After saying this, Lin Feng picked a dogtail grass from the lawn and held it in his mouth. He turned around and began to return to the direction of Old Carl's house.

With the idea of ​​"Anyway, my life was picked up for nothing", Lin Feng finally determined his life goal.

The first thing is to make yourself stronger as soon as possible. Lin Feng deeply understands that no matter where you are, your strength is the most important. Only by constantly becoming stronger can you live freely on your will. Otherwise, without strength, everything is empty talk!

Lin Feng soon returned to Old Carl's home. He was thinking about how to make Nena forgive him along the way, but when he walked into the house, he suddenly found that the house was already empty.

Suddenly, Lin Feng knew that Old Carl and his mother must have been looking for him.

Thinking of this, he suddenly realized that he had found a secluded place to "smoke a cigarette" in a moment of depression. He didn't feel anything wrong with this habit that had been around for "so many years", but it was a deep injury for Nena...

"I guess my mother must be in a hurry now!"

Lin Feng muttered and grabbed his hair with some annoyance. He was used to living a leisurely and free life in his previous life, so this time he did not take into account Nena's feelings. He found that there was no one in the room, so he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

After living with his mother Nena for ten years, Lin Feng has gradually become accustomed to life in another world. This mother, who seems calm, strong, but is inferior and weak, has been deeply imprinted in his heart. At this moment, he can accurately understand Nena's anxious mood.

"What should I do, how to contact them..."

In a hurry, Lin Feng sat on the lawn in front of the room, sighed deeply, thinking about how to contact Old Carl and Nena. After thinking quietly for nearly a quarter of an hour, Lin Feng finally thought about a solution.

That is to use fireball!

When Old Carl explained magic to him last night, he said that every magician's magic will produce certain magic fluctuations, leaving traces of magic. To judge whether a magician is involved in a war, another magician needs to feel whether there are traces of magic on the battlefield. The range of this perception of magic traces is determined by the level of the magician's mental power.

As a great magician, Old Carl should not be able to go far after leaving for a while... I guess he could sense his fireball technique, right?

Thinking of this, Lin Feng began to concentrate his energy and silently recited the fireball spell that Old Carl taught him last night. This was his first time using magic, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous in his heart.

The spell of the Fireball Technique is extremely simple. In just a moment, Lin Feng had finished silently reciting. As a small fireball slowly condensed from his eyes, Lin Feng suddenly felt that his mental power was slowly losing as the fireball condensed. Finally, when the fireball condensed to half the size of a palm, Lin Feng felt the signs of his mental power stopping.

Looking at the small fireball in front of him, Lin Feng felt that this fireball could be controlled by his will like a part of his body. With his current mental power, it was no longer difficult to control this small fireball. He felt that the fireball could be bigger, or he could control more than two fireballs at the same time.

After controlling the fireball for a while, Lin Feng realized that the distance he controlled the fireball was three meters. In other words, the small fireball he cast could be controlled at will three meters centered on his diameter, but as he continued to fly, the energy of the fireball itself was reduced bit by bit.

After the control fireball flew for two laps, the fireball had shrunk by two laps.

Lin Feng took a breath and smashed the fireball on the lawn not far ahead.

The temperature of the fireball was not very high. When it fell on the lawn, it burned some dry grass and slowly went out. This was far worse than the fire magic that Old Hill had killed the Great Hansi in the tavern.

After using this fireball technique, Lin Feng sat there slowly waiting for Old Carl to come to him.

...

On the other side of the forest, Old Carl pulled Nena with a panic-looking face and rushed towards home quickly.

"Sir, has the worst happened?"

Nena ran and said something to Carl, but she couldn't hide the panic and worry in her voice.

Old Carl looked serious and stared at the front, saying casually: "I don't know, but I can feel the magic fluctuations coming from the direction of our house."

"Maybe other magicians might be able to do it!" Nena tried to comfort herself with this sentence.

"Hmph, are you as many magicians as warriors? You must know that there are less than two thousand magicians in our entire empire!" Carl said angrily, then paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and then said: "The magic fluctuation I felt was very weak, about two levels, and it was a fire magic. Based on the above points, it should be that little guy."

"I hope my child will not encounter any danger." Seeing that Old Carl was angry, Nena did not dare to continue talking, so she could only comfort herself silently: "May God of Light bless you."

Lin Feng sat on the lawn and became more and more anxious. It had been nearly a quarter of an hour since he released the fireball technique, but he had not yet noticed the figures of his mother and old Carl, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.

He gritted his teeth and stood up from the ground. Just as he was about to release a fireball technique again, he finally heard his mother's voice coming from a not far behind him.

"My child, it's great that you're fine!"

Turning around, Lin Feng saw Nena running towards him with a anxious look on her face. Behind her, Old Carl had stopped and slowly walked towards him at a constant speed.

At the age of Lao Carl, he could no longer run for a long time like a young man. Moreover, the magician's body was already very weak, and this long run made him feel a little overwhelmed.

Lin Feng walked towards Nena and said seriously: "Mother, I'm sorry."

"My child, woo, I thought I would never see you again."

Nena seemed to have not heard Lin Feng's words, squatted down and hugged him in her arms. Tears had already slid down her cheeks. Because of her excitement, her voice was even blurred: "Woooo, it's great to see you..."

"I'm sorry, mother."

Lin Feng also hugged Nena deeply, and he could feel Nena's trembling body due to fear.

Old Carl finally walked to Lin Feng and his son at this time. He pinched his waist with both hands and gasped: "Okay, huh, little guy, hurry up and go back to the house, huhh... Don't let me see you again in the future!"

"Sorry, teacher, this time I really worry you and your mother."

Lin Feng's words were very serious, no longer the indifferent tone he used to be, because he could see Old Carl's fatigue.

This old man has only known him for less than a day, but he can run around in order to find him without considering his old body. This alone is enough to hold Lin Feng's heart.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. My old bones were almost broken by you today. Now I go back to the house with me and practice magic well. You will not be allowed to leave within ten meters of my sight in the future!"

Old Carl took a few breaths before waved his hand impatiently at Lin Feng.

But when Lin Feng heard Carl's words, he felt a move and said something that made Nena and Old Carl almost drop their chins:
Chapter completed!