Versatile Mage c1-2021, page 7
On the other was half a mountain swallowed by the black spiral!
The northern city that had just entered its summer eve became an incomparably astonishing scene!
The entire space-time had changed, and the cause of it was this tunnel that was unexplainable in scientific terms.
The center of the Spatial Tunnel was the thatched cottage behind the mountains.
The colossal whirlpool suddenly diffused followed by it vanishing into nothingness. It was as if nothing had happened at all.
A certain person who was still sleeping soundly had no idea about the colossal changes to the world, that he had fallen into a parallel world.
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The empty mountain experienced a sudden rain, which gave the scorching summer day a fierce cold punch, suppressing the overwhelming heat.
The air in the morning was particularly good, and the warm meat-buns by the school gates released an alluring smell. The dazzling golden youtiao gave a mouth-watering scent.
"Seventh Uncle, I'd like some soymilk and youtiao." A youth with a messy appearance sat down on the stool as he said this to the old man who sold youtiao.
"Coming." The old youtiao man swiftly served the soymilk, purposely filling up the cup as a smiled radiated across his face, "Mo Fan, you are about to take the magic exams, you should put some effort and strive to get into the University of Magicians so you can bring our Clan some face."
Mo Fan blankly stared at the Seventh Uncle who was selling breakfast by the school gates. He carefully thought to himself and reckoned that he probably misheard, thus he nodded as he ate.
Yesterday, he slept so much that his head felt dizzy; he felt as though he had dreamt about a journey that took several centuries. When he woke up, he felt like a lifetime had passed; he didn't know where east, south, west, and north were, nor whether it was morning or noon.
Mo Fan wolfed down his food, his hand holding half of the youtiao. As he was about to bite into the youtiao, he suddenly felt something heavy at his side. A half-bald man in his thirtys sat down next to him, his body reeking of cigarettes.
"Mo Fan, eating breakfast, eh?" The bald man smiled as he greeted Mo Fan.
"Good morning, Superintendent Hu." Mo Fan hastily smiled as he greeted him back.
This man was the prominent Superintendent Hu, he wore a suit that didn't suit him every day and his forehead shone brightly.
"I'm not wearing my watch, what time is it?" Superintendent Hu asked, exposing his yellow teeth.
Mo Fan took out his broken Nokia to look, "Still another fifteen minutes before the bell rings."
"Crap, I'm late. I still haven't finished my Magic Theory PPT—I don't have time to finish my breakfast…" As Superintendent Hu stood up all of a sudden, Mo Fan suddenly tilted over.
"Boss, I don't need the soymilk….Walking to the office is far too slow—whatever—it doesn't matter if I use some magic." Superintendent Hu stood there talking to himself.
Mo Fan was very puzzled, he felt like Superintendent Hu was speaking in an alien language.
Just as he thought he heard wrong, the soymilk shop's canopy turned over in a incomparably strange way. It was as though compressed air had bubbled forth from within the soymilk shop...
As the evil wind came by, it messed up Mo Fan's hair and rustled his clothes.
"Wind Trail, Fast Stride!"
As Superintendent Hu suddenly muttered to himself, his misfitted suit began to move on his body in an indescribable way—it was as if there was a gale inside his clothes.
His tie fluttered, and his trousers began oscillating. How could there be wind on a calm morning such as this, and it ruthlessly blow toward Superintendent Hu?
"Sssssh~~~~"
An azure light flashed. Mo Fan could see an indistinct thread of a beautiful starlight moving to surround Superintendent Hu's whole body. The starlight flashed as it moved.
"Student Mo Fan, teacher will leave first. Do your best in studying!" Superintendent Hu turned around and exposed his yellow-toothed smile to Mo Fan.
Mo Fan seemed a bit taken back. Before he could come back to his senses, he heard a "swoosh" sound!
The slightly plump, bald Superintendent Hu—with the suit that seemed out of place—followed the dust trajectory from the swirling wind and hastily made his way toward the school!
His stride was exceptionally quick. The students wearing their student uniforms seemed immobile, which let Superintendent Hu travel in high speed through them, leaving behind a shocking dust trail...
During this short period of time, Mo Fan felt like the Superintendent's face was still in front of him. However—at this moment—Superintendent Hu had already disappeared into the depths of the school, and he was no longer able to see his shadow.
The words "Do your best in studying!" still resonated in his ears; however, the person was already gone without a trace. He was chewing on half the youtiao. As the chewing came to a stop, the other youtiao slid from Mo Fan's hands!
Superintendent Hu, are you the successor of Duan Yu, using his ultimate technique of Ripple Tiny Steps???2
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"This is just an illusion, this is definitely just an illusion." Mo Fan rubbed his eyes after a long while.
It must be because I didn't sleep well last night. It must've pressured my cranial nerves or something, how else am I imagining this kind of scene?
Let's finish this breakfast quickly and go back to the classroom to get some more sleep. Heavens, what is this? A bald and prominent Superintendent who can use Ripple Tiny Step?
After arriving at the classroom, he lay down onto the desk immediately without saying anything, so he could mitigate the illusion he had seen before.
From the front of his desk came the two small voices of the student representatives, one said, "There's only one month left, what do I do if I don't get into a good high school?"
"You're really smart though, I'm sure you can enter the Tian Lan Magic High School."
"What, you're the smart one. Your grades for theory classes are so high, I could practically pull out any Magical Beast and you would recognize them and their weaknesses."
Mo Fan creased his eyebrows, this wasn't his first time hearing this whole concept of magic.
What happened? Is it possible that I'm having another illusion?
I don't take drugs nor do I smoke!
Forget it, it must be because I haven't had a proper sleep.
Mo Fan ignored the crazy talk of the two lads in front of him and quickly entered a deep state of sleep.
Mo Fan's many years of experience in studying gave him a superior ability to fall asleep on his desk in just a single second.
"Students, open your textbooks. Today, we will continue to learn about Magic Release's preliminary requirements. Do you still remember what I told you before? To complete Primary rank magic, you have to first make the stars in your Magic Stardust link to each other. By doing this, you will be able to form a Star Path and then utilize the power of Magic. I have already explained this theory to you many times before, while at same time, this is also the most important part of the exam," the Math teacher—Su Qingzhi—said as he maintained his intonation.
In the past, Mo Fan could enter a state of deep sleep as he followed the voice of the teacher. However, as he once again heard 'Magic Release" and "Star", he was immediately woken up.
"Mo Fan, you better listen in class. There's less than a month's time, yet you're still neglecting yourself!" Su Qingzhi saw Mo Fan and immediately reprimanded him.
The classmates also turned their heads around and quietly laughed to themselves. Laughing at the trash had already become their favorite thing to do in class.
"Open your textbook." Su Qingzhi said in continuation.
Mo Fan felt helpless as he opened up his textbook….
"Shit, what is this??" Mo Fan couldn't help himself from swearing.
The pictures, functions, and formulas that were contained in the math book were all gone. Instead, there was a "Star Path" which he didn't understand at all, the picture of the Star had something that looked like a connecting line with streaking meteors. It looked like…. like… just like a f**king Magic Formation!
Mo Fan forcefully suppressed the astonishment in his heart, and then came to another realization.
When the math teacher stopped observing him, Mo Fan kicked his seatmate, Guan Gu, below the table and said, "Are you messing with me? What the heck did you switch out my book for, hurry up and give me back my math book."
"Big brother, what math book are you talking about?" The tanned faced Guan Gu felt wronged— he didn't try to provoke anyone.
"Come take a look at this crap. Hurry up and give me my book back." Mo Fan opened up his book and pointed at the strange Star Path, Magic symbols, and the odd incantations.
"Big Brother Mo Fan, this is the Magic book for this class. What's Math? Did you stay up all night again reading Science novels? You're even saying I'm reading so much that it's like I am possessed—you're the same as me." Guan Gu said.
As Mo Fan heard Guan Gu's retort, his chin almost couldn't help but drop down to the floor.
What is this, and what now?
"Stop bullshitting me." Mo Fan said in anger. This brat sure is good at acting, the real question is whether I'm gonna believe you like a madman.
"Boss, the novels have actually caused you to go mad. We are in the magic world alright, how could we possibly have something as incredible and mysterious as Math. If there really was, then I wouldn't be spending everyday studying something as boring as Magic Theory, Elemental Systems, or Magical Beasts. I would have studied Mathematics, Literature, and all these interesting things a long time ago." Guan Gu said—with a sincere expression and a heartfelt tone—to Mo Fan.
As Mo Fa looked at Guan Gu's expression, he thought to himself, This bastard actually did not even reveal a little bit of a mistake as he said this crazy stuff. It really seemed like it was real.
My seatmate has gone mad, not only has he gone mad, but he's even trying to turn me into a madman!
Learning something as boring as Magic Theory, Elemental Systems and Magical Beasts….
Hehe! It's impressive you can even say that out loud!
"If you don't believe me, then just listen to what the teacher is saying." Guan Gu said indifferently as he saw Mo Fan's peculiar expression.
As Mo Fan heard this, he finally carefully listened to what the math teacher, Su Qingzhi, was saying. However, one part was like an alien language—there were terms which Mo Fan had no idea about— which caused him to feel unwell.
Su Qingzhi didn't mention the familiar 'Functions' nor 'Formulas' at all. On the contrary, he had said the words 'Star Path' and 'Star Diagram' numerous times, he even mentioned things like 'Fire- Ice- Water Elements'.
"Crazy—they've all gone crazy."
Mo Fan's belief was solemn, he would not believe these words.
The next class was with his favorite Literature teacher: Mrs Qin. Beautiful, s.e.xy, m.a.t.u.r.e, gentle, big and perky b.o.o.b.s, her very round b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s won't use this kind of nonsense to deceive me.
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After going through the incomprehensible math class, Mrs Qin—with her slender body and formal black dress—walked into the classroom.
Just like before, she gave a slight smile that illuminated the entire classroom. The boys of the class became like kindergarteners; excitement filled their faces as they greeted the teacher.
"Students, today we will be discussing the pros and cons of black magic. Everyone should already know that black magic is divided into three different types; Spectre Type, Curse Type, and Shadow Type. Then, what's the difference in these three types of Magic?" Mrs Qin said with a gentle and elegant voice.
In the past, Mo Fan would have been able to attentively look and listen. However, after hearing these words, his expression made it seem as though he had eaten a housefly.
While the crazy seatmate to the side of him made a "See, what did I tell you?" kind of expression.
Shit, you're not wrong, then your father, I, must be sick!
Impossible!
Mo Fan finally couldn't take it anymore and quickly slid off his chair and stood up.
"Mrs Qin, aren't we supposed to have Literature class?" Mo Fan asked.
As his seatmate Guan Gu realized what Mo Fan was going to stand up and ask, he tried to pull him away but failed to do so. After hearing what Mo Fan had asked, he facepalmed himself while saying "Oh mai gah".
As the words were said, a roar of laughter arose within the quiet classroom.
The whole class, consisting of forty students, were swaying with laughter. Especially Mu Bai—he laughed so much that he began to tear up.
Mrs Qin did not laugh. She pushed her glasses with gold traces to the side while maintaining a slight smile. Her clear cat-like eyes looked at Mo Fan as she earnestly said, "Mo Fan, this literature you're talking about is Science, right? Science doesn't exist here; you must have immersed yourself in those non-existent things instead of earnestly studying magic. You have to become an useful Mage for society, alright?"
One could imagine the Literature teacher was very sincere. When such earnest words were being spoken out loud, one could imagine the expression of a certain youth changing greatly.
God, please kill me already!!
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Eh, hold on. How come the words Mrs Qin just said was exactly the same as what the already passed, Old Man Ying, had said?
Is it possible that there really is a magic plane? And I have actually been dropped right into the magic plane?
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Mo Fan had originally thought that this was all just a dream; however, the following few days were exactly the same.
While at same time, his clear conscious had also been telling him that this was definitely not a dream.
On the morning of the fourth day, he was once again sitting at Uncle Seven's place eating youtiao, while feeling conflicted.
The two male students next to him were discussing Magical Tools. Mo Fan was unclear on what kind of things these Magical Tools were, however, listening to the way they spoke about it, it seemed to be something incredible. Not only that, it also sounded expensive, roughly about the same price as a car.
"Mo Fan, why do you seem so down? How about I—your Uncle—buy you something to energize you? The exams are coming up, whether you are able to become a Mage depends on this exam... " The youtiao vendor, Uncle Seven, said with concern.
Mo Fan automatically assumed what Uncle Seven had said was related to his grades in school.
"Huhuhu~~~~~~~"
A bizarre wind blew onto the small vendor. It swirled some dust onto Mo Fan's soymilk, thus, he quickly poured it down his throat. His entire being looked dispirited.
The wind got stronger and stronger and Mo Fan felt a strange pressure slowly spiralling down on him.
The grass was was swaying wildly and the dirt particles were flying everywhere. The girls covered and held their skirts down as they let out astonished cries.
Mo Fan had gotten used to it. It was that teacher again using the "Wind Trail" magic to stride, and there was more activity among the people this time.
"What...what in the heavens, what is that??"
"Oh crap, that's so cool!"
"Wings, that person actually has wings behind him. It's exactly the same as the video in Super Kugen!"
"Wind Wings, dear lords, I have actually seen the high-level Wind Element magic 'Wind Wings' with my owns eyes!"
Mo Fan was unable to eat his breakfast peacefully with the surroundings being this noisy.
Mo Fan assumed a calm face as he raised his head, however, in the next moment, it was as if his entire being sustained a lightning shock as he stood there. His drowsy eyes widened all of a sudden, unable to move away from what he was seeing!
Against a bright blue sky, at the corner of a rooftop, by the swaying trees, and the fluttering flag of the school….
This man who was wearing a silver gown looked like a spirit from a dream; he flew past these exceedingly remote locations and streaked across the sky in a breathtaking arc!
Mo Fan sat in the back row in the classroom, so when he was bored he tended to stare at the cloud, the sky, the trees, the flagpole, and the birds who are flying free in the sky. However, he never thought that there would actually be people who would have illusory wings to swoop past him for an unimaginable visual impact.
This should be something that only exists in movies, but now it has actually appeared in front of his own eyes!!
"Wind…..wind….wind wings!" Mo Fan stared at the silver man with wings in the sky as he mouthed the magic name out loud.
Unlike the time he witnessed the Wind Trail, Mo Fan could feel something moving fiercely within his heart; this was him breaking out of the shell of his original mindset, giving birth to a thirst.
That's right, in the past few days, he was unable to accept the changes to everything. Only now did he suddenly realize the great changes, and contrary to one's expectations, it made his heart race violently. It was as though he fell in love with someone at first sight!
After the shock from the silver man flying by had passed, Mo Fan had already stated to himself within his heart: Even if this is a dream, I'll still learn Wind Wings and hover across the horizon freely before I wake up!
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The time that Mo Fan had at hand was very short.
If he were to look at things from the perspective of his former world, nine years worth of mandatory graduation testing was happening in twenty days.
In the remaining twenty days, all Mo Fan did was confirm some crucial points:
The courses were divided into:
Magic Foundation Theory - based on the setup of the subject, it seems to be Literature
Magic Star Path - should be geometry
Magical Beast Knowledge - should be biology
Magical Tools and Devices Knowledge - should be physics
Materials Knowledge - should be chemistry
Magic History and Magic Geography should be self explanatory.
Naturally, Mo Fan also understood one very important piece of information.
