A magician who doesn't want to be a human is not a good magician

The beautiful weekend is fleeting.

To be precise, this weekend is not good, and it even makes people a little irritable.

Because apart from the pleasant afternoon on Saturday, the first-year trio spent their weekends on missions.

Although he made money, the mission experience was poor.

Because the opponent is too weak, it is full of small curses of the fourth and third levels.

Not to mention that he felt like he was just cleaning up the garbage, Wujo Wutiao became more and more irritable, and even weaving dreams felt boring.

Ah, after all, if your opponent is too weak, you won't even be eligible for experience.

Zhimeng, who thought that after becoming a conjurer, he would encounter more interesting things, was a little disappointed.

Although each curse looks different and ugly, it is boring if the weak ones are too stereotyped.

Even Xia Youjie, whose spell was the magic spell, chose to exorcise him directly because the spell he was facing was too weak.

After all, compared to the price he needs to pay to subdue the curse spirit (eating rags that seem to have processed vomit and excrement), the strength of the curse spirit is too low for him to do so.

Therefore, after completing so many missions and being suddenly informed by the assistant supervisor that they had been promoted to the third-level conjurer, the trio was not at all happy. Gojo Satoru even felt that this was an insult to him.

Insulting him Gojo Satoru is a garbage collector!

The angry Wujo Wu didn't sleep all night, pulling Zhimeng and Xia Youjie to play games in his room all night.

Although Zhimeng still failed to resist the biological clock and fell asleep in the middle of the night, but one thing to say, the online devices and new games installed by Gojo Satoru on Saturday were really convenient and fun, and it was not a loss to stay up all night.

Looking at Zhimeng who had fallen asleep, Xia Youjie looked at Wujo Wu, who obviously didn't intend to sleep, and even challenged him, and the fighting spirit in his heart suddenly rose.

After putting Zhimeng on the bed, Gojo Wujo and Xia Youjie fought fiercely in the game until dawn.

Zhimeng can hear the familiar game sound in her ears from falling asleep to waking up in the morning.

No, it should be said that he didn't sleep well that night.Although he was indeed asleep, there were familiar game sounds in the dream and outside the dream. The games that he didn't stay up all night to play seemed to have been played in a dream. It was like sleeping alone.

This is all because his five senses are too sensitive, and the two who are the culprits only weakened the game sound but did not turn it off.

If it wasn't for today's class, it is estimated that the two of them could fight fiercely for another day.

But fortunately, the two of them still had scruples about the class teacher Noctua Moth, and they couldn't skip class openly for the time being, so the three of them went to the classroom after washing up hastily.

In the classroom, looking at Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu who were yawning constantly, and Zhimeng with a listless expression, Jiajin Nitzi couldn't help asking, "You three, did you become a thief in the middle of the night?"

Why do you look more depressed than the other?

"We played games all night." Xia Youjie couldn't hold back another yawn as he spoke.

Weaving Meng looked in a trance: "My dream is full of game sounds..."

Xia Youjie, one of the culprits, immediately gave him an apologetic look: "Sorry, we forgot to turn off the game sound."

Last night, because Zhimeng fell asleep, he deliberately reduced the game sound to the minimum, but he didn't expect that the other party's hearing was so keen that he didn't sleep well all night.

The other culprit was not guilty, and pointed at Zhimeng himself: "You are too weak, Zhimeng, you can't even stay up all night, and you collapsed in the middle of the night, and you didn't see me pressing Jie to beat him." moment of glory."

Xia Youjie sneered for a second: "Oh, Wu, I didn't beat you less last night."

"But I am the winner in the end, I passed the level first..."

"It was someone who was so despicable that he crossed the river and demolished the bridge..."

"Haha, it's called soldiers never tire of cheating..."

Jia Ruozi listened and couldn't help showing dead fish eyes, and complained: "Ah, you guys are quite proud of doing such a thing?"

Are you so thick-skinned?Have the face to say it? ? !

Zhimeng looked at the blackboard, because he didn't sleep well last night, so now he was in a trance, and he couldn't hear what the people next to him were saying clearly, but the ringing of the class bell brought back his mind, which was almost drifting away, and took a picture. Slap your face and force yourself to cheer up.

The two DKs who were still arguing through Dream Weaving were also interrupted by the ringing of the class bell, and Teacher Ye Moth, who was stepping on the bell and walking into the classroom, shut up in unison.

Ye Mozheng looked at three of the four students in the audience who were not in good spirits, and his eyelids twitched, but he didn't say anything, and just gave them the curse bones held in his arms one by one.

The small curse skeleton is not big in size, it is covered in dark green and wears boxing gloves. It seems that the little bear is sleeping and snoring, and it is a bit weird and cute, but it wakes up and starts running up and down as soon as it is placed on the table by the night moth. Jumping and boxing.

If he hadn't been the first to get the Wutiao Enlightenment back in time, he might have been hit in the nose for a long time.

"This is an attack, is it an attack!" Gojo Satoru yelled as he suppressed the dishonest mantra with one finger.

Noctua Moth's face remained unchanged, and he continued to divide the spells for Weaving Dreams beside him.

"This is what you are going to train next—the training on the careful control of spell power."

"This curse skeleton needs to be continuously injected with a steady amount of magic power, otherwise it will wake up and beat you like it did just now."*

After listening to Noctua's righteous way, Zhimeng, who was still in a trance, subconsciously reached out and grabbed the little bear's curse skeleton, inputting magic power into it.

The little bear who just started jumping fell asleep instantly, snoring with an ugly and cute feeling... Seeing Zhimeng, he also wanted to sleep.

Zhimeng shook his head, tried to wake himself up, and said at the same time: "I succeeded the teacher."

So he can leave get out of class early and go to bed?Really sleepy!

"Ah, weaving dreams is very good." Ye Mozheng boasted without changing his face, and kept dividing the skeletons between Xia Youjie and Jia Ruzi before returning to the podium.

Seeing that the students below almost put the curse bones back to sleep in threes and fives, it was not surprising that the night moth was right, and continued.

"The disc I asked you to prepare before is ready? Then go watch it now, watch it with the cursed skeleton, and keep it asleep no matter what the situation..."

"At the same time, I have set up a mechanism, and the stable mana that needs to be input will become more and more with the passage of time, which is very suitable for your training..."

After roughly explaining, Noctuma Zhengdao asked them to leave the classroom and go to the dormitory or other places to play the disc.

This kind of teaching method has never been experienced before, Zhimeng finally pulled himself together, and several people followed Wujo Gou, who said that his dormitory had installed projection equipment, and left.

In the end, the so-called careful control of spell power training evolved into a scene of four students watching a movie together.

But since the location is not in a movie theater, the audience naturally does not need to abide by the movie-watching rules, so that everyone's emotional changes that are not affected by the movie are easily influenced by each other——

In the beginning, Wujo Wushou poked Xia Youjie's arm cheaply, causing Xia Youjie, who was serious about watching a movie for training, to accidentally release the curse in his hand, the spell was interrupted, and he was almost punched by the waking bear. jaw……

Then the scuffle ensues.

First, Xia Youjie and Wujo Wu snatched each other's curse bones, trying to interrupt each other's output of spell power, and were violently beaten by the curse bones.

But because of the position—Kneeling and sitting in front of the display screen, the same as the classroom position, Nitro is on the far left, Xia Youjie is on her right, followed by Weaving Dreams, and Wujo Wu at the end.

Because of the seat, Xia Youjie and Gojo Wu couldn't avoid Zhimeng when they fought, and when their fight became more and more intense, Jia Ruozi, who was affected by watching the movie, impatiently punched the side Xia Youjie, who couldn't dodge Gojo Wu's attack for a while, slammed his arm into Zhimeng next to him.

Holding the curse skeleton, the drowsy Zhimeng accidentally let go of the curse skeleton——

Waking up from the pain in his arms and face from being hit by the cursed bones, Zhimeng was in a daze.Then when he fell back from being punched again, Zhimeng was at a loss.

Ah, bad!

Gojo Satoru, who indirectly caused the status quo, immediately stretched out his hand to embrace Zhimeng, who fell backwards, while Xia Youjie tacitly grabbed the curse skeleton of Luan Da boxing, and handed it to Zhimeng with an apologetic face, hoping that the other party would re-enter Mantra.

However, Zhimeng didn't pay attention to them, but suddenly stretched out a finger.

In Gojo Satoru's momentary sluggish gaze, a bit of blue light magic power emerged from his fingertips——

"Wait, wait stop—"

"Boom——"

The sudden explosion swallowed the entire dormitory in an instant.

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what happened?