The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

Have you seen this before?

Never mind, he'll make some preparations and head to Boston in a parallel world soon.

……

After Xue left, the "senior student" came to the director's office and said in somewhat broken English, "Hello, I'm Yu Xiaoniao, an exchange student from Tokyo Medical University. My main research areas are post-disaster medicine and clinical medicine..."

……

Xue Dinglu arrived at "Baiyinguo Farm Co., Ltd." because he wanted to have a chat with Old Watson and the little princess before leaving.

In just a few days, this place, which used to look like a barren mountain, has been completely transformed. Xue Dinglu saw that the cement road had been almost fully laid and the parking lot was beginning to take shape.

Behind the mountain, there was a huge pond, its water crystal clear. Xue Dinglu could tell at a glance that magic and ruthless techniques must have been added to it.

Old Watson has developed magic that can clean up ponds? That spell would be quite useful.

Xue Luding walked to the pond, and then he found that the little princess was now simply throwing all the abandoned weeds and shrubs on the whole hilltop into the pond and stirring them up, just like an assembly line.

Even after stirring it like that, the pond didn't get muddy at all.

On the other side, old Watson seemed to be comforting a dilapidated tractor. The tractor was covered in a thick layer of black oil, all the visible metal parts were rusted, the cargo bed was pitted and had many scratches from accidents, enough to prove how many years of damage this tractor had endured.

The old rider stood to the side, holding a tractor handle and a basin, seemingly in a very ceremonial manner.

"You are an excellent tractor, a great tool of labor, witnessing the glory and revival of our great labor. Even now that you are retired, old friend, you should still want to participate in our labor, right..." Old Watson seemed to be using "appeasement techniques" to constantly soothe the soul of the tractor.

Xue's Law: "..."

“To celebrate the restart of our great old friend, let’s ring the bell once!” Old Watson said calmly.

"Clang!" The knight commander slammed the tractor handle hard against the stainless steel basin, making a crisp and pleasant sound, and the tractor seemed to tremble slightly.

"Start up!"

The tractor handlebars were inserted into the oil-stained grooves, and the next moment, the Knight Commander spun the handlebars violently. The tractor engine roared like a wild beast unleashed as it spun, and even Xue Lude could feel the tractor's excitement.

Old-fashioned diesel tractors like these produce choking smoke that can be smelled from miles away. And once they start, the billowing smoke is like being in a celestial palace.

But at this moment, the tractor was practically free of smoke and strange smells, and the Knight Commander and Old Watson seemed extremely excited. The two old men clapped and celebrated, and the Knight Commander strode onto the tractor, kissing the tractor handlebars as if he were intimately comforting his mount...

Xue's Law: "..."

Alright, there are already two pancake riders at the entrance of USTC, and now there's another tractor rider inside Baiyin Guo Co., Ltd.

Add a racial knight, and it's perfect.

Upon seeing Xue's Law, both the Knight Commander and Old Watson were very excited, especially the Knight Commander. He patted the handlebars of the tractor and said, "Hey, sir, look, this is my new mount, responsible for transporting goods. This old friend's hauling capacity is countless times stronger than that of a hippogriff."

The tractor seemed to make excited noises and exhale two smoke rings.

Xue's Law: "..."

Will other creations on Earth become so abstract when surrounded by your fairytale creatures?

Xue's Law is beyond words.

I just hope that the knight commander will be careful on the road when delivering goods, and that he won't get scratched or bumped, which would be a real hassle.

"Have a safe journey," was all Xue Dinglu could say.

"Okay, old friend, let's go!" And so, the tractor sped out of the gate of the courtyard at a speed that Xue Dinglu could not have imagined, and began to deliver goods to the urban area of ​​Jiangcheng.

Okay, for a creature from a fairy tale, it's not surprising that a tractor has a spirit ring, right? And what if, after the tractor is scrapped, it still develops a white spirit ring that's been there for decades?

Surely none of their tractors are over a hundred years old?

“Hello, sir, we were just calming down the tractor. This old friend of ours is a secondhand item we bought for 999 yuan the day before yesterday. It’s been around for decades, but it’s very docile, and even Sudan can drive it.” Old Watson seemed to genuinely regard the tractor as a living being, as he said this.

Xue's Law: "..."

What Xue Dinglu didn't expect was that the tractor driven by the knight chief Sudan sped all the way to the city. The road from this hilltop to the city was in good condition and there were basically no vehicles passing through. Therefore, this area has become a place where many people race cars and motorcycles.

Just today, as some of the second-generation rich kids in Jiangcheng were preparing to race, a tractor suddenly overtook them like an arrow released from a bow. It overtook and drifted like a ghost, without dropping a single piece of bread, pancake, or vegetable on the tractor, leaving them completely behind.

The second-generation racers were all stunned, as if they had seen a ghost, and couldn't even see the taillights of the tractor.

Um, the tractor itself doesn't have taillights either.

In that short time, the tractor disappeared at the end of the bend...

"No, how is this possible? Did we see a ghost in broad daylight? How could there be a tractor traveling at over 200 miles per hour?" They stared at the speedometer reading 200 miles per hour and fell silent.

"Brother Chen..."

"Stop talking! You absolutely have to find that tractor for me. Tell them it's waiting for me on the mountain. We'll have a proper race, and next time I'll definitely crush it!" He said angrily, slamming his fist into the Maybach SL 680 convertible.

What he probably didn't know was that, given the abstract nature of fairytale creatures, even a knight riding a bicycle with a buff could probably overtake him...

Chapter 179 Doctor Xue's Law

Xue Dinglu tossed a cell phone to old Watson, telling him to keep an eye on his news these days.

The most important reason for leaving these homeless fantasy creatures behind is to have them guard our home while Xue is away on business, so that no one can just come to Earth and cause trouble.

He had also checked accounts with the World Will. If there were any problems, he could leave a message on the panel first, and if it wasn't a big problem, he could just ask them to handle it.

He declined the Silver Princess's invitation to stay for dinner, and for some reason, the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl seemed so interested in him, a guy who was almost twenty.

At your age, you should be experiencing the hellish study routine of working from 5 am to 9 pm with only half a day off a month in junior high school, instead of spending your days like a country girl washing weeds in a pond. When will Xue Law, Old Watson, and the Knight Commander have a chat and send her to a top-tier junior high school so she can have a proper education?

After making thorough preparations, Xue arrived in the consciousness space and stood before Austin, who was still frantically researching light magic.

The mystic's expression resembled that of a high school student who had just spent the night in an internet cafe; his pupils were bloodshot, and his hair was a mess. It was clear what kind of attitude he was taking in his studies for this hard-won magic.

It's even more enthusiastic than high school teenagers about playing games.

Xue Dinglu didn't waste any more words. He directly conjured up a screen in his mind and extracted the memories he saw.

The rituals of the mystics, the arrival of ancient beings, and finally, the scene where the US military and the mystics go to war.

At that moment, the man named Austin froze for a second. In his eyes, Xue Lude saw many expressions of disbelief and incomprehension, as if a lion was hiding inside.

"So, I was just a fool who was used by someone, didn't know why he summoned the Ancient Tree of Gods, and was eventually killed?" This was Austin's self-assessment after reading it.

Xue believes he has a clear self-awareness.

Instead of rubbing salt into his wounds, she said directly, "I want to go to your world now to see if I can deal with that ancient tree, because I'm also quite interested in it."

The old mystic was stunned. He truly couldn't believe that someone he considered a "god" would care about that strange plant in their world.

However, even he could guess that the world would not be so good after his death. According to the information revealed by that senior, they were just doing the work for his other ritual.

They thought that by summoning the ancient tree of the Age of Gods, they could simultaneously gain the magic power of the Age of Gods, unaware that they were all part of a ritual orchestrated by someone else.

If Zigela can resurrect corpses and even restore an old, frail senior to his youthful appearance, then it seems that they were all part of that senior's scheme, becoming pawns in his pursuit of immortality.

Zijra's infection will surely cause an irreversible disaster for the whole world.

"I understand, Your Excellency. What do you need me to do?" The old mystic's eyes became extremely sharp, regardless of whether he was seeking revenge for his past self or had changed after learning true magic.

He began to change in the direction Xue Lude wanted, and he strictly demanded of himself a mindset similar to "only good people can learn Holy Light well," which made him think about cleaning up the mess he had left for his group.

"Are there any other mystics you know in your world?" Xue asked.

Although he didn't believe that the parallel world was still peaceful and serene, he still planned to make use of the old mystic's connections and needed them to carry out a ceremony to insure Xue's Law.

"And this one, I need you to call him over." Xue Dinglu conjured up a photograph in his mind. It was of him after he became a graduate student at the age of 21. He was more mature and calm than he was now at 18. And perhaps because of studying medicine, his hairline was a few millimeters higher, and he was wearing thick glasses.

If Austin were to look at Xue Lude normally, he would surely recognize that the medical student Xue Lude, who had one foot in the field of mysticism, was exactly the same as the magician Xue Lude standing before him.

However, through his lenses, Xue Lude appeared to be a faceless monster.

“I understand, Your Excellency. I will try my best to find a familiar mystic to resolve this disaster, and most importantly, to find this ‘Xue’.” He also remembered the information about the medical student Xue Lude and began to speak seriously.

"That was a young man I met in an ancient ruin. He was very talented. As an ordinary person, he had already come into contact with the temple ruins of the American god 'Smoke Mirror' and extracted the ancient divine script." The old mystic seemed to continue recalling more details, suddenly adding,

"By the way, he also seems to have mastered a kind of Greek divine ritual, but I have never seen him use it. I suppose he must also have a mystical lineage, and it comes from ancient Greece."

“Ancient Greece?” Xue Luding frowned.

Could that version of myself in that world have connections to ancient Greece? It's impossible that the epic story of the hero Sydileus knocking down Zeus with a stone is true, and that my parallel world self also gained some benefits from it.

However, he made a note of this information for the time being, and then, after finding his parallel world counterpart, he would give him a good beating.

And most importantly, he discussed the details of a mystical setup with Austin. If nothing unexpected happened, Xue Lude should be able to handle this ancient plant, but if something went wrong, he felt that he could also achieve his goal by using the rituals of the mystics.

……

The target time is after 2026 AD, and the location is Boston University in America.

Having obtained the coordinates, the portal left by the Great Sage lit up, and Xue Dinglu stepped into it.

The concept of mysticism is very abstract, and for these people who are somewhere between ordinary people and magicians, most of the mystical rituals they usually use are extensions of the concept of "reflection".

In other words, it involves using specific rituals and arrangements to create corresponding "labels" for two things in the ritual, and then using these labels to achieve one's own purpose.

For example, in the simplest form of projection, such as the morning of September 11, 2011, a mystic could easily set up a ritual that reflected the 9/911 attacks of ten years prior, making anything that could be represented as "two" the subject of the spell, and another flying object the caster...

Under this mystical arrangement, even a small drone flying in the sky was able to successfully crash into another twin tower, twins, double standarders, and other units that correspond to "double" on the morning of September 11, 2011.

This is mysticism. Their techniques are actually very similar to divine magic. They are all activated by setting up a ritual that corresponds to an ancient "miracle" or a famous event.

In fact, the ritual Xue Law initiated in the Beast World called "Sacrifice of the Saints" is basically the same as the principle of their occult rituals of reflection.

Therefore, even though mysticism is a very low-level ritual for Xue's Law, it may still unleash unimaginable power when necessary.

However, plans can't keep up with changes. The moment Xue Dinglu transmigrated into this world, a twisted change occurred in the darkness.

When Xue Dinglu opened his eyes, he felt the thick glasses on his nose that he was not used to, his head was throbbing as if his brain had not rested for months, and countless memories were surfacing from his mind.

He recalled countless things from his childhood: forest fires, the raging inferno, and the forest firefighter who rescued him from his home amidst the flames…

These were all memories from his childhood, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with them. But then, he suddenly froze.

Because he had lost his guardian, he suddenly had a distant "aunt" who took him to live in Jiangcheng when he was a child. He was no longer a child living with other relatives, but instead lived in Jiangcheng with an aunt who was rarely seen.

She often went out for no apparent reason, and this busy period could last for months or even half a year. She would come back and stay for only a few days before going out to work again. In this second memory, he grew up in this semi-free-range environment.

Meanwhile, he seemed to be an even greater genius in this world. He skipped a grade in junior high school and another in high school. At the age of 16, he successfully entered the University of Science and Technology of China (USTC). Three and a half years later, he successfully obtained a place at USTC and came to Boston University to become a graduate student in disaster medicine.

Complex memories flooded his mind. This experience, which was similar to his own yet somewhat ambiguous, gave Xue a sense of indescribable absurdity and unreality.

It seems that there are still many memories that he hasn't had time to recover. For example, he doesn't quite remember what his "aunt" looks like. Although his aunt seems to be busy all over the world and rarely comes home, they have lived together for more than ten years, so Xue Luding could not possibly forget what his aunt looks like.

Many memories from my undergraduate and graduate school years are blurry, as it seems that the brain receives more memories in a short period of time, and those knowledge-related memories are temporarily locked in due to the protection mechanism.