Although I wanted to find something to do, it was getting dark now, so there were not many options left for the wooden clock.

He thought of the 'Stinky Tofu Flower' in the open space, "It's a pretty flower, but the smell is a bit unpleasant. Well... transplant it somewhere else."

But it was getting late today, so Mu Zhong decided to go out and find a suitable land first, and then officially transplant it tomorrow.

…

As soon as he walked down the hill, he caught a glimpse of a good place from the corner of his eye.

"..."

He originally wanted to take a walk in the woods, but this discovery immediately changed his mind.

"Forget it, let's go fishing."

——Lakeside——

Wooden Bell walked to the lake and found that there were still "light cannons" of various colors running rampant on the lake - they should have stopped at this time in the past.

"Just think of it as watching fireworks, and maybe you can drive the fish towards me..."

He muttered as he took out the fishing rod.

This fishing rod was made in Roby Town. It looks like a piece of wood tied with a thread. It is simple and crude and has never had any military exploits.

"Grape Summoning Technique."

In a flash of white light, a bunch of green grapes appeared on his hand. He picked one and hung it on the fishhook, then threw it on the lake - fishing by letting nature take its course.

Pick another one yourself and taste it: "Sour and sweet, the skin is so thick..."

A little better than sour grapes.

…

After fishing for more than three hours, there was no movement from the float, and the wooden clock didn't care either. His attention was focused on the "fireworks" flying across the lake.

Different from his previous envy, he now only thinks that these bombardment magics are quite beautiful.

Suddenly, red, blue and white lights overflowed from his robe.

"Um?"

Mu Zhong opened his robe and looked at the glowing Origin pocket watch until it stopped glowing.

The tone was a little flat: "Is this a promotion?"

Most foreigners who have just arrived lack the basic local concepts, such as this "rank". The "rank improvement" that most people in the world dream of, in the eyes of the outsider Mu Zhong, is like a matchbox turning into a lighter.

.

——It’s a good thing, but it’s far from enough to make him ‘ecstatic’.

This is probably the so-called "full man doesn't know that hungry man is hungry".

…

The sudden promotion made Mu Zhong remember one thing: he hadn't tried the super powerful magic 'Magic Dispelling' yet.

"Green Lemon Summoning Technique."

First summon a magic green lemon made of magic power, and then cast the magic 'Magic Dispel' on it.

The form of 'magic dispersion' is magic light, which can be scattered into a sheet or concentrated into a beam, and the intensity of the effect can be adjusted appropriately.

Magical light overflowed from his fingertips, forming a light spot the size of a grain of rice in front of his finger.

Mu Zhong tried to point at the green lemon on his other hand so that the light spot could hit it accurately. However, almost at the same time, he felt that he had already aimed at the green lemon.

"strangeness……"

"This feeling is like turning on the self-aim."

In order to verify this feeling, he placed the magic green lemon in a distance, and followed his feeling to stimulate the 'light spots'.

Bo!

——The light spot hit the target accurately, and in the next moment, the magic of 'Magic Green Lemon' collapsed into a magic light spot and dissipated.

Mu Zhong frowned slightly and looked at his right hand: "This is the feeling of magic..."

It's not that this magic has its own 'self-aiming function', it's that his perception of 'magic' and 'magic' is getting clearer and clearer.

I feel it, and then I aim naturally.

"Is my sensitivity to magic power related to my rank?"

…

This 'clarity' was still improving, and Mu Zhong adapted silently for a while. Only after his perception of magic and the world stabilized did he make new moves.

Looking at the brand-new vision, he sighed inexplicably: "I always feel that the higher the rank, the further away from human beings..."

——It’s a very ethereal feeling.

Then, he continued to experiment with the 'magic dispersion' effect.

‘Magic lime’, ‘magic light bulb’, ‘magic rice cooker’, ‘the art of boiling water’...

Without exception, these magics composed of magic power are all easily dispelled by the magic 'Magic Dispel'.

However, this magic has no effect on eggs, tomatoes, lemons, etc. that are physical summoned objects.

…

"'Magic Dispelling' is really magic dispelling."

After the test was completed, Mu Zhong looked at the light cannon on the lake and gradually fell into deep thought: If 'magic dispersion' is also effective against these magics...

——This is basically certain.

'Magic dispersion' is a level two magic, and the bombardment magic in front of me is all level one, so there is no reason why it can't dispel them.

"Ah……"

After more than two weeks, Mu Zhong finally felt a little happy again: "...It's finally a bit happy. At least I have the qualification to look at people with my chin..."

………

Time gradually passed, and Mu Zhong wanted to go back to sleep. He pulled back the fishing hook and found that the hook was still there, but the grapes were gone.

"..."

"I just said why the float hasn't moved for a long time. It turns out that the bait has fallen off." - Let's just treat it like this.

--the next day--

Mu Zhong took out a small shovel, and just as he was about to dig out the 'stinky tofu flower', he suddenly remembered that today was Monday.

In the college, we have to go to class for class meetings every Sunday.

Although he has been idle for more than three months...

But... now that I think about it, shouldn’t I listen to it?

But when he thought that his face would be exposed to the public, Mu Zhong felt anxious in his heart.

With a dark face, he threw the small shovel on the ground: "It's so annoying!"

Sooner or later, the ugly daughter-in-law must meet her parents-in-law - that's probably what it means. His wooden clock has become like this, and he probably won't change back in the future. So it's better to go out to meet people early, so as not to hide in the wooden house alone all day

Feeling frightened.

He smacked his lips unwillingly: "Tsk."

He lowered his body, picked up the small wooden shovel, and then silently headed to the meow class.

………

On the way to class, perhaps because of his 'temperament', the wooden clock not only attracted the attention of some fellow humans, but also attracted the attention of extrahuman beings.

A few of them spoke loudly, and the wooden clock heard them.

"When did you have this kind of person in your life? It feels so dangerous."

"He has a human breath about him, he is human."

"Human? I am a human too. He looks to be in his twenties at most, but the sense of oppression he gives me must be at least level three."

"I don't know... maybe he is a demi-human in human form."

"Then you have to be at level three."

…

After hearing some words about himself, Mu Zhong became interested in a word that appeared in them, "Oppression?"

This word should be similar to the "rank oppression" that appears in many fantasy works, where upper-level species will naturally suppress lower-level species.

'I don't feel like oppressing others at all... This thing can't be passive, right?'

——Thinking about this, Mu Zhong didn’t notice anyone in front of him for a moment, and then he collided with the person in front of him who was also walking absentmindedly.
Chapter completed!