Astral Traveler [Quick Transmigration]

Robots are just a little bit better.

Even if it is injured, it can recover quickly after replacing parts, unlike humans that need long-term recuperation.

Enoch was discharged from the hospital soon, and brought Murphy back to his home.

A domineering president is a domineering president. He most often lives in a villa with a sea view, where there are no neighbors for miles around.

However, Murphy thinks this place is too spacious, more like a lively party place than a place to live for a long time.

In the end, they decided to buy a property in the center of the downtown area to live in.The transportation is very convenient, and if there is no noise pollution, the shopping street is just outside the door.

Murphy lived in this place for many years, until later he developed a genetic disease.

His hands and feet sometimes make various movements uncontrollably, which looks like a weird dance.

Murphy knew there was no cure for this disease, only placebos.All the potions on him are actually just glucose, hoping to reduce his psychological pressure-because this disease will continue to deteriorate, from uncontrollable dancing of limbs, to mental dementia, and finally death, it will take about ten years course of disease.

Enoch would hold Murphy's hand and watch the potion run out with him.

Murphy said: "The birth, aging, sickness and death of human beings cannot be controlled by themselves. My dear, I may not be with you for so long."

Enoch's appearance remains the same. Over the years, he will deliberately change his hairstyle to avoid being discovered the secret of his agelessness.At this moment, he was still young and handsome, and kissed the back of Murphy's hand lightly.

Murphy said: "When my illness attacks and affects the brain, I will give up the rescue. I don't want to become a walking dead living in the world."

He acted like a baby with Enoch, trying to persuade him many times.

Then one day, when he was lying on the sofa, his limbs began to twitch slightly.

Enoch was next to him, massaging and relaxing him non-stop, but to no avail.Murphy's throat was also a little out of control, and he made a painful "clucking" sound.

After this time, Enoch's psychological defense seemed to be finally broken. He was persuaded by Murphy and said, "Okay, I promise you."

So the disease continued to develop slowly, and Murphy finally stopped taking the placebo because it was useless.

They go on an annual world tour, and this year, on the final leg, Murphy ended up in the ICU.

Enoch stood outside the operating room without doing anything, just staring at the sign of the operating room without blinking.After standing like this for two days, he finally signed.

—The agreement to stop the rescue came into effect.

The medicine that relieved the symptoms that the hospital had never dared to overdose before, now there is no need to consider the side effects, so it was injected into Murphy's body in unlimited quantities, which made the latter feel a lot more relaxed all at once.

Murphy was lying on the bed, the doctor was removing a lot of equipment, and Enoch came in to take a last look at him.

Robots don't have tears, but Enoch's expression is even sadder than the one with tears.

Murphy touched his cheek and said, "My dear, you are so beautiful."

Enoch smiled and took his hand.

Murphy said: "Don't be sad, I will come to you again soon. Besides, I have to tell you a secret..."

Enoch sat by his bed, bowed his head and kissed his forehead, then lay beside him, and said, "Okay."

"Actually, I won't die. I'm a lich, a very bad kind." Murphy whispered, "You won't die either, you're a god. The current world is just our role-playing game, etc. When we die, we go home."

Enoch said, "Well, that sure sounds like your style."

Murphy also smiled: "Yes. So don't put too much pressure on it, or I will laugh at you mercilessly when I go back."

Enoch said: "Okay. You go home first, then wait for me, and I will go back."

Murphy stared at Enoch, and after listening, he closed his eyes in relief.

After Murphy's death, Enoch fell into a state of eternal dormancy.

He is a robot, he doesn't know how he will die, but he can accompany Murphy-into the darkness of eternal ignorance.

And after Murphy returned to the star realm, a piece of godhead came to him like a shadow.

It was an almost black shard with the shining emblem of the Sun shining in the center.It's beautiful, so Murphy loves it.

However, while he was still watching, Taring had already come up.

"Master, you may need to take a look at this situation." Ta Ling said, "There is a voice calling for you in the pool of stars."

Murphy put on a coat and led Ta Ling to his study quickly.

In the pool of the astral world, he heard a lot of murmurs, among which there was really a voice calling "Murphy".

Murphy said to Taling: "This is a normal situation. I will record it when I observe it later, and I will deal with it when I come back."

Tarling said, "Yes, master."

Then, Tarling also wanted to report some affairs to Murphy.

But Murphy listened to the voice in the Astral Pool, and after listening absentmindedly for a while, he finally waved his hand: "Okay, I'll talk about it when I come back next time. I'll go out first."

Ta Ling had to obey the order, and finally said: "Okay, master."

Murphy walked to the edge of the astral pool, and after carefully distinguishing the plane he was going to, he began to fish for souls in it.

That plane is quite special, most of the mortals in it are mages, and quite a few of them have the blood of magical creatures, which Murphy can tell.

He found several souls one after another, but they all felt inappropriate.He doesn't need blood, it's just noticeable, and being human is a good choice.

Finally, he found a suitable soul.

The mortal was given the chance to grant a wish, saying, "I...I wish to become a magical genius!"

A very common wish, every mage thinks so.

Even when Murphy was learning magic back then, his mind was full of such coquettish ideas of "if only I could remember it with a photographic memory", "if only I could learn a model in a second".

Murphy said, "So, in your definition, what does a magical genius look like?"

Ordinary people say: "Super logical thinking ability, super memory, super calculation ability... In short, I want higher wisdom."

"The contract is established," Murphy said.

Then, he rummaged through his spell collection and found an unpopular spell called "Blessing".This spell is based on the level of the caster to determine the final effect.

Murphy tore out the mortal's soul, stuffed it into a new body, and then cast a blessing on him, and then cast a spell for a fixed effect.

[Blessing of the Sun: Your intelligence attribute has been increased by 100% (up to 30). 】

The previous intelligence attribute of ordinary people is about 16, which is almost the effect of IQ150, but after using it, it becomes 30 in a straight line!

What a concept!

Ordinary liches are almost at this level, right?

"..." Murphy rubbed his chin: If I had this buff back then, I would probably be able to force love for the overbearing president of Enoch when he was young...

No, this is too strong.

Murphy continued rubbing and pinching the mortal's soul, weakening the effect of the blessing a bit.

[Blessing of the Sun: Your intelligence attribute has been increased by 50% (up to 25). 】

Okay, it's almost done, let's call it a day.

Throwing this mortal into a material plane, Murphy himself entered a new world.

Oh, that's not a very complete world, but also a special demiplane.It connects many worlds, and is responsible for finding high-quality mage seedlings from each world, and then bringing them back to impart spell knowledge.

This plane has no country, no disputes, only one whole - the city of apocalypse.

The City of Apocalypse has a total area of ​​1.5 square kilometers, and the center of the city is the core of everything. The tower of splendor—as you can tell from the name, this is a mage tower. The original owner is the owner of the demiplane, a high elf mage , but he has fallen for a long time.

Murphy recalled it, as if he had worked with this mage before, but he couldn't remember clearly, it was after all when he was still a human being.

Anyway, the mage left his mage tower as a charity.

The City of Apocalypse has been managed by the tower spirit of the Tower of Splendor so far, and the mage school continues to be open, and mages from all over the world are welcome to come here for research, meetings, teaching, and learning—although there are level restrictions.

Mages above level 25 have the ability to destroy this place, so they are not allowed to enter.

The mortal Murphy possessed was a level 7 Xiaomengxin who had just escaped from his own world and was full of longing for the mage's world.He was waiting for the academy to start, but unfortunately he got sick and died before that.

The City of Apocalypse is all-encompassing and provides mages with every opportunity to succeed, but it is not an unconditional Madonna.Birth, old age, sickness and death here still follow the laws of nature, and no one has extra concern for others.

Moreover, the mages who study in the mage school will "serve" here in the future and work for the school for ten years.

Mages all believe in the principle of equivalent exchange, which is fair.

Murphy woke up from the bed, and looked curiously at the small room he was in - this is a single dormitory of the college, which charges 140 gold coins per month.

There are many books neatly arranged on the table, as well as an open notebook.The name of "Murphy" was written on the notebook—yes, coincidentally, this mortal's name happened to be "Mephisto", or "Murphy" for short.

When I opened the closet, I saw that there were college-style clothes inside, which looked very tender.

Murphy changed into a white shirt, a woolen sweater, and a small vest, and saw a school badge hanging on the coat, which should belong to the School of Natural Science of the Master School.

Standing in front of the mirror, what a green young man, so tender that water drips out.

It was amazing, Murphy felt younger.

He thought to himself, what about Enoch?

—Will he be a professor or a student?Mortal or magical creature?