The Lord's World Tour

Chapter 163 Daolong's Showtime (asking for a subscription, asking for a monthly pass)

"Oh, the statue is broken, the statue is broken, the statue is broken!"

Chenlong walked around the room like a repeater, his eyes glanced at the pile of scattered clay fragments on the ground from time to time, and his heart throbbed with pain.

How did it get damaged?

This is on loan from the museum in his name,

Borrowed,

Then you have to return it after the research is over.

But now, the statues are reduced to a pile of fragments,

What do you pay for?Or how can the museum not hold him accountable?

Originally, they brought the statue back to the antique shop because they didn't want the thirteenth district to know the specific content of their research.In other words, there is a time difference, but now it is better to transport it directly to the thirteenth district.Although Black and those "good relationship" agents and researchers will come to inquire about the news, it is very troublesome.

It turned out that it was Ah Fu who reminded them of the safety issues of the antique shop.

The time was found very cleverly, just avoiding the time when I and Tru were not there,

Only one old and one young antique shops are left to defend against the invasion of black air, but once they face the bad guys, they are very powerless.

This is the end,

If the sculpture is damaged, the museum won't get to the bottom of it. People only know that you lent the cultural relics back then, and you promised to send them back intact.

But now, if the cultural relics and sculptures are not sent back intact, that is your problem, Chenlong!

It doesn't matter if you lose money. Next month, Dad will buy less antiques, and he can make it back by making two extra trips to the [-]th District.

The key is credibility!This was a devastating blow to his credit. After that, which museum would dare to lend him cultural relics again?Which university dares to ask him to lead an archaeological team?

"Hey!"

With a sigh, Chenlong looked extremely disappointed, and his whole energy seemed to be drawn out with this breath.The failure of the archaeological career made him a little bit at a loss for the future.

Immersed in archaeology for more than ten years, he has fully integrated into this industry.Now that his reputation has collapsed, he probably won't be able to survive in this industry in the future.Change career?What can I do instead?

Thirteen district advisors?

But farewell, what he hates the most is fighting and killing.

Looking at the store?

Come on, I have been watching it for more than ten years since I was a child, and now Truu is learning to take over, why is he still coming back?

"Ugh!"

Uncommonly, Dad came out of the kitchen with a pot of tea: "Jasmine tea can calm you down!"

"Calm down, yes!" Removed the lid of the pot, looked at the green tea, and lamented: "Yes, I can see my future in the tea!"

"The museum and the university found out about this, and my career was ruined like that statue!"

"Dad!"

"Your career is not important!" Turning his head and pointing at the broken statue: "Now Dad can no longer read the inscriptions on the statue, the knowledge has been lost forever, the Holy Master is still at large, and the black air is growing , the era belonging to mankind is stepping into destruction and collapse!"

"One more thing, I want you to record everything in that ancient temple. What about the photos? What about the videos?"

"In the camera on the counter."

"Well, Dad needs to study it carefully." Touching his smooth chin, Dad said, "What evil plan is the Holy Master preparing again!"

After the words fell, the old man went back to the study with the camera.

And Chenlong was even more disappointed, squatting on the ground looking at the pile of clay fragments in a daze.

At this time, the door of the bedroom opened, and a small head came out from the crack of the door: "Damaged statue?"

"Well, it's really not enough to rely on Uncle Long alone. Xiaoyu, it's time for you to save Uncle Long again! Let me think about it, what do you need to restore a pile of junk? Tape? No, it's magic!"

Although the father said that "sick" children should rest more, but he didn't seem to have said that they can't read books when they are sick!

Of course, whoever wants to go to the bad guys who are full of sins in textbooks, what she wants to read are those magic books that record wonderful magic in Dad's study room!

2 month 17 day.

Spellcaster Academy, the first graduation ceremony.

After nearly two months, the thirteen young black-qi wizards who were the fastest to receive high-strength and high-pressure training and learning, completely completed their transformation and became official spellcasters.

Spellcaster Academy, a white, holy and huge castle.

Early in the morning, the quiet castle became noisy and boiling. Of course, the lively atmosphere did not spread to the entire castle, but simply gathered in the graduation ceremony hall.

In front of the huge and magnificent graduation hall, it was very lively at this time, and there were griffins in the sky, and beasts that only existed in fairy tales such as giant eagles fell.There were also people riding broomsticks with metal wings on their backs from afar.A dazzling golden light flashed across the ground, and more than a dozen spellcasters appeared directly.There are more flames, running water, and even driving a huge metal monster rushing from a distance

One by one spellcasters came to participate in their own unique ways to witness this first graduation ceremony.

"The head of the Sword Academy is here!"

In the hall, someone saw Daolon on the stage coming out of a bright portal, and while being shocked, he hurriedly let out a soft cry to remind his companions who were communicating with other people around him.

"This is cool!"

"Stop shouting, what's so powerful is this spell itself! If it's not a hallucination," the grey-haired caster looked around the hall, looking down at teenagers, up to The 90-year-old students all showed shocking and envious expressions on their faces: "The curse of space is involved, but haven't these been lost long ago? Why?"

Ok,

He suddenly remembered that at Daolongbai, behind the head of the academy, was the source of all the black energy wizards, the demon of fire—Holy Master!

What he didn't know was that this holy master was far from the magical attainment of the holy master he imagined.

But it's normal not to know. In fact, apart from Daolong's speculation, the news of Bai Yi's magic Xiaobai has not been leaked.And the only insider also strictly kept the secret.

The magic about space was lost 600 years ago,

Oh, that's fine!

However, although there is no doubt, there is a little more envy.

Although Daolong claimed to be the leader of the black air wizard at the beginning, his identity was not recognized by all wizards.After all, wizards are scattered all over the world, and it is difficult to find a fixed contact method, let alone an organization.

Daolon was only acknowledged by some of the wizards whom he had defeated, or who had witnessed his might.Besides him, there are other leaders in the wizarding group,

He is one of them.

But unfortunately, that is all in the past.

From the moment Daolong was selected by the Holy Lord and pushed to the foreground, there was no equality between them.

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(End of this chapter)