Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 103, Fire Calamity

Late at night, Zhao Manyan was woken up by the urge to urinate. He walked out of the tent, still half asleep. The cold night in the Gobi Desert made him shiver. He was sobered up before he could even urinate.

In a daze, he saw Chen Hao sitting cross-legged on the boulder, keeping watch at night.

Wait, what is that?
Why does it feel like something is moving under Chen Hao?
Zhao Manyan squinted, trying to get a better look, but the height wasn't enough; at this angle, the boulder provided effective cover.

If Zhao Manyan had run a little further away, he should have been able to see the whole picture on the boulder.

However, based on his years of experience as a veteran driver, he almost immediately identified what the undulating object was: a head!
In an instant, Zhao Manyan's eyes widened. Just by observing the rise and fall of the head, he could already imagine that the head's owner was in a seated posture.

And when a man is in that position, what else can you do besides...?

Zhao Manyan could only marvel at Chen Hao's shrewdness. He had already guessed who the person was. There were only a few girls in the group. Chen Ying was his cousin and didn't know Chen Hao. Lingling was underage. Eliminating all possibilities, all that was left was the answer...

On the boulder, Ding Yumin was doing kneeling push-ups with great effort. The muscles in her cheeks had been tense for a long time, and they were now much more sore than her arms and waist.

Unfortunately, Chen Hao's test showed no signs of being solved, and at this moment she finally understood how unbearable Bai Tingting's suffering was.

Unfortunately, she had already made a bet with Chen Hao: if she could pass this test, Chen Hao would abandon all other women and love only her. If she couldn't pass it, then she would obediently be one of many "small boats" (women who are just passing through each other's lives).

"Time's up," Chen Hao teased with a mischievous grin.

Ding Yumin looked up, her cheeks bulging with food in her mouth, looking incredibly cute. However, judging from her expression, she was clearly about to cry.

At this moment, Chen Hao finally cracked the code on her own, releasing the experience she had been dreaming of.

"Click!" The shutter sounded.

Thus, a photograph documenting debauchery, conquest, and experience was born.

Ding Yumin was defeated, utterly defeated.

She had been completely conquered by Chen Hao; any resistance that followed would be like boiling a frog in lukewarm water...

……

The next day, everyone continued on their way as if nothing had happened. Under the threatening look from Chen Hao, Zhao Manyan wisely refrained from making any noise.

Before long, they arrived at the Shawang River.

The Shawang River is an ancient, long-dried-up riverbed on the plateau. After thousands of years of wind erosion, its riverbed has become incredibly vast. Even on modern maps, the Shawang River resembles a winding, coiled earthen dragon lying across the Dunhuang region. Its length almost spans half of Gansu Province, and even at its narrowest point, it is over ten kilometers wide!

What's terrifying is that this arid land is inhabited by a highly threatening demon race—the White Sand Demon Soldiers. They lurk beneath thick layers of white sand, like sleeping corpses, and will attack in droves at the slightest disturbance.

Looking out, the undulating Gobi Desert slowly sinks, and the Shawang River is more like a sinking white ocean, with silt surging and seemingly ready to unleash a deadly attack at any moment.

The Sha Wang River is the shortest route from the Gobi Desert to the northern corner of the Zhuoyuan Plain. If one were to detour, one would have to pass through the core area of ​​the Dunhuang Demon Tiger, where the density of demons is astonishingly high, and there is a high probability of encountering a commander-level demon tiger. Therefore, most people would rather risk their lives to cross the Sha Wang River.

Chen Hao and his group were no exception.

However, as a transmigrator who was well-versed in the original work, Chen Hao naturally knew how to deal with it.

By simply copying the instructions, and having Ding Yumin, whose mental abilities far surpassed Xin Xia's, release a calming effect, the originally extremely irritable White Sand Demon Soldiers immediately wilted, showing no reaction whatsoever to the beasts defecating on their heads. The group successfully crossed the Sand River and entered the northern corner of the Scorching Plains.

What came into view was a vast expanse of land that seemed to have been dyed red by flames. The entire land was a mix of dark red and burnt brown, and the air was filled with scorching heat, as if one had stepped into the heart of a volcano.

"Is this Zhuoyuan? Where are we going now?" Mo Fan asked curiously.

"Don't rush, let me go up and check out the terrain," Chen Hao said, taking out the folding iron umbrella-like flying device.

He pressed the starter, and the energy of the Thunder Demon Stone was immediately injected. The propeller spun at high speed, and in the blink of an eye, he took off from the spot and soared into the sky.

After flying thousands of meters into the air, Chen Hao looked down at the entire scorching plain. This enclosed fire basin was surrounded by the Sha Wang River and the Dunhuang Gobi Desert, isolated from the world, like a magical land untouched by human hands.

The area isn't very large, but from a mage's perspective, it's a treasure trove waiting to be developed. Unfortunately, the terrain is isolated, flying is difficult, and its reputation is low. In addition, the types of demons aren't rare enough, so very few mages are willing to go deep into it. Only some local indigenous forces know about it.

His gaze swept across the red earth and fell upon his destination in the distance—a pillar-shaped, flat-topped mountain standing alone in the center of a fire pit.

That is the place where the Starry Sky Tree is located.

Just as he was preparing to retrieve the aircraft and land, a sudden change occurred—

Suddenly, the world was as bright as day!
The sunlight, already intense, was suddenly suppressed by a higher-level light source—a light so pure it was almost divine, like tears of a god falling from the sky and blooming on that flat-topped mountain!

The next moment, the heavens and earth roared, and the fire calamity descended!
A fiery explosion, like a nuclear blast, erupted from the mountaintop, and raging waves of fire swept across the land and even into the clouds. Chen Hao, several kilometers away, could clearly feel the heat wave that scorched his soul coming towards him!

"Damn it! The fire calamity is coming!" Chen Hao's expression changed drastically, and he swooped down with his parachute without hesitation!

Powered by the combined impact of gravity and spiral propulsion, he plummeted down like an arrow. Near the ground, he forcefully flipped his iron umbrella to slow himself, landing with an incredibly dramatic yet remarkably graceful motion.

Even a commander-level magical creature would surely die from such a high-speed fall, but Chen Hao was unharmed, only cursing inwardly, "I need to go back and ask my dad to add a reverse-propulsion mode to my flying umbrella!"

He immediately leaped onto the beasts of the ox and horse, running wildly while shouting:
"Run! Run! The fire is coming!"

Lingling's expression changed, and she hurriedly asked, "What happened? Is there a commander-level demon?"

Everyone else tensed up; for Chen Hao to issue such a warning was definitely no small matter.

"You'll find out soon enough," Chen Hao said without adding anything further.

Thanks to the timely warning, everyone quickly retreated, and the cattle and horses fled at full speed, reaching the banks of the Shawang River before the fire reached them.

Just then, on the horizon, the true spectacle of the raging fire finally broke through our sight—

That was a sea of ​​fire that burned the heavens and the earth, with flames rolling like giant waves and crashing against the sky. The entire scorched plain seemed to tremble and burn in this catastrophe!

Layer upon layer of celestial calamity flames swept across the horizon, and everything tall, imposing, and flammable was reduced to ashes in an instant.

"That is... the fire calamity of Zhuoyuan?" Lingling's eyes narrowed slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Everyone else was terrified; magic seemed so pale and powerless in the face of such extraordinary natural power.

(End of this chapter)