Release of the fairyland blue bird, the witch said she couldn't stand it

Chapter 350: The Cellphone Appearing at the Magic Academy
Just as Jiang Chen and Connor went to rest.

Western fantasy continent.

Frostwhisper Town Magic Academy.

It was late at night when a young dragon silently got out of bed and went to the edge of a dense forest.

"Hey~"

Sighed.

The dragon boy's face was filled with conflict:

"Can't sleep."

"I was just here casually before, but I feel very fulfilled."

"I don't know what's wrong with me now, I can't fall asleep without this. What's going on?"

He always felt like something was missing, a sense of emptiness. He was sleepy, but he just couldn't fall asleep in bed.

Could I be addicted?

"Forget it, I'll treat myself one last time."

"Let's find it."

After browsing Douyin for a while, he decided to start with a long-legged, mature female dragon.

five minutes later.

The young man let out a long sigh of relief and ordered another pack of cigarettes. Who could understand the sense of redemption he felt after finishing his business?

"Saro, what did you eat?"

"what?"

The sudden sound behind him startled Salo, who hurriedly pulled up his pants.

Turning around, she met a pair of pure, innocent eyes, and only then did she realize that the newcomer was Aman, the number one human genius of the Frostwhisper Magic Academy. She immediately became furious and said:

"What are you doing! In the middle of the night, you scare a dragon to death, you know that?!"

"I"

Aman took two steps back, but the curiosity in her eyes was clearly even stronger:

“I’ve noticed you haven’t been energetic during class these past few days, and you suddenly got up in the middle of the night just now. You haven’t gone back for so long. You weren’t like this before.”

Aman was hesitant and awkward.

He felt it was his duty as the most talented student in the academy to find out what had caused Salo, who had previously been a high achiever, to neglect his studies.

Salo felt a little disgusted by Aman's kind-hearted appearance.

"How long have you been here?"

"Not long."

"That's good"

Salo breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he hadn't been discovered by the other party when he set sail.

But what Aman said next left him speechless:

"By the way, what were you fiddling with just now?"

"Didn't you say you hadn't been here long?"

"Yes, less than half an hour."

Salo: ? ? ?
fortunately!

Judging from Aman's innocent expression, he probably didn't know what he was doing just now, and he only saw his own back, so there shouldn't be any major problems.

Think of this.

Saroo subconsciously took a deep drag of his cigarette, flicked off the ash, and leaned against a large tree with a melancholy air.

“Saro”.

Aman watched Saroo smoking with curiosity.

What did you eat?

"cigarette."

What does the cigarette taste like?

"It doesn't have much of a smell, it just tastes like cigarettes. Even if I told you, a good student like you wouldn't understand."

"Is it delicious?"

"Unappetizing."

Saroo frowned, stubbed out his cigarette, and ordered a few more bags of potato chips, which he then crunched on.

"Saro, what's this again?"

"potato chips."

"Is it tasty?"

"hiss?"

Salo looked at Aman speechlessly and tentatively asked:

Do you want to eat my food?

"Um"

Aman nodded, then shook his head:

"I... I can trade you my course notes, or I can help you catch up on your studies. Can I try your cigarette?"

"Do you want a cigarette?"

Aman nodded heavily:
"He looks so handsome, like a melancholic young man. He's just really cool. Can you buy me one?"

"of course can!"

Saroo mimicked the signature move from the Dragon King short drama, giving a crooked smile:
"But these cigarettes aren't for eating, they're for smoking."

"smoke?"

In no time.

Under Saroo's hands-on instruction.

Aman's eyes quickly became as unfocused as Saroo's. "How is it?"

"I didn't expect that."

Aman also flicked his cigarette ash, just like Salo did.

"This cigarette has such amazing effects."

"Want some snacks? Let me tell you, even spicy strips aren't so simple."

"Spicy strips?"

"Yes, I'll buy you two more drinks. Let me tell you, once you've tasted the food of these advanced civilizations, you'll know how awful the pig swill you used to eat was."

"Advanced civilization?"

Knowing that explaining would be troublesome, Salo simply placed an order and invited Aman to taste it together.

The two leaned against the edge of the dense forest.

They chatted and ate snacks while looking at the moon overhead.

Until the snack enters your mouth.

Aman then realized that Salo hadn't made any boasts; the food they had eaten before was indeed not very appetizing.

"No wonder you haven't been eating much in the cafeteria lately."

"Hey, can you even call the food in the cafeteria a meal? I'll just have a bucket of pickled cabbage and beef noodles with a sausage and a braised egg, and it'll make you swoon with the aroma."

Aman also learned this from the conversation.

It turns out that what Salo had in his hands was not a product of the Western Fantasy Continent, but came from a more advanced civilization—the Spirit Continent.

There is no war there.

The streets there were spotless.

Everyone there lives in peace and contentment.

Even the toilet water there is so clean that it's drinkable.

There was no bullying, no exploitation, no discrimination, and even the horses no longer needed to be whipped for transportation.

Even if you're a homeless person without a job there, you can live a life ten thousand times more comfortable than in the Western Fantasy Continent by begging.

In Saroo's mouth.

A world even more perfect than the realm of gods was now taking shape in Aman's mind.

"Further words are useless. I can give you a cell phone, which is the key connecting our two civilizations. With it, you can witness for yourself that what I said is true."

"cell phone?"

the next day.

The number of students who are not paying attention in class increases by 1.

On the surface, Aman kept looking at the blackboard, but in his mind he was actually simulating the operation of the Eternal Battlefield.

Last night's last... no, I should say this morning's last game, which I was supposed to win!
He lost the game because he insisted on being reckless.

We need to play it safe tonight. If all else fails, we can try the survival strategy recommended by those game streamers.
He also learned about another, even more fun game through his phone.

Dungeon Fighter Online!

It's a pity I want to play this game.

The first thing to do is buy a computer. Obviously, Aman, who comes from a poor family, can't afford it. Even Salo from the wealthy Long family couldn't own a computer of his own.

But Saroo's father did.

Moreover, Salo promised him that he could take him to his house to play together on the weekend.

Just thinking about it makes Ah Man feel a little hot.

"Aman!"

The fire mage on the podium was calling roll for the third time.

"Aman, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so distracted? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"There are a few other students, but I won't name them all."

"Let me tell you, as your teacher, I can see everything you do while I'm standing on this platform, whether you're daydreaming or not! So, get your attention!"

Aman, whose fantasy was interrupted, suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable anger.

study?

Learn these outdated magic tricks?
Oh!
Damn!

Aman swears that performing these damned magical movements is as ugly as a groundhog digging a hole!
They roam the Spirit Continent with swords!

Do you know how to fly on a sword?
In fact, they have already started driving more high-end and elegant flying cars.

What's so great about learning this broomstick-riding clown skill?

Moreover, there's no need for fighting on the Spirit Continent; no matter how powerful your fire magic is, you can only be a cook at most.

He has already decided.

If all else fails, we can use Salo's connections to get the peaches from the Dragon Clan!

There's a legendary dragon-born archmage named Connor over there, who has perfect mastery of spatial magic and can transport herself to the Spirit Continent.

Even the Sea King and his companions were captivated by the awe and joy that the Spirit Continent brought them.

After a whole night of intense activity.

How could Aman, who was only a teenager, resist the various cultural erosions of the Spirit Continent?

Let's leave aside the rest.

Let's talk about games.

Think back to when I first encountered games on Earth.

The arcade featured games like Romance of the Three Kingdoms, The Twins Effect, King of Fighters, and Journey to the West (an epilogue).
Super Mario, Contra, and Adventure Island on the Little Tyrant (a popular Chinese console game)
Despite having been exposed to various games, I have developed considerable resistance.

However, countless teenagers are still addicted to online games, even sneaking out of school to play all night.

Not to mention someone like Aman, whose first game was Eternal Calamity. What could he possibly use to fight back?

(End of this chapter)