The Spirit World

Chapter 672: Mortal Reminder
In the distant future, when Chang Yufeng asked Gong Xinlin why her first awkward meeting didn't make her feel shy around strangers.

Chang Yufeng did not get the calmness that Gong Xinlin thought she had. Gong Xinlin felt that the biggest reason why she could chat with Chang Yufeng, who was like a little fat boy, and even be familiar with him, was because she felt that a little fat boy who was covered in mud and looked a little stupid should not be a bad person.

At least, Xun Huangying agreed with Gong Xinlin's point of view. He said that his sheep were a little stupid, which was destined to happen.

How many things in this world are destined to happen?

When the laws of reason and the laws of nature are integrated together, is it fate?
"Are you alone?" Chang Yufeng was indeed covered in mud, but his skin was thick and tough, so he might not notice it so obviously.

"Aren't you alone too?" Gong Xinlin sat beside Chang Yufeng, neither too far nor too close to him, with a subtle sense of distance.

"That's one person."

"Um……"

Chang Yufeng touched his face, and the solidified mud on his hands and face broke into a whitish powder. He rubbed it on his hands, took a look, and rubbed it on Xun Huangying's body.

Xun Huangying stared at him in disbelief.

"Hey...were you also burned here by the skyfire?"

This sentence shows that he was burned here by heavenly fire.

Chang Yufeng looked at Xun Huangying and helped him clean up. Xun Huangying was eating the leftover bread. This little lamb was very small, but it was surprisingly good at eating.

"Not really. I'm just... traveling around. I'm a stranger." Gong Xinlin finished his bread and sat on the steps. Like all the refugees, he sat quietly, waiting for the next food distribution from the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Stranger?" Chang Yufeng, the old native, thought that this word was very good. The word stranger was so good. It didn't matter where one was from, and any word could be used.

"Yes, I come from a very far place. You may have never been there. Of course, I won't tell you. Haha."

Gong Xinlin laughed twice, brought her legs together, placed her hands under her knees, and leaned back. In October, the midday sun was no longer strong, and Gong Xinlin's short hair glowed in the sun, looking so beautiful.

Chang Yufeng looked at her, not knowing why this little mystery from the present world would make this girl laugh, but to be honest, he also came from a very far away place.

But now, perhaps he has no way to say where he came from.

Chang Yufeng relaxed on the steps and slowly leaned his back against the next step. There were many people here when the food was distributed just now, but now there are fewer people.

"But I'm only doing this for your own good. It would scare you if I tell you. That's why I didn't tell you." Gong Xinlin explained. It would be hard to deceive this little fat guy who gave him food. He felt embarrassed to do so.

She was just looking at herself, and she didn't know what strange thing there was on her body at that time, maybe it was mud, or maybe it was that kind of perseverance. At least Xun Huangying should know.

"I also come from a very far place. Maybe I am a stranger too, right? Ying?" Chang Yufeng looked at the sun beside him and couldn't think of anything else to say.

It's a rare moment of leisure, and the feeling of meeting a fellow villager but being able to only chat slowly is actually quite subtle.

Chang Yufeng didn’t know what Gong Xinlin was thinking. Maybe he wanted to do something, or maybe he was thinking about the distant future.

"Yes, what my big fool said is right." Xun Huangying finished eating the bread, sat down next to Chang Yufeng, and leaned against him to rest.

People should rest after eating. I don’t know who made this rule.

"Hahaha, your summoned beast is so cute ~ and it can even curse ~" Gong Xinlin narrowed his eyes and smiled at Xun Huangying. Xun Huangying was very full and his belly was as big as a ball.

This sheep ball is always so annoying.

"I am... forget it, I'm too lazy to bother with you." Xun Huangying wanted to correct the title of the summoned beast, but he didn't bother with it because he was too lazy.

"Where do you want to go now? I mean..." Chang Yufeng looked at Gong Xinlin. Judging from his school uniform, Gong Xinlin was still just a high school student. A high school student who became a time traveler might be a little better than himself.

I don't know if she has any special abilities.

"Me? I want to go..." Gong Xinlin touched his chin unconsciously and began to look at the sky. He seemed to not know what to say, but since he was asked again, he felt like he had to give an answer.

"I want to find the strongest person in the world to learn from, and then think about other things."

Gong Xinlin's answer was so straightforward, so clear and decisive that Chang Yufeng was a little dazed. Why did this decision, which was made after careful consideration, make Chang Yufeng so confused?

When Chang Yufeng heard it at first, he was a little surprised and wondered if he had heard it wrongly.

He confirmed it.

"Yes, you heard it right. I want to find the most powerful person in the world and learn from him." Gong Xinlin repeated it.

"Why?"

Chang Yufeng's back moved forward, no longer leaning on the previous step.

"Because..." Maybe Gong Xinlin thought this question was very strange, or he couldn't answer it for a moment, so he scratched his head and looked at Chang Yufeng in confusion. Chang Yufeng blinked twice and looked at him strangely.

"Don't you think this question is strange? Isn't it normal to want to learn from a master? Are you going to farm? Haha."

Gong Xinlin shook his head, as if in a good mood, and began to hum a ballad: "If you learn powerful magic or swordsmanship, you can do whatever you want, right? Since you have to spend time learning, of course you have to learn the best."

"Then, do you know who is the most powerful person in the world?"

Chang Yufeng paused for a moment, not understanding how Gong Xinlin should finally achieve this goal that seemed like a daydream.

Because this matter itself is outrageous. Let's not talk about who is the most powerful person in the world. The Empire has the [Imperial Celebrity Records], so it's okay. There is no ranking order for the principalities or other kingdoms. Many powerful people are just legends in the world. It's impossible to let them all fight, so how to rank first...

Maybe the most powerful person in the world is just a concept, but Gong Xinlin's desire to become stronger is indeed obvious.

Does the most powerful person in the world really exist? Would he really be willing to teach a little girl who wants to be his apprentice? Can she learn it?
"No, how did you find it?" Chang Yufeng paused and asked, "I mean, what is your current level of strength? Magician? Mage? Grand Mage?"

At least, you have to have this ability to make the "most powerful" take a fancy to you, right? Whether you are taught or not is another matter. But with this ability, you don't need anyone to teach you, right...

"What? I don't know the strength system of this world yet... Can you tell me about it?"

Gong Xinlin acted as if she had never heard of it before, which made Chang Yufeng even more shocked. But it didn’t matter, she was a time traveler, so it was understandable.

"Well, it's like this. There aren't really any big restrictions from being a magic apprentice to becoming a grand mage. As long as you know one super-level magic of level six or above, you can call yourself a grand mage. Generally speaking, being able to defeat magical beasts or ferocious beasts above level 50 is the standard for a grand mage. Other magicians with titles are those who create their own magic, and there is no clear limit on their strength."

Chang Yufeng himself was also confused and could only give a rough idea. That was because the specific restrictions on magic promotion were also vague. As long as the Ministry of Magic recognized you, that was it. If the Ministry of Magic did not recognize you, you could self-proclaimed yourself based on your strength without any restrictions.

"Magicians are just one of the professions that use the original spiritual power to improve their strength. There are many other things that are collectively called magicians, but not magicians, and are collectively called adventurers or explorers."

"That is to say, there are many types of things to learn, right?" Gong Xinlin listened carefully, and Chang Yufeng paused, then looked at Gong Xinlin and nodded.

"Well, for example, non-traditional magicians like [Psychics], after all, they don't have a learning system as complete as that of magicians, so it's difficult to judge them and classify them into which category. But it's correct to understand that some people who are born with special abilities are not suitable for the magic system."

Chang Yufeng thought about it carefully. In fact, he felt that what he said was too vague and wanted to explain it again, but that was too long, so he gave up.

"What about the Empire?"

Gong Xinlin was eager to learn after hearing this knowledge, which made Chang Yufeng look at Xun Huangying. He was a little embarrassed. It was not right to say it, nor was it right to say it. "The Empire has a complete strength promotion system, which is gold, wood, water, fire, earth, star, sun, moon, heaven, earth, and man. Their strength system is not so vague. All practitioners can use these ten levels to divide their strength. Each level has different promotion difficulties. Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth are the first level, and star, sun, moon, heaven, earth, and man are the sixth level."

"So, what is the difference between the practitioners in the Empire and the practitioners in the Principality?"

"The difference lies in the extraction and use of the original spiritual power. The practitioners of the Empire focus on the refinement of spiritual power, strengthening themselves or strengthening objects to break through their own physical limitations or ability limits. The Principality focuses on the breadth and capacity of spiritual power, using magic spells similar to the [Word Spirit] to activate the original spiritual power. How much spiritual power the Word Spirit needs, he needs to provide. It's like this."

Chang Yufeng's explanation was a little more concise. These are the rules for using spiritual power that almost all practitioners in the spiritual world need to follow.

"Do you know who is the strongest and most powerful in this world? You look like a know-it-all."

Gong Xinlin's gaze lingered on Chang Yufeng, who explained without any pressure, touching his clothes.

But when asked this question, he was still a little confused.

"it's me."

Xun Huangying had nothing to do after eating, so he started to join in the after-meal chat. However, his first sentence was so shocking that it completely attracted Gong Xinlin's attention to this round furry ball.

"you!?"

Gong Xinlin was obviously skeptical, so Chang Yufeng nodded helplessly.

"Well, it's indeed him."

"Are you kidding?" Gong Xinlin smiled, but it was an ugly smile. She felt that Chang Yufeng was teasing her. If she knew Xun Huangying and Chang Yufeng, no one would refuse this sentence. But now Gong Xinlin and they were just casual acquaintances. Gong Xinlin seemed to really want to find the most powerful person in the world, rather than hear Xun Huangying's joking answer.

"Hey... I can't explain this to you, but do you really want to find someone to be your apprentice?" Chang Yufeng didn't have any idea about Gong Xinlin's goal, because he could see that Gong Xinlin was very eager to be his apprentice. If he said at this time that it was difficult and impossible, it would be like pouring cold water on him, and it would probably end the conversation early.

"Of course, you don't really want me to farm... I won't do it."

"Were you a farmer?"

"No, asking someone to farm means that even if that task cannot be achieved, it is still much better than farming."

"Oh……"

Chang Yufeng didn't know how to answer.

He could not learn magic, and he could only talk about his affinity with the elements, but he was simply unable to control the elements for his own use. Therefore, even the academic creations he submitted when he graduated from Fran were innovations in precision machinery.

He had studied science seriously. The science knowledge in this world was not well developed at all. It would be too difficult for a magician to use science when he knew magic.

However, during Fran's magic studies, she did come into contact with some science knowledge, but not much.

Take architectural magic as an example. Although magic can make wood fly everywhere, it is difficult to build a house that people can live in without some knowledge, and people would not dare to live in it.

The most taboo thing when using the original spiritual power is to create objects out of thin air.

This involves another magical concept: [equivalent exchange].

However, the words of the curse can transform objects out of thin air, which involves the essential concept of the words. Chang Yufeng only has a general idea about this.

"What about you?"

Gong Xinlin broke the long silence.

"Where do you want to go? What for?"

It may also be because Chang Yufeng didn’t know how to continue asking. He paid little attention to time travelers. If he hadn’t found Huangying, he and this girl might not have met.

How should I put it? When he was asked this question, he hadn't thought about how to answer it. It was okay when he asked others, but he was confused when he asked himself.

"I'm not so sure either……"

he replied.

"Why do you want to find someone to learn from? For power? I mean, for strength?"

he asked instead.

The midday sun was warm, and he went to see Gong Xinlin. Gong Xinlin looked at him strangely, and then returned to his normal observation.

"Look at these refugees. What do you think caused them to get relief food here? And me, and you. Why?"

It’s about strength... If you can avoid being affected by the heavenly fire... If you are strong enough, you can get relief food here. In short, it’s shocking that you don’t have enough strength.

"I have no answer for that... They could have chosen not to do that. I believe that."

Chang Yufeng took a breath and rubbed his eyes.

"How could there be no answer? This is why I want to become a disciple. This is a world where powerful people kill without blinking an eye. There are monsters, fierce beasts, and those shadow hunters. It would be strange if I didn't learn... Do you want to become a refugee again and again?"

Gong Xinlin glanced at the little fat boy, and the little fat boy seemed to fall silent.

Chang Yufeng knew that he was naive, so he couldn't answer. Water flows to the lower places, people go to the higher places, how to answer this? People didn't harm others. If Gong Xinlin really learned powerful power, he should be happy for her.

This should be Gong Xinlin’s second wish.

Chang Yufeng felt that he was already an indigenous person, and what he thought might indeed be different from those of the time travelers. The time travelers came to the spiritual world and had no connection with the strange world, nor did they have any hopes. What they thought about were, of course, completely new things, such as magic and swordsmanship that they had never seen before, and cultivation methods that they had never thought of.

Their logic of survival in this world is even simpler, because they have no psychological burden, and their advanced ideas make them able to do many things with ease.

It is understandable if people treat the people here as "objects" that can be trampled on at will to achieve some kind of enjoyment or satisfy their own needs.

But it is unacceptable.

That's bad...

At least, Chang Yufeng really didn't know how to answer this question.

I don’t know how to understand it.

It’s like some kind of item that may be worthless to others, but a treasure to oneself. The comparison and reliance of this kind of emotion is very difficult to deal with.

His lips were pressed together, completely covering it and revealing his chin.

His chin was smooth, fat, and double-chinned.

He never answered. Of course, it was not to avoid, but he chose to remain silent before he could give a better answer.

(End of this chapter)