Chapter 8: Is This Magic?

I tried my best and finally made it to the 36th floor.

At this moment, the sweat has completely soaked through my clothes, and I feel that I can wring out the water when I take it off.

At this moment, the door next to it suddenly opened, and an old lady stepped out of it.

Seeing me soaking wet, she muttered a little puzzled, "Look at this child, why don't you know how to hold an umbrella when it's raining?" But I'm glad I got to see the kid......"

After saying that, she pressed the elevator button, then turned around and went back to get an umbrella, and walked in front of me with a kind face.

Then he turned a corner...... I took the elevator straight downstairs.

I really want to cry without tears.

Now I don't feel the presence of my legs, and I rely entirely on my brain to repeat the movement of my legs mechanically.

The last floor is also entirely due to my iron will, as well as my more than 300 years of experience as a vegetable market vendor, wedding celebrant, and space mercenary, plus the scene where I competed for the Nobel Prize with Ultraman after saving the earth last year......

Oh no, no, no, I'm hallucinating.

I don't know how many more steps I climbed, but when I looked up and saw the sign on the 37th floor, I instantly fell to my knees with all my strength.

A figure appeared in front of me, dressed in a white and immaculate shawl, and his body was shrouded in a faint holy light.

, is this the legendary angel? Could it be that I climbed the stairs and died suddenly, and I saw the angel directly?

"Hello everyone, I am Xia Shuo, a reporter from the Liling City News Channel, after the child who was struck by lightning was discharged from the hospital yesterday, he died suddenly due to too much excitement after challenging to climb 37 floors on foot, please ...... you silently."

No, I'm going to be a laughing stock if I die like this. I grabbed the hand of the angel in front of me, looked at her pitifully, and said:

"Lord Angel, can you save me? Just give me a few more days......"

No, why does this plot feel familiar?

"Drink this, and you'll be fine."

I subconsciously took the glass bottle handed by the angel, looked at the strange liquid inside, and was about to ask something.

Suddenly, the voice-activated lights in the corridor went out, and the holy light around the angel disappeared all at once, revealing a familiar smiling face under the veil.

Feeling my somewhat abnormal gaze, the little girl also realized that she was exposed, and said with some disdain:

"Cut, I didn't expect you to be a male creature with such poor physical strength, and sure enough, humans are too weak."

"Grandma's legged, it's you again! You're ......."

I excitedly tried to stand up and teach her a lesson, but I couldn't get up due to exhaustion.

"What are you doing? I'm kind enough to help you recover your strength, are you going to beat me? ”

"Regain your strength? Could it be a sports drink? ”

Looking at the unknown liquid in my hand, I was a little scared. This little girl of unknown origin is too capable to do anything.

"Hey, you're ink!" She got a little impatient, grabbed the glass bottle, grabbed her neck and poured the contents into my mouth.

"Tons and tons of ......"

"Hey! What are you going to do?" Forced to drink an unknown liquid, I screamed to complain of my displeasure.

"Huh? How is this sweet and sour taste somewhat familiar? Did you mix up the Lei Bi, Pulse Robbery, Fruit Grain, and Tea Yuan sold in the supermarket downstairs? He lied to me that it was a medicine to restore his strength, I believe you are a ghost! ”

"Do you suspect it's not a stamina medicine? So you can see if you can stand up now? ”

Although I was a little skeptical, I tried to stand up slowly...... woc? I've got the strength!

Is there really a medicine in the world that instantly restores physical strength? Could it be the ancestral secret recipe of this little girl's family?

I seem to have found a business opportunity, such a little kid, I can directly fool her to hand over the formula, and then mass-produce physical strength medicine, and make him a lot of money!

I grabbed her hand and said excitedly, "Hurry up, give me another ten catties of such a miracle medicine!" ”

"Although I don't know what you're talking about, let me tell you, there is only this bottle of physical strength medicine, there is no more!" The little girl pursed her lips, pointed to the security door in front of her and said, "This is your house, open the door quickly!" ”

With some regret, I took out the key, inserted it into the lock hole, and turned it slightly.

Well? There is no response, could it be that I have reversed?

Thinking about it, I twisted to the left again, but the door still didn't respond at all.

It's weird.,My security door is indeed open to the right? I used a little more force, and I almost screwed the key and the door still didn't open.

Broken, this can't be someone else's door, right? As if something suddenly came to mind, I quickly glanced up at the house number.

In the first two days, I heard on the news that a man had gone home from a big drink and walked to the wrong floor, and he didn't open the door for a long time. The owner and his wife were running errands on the sofa, and before they could even put on their clothes, they kicked the door open.

Then the man was taken to the detention center.

However, when I saw the eye-catching "3701" on the door number, I finally put my mind at ease.

Ha ha! I just said, with my current intelligence, how can I remember the wrong house number?

Something is wrong, since I don't even have to worry about being called to tea, then why can't I even open the door of my own house!?

I'm squatting in front of my house and shutting myself up, what can I do without the key, I won't go into a wandering life from now on......

I'm good at sprinting, but I can only rank in the top few of my grade, so I don't have any eggs! Besides, when I went up the stairs just now, I was overtaken by this little kid, and the athletes didn't have to think about it.

I'm good at cooking, but at my cooking speed, I guess I'll be complained about by customers and go out of business. No, maybe not to be complained about, because by the time I was ready, the guests were starving.

Oh, that's right! I can also write novels! emmm…… Sure enough, forget it, I haven't updated it for more than a month, and the editor has been chasing me and asking me if I'm a eunuch.

If I really rely on this, I guess I'll starve to death sooner than the customers at the restaurant I opened above.

"Wait, I almost forgot, I seem to have made a magic barrier on your door, planning to threaten you when you don't agree to me staying."

As she spoke, the little girl's palm was lightly raised, and the buttons around her neck emitted a dazzling light, and strings of incantations emerged from it, accompanied by a little streamer lingering on her fingertips, and gradually became orderly in the whirlpool, and finally arranged into a mirror-like magic circle.

The light reflected the entire corridor as if it were day, and the little girl only waved her hand, and the cracks spread rapidly from the center of the circle like a spider web, and instantly crawled all over the mirror.

"Smack-"

Finally, with a crisp sound, the circle suddenly burst open, and the security door of my house seemed to be completely unlocked, and it was thrown backwards and flew out......

Fooled, is this magic?