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Zhang Mu suddenly realized that he had also been looking for me in the town. The two of us happened to miss each other and only met each other when he stopped.
Trying his best to keep his expression calm, Zhang Mu stood up and asked, "What's the matter?"
The old man stared at the three buckets of instant noodles in his arms, his Adam's apple rose and fell, and he gulped: "I hope the customer can sell me another portion of the food in your hand."
After a moment of silence, Zhang Mu did not say whether it was okay or not, but asked, "What's your name?"
"You can call me Potter, that's what my friends call me."
Nodding, he continued, "Mr. Potter, I can give you a bucket of instant noodles without gold coins."
Zhang Mu did not generously offer to give him all three barrels. Scarcity makes things valuable. If there are too many, they will become worthless.
Potter was anxious and didn't show much joy when he heard this. He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Guest, the most expensive things in the world are all free."
"I think." Zhang Mu smiled, "What I want should be very cheap for you."
"Tell me."
"I want to learn magic."
Potter tilted his head, his expression slightly puzzled: "To learn magic, just find a city with a magician's guild and buy a meditation book."
"I like this town." Zhang Mu responded vaguely.
Without delving into the truth of this statement, Porter said: "My meditation method is not a cheap universal version, and it is not something that can be taught to everyone, unless..."
Zhang Mu's heart tightened, hoping that he could fulfill his requirements.
"Unless you give me three buckets of, what's it called, instant noodles, yes, all three buckets of instant noodles!"
Resisting the urge to complain, Zhang Mu pretended to hesitate and handed over three buckets of instant noodles: "Deal."
Holding the instant noodles in one hand happily, Potter leaned his staff against his side and used his free right hand to take out a blue-covered book from under his robe.
“If you want to learn magic, you must first learn how to sense magic, absorb magic, and use magic.
Those greedy bastards in the Magician's Guild split the three abilities into three volumes, upper, middle and lower, and sold each volume separately.
The price has tripled!
My book is different, it contains all three abilities."
Seeing Zhang Mu's joyful expression after receiving the book, Potter reminded him, "Whether you can become a magician depends entirely on your talent. If you lack too much, no matter how hard you work, it will be useless."
Zhang Mu suppressed his smile and asked, "How do you judge my talent?"
“Successfully mastering three capabilities within five years is the most basic requirement.”
"If you exceed that, you will never be able to become a magician in your lifetime, because it means that you will never be able to understand the contents of the magic book."
Five years?! I don’t have that much time!
Zhang Mu asked hurriedly: "How long will it take to learn it?"
"The fastest person I know of is the president of the Magicians Guild. He only took two and a half years to complete the meditation practice."
Potter picked up the staff and said, "I live at 18 Hatton Street. Come and see me when you have successfully learned the meditation method."
Although she said this, she didn't think he would come to see her.
Just now, Potter quietly checked Zhang Mu's magical talent. There is a little, but not much.
If you are lazy, you will never be able to sense magic in your life, let alone the next two abilities.
Porter felt that he had made a great deal, as he could exchange a book on meditation for three buckets of delicious instant noodles.
With a happy smile on his face, he turned and left.
"Two and a half years at the fastest?" Zhang Mu looked dazed. He fell back on the bench and muttered to himself, "What a joke. You just gave me hope and then kicked me back into the abyss..."
It was not until dusk passed, night fell, and the streets were empty that he came to his senses.
"Hu——" After taking a breath, he looked down at the meditation method in his hand.
On the blue cover are words outlined in lines, which seem to be written with a quill pen.
I don't recognize it, but I can understand its meaning. It should be the panel's built-in translation function.
“Always try.”
To encourage himself, he opened the meditation method.
[Skill detected, do you want to learn? ]
A mechanical sound suddenly rang in his mind. Zhang Mu seemed to understand something and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Yes!"
【Learning is successful, you can check it in the character panel. 】
"Turn on!"
【Role: Zhang Mu】
[Race: Human]
[Occupation: None]
[Level: None]
[Skills: Meditation - Magic Sensing (Level 0), Magic Absorption (Level 0), Magic Control (Level 0)]
[Opened functions: Inventory, resurrection on the spot, resurrection after returning to the city (not yet bound to a city)]
Zhang Mu felt indescribable as he felt the huge amount of information in his mind.
Turn around.
After thoroughly understanding the information flow, he closed his eyes to test it, and indeed, he "saw" dense light spots floating around him.
With a slight movement of his mind, spots of light rushed towards him frantically.
About half an hour later, Zhang Mu felt his body was "full" and opened his eyes.
He raised his hand, and translucent magic power like a stream of water flowed out of his body, forming a thin film on the skin of his palm, flowing continuously.
After staring at it for a while, the magic film suddenly shook and then dissipated.
The magic power that I just absorbed for half an hour has been used up.
Zhang Mu put his hand down and pondered.
Although he was still a little unfamiliar with it, as long as he raised his skill level, the total amount of magic power his body could hold would increase, and his absorption speed and control ability would also be improved.
Zhang Mu flipped through the book of meditation and quickly read the preface. "According to what the book says, being able to see the magic light spots, absorb the magic into the body, and control the manifestation of the magic means that you have mastered the three abilities."
As for raising the upper limit of my abilities, I can do that slowly later. What’s important now is to become a magician and learn magic that can cure cancer.
Zhang Mu put away the book, got up and went to find Potter.
Chapter 4 Changes Brought by Magic
The town was not very big and the roads were not too complicated. Zhang Mu asked passers-by and soon found the door of No. 18 Hutton Street.
This is a residential area with a straight bluestone path and two-story wooden townhouses on both sides.
Go up the steps and knock on the door.
There was no sound in the room, it was quiet.
Zhang Mu walked to the window on the right and peered through the tiny gap between the two wooden boards on the window with his right eye.
I didn't see anyone.
Taking a few steps back, Zhang Mu scratched his head and asked, "Didn't you go home?"
Not wanting to waste time, he left Hatton Street and searched around in the streets lit by dim street lights.
Out of curiosity, Zhang Mu took notice of the wooden street lamp and found that it was not powered by electricity. The dim light was emitted by a piece of stone and there was no lampshade.
He was somewhat interested in the technology tree that was completely different from that of Blue Star, but now was not a good time to explore it.
He quickened his pace and walked around the town a few times, going into all the pubs and inns that were still open to ask, and only stopped when he saw no one else on the road except himself.
Got nothing.
Maybe he went to his friend's house tonight. Let's look for him tomorrow morning.
At the end of the day, Zhang Mu's mood went up and down greatly. He kept walking around the town without stopping for a moment, and every joint in his body was protesting with soreness.
Summon the portal and step through.
After returning to his room, Zhang Mu put his phone into his belongings to prevent it from being lost.
He was not sure whether he could download the game again if his phone was lost, so it was obviously safest to put it in an inventory that only he could use.
I washed up, went to bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
I slept surprisingly well that night.
morning.
Zhang Mu sat up, raised his hands high and stretched comfortably, then summoned the light screen.
"Huh...it's true."
He let out a breath and smiled for the first time since he was diagnosed with cancer.
It’s a little warm, like the warm sun in winter.
Get up and wash up.
First clean up the clutter on the tile floor.
Normally, Zhang Mu would keep the house very tidy, but the pressure brought by his terminal illness was too great during this period, so he had no time to care about his living environment.
He bent down to pick up a few job invitation letters, looked at the sender column, didn't pay much attention to them, and threw them on the coffee table in the living room.
These are companies that sent paper invitation letters to customers after receiving no response via email.
If it were before, Zhang Mu would definitely choose a company with the best treatment to work for, but now he doesn't care.
Even if you work hard for a year, you may not earn as much as you would if you resold instant noodles yourself.
He mopped the floor spotlessly, then changed into a short-sleeved white T-shirt and brown sports pants, took his cell phone, ID card, and medical record book, pushed the door open and left home.
I took a taxi to the hospital.