"Nine Yin True Scripture ???"

Isn't that the name of a martial arts novel classic?

Wayne pondered for a long time, his face dazed.

Pan Yi next to him was stunned for two seconds, then after recovering his taste, he patted Pai Wang's shoulder on the keyboard, and his face was full of admiration: "Lao Wang, really, you are a fucking talent, and if you are a complainer, the little brother has to obey you if he doesn't help him!" ”

"Ahem, sit down and sit down, these are all basic operations." Wang Keyboard coughed twice and waved his hand with a self-conscious expression.

"Tut-tut, say you're fat and gasping!" Pan Yi smashed his mouth, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then let me ask you again, nine men and one woman, how to describe this kind of scene in four words?" ”

"Hmm...... This is easy, too! ”

After Lao Wang pondered for a while, he smiled reservedly: "Tongue battle group Confucian?!" ”

"it...... Same as Jiuyi, you He Xiu? ”

“……”

Wayne sat on the side in confusion, watching the two of them smile lewdly at each other, and while saying something they didn't understand, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"Sure enough, I'm still not perverted enough...... Phew, it's not good enough, that's why I can't happily fit in with them......"

Ignore the two friends who are discussing the philosophy of the occult.

Wayne turned his head and continued watching his instructional video.

As for the classmate who said that nine women and one man died, they didn't know each other because they were not relatives, so they stayed in their brains for a while as a temporary talking point, and they were not taken to heart by Wayne at all.

……

22：30。

Wang Keyboard knelt in the ranking for three games in a row, and after standing a sentence to win a handful and go to bed, he continued to kneel six times in a row and fell to silver, and finally couldn't hold it anymore and climbed into bed and snored slightly.

Pan Yi, a loving dog, also closed his eyes drowsily after more than two hours of video with his female ticket.

Everything was in order, and Wayne was lying on the bed, listening to the wind whirring outside the window, his eyes bright.

He's waiting,

Wait for the magic that came out of nowhere at 24 o'clock yesterday.

"Phew, the time period for the emergence of magic on this side of the earth should be 24 hours, but maybe yesterday just happened to coincide with the day when the magic appeared, if there is no magic tonight, but every few days, or a week and a half months, then things will be a little troublesome......"

As the minutes passed, Wayne lay on the bed and diverged his thoughts, and slowly, he felt his eyelids sink more and more.

Today, all day, Wayne watched videos, flipped through books, took notes, and reasoned in his mind about the specific application of earth knowledge to magic, and his brain had been working at a high and light level, and he had hardly rested.

Coupled with the excessively strong mental power, it has a serious load on the body on this side of the earth.

At this time, although Wayne was not mentally sleepy, his body was very honest and began to weaken and go on strike.

24:00.

In the silence of the night, the sound of the mechanical alarm clock hands of the king keyboard clicking and moving can be heard clearly.

Wayne snapped open his eyes, his face filled with irrepressible joy.

"That's right, at 24 o'clock, that magic is here again."

Close your eyes, empty your mind, and quickly enter a meditative state.

Wayne sensed the thin magic around him and quickly captured it into his mental space.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, Wayne always feels that today's magic seems to be a little more than yesterday.

The magic stored in the mental space of the apprentice wizard in the body, except for some gifted people, can store up to 180 to 200 scales.

Yesterday, after Wayne finished his meditation, he absorbed about 46 scales of mana, and today it is 54 scales.

However, the difference between the two numbers is not very big, and Wayne has no time to think about it, and continues to maintain a meditative state, and his mental power touches the half-illusory and half-real golden dot.

In the next second, the 10-scale magic disappeared in an instant.

It's still like a strong man has a stick on the back of his head.

Wayne bared his teeth and opened his eyes, and in front of him was a familiar underground chamber.

"Shhh...... This feeling is much more painful than the first time! ”

Wayne shook his aching head and went to the living room to see the time of the bulky table clock.

6:14 quarter of an hour.

"Converted to Earth time, Pandora is now more than 12 o'clock at noon, and the last time I came back was after 8 o'clock in the morning, and after a day on Earth, Pandora has been 4 hours.

It seems that my last speculation was correct, that the speed of time flow in Pandora and Earth is that whenever my consciousness is in one world, the speed of time in another world is steadily slowed down by a factor of 6. ”

Identifying the time flow rate on both sides, Wayne put aside a piece of his mind and returned to the underground chamber, spending a moment cleaning up the broken instruments and debris caused by the explosion of the previous experiment.

"Whew...... These experimental instruments will cost a great deal of gold pounds, and Mr. Paul will probably have to nag again..."

Wayne sat on the edge of the ancestral XXXL stone platform, muttered a few words to himself in some pain, and then took out a wooden box from the cabinet next to him.

When it was opened, the box was stuffed with anti-collision light-fledged grass, and in the center was a bottle of pink potion that shimmered with a shimmering star.

Watching this bottle explode inexplicably in the production stage, it led to the [come, find me, I'll let you oh oh oh] potion that I crossed.

Wayne pursed his lips and groaned for a moment, leaning over the hidden drawer at the bottom left of the stone platform and pulling out a copper coin wrapped in a strip of cloth.

The coin should look to be quite old, with a deep paste on the surface.

The front is an equilateral triangle with a bizarre pattern of a vertical pupil inside, and the back is engraved in the lingua franca of Middle-earth, 'Even the deepest fog cannot stop the search for truth'.

On the side of the coin, there is also a column of numeric codes, which translates into the Earth language as 'Tower Fourth Sequence-732'.

Wayne scrubbed the copper coin, his eyes narrowing slightly.

As for the [Come, find me, I'll let you oh oh oh] The two materials required for this potion are indeed rare in Ceylon.

It was only when Wayne was wandering around the herb market last month that he stumbled upon these two materials.

And the person who sold Wayne these two materials was a ...... Sorcerer.

He was the first 'living' wizard he had ever seen.

God knows that day, when Wayne walked into the herb shop, he was greeted by a woman of the same age, "Apprentice wizard? If you are bold enough, you don't hide your breath, so you dare to swagger to the herbal medicine market to find materials? "Almost scared me out of something.

If it weren't for the next second, the witch casually cast a second-level spell [Magic Expulsion] and dispelled her spell effect.

Wayne's standard response tactics, which he had planned and practiced countless times in advance, had already played the [Mist Shroud] + [Phantom Figure] combination magic first, and then turned his head and rolled and retreated, and he had already rolled and secretly ran to the door of the herb shop.

Moreover, after explaining it clearly, Wayne clearly saw that hateful woman, and there was an irrepressible smile on the corner of her mouth all the time!

How?

What happened to me when I encountered an emergency?

I'll just ask you, what's wrong with your heart?!!

Do you know how hard it is for a trainee wizard to cast a combination of [Mist Envelope] + [Phantom Figure] in just 1.5 seconds without spells and materials?

How many days and nights do you have to work hard?

Hmph, I see that you clearly have an opinion on my fat tiger!

……

In a word...... It's too shameful to see the first peer and senior in many years of practicing magic.

And the coin that Wayne is holding now is a token given to him by the witch at that time, and told him that if he has the opportunity, he can go to the Harpy Tavern, No. 76 Maple Leaf Lane, Pearl District, Clyton City, the capital of Ceylon......

Wayne also wondered if there really was an established wizarding organization.

It's just that the witch who called herself Miss Tower at that time, after hearing her question, her face seemed to be a little complicated, and she didn't answer this question directly.

Just tell Wayne that there is a chance to go to that place.

From that day on, Wayne went to the herb shop again, and it was empty, and there was no trace of the witch.

It is precisely because of this experience that Wayne is extremely wary of the two materials he bought from the witch, and he has done more than a dozen pharmacological clinical experiments before he dares to really start his own [come, find me, I'll let you oh oh] potion production.

……

【Warning! Warn! Warn!

The following documents you will read belong to the Wizards' Council's red 3A encryption files, please do not mention the contents of the documents to anyone.

Note 1: The [Thorn of Fate] curse has been cast in this file.

Note 2: This document has been burned with [Incineration], please be careful to avoid the flame of extinguishment, and plan the reading time reasonably.

Body:

Location: South Scarney Islands, the site of the former Senate House.

When: April 4, 937.

Characters: 1. Roger Congreve; 2. Eagle Wilder; 3. (Insufficient permissions); 4. (Insufficient permissions); 5. (Insufficient permissions); 6. (Unknown); 7. (Unknown)

Person No. 3: "How's it going, everyone, how are you thinking about it?" ”

No. 2 Iggy Wilder: "I still think that plan is too radical and we need to talk about it again." ”

Person No. 6: "Discuss, discuss, discuss all day, how long will we discuss?" From the abolition of the Council of the Senators to the present day, we have been discussing it for almost a thousand years!

Look at what those guys have been doing lately, huh, spell models? A group of naturally lowly people can become high-level wizards in such a despicable way, which is simply the most complete insult to wizards! ”

Person No. 4: "Silence! You know, Igna, we're not as young as you are...... There is no time, miss this opportunity, and the fate of the rest of us can only be in madness and pathology, turning into monsters who have lost their minds! ”

Long silence......

Person No. 7: "Patriarch, can those puppets really remove the radiation lesions from us?" ”

There was a brief silence......

Roger Congreve, number 1: "I can't guarantee ...... But this is already the last way we can go, those puppets who claim to be gods, after all, are ......

Well? Wait a minute...... There seems to be a little bug eavesdropping here......

Aha, look who this is, our old friend, Cardinal......"

— From the Vault Collection of the Third Order Wizard, Miss Tower, Scarlet Hunter, and Devronny: 'Ancient Wizards' Council 3A Red Encrypted Files: The Cardinal's Death Record' fragment]