Full-Time Magister: Rebirth of Mo Fan as the Primordial Evil Phoenix

Chapter 55 The Three-Man Squad Assembles

The following morning, Zhao Manyan got up early, which was unusual for him.

This wasn't some sudden change of heart on his part, a desire to become a positive and motivated young person. It was because some ghost bombarded him with phone calls first thing in the morning!

Tell him to quickly find a good mage.

There are already few healers, and even fewer willing to venture out to hunt monsters in the outer regions. If they can make a fortune within the city, why would they want to wander the wilderness?

Finding a wild, healing type is easier said than done.

Zhao Manyan was standing at a street corner near Mingzhu Academy, looking down at his phone, wondering whether he should ask around among his acquaintances, when a rather conspicuous figure suddenly walked past him.

It's a girl.

She wasn't very tall, wore a light-colored dress, and had her hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders, giving her a clean and neat appearance. Her ample bosom was also hard to ignore, making her somewhat eye-catching on the street.

Zhao Manyan took a few more glances, not out of pure admiration, but mainly because he recognized her.

Bai Tingting.

The students at Mingzhu Affiliated High School are somewhat well-known for their healing abilities.

He had seen her twice before from afar and knew that she was quiet and had a good healing quality.

Zhao Manyan immediately perked up.

What a coincidence!

He immediately quickened his pace, raised his hand, and waved hello.

"Bai Tingting?"

The girl in front of him stopped and looked back at him, as if she had thought about it for a moment before recognizing him.

"Zhao Manyan?"

"You know me?" Zhao Manyan smiled.

Bai Tingting nodded gently.

"I've heard people mention it at school."

That's already a very tactful way of putting it.

Someone like Zhao Manyan could never have been merely "mentioned" at school.

Bai Tingting looked at him, her gaze then falling on the phone in his hand, as if she had seen something.

"Are you going out for wilderness training?"

"More or less," Zhao Manyan said without beating around the bush. "I just wanted to ask you something. Do you have any plans for today?"

Bai Tingting hesitated for a moment.

"I was originally planning to go out and gain some experience."

"one person?"

"No, I originally made plans with two senior students, but they had other things to do and said they'd cancel this time." Bai Tingting said, sounding a little helpless.

She really wanted to come out and practice.

But she didn't have the guts to run out to the outer perimeter alone, even with demon-slaying tools. Besides, healing-type characters are too fragile and rely too much on others for protection.

Zhao Manyan was secretly delighted when he heard this.

"That's perfect, we're also looking for a healer here," he said. "We're planning to check out the outskirts of the southeastern wetlands, mainly for reconnaissance and clearing out. If you're interested, you can come along."

Bai Tingting seemed to be recalling where that place name was.

"Southeast wetlands?"

"Hmm." Zhao Manyan looked at her. "We're just on the outskirts, not going any deeper, and we also have a very powerful mage in our group."

Bai Tingting pursed her lips.

At that moment, it was as if two little people suddenly flew out of her mind.

Black Little Man: Go ahead, go ahead, it's just the outer perimeter anyway, there won't be any danger, and there's a powerful mage in the team too.

White Little Man: Let's not go. What if a great demon really appears?

Black Man: Go!

White figure: Don't go!

Black Little Man: I'm going!

White figure: You're not allowed to go!!

Bai Tingting shook her head abruptly, then nodded as if possessed, and asked, "What level of mission did you take on?"

"The mission is reconnaissance and mopping-up operations. The intelligence reports suggest there might be traces of military activity deep within the area," Zhao Manyan said. "But we're mainly responsible for the outer perimeter; there's basically no danger there."

Bai Tingting's breathing noticeably tightened when she heard the words "warrior".

Zhao Manyan noticed this and added, "You just need to focus on healing and providing support. If there are any problems, we'll protect you."

Bai Tingting looked at him, as if judging whether his words were reliable or not.

After a moment, she nodded.

"Then—I'll go with you."

Zhao Manyan was immediately satisfied.

"Okay, then I'll call the other person over too."

Mo Fan arrived shortly afterward.

When he arrived, the first thing he saw was Zhao Manyan's smug and smug face, and only then did he notice Bai Tingting standing next to him.

Mo Fan paused slightly.

It really is her.

Bai Tingting wasn't much different from how I remembered her; she still had that kind of pleasant appearance—fair skin, gentle eyes and brows, and was incredibly attractive. Add to that her figure, and it was hard not to take a second look.

However, Mo Fan only glanced at it and didn't show any unusual expression on his face.

Bai Tingting glanced at him discreetly.

At first glance, it looks a bit like a young master.

At first glance, she realized that Mo Fan was dressed very plainly, and standing next to Zhao Manyan, they looked like people from two different worlds.

How did these two end up together?

"Let me introduce you." Zhao Manyan pointed to Bai Tingting, "Bai Tingting, the healing type."

"This is Mo Fan."

Bai Tingting said softly, "Hello."

Mo Fan nodded.

"Hello there."

Zhao Manyan stood in the middle, but his gaze lingered on Bai Tingting for half a second longer than usual, his mind filled with only one simple thought.

Are all healing-themed items this big?

He quickly suppressed the thought and cleared his throat in a serious manner.

"Everyone's here, let's go. I've already called a car. Let's go to the flood drainage channel first, and then head out."

The atmosphere wasn't exactly harmonious after the three got into the car.

Bai Tingting was clearly still a little nervous, clutching her small bag tightly and glancing out the window every now and then.

Mo Fan sat to one side, not saying much, just leaning there with his eyes closed, as if he was resting.

Zhao Manyan glanced back at the two people in the passenger seat and suddenly felt something was strange, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

After driving for more than two hours, we reached the edge of the city.

Further out, the road becomes difficult to travel.

The flood discharge channel stretches outwards along the edge of the city, the water a grayish-green, with old guardrails on both sides of the riverbank, some sections rusted beyond recognition. Further on, the waterway forks, joining a semi-abandoned wetland area.

The old causeway lay there intermittently, next to a large patch of reeds, their white plumes swaying gently in the wind. The ground was covered in blackened silt, sticky underfoot. The air carried a damp, fishy smell, mixed with the strange odor of rotting plants soaking for too long; it wasn't exactly pungent, but it was unpleasant to smell for long.

This place should be filled with the sounds of insects chirping, birds singing, and the splashing of water. But now, apart from the wind rustling the reeds, almost no other sounds can be heard.

Bai Tingting subconsciously moved closer to Mo Fan.

"Is it always this quiet here?"

"Normally, no." Mo Fan glanced at the water in front of him. "It's too quiet."

Zhao Manyan also became somewhat more casual.

"Start from the periphery and don't go too deep at once."

The three of them slowly made their way in along the broken embankment.

The wetland's terrain was more fragmented than I had imagined, with puddles, mud, and remnants of old facilities everywhere. Several half-collapsed concrete pipes lay across one side, their surfaces covered in moss. Further on, the iron frame of an abandoned pumping station could be seen, rusted through, creaking in the wind.

Bai Tingting was initially not used to the smell here, and after walking for a while, her face turned slightly pale.

Zhao Manyan turned around and glanced at her.

"Can you hold on?"

"It's alright," Bai Tingting said softly. "There are some impurities in the moisture here, I can remove some of them first."

She raised her hand, and a soft, milky-white light shone in her palm—faint, yet steady. The light slowly spread, falling around the three of them, seemingly diluting the suffocating, fishy smell in the air.

Zhao Manyan raised an eyebrow.

"sure."

Bai Tingting felt a little embarrassed by his words and only gave a soft "hmm".

After walking for another ten minutes or so, Mo Fan suddenly stopped.

There's something there.

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