Muzi and Fujii looked at each other, their faces a little strange, and they said in unison: "No."

I breathed a sigh of relief, but my heart was even more confused. "No, I have been away from the flange for more than 20 days. The flange has registered information about me. Logically speaking, if I have not registered information in other towns within 20 days, I will be notified of disappearance or death. Why..."

Zhuo Fan looked up and asked again: "Will there be no friends or teachers who have come to see me?"

Fujii saw Zhuo Fan's thoughts and said, "Don't worry, the reservation message in your text message machine has been deleted by us. No one has visited you before ambushing you. Otherwise, your friend received the text message, which may disrupt the perfect plan we implemented."

"Although this plan failed in your hands, it is still a perfect plan for the third-level warrior." Fujii had no choice but to spread his hands.

Muzi also added: "In addition, after learning that there was a fire in your residence, three people came to see you. One was an intermediate psychic named Xida, a young man named Guo Si, and a woman."

"Wang Badao hasn't come. It seems that he hasn't returned to Flange yet." Zhuo Fan murmured, then looked up and asked. "Woman? Who is it, what does it look like?"

"We don't know that the woman is very mysterious. She should belong to other underground organizations. She looks very beautiful too."

Zhuo Fan asked again: "Where is the figure?"

"That's quite hot!" Fujii actually answered first. He said, glanced at Muzi's considerable chest. "At least two cups larger than her! Muzi is simply an airport compared to her..." Before he could finish speaking, Fujii had already flashed and disappeared.

"You deserve to die!" Muzi cursed, and didn't bother to say goodbye, and chased him out of the door.

"That should be Alice, not Royxue..." Zhuo Fan felt his head a little confused. He closed his eyes. Suddenly a gust of wind blew, and a fragrance blew by. Zhuo Fan did not open his eyes and said, "Don't bother me, let me rest for a while."

A familiar voice came: "Look at who I am?"

Zhuo Fan was a little surprised, opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside the hospital bed, saying, "Teacher Xida! Why are you here?"

Long black hair, familiar face, and a pair of black-framed glasses are the black cats that Zhuo Fan is familiar with. However, today, her casual outfit and simple dressing reveals some of the temperament of the neighboring house in her maturity.

Xida put the fruit basket in her hand on the table next to her and said, "The teacher just visited the injured classmate, and he just came." The exquisite silver card on the table attracted her attention and she held it in her hand to play with it.

Zhuo Fan felt a little nervous when he looked at it, afraid that the Black Cat would see that it was a gift from the killer organization. He was inconvenient to move and was powerless to stop the other party.

"The pattern on this card is quite interesting, like a zombie-fighting game I played when I was young. It seems that the game is called... Zombies must die!"

"Didn't you see it?" Zhuo Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

After putting down the silver card, the black cat's expression became serious. She said, "Zhuo Fan, I feel relieved when I see that you are not seriously injured. As for the polite words, I won't say much. I'm so anxious to find you this time because Principal Tom..."

"Principal Tom?" Zhuo Fan raised his ears.

"Yes! Not long ago, the principal invited a magician to come to flange.

"Master Magic?" Zhuo Fan's heartbeat didn't realize it was faster."

The light in the ward was a little dark. The black cat stood up and pressed the light switch "clicked" and immediately the white light lit up the whole room. She sat back on the seat next to the hospital bed and said, "Do you know why this magician who is busy on the front line comes to a small place like flange...?"

"Is it because...me?" Zhuo Fan murmured in his heart.

Black Cat smiled: "It was because the principal said that you have elemental talent that this magician came here specially. He wanted to personally identify your talent and potential. But he has been here for 20 days. The city lord has visited him in person, but he has never found you. The principal and I are looking for you. Your whereabouts are really hard to find. The flange is so big, but there is no news about you..."

"20 days, was it him? At that time, he said he was looking for someone and wanted me to be his assistant." Zhuo Fan recalled the man with yellow eyebrows and a metal staff when he broke through the Flange Gate.

Zhuo Fan suddenly said, "Teacher, is that magician named Earl Nice?"

After a moment of froze, the black cat nodded and said, "Yes, have you seen it? But I haven't heard Lord Nice talk about it with the principal?" She frowned, a little confused.

"I accidentally heard the guards guarding the gate mention this master." Zhuo Fan casually made an excuse. Although more than ten days had passed, he still didn't want to expose his sudden breakthrough into the city gate.

The black cat suddenly stood up: "You have no major health problems now, right?"

Zhuo Fan blinked and said, "No, what's wrong with you?"

"If you don't, come with me now!" The black cat walked out quickly, leaving Zhuo Fan with a puzzled look. Soon, the black cat entered the room again. This time she pushed a wheelchair over. Before Zhuo Fan asked, Xida explained directly. "Mr. Nice said he would leave in the past two days. We have to move faster, so go find him now. He has a way to identify your elemental awakening rate. After he has confirmed it, the academy can recommend you to enter the Alliance Magic Academy for further studies!"

"Alliance Magic Academy?" Zhuo Fan was a little expectant. "I now have 100,000 Alliance coins, which is enough to settle my parents and family. If I can study in the Magic Academy in big cities, I will be able to expel the ice and snow giants in the future!

Wang Badao will definitely be happy when he hears it!

And, as Royxue said, to make the high walls of the town no longer exist, and to see the world outside the high walls." He thought, subconsciously clenched his fists.

"After graduation, you will become a real magician..." Xida continued to explain.

After packing up the things, Zhuo Fan finally got into a wheelchair with the help of Xida.

After completing the discharge procedures, Xida pushed Zhuo Fan out of the hospital, walked through the streets, and passed by a tree-lined path. In front of him was the gate of Flan College. Zhuo Fan hadn't returned to the college for a while. He looked at his mummy-like dress and became nervous.

"Teacher, is it really okay for me to enter the school like this?"

Xida chuckled and said, "You are not so eye-catching."

Although he had limited movements, he turned his head and said, "What do you mean?"

"Think about it, you just had magical talent before, so many people had the tailbone blocked you. If the principal hadn't contacted the city lord and confirmed that no one could easily disturb your residence, would you think you could meditate peacefully every day?"

Zhuo Fan felt a little enlightened. "No wonder he only received text messages, otherwise I would not be able to stay in my residence. Moreover, there were many fewer residents around him."

As he said that Zhuo Fan and the other two had already entered the main entrance of the academy, and people kept watching them along the way. When passing the playground, there were also students who Zhuo Fan knew who came to greet Xida. Mimis and Louis, two guys, did not appear. After seeing the "Mummy", the students quickly left with tactfulness.

After entering the campus, Xida's voice was obviously lowered: "This time, Lord Nice's arrival has caused a storm in the college. If you were seen by these students now, you might be torn into pieces."

"Is it so scary?" Zhuo Fan looked at the familiar campus and swallowed.

"Of course not. This is just an exaggerated metaphor." As he said that, Xida smiled brightly. "But you still have to be careful of those girls. Try not to speak out when you pass by the corridor later. If they recognize you, it will be difficult for you to get out today."

Zhuo Fan imagined it for a moment and nodded solemnly. He still felt a little scared when he remembered the more than 500 text messages before.

Soon, they stepped into the first floor of the teaching building, and along the way, the two were silent. There were many classmates playing and playing in the corridor, and occasionally they could hear a few gossips. Zhuo Fan was fine, so he pricked up his ears and listened.

"Did you hear that? Lord Nice left Flan..." "I heard that there was a gangster leader in the commercial area died at his home." There was also a fire in the residential area or a store that had lowered prices. Many news were just folk rumors, without real evidence, and Zhuo Fan quickly lost interest.

Instead of going to the principal's office, Xida pushed Zhuo Fan into the equipment room for measuring mental power on the third floor.

"You wait here, I'll call the principal over, he will give you a test later. Only after passing the test will the principal officially introduce you to Lord Nice." After giving instructions, Xida pushed the door and left. Zhuo Fan wandered around the familiar equipment room alone in a wheelchair.

In the equipment room with a little dark light, there are a circle of various precision instruments on the surrounding metal counters, but the placement is a bit messy and looks a bit like a storage room. However, the center of the equipment room is still relatively clean. There is only a table here, and the table is placed with the instrument "Ward" brand [Mind Power Measuring Instrument] that specializes in measuring mental power.

There was noisy sound outside, and Zhuo Fan didn't care. When he was idle, he moved his mental power and wrapped the [measurement ball] on the table. Under the mental power that formed the dedicated mental power pattern for measuring, the metrology ball began to slowly shrink. It was just because the power supply on the display end of the measuring instrument was not turned on, and the corresponding mental power L value was not displayed on the screen.

Originally, the watermelon-sized measuring ball had shrunk to the size of a fist. In the past, Zhuo Fan could not do this even if he tried his best, but now he felt it was quite relaxed.

"Bang!"
Chapter completed!