After returning to the safety barrier, Lin Changqing had no intention of going out. This bleeding night in Bocheng was also quietly spent as time passed.

At dawn, the clouds and mist were pushed away by the rising sun, and the clean sunshine fell on the already devastated Bocheng.

Lin Changqing half leaned on a wall, squinted his eyes and looked towards the direction where the sun shone.

There is a snow-white sky eagle bathed in the sun. This is reinforcement, and the reinforcement sent from it.

A large group of sky eagles, which means that each sky eagle has an intermediate magician!

Judging from the posture of these group of sky eagles flying in, the above must be quite indignant, otherwise how could such a super elite sky eagle mage unit be mobilized?

The Sky Eagle Mage Legion quickly flew over Bocheng and landed on the lookout platform of Bocheng.

When you see the majestic white eagles falling down and the aura emitted by the military mages, you can know that this Bocheng has finally been defended.

...

The purpose of the Sky Eagle Mage is very simple, which is to hunt down the ghost trees wandering in the city and support the Killing Sky outside the city.

With the addition of the Sky Eagle Mage Group, Zhan Kong finally made a free move and personally took action to kill a Winged Wolf.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, another winged wolf siege roared and led the remaining one-eyed demon wolf to escape in a panic. Bocheng finally calmed down again.

However, Bocheng is beyond recognition at this moment.

There are destroyed buildings everywhere, and there are messes everywhere. The broken corpses on the street seem to be silently telling what happened in Bocheng...

This Bocheng is no longer the same as the Bocheng. That heavy rain left a shadow on too many people. Many survivors could not fall asleep every late at night afterwards...

The whole city has been soaked in gray and white. Too many people have lost their relatives and too many people have sacrificed themselves. Even if this city still stands, it is no different from being dead.

...

"Oh, everyone is gone. Changqing, do you think we want to leave?" The old principal sat in the room, smoking a cigarette and seemed a little melancholy.

Some of his old friends also appeared on the death list, and Bocheng has now been completely taken over by the military.

"Let's go, there's no one in Bocheng anymore, so it's meaningless for us to stay here." Lin Chang said.

"Old man, I have lived in Bocheng all my life. Alas, I really can't bear to leave this home." The old principal also understood this truth. The Bocheng disaster left an indelible memory for those who are still alive in Bocheng. If you continue to live here, it will only make yourself more painful...

"Changqing, don't you have a special letter from the Mingzhu Academy in your hand? Then let's go to the Mocheng City. Sorry, the coming-of-age gift promised to you cannot be handled for the time being." The old principal extinguished the cigarette butt and patted Lin Changqing on the shoulder.

"Hey, it's okay, life is the best. By the way, old man, where will we live in the Demon City?" When it comes to the Demon City, Lin Changqing's first thought was the housing prices there, which can be said to be a real inch of land.

Now I have more than one million in savings. In a relatively good location in Magic City, I can buy a floor-sized place in the toilet.

Of this million, Qifeng was 700,000, and the remaining 300,000 was his reward for completing the tasks in the Hunter Alliance. Bocheng is a small city, and there are basically no tasks with too high bounty.

Since awakening the Thunder System, Lin Changqing has relied on self-sufficiency in practicing magic and does not need any magic resources to support it.

I don’t care much about money anymore. I also do tasks in the Hunter Alliance very Buddhists. When I remember it, I will do two things, fishing for a day and accompanying the summer for six days...

"Oh, if I had known that I would have sold my house, I could have sold it for more than three million yuan. With my savings, I would have borrowed some money. I might be able to buy a house in the suburbs of the Magic City. But I heard that there is a resettlement community in our Bocheng in Shanghai. We don't have to worry about where we live, but I just don't know what the environment is..."

Lin Changqing didn't have much expectations for the environmental conditions in the resettlement community mentioned by the old principal. After all, that's Shanghai in the Magic City... Can you really give you a whole serious community? It would be nice to give you a place to live.

......

When she heard Lin Changqing was planning to go to the Demon City, Xinxia quickly responded, and the family also decided to go to the Demon City together.

After leaving, the group quickly packed their luggage... In fact, it was just some simple changes to laundry.

Now Bocheng has been taken away by the military, and I don’t know what Bocheng will look like if I come back later.

I took a bus to Xiamen Island, the closest to Bocheng, and then took a high-speed train from Xiamen to Shanghai, the Magic City...

......

"That's right, what if a demon runs out of the high-speed train line?" Mo Fan couldn't help but have such a question in his mind.

"Easy high-speed train lines belong to the security zone and are protected by barriers." Lin Changqing opposite explained.

"Brother Qing, this is our first time traveling far away." Mo Fan touched the bridge of his nose and said awkwardly.

"Mo Fan, you have come here through time, and you don't know all these common sense." Lin Changqing quipped.

"Yes, I come from a scientific world. Schools there will not learn these boring magic, but very interesting scientific theories. They use science to explain all phenomena. No matter where we are like here, magic is superstitious, okay?" Mo Fan said righteously.

"Haha, by chance, Mo Fan, I also traveled through that world. But what we value is that only by using magic can we defeat magic."

"Tsk, Brother Qing is not from the same place. What we value is to use technology to defeat technology."

Xinxia was stunned when she saw the two of them talking so seriously.

"What are you talking nonsense? Without those great men's exploration of magic, how can you have your home appliances, computers, and transportation now?

Not to mention the giant motorcycle that uses lightning-driven magic diagrams to achieve, they do not know how to respect history and ancestors at all!" said an old man with black hair and black beard not far from Mo Fan.

After hearing this, Mo Fan was in a mess. What he said was the truth, Brother Qing was just talking nonsense!

"Old sir, sorry, Mo Fan likes to talk nonsense, don't take it to heart. Is the old sir also going to Shanghai?" Lin Changqing quickly stopped this topic.

"Yes, I finished the seminar in Xiamen and returned to Shanghai."

"I heard your tone, could you be an old professor?" Mo Jiaxing, who was next to the old man, suddenly asked.

The old man touched his beard, and there was a smile on his eyes and said, "Professor of History of Mingzhu University."

When Mo Jiaxing heard this, he immediately felt a little more respectful on his face.

Mo Fan also looked at the old man with black beard in surprise and began to think in his mind.

Mingzhu Academy, as a magic university in the magic capital, is the dominant one. It can be said to be the magic university that all magicians dream of.

If there was no Bocheng disaster, he would have to apply for Mingzhu University.

At present, the entire Bocheng resettlement population is already a huge project, and the candidates who are about to take the college entrance examination in Bocheng's senior high school entrance examination will be arranged to study in other universities for another year, and then join the magic college entrance examination in the next year.

Magic High School is useless for someone like Mo Fan who has reached the intermediate level of magicians. Now Mo Fan just wants to enter the magic university.

Thinking of this, Mo Fan asked on his own initiative.

"This old man, is there any special tricks in Mingzhu Academy?"

"Special moves? Unless they have a very outstanding performance in a certain magic field, there is basically no concept of special moves with the vision of Mingzhu Academy."

The old professor looked up and down, looking at Mo Fan as he couldn't be more ordinary, and asked.

"Boy, do you want to enter Mingzhu Academy?"

"The original plan was to take the exam there." Mo Fan nodded.

"Then you just pass the college entrance examination next year. Don't think about the special recruitment. The Mingzhu Academy brings together the most outstanding and promising students from all over the country. It is quite special to be able to stand out among the tens of millions of candidates." said the old professor.

"Where is it or not?" Mo Fan asked very directly.

"Yes, of course, there are, but I don't think that is something that can be done by normal people." The old professor's eyes were full of contempt...

Seeing that the old professor was not thinking about talking more, Mo Fan could only retract his head in a depressed manner.

"Special trick? Can you go directly to Mingzhu Academy if you have this thing?" The old principal sitting opposite the old professor took out a letter from his arms and handed it to the old professor. It was the Mingzhu Academy special trick that Zhan Kong gave to Lin Changqing at that time.

"Hey, it's true. A first-level mage fights a middle-level mage for one minute and is undefeated? It's also very evil! By the way, who is Lin Changqing?" The old professor looked at the old principal with a surprised look.

The old principal pointed to Lin Changqing and smiled at her face. It seemed that my Da Changqing was still very good. After all, Mo Fan, who was born with a dual-department, did not receive such treatment.

This cannot be blamed on Zhan Kong. After all, before Mo Fan exposed his dual-system, the best student in Bocheng was Lin Changqing.

In addition, Lin Changqing was not defeated for a minute in the hands of the intermediate mage, so he was also at the level of a demon.

That's why Zhan Kong gave Lin Changqing. If he was given another chance, he would probably give Mo Fan. After all, he was born with a dual system.

"He can join the Mingzhu Academy through this special letter." The old professor nodded.

......

The suburbs of Shanghai, a very suburb...

Anyway, Lin Changqing has heard some people say that it only takes 20 minutes to get to Shanghai downtown and arrive at the subway station. You can see the subway in the next one and a half hours...

According to the address given by Bocheng, Lin Changqing and his group finally found the resettlement area.

There were about a thousand people who were placed here together, and they just filled a community.

The community is very simple and comfortable from the outside, but in fact it is just like that inside.

The distance between floors is quite short, and living inside is like living in a slightly larger box, which is quite depressing.

Lin Changqing had just stepped into the house with his left foot. Seeing the situation inside, he no longer had the desire to stay and retreated directly.

Come on, just evacuate. If you live in this place, you will not be depressed after a long time?

Especially since the old principal is old, he is not convenient for his heart and legs. He doesn't want his relatives to suffer this grievance.

Besides, he still has more than 1 million yuan in his hands. Can’t afford to buy a house, but can’t afford to rent it?

You must buy a house, so you can’t always rent a house.

Tens of millions? Several hundred millions? It seems a bit stressful to him...

And what way to make money quickly?

There is no doubt that I went to the Hunter Alliance to take on the task of hunting demons, and the reward for completing the task is very generous.
To be continued...