Mu Zhong stared blankly at the 'garbage' piled up in front of him like a hill, and asked in confusion: "Are these...all given to me?"

"Ling~Ling~" the wind elf flew in a circle happily, and seemed to like him very much...

"Why?"

"Ling~Ling~"

"...Is it because you are fascinated by my beauty?" - Unrealistic.

"Ling~Ling~"

…

No matter what he asked, the sylph only made a cheerful "ringing" sound.

Unable to refuse, Mu Zhong had no choice but to accept these 'gifts'.

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to play with you. I have to go."

After staying for a while, Mu Zhong made up his mind and stepped into the "stabilizer".

The wind elf could not enter inside. It rang a few missing "bells" outside, and its figure slowly dissipated in the air...

As soon as he entered the hall inside the 'Stabilizer', Mu Zhong saw Professor Chris and two other people pointing around an unknown black cloth, not knowing what they were doing.

Chris stared at the black cloth and said, "Are you ready to return?"

"?"

Mu Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the other party was talking to him, "Yes."

"You guys wait a moment, I'll send someone back first."

Chris left the spot and led the wooden clock to the teleportation array. Seeing a 'curious' look on the other person's face, he smiled and explained: "That piece of black cloth is called 'Padami's canvas'.

It can be used as a curse prop or to predict the misfortune of others."

The wooden clock was not interested in the piece of cloth. He couldn't comment, so he asked another question: "Is it dangerous?"

"It's quite dangerous to use for curses."

"Curse..."

Chris seemed to feel something, and he asked a strange question: "Do you know which type of people are most targeted by curse magic?"

"have no idea."

"They are ordinary people."

Mu Zhong looked stunned: "What?"

"Most of the curse magic is a continuous spell, and magicians can spend some time to break it, but..." Chris laughed and said nothing, and he did not say the next words.

If an ordinary person is cursed, they may not even notice it. Even if they find it, what can they do?

"..."

After feeling uncomfortable for a while, Mu Zhong sighed: "Professor Chris."

"Um?"

"I hate things related to fate."

"Haha~" Chris smiled bitterly, "I'll send you away."

"goodbye."

"goodbye."

——Robytown——

As soon as Mu Zhong regained his vision, he saw Mayor Lajia looking at him eagerly.

He felt dark in his heart, this man...maybe the only one who really cares about Master Pule...

The next step is to complete the process of 'transaction'. Mu Zhong hands over the 'Magic Simulation Doll' and the Source Card to the other party, and collects his share of the reward...

The wooden clock held a stack of engraved coins. This was his reward, a total of 10,000 engraved coins.

He had money in his hand, but he looked a little uneasy.

——He was hesitating whether to tell what he heard from Ms. Kevin.

Raja Prent felt his struggle, "Do you have something to say?"

Mu Zhong glanced at the other party and thought to himself, if he were the mayor of Lajia, would he be willing to hear those things?

"I heard a rumor related to Master Pulei from others. It happened when I was a student." - The result was that he wanted to know.

"Tell me something."

"Master Pulei once had a dispute with a prince of the Wein Empire over a member of the opposite sex."

"Well...there is indeed such a thing." When it came to the past, Laga Prent felt a little dazed, "A trash prince wanted to harm a commoner girl who spoke out, but Pule successfully stopped it. This is true.

It's not a rumor."

"That's not the rumor I'm talking about. After Master Pule left the academy, there were rumors that the prince secretly took revenge on him."

"Private revenge?" Raja Prent looked at the wooden clock strangely. If it were someone else who said these words, he might not even listen to them, and he would immediately turn around and leave.

But it was Mu Zhong, a promising magic student who helped him.

Private revenge...

Raja Prent tried his best to add appropriate reasons for this sentence. The more he thought about it, the deeper his frown became.

Some very bad memories started to piece together in a worse direction...

He clenched his right fist and kept tapping his upper lip, "When that incident happened, we were only five years old... The rumors are false, right? How can we take revenge after we leave?"

As he was talking, he suddenly looked ferocious: "Damn it!"

That trash had left the academy once when they were fifth years old, and he did take revenge by cursing Pule's mother!

Raja Prent gritted his teeth bitterly. He suppressed the anger and pain in his heart and continued: "That's when Pule's mother started to get sick, bastard! bastard! bastard!"

Pulling his hair with both hands, he looked crazy, and kept lifting the stone wall: "Why can we connect one piece!? Ah!!! Why! Why can everything be connected!"

Ms. Lisa's strange illness, Pule's abnormal attitude since then, all have reasonable explanations at this moment.

………

Mu Zhong stood with him for more than half an hour. It was not until the other party calmed down that he said goodbye and left.

After walking out of the center of the town, he looked at the scenery in the distance and suddenly felt heartbroken: "Master Pui...should know..."

"well……"

"What can I do if I know..."

"The more I think about it, the more desperate I become."

………

It was still early, so Mu Zhong did not go back, but changed his route to Duolpo.

With the arrival of autumn, the rabbits in Duoerpo have become significantly more active in the "wind, flower, snow and moon" - this is after a great harvest by humans.

"Crazy Rabbit."

Mu Zhong was not interested in observing the specific process. In order to change his mood, he sat down with his back against the big tree and sorted the items he got from the wind elf one by one...

Cute plush doll, white portable mirror, bra, glass, strange stones × 10······

——These are worthless.

Various gemstones, silver necklaces, gold pendants, exquisite small ornaments...

--valuable.

According to the standard of value or not, the wooden clock has roughly classified most items.

"Hmm..." The rest is a bit hard to grasp.

A pair of sunglasses with an earthy and strange shape, a magic wand, a rope about two meters long, and two crystals engraved with the original rune symbols.

——These are magical props.

"Although I can vaguely see the existence of magic power now...but when it comes to the use of magic power, I seem to be unable to control any magic power..."

Most magic props need to be activated by magic power, so...these things in front of you are almost useless to the wooden clock.

Bored, he picked up his sunglasses and looked through the lenses at the sight of the sunglasses.

Slowly moving upward from the grass in front, then the blue sky and white clouds, and then the yellowing tree crown above the head.

"Huh?" Are the branches above your head too bright?

The wooden clock took off his sunglasses and saw with the naked eye that the brightness of the tree crown returned to normal.

"Has the dark shadow become lighter?"
Chapter completed!