Record of Cultivation of Deflated Demons

"The classmate is too impulsive, the teacher is so tolerant, forget it."

"Forget it." is a common solution to a problem.Ding Jingyi let go, and grabbed Zuo Heng with the tongs: "The empress dowager has urged you to pay tribute, hurry up." The three brothers just walked away.

Sister Lili also received the equipment: "Niu, black-faced cat, please God of Fortune? I messed up the rhythm for a while, and I will find you on WeChat when I want to broadcast something in the next live broadcast."

Ding Jingyi smiled, he felt that he was hidden in a quilt called the New World, and he didn't need to live with tense nerves and tiredness all the time like in the past.He can sustain a living with a little fun now and then.

The two said goodbye to Sister Lily and went to the rental house.After entering the residence, Peng Yuan came back to his senses: "Jingyi, your magic... is real! Your magic... breaks the campus strange talk and eliminates feudal superstition!"

It's okay to break feudalism with magic, and Ding Jingyi helped her forehead.

"You, a modern person, actually believe in things like magic and luck. It's too unscientific."

Ding Jingyi couldn't believe that he said this by himself.Magic is real, complicated and orthodox, it was once his foundation, serious and unquestionable, and now he is trying too hard for a chicken drumstick rice.

Peng Yuan pushed the bento box towards Ding Jingyi: "Of course I believe it."

The bento box opened with a "snap", and the hot air diffused with the sweet aroma of teriyaki. The two of them had soup, vegetables, rice and a chicken leg in their lunch box. Ding Jingyi's share had two pistol legs the size of a fan.

"So I'll add chicken legs to you."

Smiling, Peng Yuan took out the black-faced cat from his chest, put it between two lunch boxes, and "clicked" a photo of a straight man.

Ding Jingyi's eyes turned green in the fragrance, and he didn't care about picking out the bones with a knife and fork, put on plastic gloves and said goodbye to Yaya thoroughly.

15. Chapter 15

Ding Jingyi opened the window, the sky was bright, he shook his shoulders, and his joints "clicked" a few times.

Going to bed at ten o'clock and starting at six o'clock was something he didn't dare to think about when he was in Ellowyn. Leaving the scene before early morning would be considered an early departure.And here is much safer than on-site, and you don't have to worry about food and accommodation.

When he first woke up, Ding Jingyi thought that this was a peaceful and prosperous world where grass was mowed everywhere, but he smelled a little danger from the case of Sister Lily's installation of blind box machines: in this civilization, one must be very cautious in order to succeed in anything, And build momentum.As for the specific method, he still doesn't understand it, and he can't carry it out in a short time.

There was a black-faced cat wallet on the table, which contained more than 3000 yuan in cash left over from before, which was a lot of money.

Peng Yuan put it there when he came back from the hospital.There are also a few job recruitment leaflets, the phone is not locked, and the job advertisements of convenience stores are displayed.

Ding Jingyi doesn't want to develop any industry yet, his best solution is to do odd jobs to earn money for food.

Peng Yuan disclosed the research funds to him and limited the funds corresponding to each matter.Obviously, the research funding is not enough to even eat, let alone restore the original appearance and perform star magic.

This matter is called "daily end" in the system left by Peng Yuan to Ding Jingyi. Ding Jingyi mentioned a lot of keywords from the system. The highest priority is "self-reliance", and the lower priority is "to get by", which is the most controversial. The most important ones are "Sanhe Dashen" and "Hanging force".

Ding Jingyi turned off her mobile phone. The mandatory requirement for convenience store recruitment is under the age of 45, and the stricter ones are only between 18 and 35 years old.His age is definitely beyond the standard, so he has to find a different way to get some work.

The aroma of milk wafted from the living room, Ding Jingyi sniffled and moved over automatically.Peng Yuan was lying on the sofa, covered with a black and white duvet, surrounded by thick piles of books and materials.

"Didn't sleep or wake up early?" Ding Jingyi asked.

"Why do you ask that?" Peng Yuan put down the printed materials in his hand, "I didn't sleep...but you woke up, and the materials and questionnaires are ready, so let's get down to business."

Ding Jingyi frowned, he vaguely remembered that he also had the same past: he studied all night when he was an apprentice, worked overtime all night when he was in charge of the project, coped with it for a while, and then fell seriously ill, and then he couldn't remember clearly.But most of what is forgotten is not a good memory.

"I have some questions to understand, and it will probably waste five or ten minutes of your time..." Peng Yuan handed the cup to Ding Jingyi, "Drink some milk to moisten your throat."

Ding Jingyi took the milk cup, and there was a black-faced cat printed on the enamel cup, which was obviously the product of the previous live broadcast.

He took a sip, and the milk was sweetened with two sugar cubes to his liking, just right.

"The Fog Continent is nowhere to be found, and you don't have the magic power to locate it for the time being. So I wonder if we can make some breakthroughs in the literature."

"You want to write a book?"

"It's not decided yet, let's look at the direction first..." Peng Yuan turned on the tablet and pushed it towards Ding Jingyi, "This is the first version of the questionnaire I made, it is anonymous, you can fill it out at ease... No, it's for you alone."

Only then did Ding Jingyi want to understand Peng Yuan's purpose of chatting with him every day. However, under the lure of milk tea cake with his left hand and fried chicken with beer in his right hand, although he didn't reveal the state secrets, the Misty Continent Tourist Guide must be close.

The questionnaire has [-] questions, with both illustrations and texts.The first ten questions involve all aspects of Ellowyn, the content is relatively popular, with illustrations in medieval style, it looks like an encyclopedia;

The middle ten questions seem to have screened the results of the first ten questions. The content is limited to magic and engineering, and various diagrams are attached. Ding Jingyi has a bit of a headache;

The last ten questions completely focus on the details of various large-scale projects, without pictures, which seem to be a blank for research.

Ding Jingyi turned her wrist, and the tablet returned to Peng Yuan: "From the setting of the puzzle, I understand that you want to use the data for research without exposing me. But there are some problems I can't talk about."

Peng Yuan didn't give up: "Add two chicken legs!"

"Adding a chicken farm doesn't work either—dammit, am I a yellow man! What kind of chicken do you want?"

Ding Jingyi rolled up the sleeve of the right arm of her pajamas, and her left hand slid from the fingertips of her right hand to her elbow. A thick clockwise golden ring pattern appeared on her right arm.

"This is the magic oath I made with the emperor. It is equivalent to a contemporary contract. There are restrictions on confidentiality. The difference between the magic oath and the text contract is that it is executed immediately for the result, and does not require the public security organ, the procuratorate, and the court. There are no magicians in your courts. If I violate the non-disclosure agreement, the hand is gone, simple as that."

Peng Yuan rubbed the swollen eyes with dark circles, and apologized on his face: "I'm sorry, my consideration was too inconsiderate, I didn't know you were an important official of the country..."

Ding Jingyi sighed, his memory is not complete, but the traces on his body always remind him of his status.

The number of officials who signed an oath with the emperor in the history of Ellowyn is very small, and there is absolutely no such qualification if he is not an important minister of the country.

If his colleagues found out that he ate and drank at the college student's house, the result would not be much better than collecting flowers, so he should hide it.

Ding Jingyi had a premonition that she was a lazy person by nature, and she should have done a good job in reincarnation, and she would be able to lie flat for eternity, but she didn't know why she became a brick-moving dog because of something.It's almost like a mechanical descendant!

So for Peng Yuan's hard work, he felt strangely empathetic.

Ding Jingyi took a sip of milk: "You can consider a wider range of fields, and you don't have to stick to engineering."

"What about magic?"

Ding Jingyi hesitated.

Peng Yuan took Ding Jingyi out for a few afternoons when he had no classes, and happened to pass by the G City Museum and mentioned the fire.

It is said that all the fire trucks in City G were dispatched that day, but half of the museum was still burned down, and the firefighters expressed their evil nature.

According to the conclusion of the investigation, it was a fire accident that caused the explosion of the golden coffin, but the golden coffin exploded from the inside. This detail was first disclosed, and then public opinion spread, and the report was suppressed again.

In Ding Jingyi's view, the owner of the golden coffin has an indissoluble bond with the flame.In addition, Peng Yuan was performing summoning magic at that time, and the recent important offering sensed the lack of magic, and automatically replenished and completed the magic.

Ding Jingyi was almost scared to pee at first, thinking that the magic taboo ceiling in the past has now become a casual mess of college students, and it is almost a matter of minutes to reduce the dimensionality and destroy the foggy continent.

He restored the scene of Peng Yuan's summoning, and after careful review, he breathed a sigh of relief. After all, summoning magic was invented by the God of Time and Space and recorded in human language. After years of research by Peng Yuan, the operation is also accurate. The distance is not far, and success is inevitable.

The difficulty is that the only cultural relic in the Misty Continent is in City G, which is simply a match made in heaven.

"Does your country have legal regulations on the profession of magicians?" Ding Jingyi asked.

"No."

"The magicians of Ellowyn are equivalent to the doctors, teachers, and policemen of your civilization. Magicians receive strict education, take extremely high risks, and are required to dedicate everything to themselves. To put it bluntly, they are the best leeks to cut. This civilization doesn't use magic, so you don't have to embarrass yourself."

"What if the country needs magic one day?"

"That's probably because Homo sapiens can calculate the probability of dinosaurs' destruction from the birth of the earth..." Ding Jingyi skillfully used the knowledge left by Peng Yuan to beat the opponent.

Peng Yuan pressed his temples: "I understand the truth, why don't you want to teach me magic?"

Cross-server chat is okay, so much talk was wasted just now.

"I don't really remember who I am, but I must have suffered as a magician. I think you've been single for so long, and it's no problem to rub a fireball."

After Ding Jingyi finished speaking, he turned into the bedroom with a milk cup in his hand. He still hadn't finished reading the job advertisements.

"Our country doesn't need foreign demons to take responsibility..." Peng Yuan's voice came from behind him, "You can just teach me!"

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