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The two walked about one meter in front.
Maura clenched her fists and said, "Your Highness, let me teach him a profound lesson!"
The woman addressed as Her Royal Highness the Princess stared at her, and Maura's terrifying aura quickly slipped away as she stepped back.
The woman turned her eyes to Zhang Mu: "You can call me Avril, the interesting guy that Teacher Potter mentioned."
The moment Avril saw him, she guessed that Zhang Mu should be the person Porter was talking about.
In the remote town, people wear strange clothes, but there is no trace of humility in their temperament.
If it was just this, she couldn't be sure, but since she appeared in front of Potter's rented house, there was no other possibility.
"Hello, my name is Zhang Mu." He nodded in response.
When they met not long ago, Zhang Mu didn't look at her carefully. Now that they were face to face at close range, he discovered that this woman's pupils were actually ice blue.
"Your Highness, the Princess, use honorifics, you bastard!" Maura poked her head out from behind Avril, baring her teeth.
Zhang Mu twisted his mouth and was about to retort to her.
"Have you met already? It seems I don't need to introduce you to each other." Potter's voice was above his head.
The three of them looked up at the same time and saw Potter flying out of the window and landing on the ground like a feather.
"Mr. Potter."
"Mr. Potter"*2
He glanced at the three people one by one, and finally landed on Mora: "I will clean up the monsters outside the town tonight, and you will set off for the capital tomorrow."
Maura was stunned, and waved her hands and shook her head frantically: "Her Highness the Princess needs my care!"
"What makes you think I'm negotiating with you?" Potter had a blank expression on his face, and his violent mental power swept around. "Avril is too lenient with you."
Zhang Mu, who was affected, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and Avril's face turned even paler.
Mora, who was the main target, fell to his knees uncontrollably, and the bluestone slabs under his knees were pressed into countless cracks.
Potter withdrew his mental power, his eyes were indifferent without any emotion: "Zhang Mu follows me to learn magic potions, and he is my registered student."
"Who do you think you're facing?"
"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Potter."
Maura staggered to her feet, ignoring her knee injury, and apologized in a trembling voice.
Potter's usual kindness made her forget that he was actually the most powerful magician in the Kingdom of Lake. Strength meant power, and he had the right to deprive her of her life at will.
The terrified Maura unconsciously wanted to hide behind Avril, but she pinched her thigh to restrain herself.
He knew that if Potter really wanted to kill her, no one could stop him, not even Avril.
"Teacher, I will discipline her carefully."
"Yeah." Potter walked towards the door. Without him taking out the key, the wooden door opened automatically. "Hurry up and go to class. You've already wasted a lot of time."
Chapter 18 Su Biqing comes to visit
Porter's second floor is actually not too small.
But when I rented the house, I was only considering living there by myself. Now that four people have suddenly squeezed in, the house suddenly seems a little cramped.
Not to mention the room on the second floor used for brewing medicine. A few days ago, Zhang Mu and Porter were unable to get away.
While thinking about the formation, Potter asked Avril and Maura to go to the inner room on the first floor to rest. He gave Zhang Mu a lesson first, and then taught Avril magic and alchemy after that.
This way the two people are staggered, otherwise the small room on the second floor would not be able to accommodate the three of them.
Avril didn't feel unhappy because she was in the back of the queue. Instead, she felt happy in her heart.
Having lived in the capital for more than 20 years, there have always been men trying to get close to her, which has led to her instinctive aversion to men now.
It would be too torturous for her to attend classes with a strange man in a small room.
After Avril and Maura, who was burying her head, went into the inner room behind the stairs, Porter waved to Zhang Mu to go upstairs.
Zhang Mu didn't go with them, saying that he forgot to bring the instant noodles and went home to get them. After going out, he found an empty alley and took out a box of Kangshoufu from the inventory.
To avoid Potter's suspicion, he stayed there for ten minutes before returning.
The two continued to brew the potion, with Porter explaining to him the details that needed attention.
The sunlight shone through the window onto the floor, slowly spreading toward the operating table, and when it finally reached Potter's toes, it was already noon.
"Mr. Potter, come and try a new flavor."
Zhang Mu picked up the cardboard box in the corner, took out two buckets, opened them, and placed the rest at his feet.
Eating instant noodles at noon is the happiest time of Porter's day. He happily takes the boiled water and pours it into the noodle bucket, then he and Zhang Mu lean against the operating table and wait patiently.
"Mr. Potter, what happened this morning was actually unnecessary. She was rude to me, so I just had to be rude to her."
Potter put his staff on the table. "Although I have not yet agreed to accept you as my formal student, you have been studying alchemy with me for more than ten days."
"In Sol Continent, in this situation, it is generally assumed that you are my registered student."
"Students who are listed are also students. As a teacher, you should protect your students. To offend you is the same as to provoke me."
"It's understandable that you don't know since you come from a remote village, but it's wrong for Maura to ignore it. She's so reckless, it will bring trouble to Avril one day."
Rubbing his chin and thinking for a while, Zhang Mu nodded: "That makes sense."
He did not stubbornly refute Potter with his own knowledge. He had to understand that the other world and Blue Star were completely different worlds, and it was normal to have different views and behaviors.
As the two chatted, a fragrant aroma gradually filled the noodle bucket.
Just as I was about to start eating, Maura suddenly walked in dazedly.
"Oh, it smells good, what is it?"
Her sleepiness disappeared instantly, and she stared at the instant noodles in Zhang Mu's hand with shining eyes: "Mr. Zhang Mu, can you give me one portion?"
Zhang Mu was stunned: "Are you a beggar?"
"How can it be!"
"Then why are you asking for things?"
Maura's face quickly turned red, and it was unclear whether she was angry or for some other reason. She turned around and went downstairs.
"What's wrong with her?" Avril walked in and asked curiously.
"Maybe I'm ashamed." Zhang Mu replied with a snort.
"What a rich aroma." Avril came over and looked into the two people's flour buckets. "Is this a specialty from my junior brother's hometown?"
"That's it."
"Anything else? How much?" Avril took out a purse from her wide sleeve and opened it.
Zhang Mu looked at her and nodded his chin to his feet: "Take it yourself. For the sake of our fellow disciples, three gold coins."
Potter, who had buried his face in the flour bucket, raised his head and protested loudly: "It's not fair, I spent four gold coins in the first place!"
This old man, Zhang Mu was speechless, and after Avril took it, he pushed the box to Porter's side: "It's all yours."
The old man immediately showed his big white teeth.
The stingy Zhang Mu suddenly became generous, but it was not really because of what Potter said.
Potter protected him in the morning. He didn't say any words of thanks, but he kept it in his heart. After all, in terms of relationship, Avril and Maura almost grew up under Potter's care.
There was not much noodles in the bucket, and the three of them finished it in a few minutes.
Avril's expression was still as cold as usual, but she felt unsatisfied in her heart and was thinking about buying a few buckets from the teacher in the evening to satisfy her craving.
While thinking, he lifted up the flour bucket and looked at it: "What a delicate painting, a style I have never seen before."
She looked at Zhang Mu and wanted to ask, but because Potter went to the corner to pick up herbs, she finally noticed the stove.
Putting the flour bucket on the table, she walked a few steps closer and stared at the red fire licking the bottom of the iron pot, which was so steady.
"Teacher, what is this?" Avril swore that in her twenty-one years of life, her emotions had never been more turbulent than at this moment.
"Tools." Potter came to the stove with the herbs in his arms, very proud of her shock, "Items from Zhang Mu's hometown."
"Avril, you are not a magic prop bestowed by God, nor are you a poor imitation of a magic prop. You are a tool created by humans to facilitate their lives."
"Tools..." She muttered absentmindedly, and it took a long time for her eyes to regain focus and look at Zhang Mu, "My junior's hometown..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Mu interrupted him: "Yes, that's right. We don't believe in gods. We rely on our own hands for food and drink. If gods dare to steal our things, we will kill them too."
Knowing what she wanted to ask, Zhang Mu didn't waste any words and just blurted out the answer.
Avril was silent, thinking about something. After a while, she left with a thoughtful look in her eyes.
The two continued teaching and were busy until the evening, when Zhang Mu patted his butt and left.
After returning to Lan Xing's house, he stretched and prepared to take a shower: "I'm going to go out later and send the bank card to the government."
As soon as the person entered the bathroom, there was a knock on the door.
Without even taking off his clothes, he came out and answered the door.
"Who are you?"
A strange woman was standing outside the door, with a curly figure and long wavy hair.
"Su Biqing." She glanced at Zhang Mu wantonly, "She looks good, no wonder she has made Song Lan so confused."
Song Lan?
Zhang Mu was slightly puzzled, as if he had heard of this name somewhere before.
Before he could remember, Su Biqing warned him in a bad tone: "It's okay to cheat some money, as your travel expenses, leave Su City early, and don't contact Song Lan.
Otherwise, I guarantee you will die an ugly death."
After saying that, Su Biqing turned and walked towards the elevator, muttering to herself, "What kind of vision does this little girl have? When it comes to men, she only looks at their faces. It's useless if she has no ability."
She had reason to be angry.
Song Lan told her that the person who came to deliver money was not at home twice, but the door opened when she knocked.
What does this mean? This scumbag is deliberately avoiding Song Lan and creating a tragic character of himself facing a terminal illness alone in order to arouse Song Lan's sympathy.