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Even so, Zhang Mu did not let down his guard.
To ensure that he would not be followed, he made an appointment with Mih a few days in advance.
Just a few steps out of the city, Mihe, who was dressed like an ordinary farmer begging for food in the fields, was standing on the roadside not far away waiting.
"Mr. Mih, please help me."
"You are too polite, Lord City Lord." Soran followed, but Mih did not call him by his name.
After the greetings, Mih stood directly between the two of them, held their wrists, and activated the Sprint Technique.
The surrounding scenes became blurred and the space distorted.
Worried that the non-professional Soran couldn't handle it, Zhang Mu asked Mi He to slow down a bit.
As a result, I was told that I had blocked his perception with my mental power and there would be no negative effect on my body.
Zhang Mu frowned: "I remember that time in the Silent Forest..."
He almost vomited his gall at that time.
"You are too reckless. I hope you can learn to calm down."
The corners of his mouth twitched twice, and Zhang Mu stopped talking. He turned to study Mi He's steps.
It's exactly the same as walking normally.
Lift your foot, step out, and land.
After watching for a while, Zhang Mu suddenly felt that, except for the different name, the effect of the speed technique seemed to be exactly the same as "Shrinking the Earth into an Inch".
He was worried that the magic he knew was not enough to pass off as "immortal magic", so he asked with a licking face: "Mr. Mihe, where did you get your speed spell from?"
It must be because he felt embarrassed to be thinking about other people's secret skills, Zhang Mu's tone became much gentler.
She looked at him suspiciously: "Of course it's a maze."
"Well, it's like this. I want to learn from you, is that okay?" After saying that, Zhang Mu took advantage of him not saying anything and quickly emphasized, "It's not in vain. I'll pay the tuition."
“Hehe, Gong… Lord City Lord.
You helped us a lot, saved us from the desperate situation of impending extinction, and helped us to stand on our feet. It's just a magic, there is nothing wrong with teaching you.
It’s just a speed trick…”
Mihe suddenly paused, glanced at Soran, and used his mental power to lock his hearing before continuing, "Speed is a soldier-level space magic.
Zhang Mu, you are indeed very talented as a magician, but it will take time..."
"I'm already a wizard."
The slow footsteps suddenly froze, from extremely fast to still in an instant. If it weren't for the rapid improvement in strength, Zhang Mu would have fainted.
Throwing Soran aside, Mi He stared at Zhang Mu: "Are you kidding me?"
"When have I ever joked with you?"
He remained silent.
As far as I can remember, Zhang Mu really didn't like joking.
But I... when we first met, he told me that he was a junior magician.
How long has it been?
Half a year?
Wizard?
Is this a joke?
"You're kidding." Mih laughed. "You're kidding? What a joke!"
The moment he finished speaking, violent mental power surged throughout his body.
The weeds on the roadside were centered around him and fell outward. They only lasted for the blink of an eye before being uprooted and flying away with the grass and soil.
Mihe tried to avoid Soran consciously, but he still fell to the ground with a blackout.
The special skill of magician and magicians above level is mental storm.
Zhang Mu here was very calm. While he was promoted to a senior magician on the panel, he had already mastered the mental storm.
Knowing that Mi He wanted to verify what he said, he did not react too violently and simply mobilized his mental strength to meet him.
"Om-"
The invisible mental force collided and tore in the air, and even a low, harsh buzzing sound was heard all around.
It only lasted about three seconds.
No matter how long it takes, it doesn’t matter if the dirt road under your feet has begun to crack. The real problem is that Sauron loses his life.
The weeds that were almost close to the ground slowly straightened up, the sounds in the air disappeared, and the hair that was dancing wildly behind Mih slowly calmed down.
In the silent meeting, he asked: "Mage?"
"Yeah, it'll only be a few days."
"You ate a dragon?"
Hearing this, Zhang Mu became interested: "Are there dragons in Lake Kingdom?"
I didn’t eat.
That’s right, a wizard can’t defeat a dragon.
Mih's shoulders suddenly slumped a little.
Zhang Mu, who was standing opposite, noticed it at the first moment.
"What's wrong Mr. Mihe?"
"I... feel like I've lived for two hundred years in vain."
"Eh..." Zhang Mu waved his hands, "You can't say that.
Based on three meals a day, you have wasted 219,000 tons of food."
The forced smile froze on Mih's face.
“Are you good at math?”
"A little bit, okay."
"Humph."
He shook his hand, his face darkened as he picked up Soran. He disappeared, leaving behind a gradually faint voice: "Go to Moza Village by yourself!"
……
When Zhang Mu arrived at Moza Village, Soran and Domit had already finished lunch.
Looking at the porcelain plate with only soup left on it, he was very angry.
What's wrong with the old man?
I saw that he was in a low mood, so I told a joke on purpose to cheer him up. Not only did he not thank me, but he didn't even leave a bite of his food for me?
Soran's face was calm: "Lord City Lord, Mr. Mihe specifically asked us to eat it all."
In the end, Domit still had Zhang Mu in his heart.
He pulled Zhang Mu into the kitchen, opened the lid of the earthen stove, and saw steam rising from the pot of food.
After finishing his meal with gnashing teeth, Zhang Mu came to the training ground with a toothpick in his mouth contentedly, followed by Domit and Soran.
The open space is no longer as empty as it was a few months ago.
The exercise equipment that Zhang Mu bought when he returned to Blue Star has been installed.
Soldiers are advancing quickly over different obstacles such as railings, single-sided bridges, etc.
The soldier now looks more like a soldier.
Because they had to give up the means of fighting the enemy mainly based on cold weapons, Zhang Mu asked them all to change into jungle camouflage uniforms that were easier to move around in.
When he arrived, none of the soldiers who were lining up and training looked at him or said hello. Zhang Mu was not angry, but nodded with satisfaction.
It looks a bit like this.
Clapping his hands, Zhang Mu shouted, "Assemble!"
……
Dam was an ordinary soldier in the second platoon of the first company of the third regiment under the newly formed First Front Army in the city of Ghor.
Before joining Mr. Zhang Mu's army, he had never thought that the resistance army would actually become an "army" one day.
During the more than ten years of hiding in the Silent Forest, Dam grew from a naughty boy to a young man.
During this time, he also learned about the "Rebels" and what they actually did.
There was no intention of leaving, even though Mr. Mih let everyone stay or go.
Dam remembered clearly why he and his mother came to the resistance.
All the food in the village was robbed, not by robbers, but by the kingdom's guards.
The lord who ordered the guards was not short of the little food stored in the village.
Mother said - he wanted to see us suffering from hunger and pain.
Will adults be happy then?
Dam didn't understand how he could get pleasure from watching other people's misery.
But he knew one thing, if he left the rebels and cultivated farmland in the kingdom, he would die sooner or later.
When he got older, he realized that if he stayed in the resistance, he would die sooner or later.
He also knew it at the same time, and everyone in the resistance knew it.
We are farmers, swinging iron hoes and have never even wielded swords or spears. What can we use to fight the kingdom and protect ourselves?
I am alive now, simply because the kingdom has not discovered me.
So, every day, Dam waited for the soldiers to rush into the circle and massacre them.