Gwen and Richard were out of bed in just 6 hours, but the silky new sheets kept Gwen like she had slept for 10 hours.

While they were washing and eating, Jun arrived with a military off-road vehicle.

"Good luck! See you in a week. As Jun entered the station, Pabria kissed Gwen on the forehead. Gwen couldn't help but notice that she had given Richard one as well, watching him lean over to accept the blessing as if it were the most blessed thing in the world.

Jun jumped out of the driver's seat and ordered the side compartment to open. The door was pushed outwards for a moment, then folded into a gap.

After nodding affirmatively to Gwen, he turned to Richard.

"So, you're the governor of the prince who came with Percy, aren't you?"

The two men trembled. Gwen couldn't help but notice that the blood vessels in Jun's hands burst when he clenched his hands, and Richard laughed a little fiercely.

"Not a governor anymore, sir, I haven't seen you for a long time. Richard met Jun's eyes, and there was a hint of understanding between the two capable people.

"I'm looking forward to your performance. "I've read your report and I'm very confident in your abilities," Joon assured his distant nephew.

"It is my pleasure, sir. I'll do my best to keep Gwen safe. ”

"Good fellow!" Jun, he slapped Richard in the back.

"It goes without saying. Richard stretched out his hand, his face as calm and composed as the proverbial cucumber.

Gwen was still wondering how easily Richard had crept into all the other environments when Mina's familiar face appeared beside them.

"Gwen!" Mina gracefully waved a small white hand at her. This is another aspect that Gwen has had to force herself to adapt. Chinese, even family members, did not hug. There is a strict hierarchy between the young and the old, measured in respect and intonation, expressed in the circumference of personal space. Bringing another person into this praised intimacy implies a deep interpersonal relationship, such as a lover or comrade.

To test her hypothesis, Gwen carefully observes that no matter how happy and infatuated Guo Meimei is with Percy, her grandfather will not hug her, nor will she take the initiative to develop a tactile intimacy with her grandchild. Again, Guo seems to be very pleased with Percy's response to every order, as if it were coming from a superior officer, responding in a formal and respectful manner.

This is a world away from her interactions with Sulia, Gunther, and even her deceased master.

Mina's gaze fell on Richard.

"Oh," Mina said with her two cherry blossom petal lips. In the next moment, her surprised and unexpected expression turned into a charming smile. "You must be Richard. ”

"Richard Huang, at your service. Richard straightened up, which had been taught to him at the Prince's Academy, and after five years of training, he had instinctively instilled such a strong spirit, and he bowed his head slightly, bowing respectfully.

"I'm Wang Minna," she held out her hand shyly. "Hi. ”

"I'm glad to meet you," Richard replied calmly, taking her hand, bowing, and feigning a kiss on her finger. "I hope we can have a good time working together. ”

"How pleasant," Mina said with a smile, the expression on her face more happy than Gwen had imagined. She could almost see the gears spinning in Mina's head.

Mina?Gwen nudged her cousin with her elbow.

"Uh-oh, yes!" Mina stole another glance at Richard, then stepped aside to let the others leave.

Richard turned and looked at Gwen with a knowing smile. Gwen looked past Richard and looked at Jun, who was trying to keep a serious expression.

"Ah yes, before I forgot your ID. Jun stretched out his hands and took out two stacks of ID cards.

"Thank you for taking the extra time to buy these for us. ”

Gwen thoughtfully retrieved the stack of tapes and examined each card one by one:

The passport is a blue booklet with the coat of arms of Commonwealth politics embossed on it.

"Australian passport?" Gwen turned her hazel eyes to Jun in surprise, confused to find that she didn't have a red pamphlet with the Forbidden City printed on it.

"At the request of Lord Schultz, I want a federal passport with a visa for the Republic," Jun replied. "That's part of the agreement. ”

Gwen nodded, looking at the contents. The herald on the first page has a kangaroo coat of arms with a psychedelic motif. The second page is her portrait etched on a hallucinatory glyph that can be activated and projected. Her biometrics such as eyes, hair, and ethnicity are also shown on the page. The rest of the twenty-page book is blank, with only one book, and a large glyph takes up the entire sheet. This is a glittering golden crown in the Forbidden City, with a constellation of five red stars on it. This is her PR visa, which coincides with her bloodline.

Her academic ID card was like this, an ordinary white card with only the thickness of a fingernail. An avatar adorns the left corner, but the entries are blank except for one that indicates that she graduated from Blackwater Bay High School in Sydney.

The public practice of a magical license is more interesting because it lists her skills and talents, as well as her associated towers. Gwen couldn't help but notice that the small minaret in the lower right corner was in the outline of the superstructure of the Pudong Tower, and the shapes of the three spheres were stacked on top of each other, forming the resemblance of the Oriental Pearl Oriental Pearl TV Tower.

"Ah, that's the Pudong Building. Jun noticed Gwen's lingering gaze. "Another condition, as it is, is the exchange program. ”

Gwen nodded, checking her registered powers.

Gwen Song

Magic Public Practice ID: 9840598001

Summoning (3), Summoning (4), Divination (1), Transfiguration (1), Abandonment (1)

Quasi-element::Lightning::Void

Class License (B)

"That'...... Everything," Gwen grunted, feeling a cold vein pounding in her head. She raised her eyes again and looked at Jun suspiciously. Is it okay to say everything publicly?

"There's nothing to be afraid of, you're registered in Putuo Building now," Jun gave her a smile that boosted her confidence. "You should know at the highest level, because Gunther personally asked for help. If someone wants to drive you away, they will have to deal with this tower, and at worst, it may even escalate to Lord Huo himself. ”

What does "B" mean?Gwen turned her attention to her ID card, wondering how reliable the tower would come to her aid if an evil force took advantage of her talents.

"Tower passage," Jun replied patiently. "B gives you access to basic spells and items that you can trade with contribution points. You don't have a mentor right now, right? As long as you have crystals and CCs systems, you have access to mentors, cognitive chambers, and spell books. ”

Spell book!Gwen felt a little excited. She needs to desperately expand her magic array.

"Good to know. Gwen put her driver's license in the ring and checked the last ID.

Multiple passes

Gwen Song

50. International Olympic Committee: Shanghai, China

P. Afternoon: 9840598001

Ethnicity: Australian (Eurasia)

Eyes: hazel-green

Skin: Caucasian

Hair: Black (warm)

Height: 180

Access Rating:

Mission Achieved: N/A

"Missions can be done from any tower," Joon explained. "However, I will try to stick to a tower to avoid future troubles. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Joon. If I have any other questions, I'll let you know. Gwen lowered her head, picked up the last ID card, and watched as Richard did the same.

"Let's go. "I'm getting off. A sonorous female voice came from the interior of the SUV!

This command was answered by the grumbling of the Dao, leaving him alone and letting him sleep. There was silence for a few seconds, followed by a lever click, followed by a frenzied, guttural scream.

"Ahh

Kravdia sighed, her face pressed against her palm.

Jun shook his head.

They haven't gone yet, they're already a member.

The next moment, a charming young woman gets out of the car and passes by Mina and hugs Kravdia.

"Grandma!"

The girl, who looked older than Gwen and Mina, leaned over Kravdia and kissed her on both cheeks.

Even Richard had to hold his breath for a second to catch a sense of the magnificence of Tao Yuanming's screaming pigs and screaming bloody murders, his fingers broken by the mechanism that folded the seat.

"Mina, if you can?" Kravdia ordered her granddaughter with her eyes.

Mina sighed and retreated into the house, Tao gasping for air.

"It's just a bruise!" she yelled at Tao as soon as she saw him caressing his completely unbent fingers.

At the same time, the criminal left her grandmother and spoke to Gwen and Richard.

"Hello, I'm Petra Kuznetsov. Petra bowed her head. "I'm your magician. ”

Petra was an inch taller than Gwen and wore a collared blouse, a plaid patterned pleated skirt, and a long white dress. She had light brown hair that hung down her face in small circles, effortlessly outlining her high cheekbones and drawing the eyes of admirers to her cold blue irises. Her face resembles the blood of Calvdia, but her grandmother appears gentle, dignified, and kind, while Petra's face appears more lively. Her eyes, like her charming eyes, reveal her charming eyes. Her eyebrows are equally thick and well-defined, adding to the majestic sense of superiority she displays. Under her delicate face, her figure is tight and tight, muscular, and beautifully shaped. Revealing her soft white legs from her skirt, Gwen could see that the muscles were muscular, flexing and flexing in all the right places, all the way to the ankles, without an ounce of excess fat.

Is Petra pretty? Gwen wouldn't have doubted it. But Petra has a beauty found in a 20-foot-tall bushfire, in a swirl of orange flames that ravages 10,000 acres of prime woodland. It is this beauty that fills you with wonder and weakness in your chest, like watching the waves crash into the edge of a cliff and turn the emerald sea into a milky white froth. It's a beautiful howling tundra cracked in a rolling storm.

If Gwen doesn't know what words to use to describe Petra, it's that she looks like someone who shouldn't be in trouble. There is something about her that makes people want to be quiet around her, and this atmosphere oppresses the existence of those around her.

"I am Gwen Song, the daughter of Haisong. Gwen held out a hand that trembled, and Petra gripped her white fingers tightly and squeezed her hard.

"Richard Wong, it's a pleasure to meet you. "I hope we can work well together. Richard, who also suffered from Petra's Death Grip, was impressed by the girl's strength.

"Very well," Petra said coldly, neither friendly nor cold, and her voice was more like an affirmative receipt of the delivery. "I also want to know more about the two of you, shall we talk in the car? Captain Song will be able to complete the mission in less than sixty seconds. ”

"Ignore her," Mina's voice came from within. "She grew up in the military. They're all a bit confused. It's all the rules, turn them into squares. ”

Petra didn't say anything. She turned away from Gwen and Richard and hid in the van.

"Hurry up," she ordered.

Tao shrank from Petra as if he had been praised by God, and he leaned against the other side of the cabin as Petra passed.

Gwen and Richard exchanged glances.

Could it be worse?, Gwen said with her eyes.

Of course. Richard was inclined to agree.

A few minutes later, Jun returned, and with a familiar voice, the car was heading towards the Shanghai Metropolitan Transfer Station, which is a passage for domestic passengers. The trip takes an hour and is jammed with traffic, so the crew has a chance to get to know them.

Mina chooses to sit in the front and Joon, while Tao, Gwen, Richard and Petra sit in the back.

Gwen tries to break the deadlock, but Tao is in no mood to speak to Petra, whose previous impatience manifests itself in anger at his innocent fingers. When they were finally able to articulate their abilities clearly, the conversation became unusually formal, with Petra presiding over the record.

Petra explained: "The highest military rank I had when I served under the Moscow Tower was Officer Cadet. ”。 "Although I have been living in Shanghai for two years, I am working on R&D projects with Fudan University. ”

"Are you a recent graduate?" Gwen asked. Petra doesn't look much older than her.

Petra sings proudly, "I was lucky enough to be sped up in middle school." ”。 "In case you're wondering, I'm 18 years old. Same age as Dao. ”

"First year or second year?" Gwen immediately felt inferior, and the degree and academic honors were something she was immensely proud of in her past life.

"The second year of Fudan," Petra corrected them with her distinctly sensual lips, though her tone was measured and calm. "Although I am also in a graduate program right now. ”

"It's incredible," Gwen said, realizing that Petra was an example of how she was actually ahead of her and that she and Richard had a lot of things to do. Since Richard was not serving in the military but as governor, he is now almost 19 years old, two years later than the average college student. If they graduated, Gwen would be twenty-one and Richard would be close to twenty-three.

"There are others," Petra said simply. "I'm not as impressive in comparison. ”

"So, are you a psychic mage?" asked Richard with interest. If Petra said something like "look in my eyes," he could hardly imagine anyone saying no

"Richard!" Gwen elbowed him. Guo said that if Petra were a psychic mage, her talent would be an important part of her highly classified identity.

"No," Petra replied sly. "I am a fabricator and belong to the branch of fabrication. ”

"Great!" Richard patted his thigh. "Your magic is already on the fifth layer? What is your minor?

"Do you know the inscriptions and inscriptions?" Petra examined Richard.

"Our grandfather was a magician," Richard points out helpfully.

Petra looked at Gwen with an expectant expression.

"Yes, but he's in Sydney," Gwen admitted a little too eagerly, not wanting Petra to get hopeful. "He's a frontier magician, a trinket maker. ”

"Still, it's impressive to be able to achieve such a level of professionalism," Petra noted. Now, his interest in Gwen has also increased slightly.

Gwen has now realized that there is a branch of enchantment in a Tier 1 world that has produced something called magical technology, and this world's version of the electronic circuit is achieved through the use of glyphs that draw energy from mana crystals. The antique cars they drive in Sydney are products of the early Magitech company, while advanced variants allow for more complex operations, eventually creating a war machine like a puppet. When she thought about it more keenly, every thing she saw was Magitech. "Motorized" vehicles, elevators, data boards, they are everywhere in the operation of any city, only the newest and brightest are turned away.

Assuming Magitech is the same engineering as she was in her past world, Gwen wonders, what discipline is Petra working in? Manufacturing and inscriptions sound like electrical engineering, maybe mechatronics.

"What kind of magic do you specialize in?" Richard was also curious about the role of researchers in combat.

Petra allowed her lips to smile slightly.

"The deadly kind. ”

Richard flinched. Gwen blinked.

"A charm?" Richard chanted suspiciously. "Still a craftsman?"

"The former. Petra snapped her finger off and turned into a crystal cube. "I can manifest these small, scalable devices and store a mantra up to one level minus one. Although there are strict limits on the amount and duration of magic

"Which one?" asked Gwen innocently, unaccustomed to the etiquette of exchanging magical knowledge with others.

"Secret. Petra gave her a strange look.

Richard cleared his throat and nudged Gwen with his elbow.

Tao continued to snooze beside them, completely oblivious to all this.

"So. Petra let another cube "load" onto her hand. "It was given by my host. ”

This transparent cube looks like it has glyphs engraved on all sides. Within the framework of the cube, an unstable vortex of elemental fire raged inside.

"It's scorching light," Petra explained. "Single-target spells are the best. AOE is more difficult to manage. ”

She made another spell cube, this one with a slightly blue, glowing inscription that Gwen believed to be magic.

"One summons lightning, but casts a spell by an ice mage," she continued. "The spell with homing is also excellent. Although there is no mana department, there is a limit to the amount of one release at a time

The buggy wobbles as it passes over speed bumps.

The Rubik's Cube fell from Petra's hands.

Instinctively, Gwen reached out and grabbed it before it hit the floor. The spell cube felt unexpectedly warm, and there was an added sensation of the beating of the heart.

"Shut one!" Gwen gasped and turned around, a palpable look of relief on her face.

Both Richard and Petra looked at Gwen in dismay.

"It's very safe," Petra pointed out as she took the cube from her hand. "It only activates at my command. ”

Petra stared coldly at Gwen.

"What school did you say you graduated from?"

Gwen felt her face turn red. Who can blame her? Strictly speaking, she didn't even graduate from high school.

"Alright!" Richard chimed in, deflecting Petra's sluggishness, affirming that Gwen's magical license would soon tell. "If you must know, I'm the prince's ......"

Like many things in Shanghai, the ferry terminal was built with ridiculous traffic in mind. There, the Sydney ferry system at the Circular Pier has eight berths, and twenty-four sections of the Shanghai Metropolitan Harbour have been built into an American-shaped artificial bay. Its structure is clad in cast steel and thick tempered glass, forming a semi-opaque vaulted dome that undulates from the entrance to the passenger disembarkation and boarding, forming the shape of a crest.

Gwen and her group of young men walk through the vaulted spaces of the harbor and marvel at the creative possibilities of architecture offered by the application of advanced transfiguration and magical magic.

Next to Gwen, Petra plays with a black, evil energy cube, her eyes filled with pleasant amazement.

Gwen watched as the cube of hollow matter bounced up and down in Petra's hand. It's just a latch of the void, but Petra seems to be completely obsessed with it.

When they finally began exchanging spell lists, Petra grabbed Gwen's wrist so hard that she felt as if Petra was about to dislocate her hand.

"Are you a dreamer?" Petra's voice trembled, her fingers wrapped around Gwen's delicate wrists like steel fasteners. "Do it now, next spell. Here it is!"

She then realizes one of her Rubik's cubes and insists that Gwen throw something into it.

Tao finally noticed now, his eyes widened a little at Petra's provocation, and in the passenger seat, Mina fell silent and didn't joke with Jun.

Although the wisdom of displaying the Void Spell in a moving vehicle was questionable, Petra's fiery glares her into submission. The girl's iris were like two pools of clear light blue water, and as she trained her pupils to Gwen, she felt a distinct sensation of being stared at by a carnivore.

"If you're sure. Gwen then cast a spell, surprised at her obedience.

A feeling of nauseous vertigo overwhelms all vehicles, and the Gwe company manifests an element of emptiness outside of her body, causing Jun to almost throw the dirt bike against the retaining wall of the highway.

"Mao!" he cursed. "What are you girls doing in the back!"

But Petra now has her Rubik's Cube, Gwen's hazel eyes gleaming, and her cousin, whom she moved twice, etched intricate, multi-layered mandalas into thin air, then applied them to the mineral surface of her crystal spell storage device.

Gwen had seen the spell of a live show before, but Surya used a lot of tools to keep the mandala array's precise geometry precise. Petra seems to be working entirely with her affinity for the mineral element plane, a combination of positive energy and the earth. In addition, according to Gwen's discernment, the specific minerals Petra came into contact with looked and felt like quartz, especially a fascinating, misnosmer variety of Herkimer "diamond" that Gwen once owned as a dresser ornament. The "mystic" who sold them to her at the bazaar told her that the crystals were the most powerful containers of spiritual energy – and Gwen replied, "Give her another $10 or I'll leave." ”

For the next twenty minutes, Petra completely ignored Gwen and Richard, hiding behind her with a Rubik's Cube, talking to herself and smiling secretly. Tao stared in awe at the cube on Petra's finger, his eyes flying between Gwen and Petra, his mouth like a fish caught out of the water. Mina remained silent, and the people behind her did not know her thoughts and expressions.

Jun didn't make any shocked or surprised comments, so everyone moved on.

When they finally arrived, Jun called a close man to put the SUV away, and then led the young man into the fiberglass dock at the ferry station.

The ferry itself is also a tortoise-like domed glass structure. It sits low in the water, less than half a meter from the cloudy, silt-churning waters of the Huangpu River, rising from its lowest deck to the total height of a four-story building. At the top of the ferry, a chimney will sit on Gwen's Old Continent ship, where there is a huge crystal structure, which she believes is a resonant barrier crystal. The rest of the ferry looks like it can carry nearly a thousand passengers, and there is a small food and drink kiosk on each deck. The fall arrest barrier is also glass, which allows the ferry to give passengers a nearly 270-degree view of the harbor, with only the engine room near the stern blocking the view.

"Yo! kids!"

Tao threw several gang signs into the air, and two familiar faces answered the question. It's Puppy and Daddy Mac.

Tao wore an Adidas sweatshirt and a classic pair of pants with three vertical stripes hanging down his arms, running down his legs, and finally reaching his matching runner.

"Gwen!"

They greeted Gwen first, bowing their heads slightly. After Gwen replied to the gesture, the others introduced themselves.

"Ma'am. Papa Mac and the puppy bow to Petra, who nods and turns to study the cube. Tao's children were not disappointed. They wore clothes that matched Adidas, but in different colors.

Oh my God, Gwen suddenly realized. If Tao had five friends, each of whom wore a different set of Adidas in green, red, yellow, blue, and black, they could be like those color-matched vagrants on children's shows in the early '90s. Hell, they can even be called rap rangers.

When Richard introduces himself, both boys become cautious and ask him how well he knows Gwen and how their relationship is. Richard immediately saw their involuntary jealousy, and knew that there was only one way to nip this unpleasantness in the bud.

"We slept together," Richard replied immediately, without mentioning "in different rooms." "She surprised me last night, we were all soaking wet. ”

Papa Mac was stunned by the news.

Mina looked at Gwen, then at Richard, and then at her lip.

The puppy made an expression as if he was going to cry, his eyes were red, half of them were self-loathing and resentful.

Gwen punched Richard in the arm, and this time, she didn't back down.

"Don't listen to his!" Gwen mediated before the child's imagination got out of hand. "He's just trying to lie to you. ”

“...“

“...“

Papa Mike realized, perhaps, that it was simpler and safer to appreciate Gwen's outfit today. After all, she pursues the exotic style of mainland adventurers.

When Papa Mack starts checking on her, Gwen feels more self-conscious than ever. She didn't know what was going to happen next, so she opted for a practical outfit that she wore on her outdoor adventures in the hinterland. Knee-length riding boots, bleached breeches, saddle leather belt, loose short-sleeved blouse, and wide-brimmed akura, under which a large ponytail hung over her shoulders.

Wonderful! Papa Mac felt his heart fill with joy. The hassle of coming to Hengsha Island is worth it.

The puppy gave Richard a hard look, and Richard grinned.

In addition, Richard Gwen wore a universal boot and a white shirt. In contrast, Mina's clothing is noticeably inadequate. She wore a Sunday gown with a low neckline and two layers at the hem, revealing her slender legs. She even wore Roman sandals.

"You look as cute as ever, Miss Mina," the puppy said of her outfit chosen for the adventure.

"Thank you, bag. "Because I noticed my presence," Mina replied angrily, realizing that she was barely present next to the 80-meter-long Gwen and the slightly taller Petra. Unlike her two siblings, she is also a demure and lovable type, which means that she has an impact even more than she is merely the shortest of the three headstrong-looking girls. She felt like a hobbit among elves.

If Mina knew Gwen's regrets, because even now her twin cousin admits that once Joon leaves them, Gwen and Richard's mature attire will make them look like Mina, Tao, and Petra's parents.

Papa Mac was quick to add his compliment, but Mina was too offended to care.

More and more people are coming here, mostly young mages like them, and everyone has their guardians. Gwen saw Vivian appear in the crowd and disappear into the crowd, along with a few faces she recognized from the game.

After about half an hour, Gwen realized that while most of the people here were strangers to her, it was clear that she was no stranger to them. Occasionally, someone would point at her somewhere, or meet her gaze and nod, or hastily look away. She could hear her name muttering here and there, like a little secret being "whispered by the Chinese."

A shrill horn interrupted Gwen's train of thought. It's time.

The teenagers sit in a line on the ferry, just like the children at school, accompanied by their teachers, doing geo-mapping on an adventure island.

Jun had already bought tickets for the top deck, so they found themselves enjoying the stunning views of the Bund, opposite the Pudong New Area.

Gwen discovers her final and final destination, the Tower of Puten, on which sits a Three Wise Men of the East, Lord of his realm.

On the opposite side, the People's Liberation Army Building looms in its herringbone immensity, its pyramid-like majesty overlooking downtown Shanghai, a lighthouse made of glass and steel.

The story of the Twin Towers?Gwen pondered.

Ahead, the Huangpu River opens to the sea, and four hours later, their final destination is Hengsha Island.

Will it be the best of times? or the worst of times?