"I*!" He cursed immediately, looking at his half-dressed pants, his brain started to tremble.

"Hiss-hoo-hiss-hoo..." After taking a few deep breaths, Xia Lan sat down holding her aching chest with a ferocious look on her face.

"I earned it, I earned it, I earned it..." After repeating it a dozen times in a row, Xia Lan finally calmed down a little, and the pain in her chest finally subsided.

He felt that if he thought about this again, the blood vessels he had just sutured up would probably burst again.

"Click-" The door handle turned, and he was so frightened that he quickly put on his pants and looked at the people who came with a slight embarrassment. It was Ceylon and Hei.

As the doctor who personally cared for him, Ceylon naturally understood his condition very well, so he was not too surprised when he got up. As a iron-blooded killer, Hei didn't care much about his life or death.

Maybe... you care a little bit?

"Did you bring me food, my dear lady..." Xia Lan asked bitterly, looking at the delicate package in her hand.

Ceylon said apologetically: "Well...because I encountered something just now, I was a little slow. I only remembered to bring you food on the way back."

She handed the package in her hand to Xia Lan and said slightly unaccustomedly: "Please use it slowly."

Seeing her strange look, Xia Lan shook her head helplessly and said, "You don't have to be so... gentle to me. I'm more accustomed to your eldest lady-like demeanor."

Just as he predicted, she really asked unconsciously: "Is there...?"

"A little, but not much. Compared to that, you are still more gentle and down-to-earth." He could only say this tactfully.

With that said, he took the time to open the lunch box. Inside was a quite luxurious Japanese bento, which looked exactly like the one in the TV series.

"It doesn't look bad, so I won't be polite and let's start." Xia Lan said with a very happy expression.
To be continued...