On March 3, 2018, it was an early spring morning, and the air was still a little cold.

Tall skyscrapers, multi-lane driveways, and the noise of sidewalks are the main theme of the city.

On the side of the football field in Guihong District, in a two-story Western-style pavilion with more than 20 rooms, Xia Han had just gotten up.

The Western-style building was built in the Concession era, and Xia Han has lived here since he was a child, and the lively atmosphere of the city is shocking when he comes out of that small and quiet courtyard. The crowd of people next to the football stadium and the shouts coming from the window during the game are very nostalgic for this childhood.

When he came to the bathroom, Xia Han in the mirror was one meter eighty-five tall, handsome and deep eyes. As a sophomore in high school, although his grades are midstream, he loves to play basketball, and he likes to look like girls wherever he goes.

It's a pity that I can't socialize with them.

Because, I'm a magician.

This "world" is a world with very low mana density, and there are very few people with magical qualifications, so we are all lonely people hidden in the Muggle world.

In order to address the spillover threat everywhere, we mostly operate late at night, unless there is a sudden emergency. The chirping of the twilight cicadas has nothing to do with us. It is also recent that I am no longer lonely in the silence of the night and begin to feel calm.

Although I only have the Texturer level (which is a very low level anyway), I still have the most to be proud of, because.

My master is the most powerful magician in this country and even in this world.

This is me, Xia Han, the high-profile new star of the magic altar, the guardian of the future of the city, sanity, balance, and the king of the forest who measures the world with his own order.

He just brushed his teeth in the mirror with his chin up.

In fact, taking myself as an example, I do have a little bit of proud capital, although my qualifications are not good, but under the guidance of my master, I have developed the most suitable skills for myself.

With a little bit of detail perception, coupled with this one-trick method to defeat the enemy, he has solved more than a dozen tricky cases in a row, and has also been commended by the president of the Magic Association and has become one of the "Top Ten Outstanding Young Magicians in Chunshen City".

Everything makes Xia Han the most favored child of his parents.

Until my sister appeared.

Half a year ago, Xia Han and his half-sister Xia Qingyi met, and then his sister transferred to Shenwai High School with his brother.

But Xia Han was still frightened when he saw Qing Yi for the first time, because.

At a glance, you can see that at the age of sixteen, she is a cute mixed-race.

I didn't expect my dad to have this hand!

Her foreign name is Karin, but if she is called Qingyi, whether it is natural short brown hair, deep blue eyes, delicate little face, and the corners of her mouth are more oriental.

But the more annoying things are, the more clearly they can remember, after half a year of getting along, Xia Han really hates this sister.

Halfway through watching TV on the sofa, she always stood up and looked down at her brother from top to bottom.

"Since you are already my brother, you have to do your duty, go and pour me tea."

The younger sister, who wears an aristocratic cyan silk skirt all the year round, matches the family environment very well, in fact, considering her sister's Muggle status, it is better not to wear a high hat for her, because her grades are very poor.

When this little girl was scolded at school, she and her brother at home were completely different.

But now it must be stated.

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After brushing his teeth, Xia Han, who broke into his sister's room, couldn't bear it anymore, "I must make it clear, I'm not your servant, I won't send it again today's breakfast, if you need to take care of it, you can call it Yueji or Songluo." ”

"You!" My sister suddenly stood up from the table.

Wait, what's wrong, right? Shouldn't my sister be a creature who lies in bed early in the morning?

She was indeed tapping on the keyboard at her desk, "Why bother me!" Brother, don't you know that early morning is the time when inspiration is most active? ”

Is it? How do I feel that night is?

"Well...... Forget it," the somewhat annoyed sister turned around and lifted Erlang's legs, "What about me, although it's a bit bad for me to say this, but I'm very qualified to let my brother take care of me, in fact, my grades are very good, I was third in the grade in the liberal arts exam, and there are quite a lot of people chasing me, except for a few friends and no boyfriend, it's basically beautiful!" ”

It's embarrassing to say that the bias is serious, but what do you mean by your last sentence?

"Your Chinese should be corrected well, what books are you usually reading!" Xia Han subconsciously went out and looked left and right to see if the words just now were heard.

"Ah, brother, are you looking forward to me reading Erotische's books?" My sister suddenly crossed her arms, narrowed her eyes and smiled evilly.

Yo, you know very well, I'm sorry I'm a decent gentleman.

"Okay, Qingyi, breakfast is going to be cold, don't you plan to go out to bask in the sun today on the weekend?"

"Career is the most important thing."

How old are you, just have a career. Xia Han suddenly smiled.

It's not good to say that, but my sister is indeed a half-baked popular novelist, although she has written more than a dozen books, each of which has a lot of fans, but it is often interrupted, and there are too many readers who scold her on the Internet, and any book that comes out of the comment area is a threat to send blades.

In fact, her writing is not bad, but she doesn't have the patience to finish it, and every time she writes 150,000 or 60,000 words, she will be occupied by new inspiration, and then write a temporary postscript, and she can't wait to devote herself to the next book.

She didn't say anything about the speed of her codeword, and she could hear the snapping of the red keyboard I bought for her morning and night.

"Your endurance is a fatal flaw, and you're embarrassed to say such things as career, you otaku."

"Long-winded, you nosy fellow!"

My sister threw a pillow over.

What a strange woman, but her early morning mood was indeed disturbed by me. Xia Han decided to comfort his sister before leaving, so he said, "Okay, what have you been writing these two days?" ”

"I Really Became a Slime."

Slime, that is, the common low-level ooze monsters. But......

"Why do you want to add the word "real?"

"Because novels are fake, brother, are you stupid?"

"Do you mean an emphasis on authenticity?"

A cold smile suddenly appeared on my sister's face, a sadistic smile, "Yes, brother." ”

Regardless of whether you are real or fake, you street goods, I still have a mission.

After laughing at his sister like this, Xia Han left the mansion.

Then again.

This morning, Master gave me the task of going to the Lotus District in the south of the city to investigate a collapsed residential building with more than 30 floors.

It has been cordoned off by the police, but there are many suspicions.

The biggest suspicion is that the building did not fall vertically, but as if it had been bulldozed.

Because the new building was still under renovation, there were no dead and many people were seriously injured, but fortunately they fell on an open field and did not let the other buildings fall like dominoes.

What's more, traces of black magic were left on the scene.

After getting off the subway an hour later, Xia Han climbed over the barrier and came to the root of the broken building, where two police officers were waiting, and they found that there was a large gap about dozens of meters long under the cracked ground, and the steel bars of different thicknesses were all broken, and the gap led directly to the basement, because the monitoring instruments worn by the police showed that the black magic aura below was very strong, so they waited for the magic envoy to arrive before preparing to act.

The cute nosy Xia Han was the first to arrive, and in the name of the master, he asked the police to let him go in and investigate alone. Hearing the name of his master, the police really did the same.

After jumping off the gap, in the darkness, Xia Han stretched out his hand and waved a flame and observed it carefully.

There really wasn't anything in this dusty space, but there was no doubt that the cracks of several load-bearing pillars were here, and the gaps were imprinted with black spots of light and mud that had been corroded by the Black Magic Source.

A purple speck of light appeared in the gap in one of the load-bearing columns, and intuitively judged that it was probably the truth of the accident.

I vaguely felt the presence of the enemy's breath, but I couldn't say how I felt it.

Wrapped in darkness, Xia Han, who was a little scared, moistened his throat, and found that there was less breakfast and tea, but there was no vending machine in the basement, and the supermarket was even more impossible.

It's okay to jump up and ask the police for a bottle of mineral water, but they can't find out that I'm scared.

"Do you have a flashlight?" He walked under the gap and said to the police.

But the police suddenly showed a panicked face and drew a gun at Xia Han.

"Hey, what are you doing?" He shouted in dissatisfaction, only to find that he could not lift his hand.

The muddy body slowly slumped, and even the head felt like it was sliding, and many soft and moist phantom limbs seemed to be born under the feet, covering the ground evenly.

He was dumbfounded as he stared at the red mass of glass shards beside him.

I literally became a slime.