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If you want to continue to improve the three basic abilities of a magician, you can only apply to the church for an identity badge corresponding to your magician level, which contains the training books for that level.
As for the Fireball Technique, after so much hard work, I finally made some progress.
I can now condense a golden fireball the size of a basketball and keep it stable in the palm of my hand.
But once I throw it out, I can't control the accuracy, which is a bit of a pitfall.
When asked about it, Potter said that one has to reach the level of a magic apprentice, obtain a nameplate from the church, and continue to study the books on the card to have enough mental strength, that is, magical control, to control the thrown fireball.
Treat lung cancer and then find time to go to church.
Zhang Mu turned off the panel and took out the fireball magic book and mobile phone from the inventory.
Open the album, open the book, and put them together.
The magic text in the photo is basically the same as when it was taken, while the text on the magic book is obviously a little dimmer.
No problem, the real world is not affected by the rules of the other world.
Putting away the book, he took out a square cardboard box from his inventory.
Ten days ago, Zhang Mu found a deserted place in the town and hid the herbs.
I thought about this last night and packed the herbs back in a box before returning to reality.
When the lid was opened, three herbs were found inside the box.
Compared to before being taken to the other world, its appearance has changed drastically.
Zhang Mu, who had already mastered a lot of knowledge about herbal medicine, picked them up and looked at them carefully. He was immediately sure that they had completed the alienation.
Steady!
Zhang Mu happily put the herbs back into the box and picked up his phone to search for herbs in the online store.
Cultivate the magic potion first, he thought to himself.
There is no magic in the air of the real world, so he can only practice meditation in the other world every day.
Magic potions can replenish the magic power in the body, so that you can practice meditation in reality, and the speed of practicing meditation can be much faster.
The price of magic potion is not too cheap. Generally, a low-level adventurer would feel painful for half a month if he used a bottle occasionally.
This is because there is a rare herb called Lanhuoguo in the formula.
Zhang Mu took one and checked it on his mobile phone, and it turned out to be wolfberry.
This thing is available in as many quantities as you want in real life, but in the other world it is sold by the piece, and the unit price is calculated based on purchasing power, which is about 9000 yuan in real life.
In a good mood, Zhang Mu patted his butt, changed his clothes and took a taxi to the hospital.
After completing a set of inspection procedures, he walked out of the building with the report.
The lung cancer did not improve, but it did not get worse either. Dr. Song was surprised that the spread of cancer cells had almost stopped.
He kept praising Zhang Mu for his good mentality, which led to this result.
Zhang Mu didn't say anything, just nodded in response, but he was actually very happy.
Potter's potion is effective and pretty good. Now things are not so urgent and I can learn magic slowly from Potter.
I happily took a taxi home.
As soon as he arrived at the door of his house, Zhang Mu frowned.
With his mental strength much stronger, he keenly sensed a strange smell emanating from the mailbox on the wall.
Could it be...
I took out the key and opened the fuel tank door, and sure enough, there was a bank card lying at the bottom of the tank.
I picked it up and looked at it. The password was written on the back.
Who is it?
I didn't see anyone when I went upstairs just now, so it would be futile to go downstairs to look for him now. Zhang Mu went into the house holding the card.
He threw the card on the coffee table, sat on the sofa, folded his arms, and stared at the bank card.
Searching every corner of his mind, he couldn't remember who had such a close relationship with him.
After thinking for a while without any result, Zhang Mu called Ye Ming.
“Brother, what are the results of the herbal test?
Was it helpful for your project? Great, it was an unexpected help.
Hahaha, the old man must be angry, right?
Okay, I understand. By the way, do you have any acquaintance who can help me check the bank account holder?
Nevermind.
Just a little thing, really.
Okay, I will definitely tell you if there is anything."
The phone hangs up.
Zhang Mu frowned, it was really weird.
Send it to the government.
I got up and was about to go out when the phone suddenly rang. I picked it up and saw it was the landlord calling.
"Hey?"
"Handsome boy, it's time to pay your rent."
Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had been busy with magic and herbs these days and had forgotten that the rent was about to expire.
"Sorry, I forgot about it because I was busy. I'll transfer it to you right away."
After hanging up the phone, I opened Juxin. The total amount for three months was 2700, which I transferred all at once.
[Insufficient change balance. ]
Looking at the light black font, Zhang Mu remembered that he had not made any money since he sold four gold coins for more than 20,000 yuan.
I was just busy spending and bought a bunch of random stuff, and with today's check-up fees, I only have a little over a thousand left.
Busy sending messages to the landlord.
"Big sister, I'm a little short on money. Can I wait a couple of days? I'll give it to you before the 20th."
Zhang Mu didn't think it was a big problem. The rent was due at the end of the month and he had to pay it ten days in advance. Today was the 18th.
The landlord wanted it two days earlier, and he didn't owe any money.
"Little handsome boy, we don't have such a saying. People should keep their word."
"Sister, the contract was signed on the 20th, and it will expire in two days." Zhang Mu's tone hardened.
The landlord seemed to know that he was in the wrong, so he said nothing more and just said:
"Okay then, I'll give it to you the day after tomorrow. Be more conscious when the time comes and don't ask me to ask for it."
Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes. He always repays grievances with grievances.
If you are not my opponent, then just bear with it. If you are strong enough, don’t wait overnight.
move place?
He shook his head in an instant. The person who stuffed the bank card in his pocket had not been found yet. If the card was delivered again after he left, it would be troublesome if it was taken away by the next tenant.
Find the person quickly and we’ll talk later.
After thinking it over, Zhang Mu stood up and put his phone into the inventory. He saw that the instant noodles had been finished, so he ran downstairs to buy three boxes.
"Come to think of it, I've been in that town for almost half a month, and I haven't had a good time strolling around."
"I'll go take a look around later and see what's easy to resell."
If you can't find it for the time being, use instant noodles and potter to exchange for a few gold coins for emergency.
After thinking for a while, he summoned the portal and stepped in.
Chapter 15 Cold Avril
Song Lan took bus No. 8 to leave the community and got off at the terminal.
When you come out of the station, turn right.
It's because I'm in a bad mood and my steps are dull.
The pink shoulder bag slung over the back might have guessed what its owner was thinking. She shook herself with the strength of her twisting waist and patted the small butt wrapped in jeans to comfort her.
Her butt felt a little uncomfortable when the shoulder bag hit her, so Song Lan pulled it to her lower abdomen and held it tightly with both hands to prevent it from shaking.
Soon, she walked into a villa area in a high-end residential complex, strolled along the straight stone road for a while, and entered a three-story European-style villa.
"Giving money again?"
Lobby.
Su Biqing was wearing a black silk camisole that reached her thighs.
Lying on her side on the sofa, with her long hair spread out, one of her dazzlingly white thighs raised and resting on the backrest, her valley covered with white lace happily welcoming the coolness brought by the breeze.
"It's exposed!"
Song Lan didn't respond. She threw her bag on the table, moved her thighs down, and sat on them directly.
"You want to crush me to death?" Su Biqing scolded with a smile, pulling out her legs and slightly bending them to make room for Song Lan. "Don't change the subject. Did you give money to that scumbag again?"
"Zhang Mu is not a scumbag."
Su Biqing rolled her eyes at her: "No?"
“It’s been more than ten days since the last 150,000 was delivered, right?
Not to mention coming to thank me, you didn't even call me. You are just a fool."
"He doesn't have my phone number, so maybe he has forgotten me."
Song Lan held her face with both hands and whispered softly.