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Chapter 37: Peeling Oranges

Professor Hailin looked at him blankly for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "What a sensible answer..."

"Ha~" Mu Zhong laughed and did not continue.

"Hmm..." Professor Hailin thought for a moment, then raised his left hand to the air, and a magic circle the size of a rice cooker appeared at his fingertips.

This is a directional space magic array.

A gray bag was teleported from the magic circle.

Professor Hailin reached out to catch the transferred item, "You don't have a magic pocket yet, do you?"

"No."

"This is the pocket I used when I was young. I'll give it to you."

Mu Zhong didn't want to accept it: "It's not too good, right?"

"Haha~ What? Do you want to reject the small gift from the elderly to express their love for the children?"

The other party had already said so, and it would be too pretentious for Mu Zhong to refuse further, "Ha~ thank you, Professor."



At the last moment of farewell, Professor Hailin said sincerely: "In terms of magic, your teacher is still a student. If you encounter problems that you don't understand in the future, and you feel that the Arctic Curator is not reliable, you might as well consider asking him at that time.

Ask me this old man."

Mu Zhong bowed slightly and said with gratitude: "I can do it. Thank you Professor Hailin for your guidance."

………

It was uneventful, and it was night in a blink of an eye.

Mu Zhong took the pot and fishing rod and walked down the hill.

Although he has a magic pocket, he is still used to carrying these things in his hands. Only when they have weight can they feel solid and feel at ease.

He was going to go fishing at the lake again to see if he could get a pot of fish soup tonight.

While passing through the forest, Mu Zhong suddenly thought: "Am I too lucky? I feel like I am being taken care of by many people..."

"Has it become unusual?"——suddenly sad.

Came to the place where we fished last time.

In the gentle lake breeze, a petite black-haired girl stood under the moonlight...

"Croya?"

Mu Zhong didn't expect to meet her here again, so he walked over and asked, "Why are you here?"

Croya said nothing, her golden beast eyes seemed to be able to see through the wooden clock.

However, in the end, I couldn't see through it.

"It's nothing." She didn't want to express too many emotions that she shouldn't express.

"..."

With a long breath, Mu Zhong lowered his head and let out a breath: "Okay... I did it."

He picked a good fishing spot, put down the iron pot, and slowly untied the fishing line.

Kroya had nothing to say, and Mu Zhong said alone: ​​"Kroya, your mood has fluctuated. Do you feel that something warm is budding in your heart?"

"..."

What responded to him was silence.

"It's always a good thing, right?"

Sacrifice 1 quarter coin, summon an onion, hang it on a fishhook, and throw it into the lake.

After placing the fishing rod in the wooden clock, he stood up from the ground. He took out an exquisite necklace from the magic pocket that fit inside the robe, and grabbed the chain rope. The pure white gem pendant was swinging in the air, illuminated by the moonlight.

Under the reflection, a milky white shimmer is scattered.

He showed a gentle smile and teased: "Do you need me to put it on for you?"

There are indeed similarities between the two people. At this moment, some words are silently understood by each other...

"No need." The voice was cold and had some strange emotions.

Croya grabbed the necklace and held it tightly in her hand. Underneath her seemingly innocent expression, there were gradually fluctuating complex emotions.

She didn't want to see this human being, so she turned around and took two steps. She felt stuffed in her heart, then turned back, her voice sounding a little grumpy: "You're so annoying."

After saying that, he left here immediately.

"Haha~"

Being called "annoying" by such a cute creature made the wooden clock inexplicably happy.

………

After Croya left, Mu Zhong kept on fishing, but his mind wandered to no one knows where.

——It seems like he is thinking about something, but also like he is running away from something.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, the wood floating on the water moved.

A fish is biting!

The dreamed moment finally arrived, and Mu Zhong's mind suddenly returned to reality. He pulled the fishing rod excitedly, and then fell down the slope under the influence of inertia.

is empty.

"???"

When I lifted the fishing line, the fishhook behind the wooden buoy was missing.

"Hey... the fish in this lake are too ferocious, they are not even picky about the hooks..."

Tonight I came back empty-handed again. I also lost my fishhook and was in a bad mood. I ended the day by boiling a few eggs to fill my stomach.



In the next few days, Mu Zhong spent his time fishing, reading and literacy, living the monotonous days just like a pastoral old man.

By the way, after Jiu Te, Anna also successfully fed Croya, and Lily Lance is eyeing her. It must be only a matter of time before she joins the feeding team.

"It feels like eating water tofu for a month, so bland..."

——Wake up one morning, Mu Zhong subconsciously picked up the "Universal Language Textbook" lying beside the bed, and then suddenly realized that he felt that this kind of life could no longer go on.

He threw the book aside in disgust: "No, I have to find something to do that can connect with people. I'll be bored here all the time. Sooner or later I won't get depressed."

After unleashing the 'teeth brushing technique' and 'personal cleaning technique' on himself, Mu Zhong took out the mirror and razor from the cabinet.

I looked in the mirror for a few minutes and asked, "Is my beard getting thicker and thicker? It feels like it's growing faster every day."

——The illusion is here.

Wooden Bell took out an iron water cup and put his palm towards the mouth of the cup: "Water molecules floating in the air, condense them~!"

Drinking Water Summoning Spell!

After summoning water, his hand released a pale white light - the art of boiling water.

When the water was boiled, Mu Zhong thought the water was too hot, so he added some more water.

"Huh~~"

He blew into the cup, sprinkled some salt into it, shook the cup, and finished the drink in one gulp.

Then he held the still warm water glass and spoke like an old man: "Magic is really powerful."

The next second, he revealed his true thoughts, his expression was extremely disgusting: "Tsk."

——Two hours later——

Mu Zhong wanted to find something to do to kill his boredom. The only places he could think of were the college store area and the towns outside, which were all places that could provide part-time jobs.

With his ordinary mind, he could only think of these two places, and the specific ones have not yet been determined. For this reason, he planned to discuss it with his little polar bear teacher.

Maybe the other party has a better way?

——With this idea in mind, he came to Library No. 7.

When the wooden clock entered the library, an upright-walking owl just walked out of it.

Two clusters of messy ear feathers, oversized eyes, thick, hairy and clawed legs...

——This is an orc owl.

Judging from the backpack it is carrying, this owl should be a college messenger or something.

After all, Mu Zhong was a man who had seen the world. He reluctantly looked back until the other person ran away.

The Arctic Curator was still in the hall, holding three letters in his hand, some thin and some thick.

"Teacher Beiji, who was that owl just now?" Mu Zhong was very interested in the owl that was running.

"The messenger family is dedicated to delivering letters." Director Arctic was struggling with his paws. It was strange that he was holding the letter with his paws like this...

"Is there a race that specializes in delivering letters?"

"Their clan is protected by the God of Owls, and basically no one in the Wu world will harm them. And because of various reasons, everyone in their clan is engaged in delivering letters. For specific details, you can go to the library and ask the administrator for a book. It is written in the book

It’s more detailed than what I said.”

"Eh……"

Even the God of Owls has come out. Is there really nothing wrong with the world?

——Supplement: The useless magic I learned last night——
Chapter completed!
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