After the villain Demon King took the halo

While talking, only Xue Nan's voice was in the room.

He raised his head in doubt, only to find that the staring eyes of the salted fish friends were staring straight at the magic circle that he had drawn at random. In that posture, he wished to stare out all the eyeballs before finishing.

Xue Nan paused: "Are you... all right?"

"very bad--"

This sentence was yelled out by Tom.

His face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes were full of extreme fanaticism: "My God, my God! This is the legendary ancient magic! Someone actually knows how to use it!"

The ancient magic mentioned here does not refer to the ancient times of human history, but the "ancient times" that are farther away and still belong to the period of gods.Legend has it that the races at that time could communicate with nature, obtain power from nature, and thus cast "magic".

According to legend, the origin of all magic power comes from the "devil king". He is the most beloved child of the creation god, and the god bestows on him supreme abilities and blessings.

Of course, the above are all legends. Most of the students were drowsy when they took this class, and they didn't take this elective class to heart at all.Most people even think that the teacher is just talking nonsense-how can nature lend human strength?

All, students will learn to communicate with nature in the first lesson of learning magic, but there is no one who can really communicate with nature. All students feel that this lesson is very absurd and inexplicable, and they cannot understand it at all. Over time, even the teacher skips it this lesson.

But now, hailed as the most unlikely thing that could ever happen, it looms large in front of them, laughing at how naive their previous thinking was.

"Isn't that how you study magic?" Xue Nan raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"How could someone be like this—"

Tom, who seems introverted and shy, is actually the most excited one. May I ask which student didn't have expectations when he entered the magic academy, eager to research results that could change the magic world?

Now this miracle really appeared in front of him. After the initial excitement, Tom was dizzy and didn't know what to say.

"Then will this allow us to enter the finals?" Xuenan had never studied magic courses, and did not understand the significance of "ancient magic" to the students, so he was still asking stupidly.

"sure!!"

"That's good." After receiving an affirmative answer, Xue Nan was relieved and in a good mood, "I can still draw more complicated magic circles."

At this moment, even Al and Eric, who are not so fanatical about magic, are about to faint.

They seem to have found a very remarkable man.

-

Xuenan spent a rare leisure time.

He keeps in touch with the demon world every day, and remotely controls the mining and smelting progress of iron ore. With the improvement of the smelting level in the workshop, the products produced are becoming more and more refined, and the scope of the iron ore is getting wider and wider.

And lastly...weapons.

When he learned that the first long sword was made, Xue Nan had mixed feelings, but he still acquiesced that they continued to make weapons.

Sometimes, weapons are not for hurting others, but for protecting yourself.

And progress on the automatic lamp—that is, the original electric lamp—was also promising.

The researchers have solved most of the difficulties. The only problem now is to find a stable energy source. Magic power cannot be used as energy source. How is that different from a magic lamp?

Electricity research still has a long way to go...

In addition, it is to write research reports on ancient magic and keep in touch with the Elf King.

After half a month of cramming, Xuenan was finally able to write beautiful calligraphy and a decent research report.

After writing the names of the team members on the first page of the report, Xue Nan and his friends finally breathed a sigh of relief. They put the research report, which took half a month, into a special paper bag and sealed it.

"I'm not from your school...is there really no problem?" Xue Nan was still very worried about this.

"It's all right." Al still had the indifferent attitude, waving his hands nonchalantly, "The school only recognizes the badge, and there is indeed personal information in it, but no one will check it every day."

How can any school check the student ID card every day?

"Don't tell me if the name is familiar...the teachers are very full, except for a few senior students who are capable enough to be assistants, they don't know anyone else." Speaking of this, he was a little depressed, "I didn't wear a robe once. If you go out, you will be treated as a handyman."

His expression was so resentful that Xue Nan couldn't help but sneezed, and tightly covered his mouth when he heard it, not to let himself laugh.

"It's okay, just laugh." Al waved his hand nonchalantly, "And it's okay to be found out, really, I remember that in the first half of the year, a senior team leader took his brother to participate in the competition. As for the students from the remote magic academy, they directly joined the academy because of their outstanding performance in the competition."

Xue Nan nodded.

He has no interest in joining the magic academy, he just wants to meet that very powerful magician.

He was relieved after hearing what his friend said.

That night, he slept in a vacant room in the dormitory.

To be honest, this feeling is too novel. Xuenan doesn't have many memories of the Magic Academy, only the day when he first entered the game and opened his eyes.

He saw a very attractive young man with white hair.

Although Xuenan almost forgot what the other party looked like, but the white hair really poked XP, which made him unforgettable for a long time-although this "Jiujiu" was only half a year old.

With a beautiful fantasy about the future, Xuenan entered the dream.

He had that dream again.

This time Xue Nan is not a bystander, but a "participant"—he seems to have entered his own young body.

"Nannan, can I take you to eat a small cake later?" The female voice was gentle and familiar, holding "him" as she walked up the long stairs. This staircase is like the one in an old European castle. It is very narrow, and the rising arcs are all crowded together, like walking in a steeple.

Xue Nan couldn't make a sound or move, he was forced into this young body, as if traveling back to a certain moment in the past.

At this point in time, he had just come out of the space-time rift and was picked up by a woman for treatment, but his perception of space was still chaotic, and his whole body degenerated to a juvenile form, language and movement abilities seemed to have degenerated, turning into a A real toddler—maybe he's a little silly compared to a normal toddler.

And Xue Nan couldn't make more actions in this memory.

He watched helplessly as the woman carried him to the top of the tower. Here was a large magic research room. Inside stood a magician wearing a magic robe exactly like the woman's, watching the mixing of magic reagents in the glass bottle with an unshaven beard.

"Old man, I brought Nan Nan here." The woman's tone changed, from being gentle and kind to Xue Nan to impatient, "If you hurt Nan Nan again this time, I'll—"

"Don't let me eat, I know." Unexpectedly, this magician who looked like a research fanatic actually had a good temper. He showed a warm and bright smile, and walked over to pick it up from the woman's arms. "Xue Nan", patted his head, "Good boy."

He first fed "Xue Nan" with a piece of sugar. After the child relaxed, he took out a thin tube with a long rubber tube and needle attached.

Xue Nan could tell at a glance that this was a primitive blood drawing tool.

The magician sterilized the needle tube and Xue Nan's arm, and then carefully pricked the young boy's delicate arm. The blood slowly flowed into the tube. It was only half filled, and the woman couldn't stand it anymore: "Enough is enough."

"This time, we only need so much." The magician skillfully pulled out the needle tube, stopped the bleeding, put away the tube containing the blood, and stroked the soft hair of "Xue Nan", "This is for treating Nan Nan's illness. right?"

"Xue Nan" is stupid, not knowing what this action means.

The woman hugged "Xue Nan" lovingly: "Our good Nan Nan."

The dream came to an abrupt end here.

Xue Nan didn't wake up with a start this time, but woke up naturally.

The memory in the dream is very beautiful, like a fragile bubble, which always makes people worry that it will be blown by the wind.

He lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze, the tiny cracks on it that had been cracked by time gradually blurred and became a mess.

He suddenly didn't want to retrieve that memory.

Xue Nan changed her position, lay on her side, curled up under the quilt, and buried herself completely.

He lost his memory and had a very good experience. He was picked up by his adoptive parents and stayed at home, just like a real family. The father and mother brought a child, and the three of them lived stumblingly.

This is a life Xue Nan has never experienced.

"Wouldn't it be too sad if I recovered all my memories and learned that they abandoned me for some reason, or that I didn't grow up to be what they expected..."

All stories have a happy ending, Xuenan can imagine the desired ending, if it is a bad ending, he might be so sad that he would cry.

How do I describe this feeling... It's too beautiful to believe, and I dare not approach it.

Xue Nan really wanted to find someone to talk to.

The moon was hanging high outside, and the little friends were all asleep, it was not good to disturb them, and their relationship was not good enough to pour out their thoughts casually.

Except for them, Xue Nan didn't meet any new friends, and the rest were communication props placed by the bedside.

If it was before, Xue Nan would not have disturbed other people's rest so impulsively, but after waking up from such a warm dream, a strong desire to confide in her heart arose.

He randomly took a communication tool, tapped it three times, and patiently waited for the tool to light up.

It didn't light up the first time, he tried the second time, and the third time...until the sound came from the prop.

"Huh?" The voice was hoarse and tired, like a traveler who had been walking in no man's land for a long time, exhausted physically and mentally.

"Are you okay..." Xue Nan recognized that it was the voice of the Elf King, and his worries about his friends instantly overwhelmed the tangled emotions in his heart. He sat up and asked anxiously.

"I'm very bad, Xuenan."