There are five types of magic stones according to their properties: gold, wood, water, fire and earth. Most of them are grown in places where the five natural elements are rich. They are extremely rare and precious, and are indispensable for the various races in the magic continent to practice.

Georgia is a hybrid of an elf and a dwarf, and possesses both wood and earth magic. Although her magic reserves are very thin due to her mixed blood and usually have little effect, it is better to have it than nothing, and magic can be cultivated and increased. Just because it is thin now does not mean it will be so in the future.

Since arriving at this strange place, he has not sensed the existence of magic elements in the air. After accidentally using up the already thin magic power in his body, he has not been able to recover. He is really a little panicked. Now he has something that looks like a high-level wood magic stone in his hand. He is immediately excited - the existence of the magic stone proves that this place has magic! As long as there is magic, he can find a way to contact his parents, then establish a magic induction, draw a teleportation array and go home!

Because of his excitement, he unconsciously tightened his grip on the Philosopher's Stone, and his palms felt warm. The magic power in the Philosopher's Stone was sensed and began to flow into his body continuously. The originally dry magic power pool on his forehead quickly filled up, and a cool and moist wood-attributed magic power spread out, slowly nourishing his body with an tolerant and gentle force.

Georgia closed her eyes comfortably and couldn't help curling her toes.

"Did you fall and become stupid?"

A cold voice sounded above his head, and then his body felt warm, and the blanket that had slipped off covered him again. Georgia came back to his senses from the mysterious feeling when absorbing magic power, and thought of something. He didn't bother to look at Chu Rong standing in front of him, and took a look at the green ball in his hand.

The originally round and shiny green ball had now lost its color, with a layer of deathly gray on its surface, no longer as crystal clear as before.

Georgia was stunned. The high-grade wood attribute magic stone was highly respected by magicians because of its pure magic power and its ability to be mildly compatible with other attribute magic stones. Its price was several times that of other attribute magic stones! He, he simply couldn't afford it!

Most dwarves are hardworking and wealthy, but he had just graduated from the clan school not long ago, was no longer raised by his parents, and had not yet found a formal job. This was the poorest time in his life. Not to mention high-level magic stones, he couldn't even afford a low-level one.

After all, he was just a young dwarf who had just reached adulthood and had not yet experienced anything outside. He had been raised under the protection of his tribe and parents. Even though he had suffered some injustice due to his mixed blood, his life was generally stable and smooth. Now that something unexpected had happened, it was not easy for him to remain calm for so long. His emotions had just fluctuated greatly because of the sudden appearance of the Philosopher's Stone. Now that he had found himself in trouble, although he did not show anything on his face, his eyes could not help but turn red.

What should I do? He was so ungrateful that he used up the things that saved my life...

"Get up." Seeing him sitting on the ground motionless, Uncle Chu began to lose his patience again.

Zhuang Yu couldn't bear to look at his evil face and whispered, "This kid must be sad. The suppressor has been removed, but his mental power cannot be used. He must have realized that something is wrong..."

Chu Rong paused after hearing this, and looked at Georgia's little head with half-dry hair and a body that was much slimmer than his peers. He frowned even more tightly, bent down, held his shoulders and forcefully helped him up, and said in a deep voice: "Physical constitution S is enough for you to become strong, cheer up." As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed the wet hair that was stuck to his forehead, exposing his forehead and forcing him to look up at him.

Weakness only lasted for a moment. When he heard the cold and hard voice coming from above his head, Georgia quickly calmed down. He stood up with the force of the other party, looked at the person in front of him with a stern face, and for the first time, his eyes were no longer guarded. He carefully handed over the high-level wood magic stone in his hand and said softly: "Is this yours? I'm sorry, I broke it, I will compensate you, and thank you for saving me." Then he looked at Zhuang Yu and Fan Xiangnan, who was still facing the wall and had not turned around, and thanked them respectively.

This time, Zhuang Yu covered his chest with his hands, and said vaguely, "Oh my god, his eyelashes are so long, and his voice is like singing, so nice..."

With elven blood, Georgia's voice is indeed very nice. His voice is not as heavy and low as other dwarves', but soft and clear, like the first bird cry in the forest when the sun rises. For this reason, he was discriminated against by other young dwarves, who laughed at his voice for not being "warrior-like" at all and said that he was not qualified to be a dwarf. Although he later proved himself with his strength and received sincere apologies from his friends, his personality was still affected to some extent. He is usually very silent and tries not to speak if he can.

Accustomed to the low or harsh voices of his subordinates, he suddenly heard this clear voice that obviously belonged to a young man. Even Chu Rong, who was not very sensitive to sound, had to admit that the voice of this bald chicken that he caught on a whim was a little too nice.

My mood suddenly became cheerful again.

He glanced at the other person's white hand raised in front of him and the red eyes looking at him, and stretched out his hand to Fan Xiangnan: "Give me the translator."

When Fan Xiangnan heard the order, he immediately opened his eyes, turned around and walked over, took out a palm-sized black round machine from the space button and handed it to him, then looked at Georgia and smiled at him friendly.

Receiving the goodwill from the other party, Georgia's tense expression softened a little. He pursed his lips and gave him a somewhat embarrassed smile - these people were indeed good people, although the white-haired monster still had a bad attitude, which always made him want to take out the hammer... In short, he would repay the life-saving grace this time.

Chu Rong ignored their flirting, turned on the translator, held it in front of Georgia, and ordered, "Repeat what you just said."

Georgia was immediately attracted by the machine in front of her. Her eyes were fixed on the small light that kept flashing on the translator. She wanted to touch it but was afraid of being rude. She looked up at Chu Rong and asked unconsciously, "What?"

The translator's light paused, and an electronic voice sounded: "Unknown language, unrecognizable."

Georgia was surprised because she didn't expect the machine to speak suddenly. However, her curiosity and love for machinery secretly emerged. Her eyes circled around the translator with desire in her eyes - she really wanted to take it apart and see the structure inside. Everything here was so magical.

Zhuang Yu and Fan Xiangnan both looked serious, their military senses returning immediately. Zhuang Yu asked first, "Unknown language? Could it be that a new marginal planet and its indigenous inhabitants have been discovered?"

Fan Xiangnan shook his head and replied, "The military's translation system is updated in real time. Unrecognizable languages ​​only represent one situation. The planet where this child grew up has not yet been discovered by the Federation or the Empire, and the language system has not yet been entered."

And the significance of the undiscovered planets... He looked at Chu Rong who seemed to be thinking about something, and said hesitantly: "Sir, this child..."

Chu Rong came back to his senses, threw the translator back to him, took a deep look at Georgia, whose eyes followed the translator, pointed at the pendant in Georgia's hand, and asked, "Whose thing is this?"

Zhuang Yu leaned over to take a look and raised his hand: "Mine, I lost a space button decorative pendant before, it looks like this, but the color should be better--"

"I bought it." Chu Rong interrupted her, took out his space button from his pocket, removed the ink-colored pendant on it and placed it in Georgia's palm, tapped it gently, and said threateningly: "Don't cry anymore. You treat a broken pendant like a treasure, you bumpkin."

Georgia opened her mouth slightly after seeing the extra thing in her hand, her eyes full of disbelief, and she didn't even have time to pay attention to Chu Rong's bully tone - Earth, top-level earth magic stone? Is he dreaming?

Seeing that his eyes were wide with joy and the redness in his eyes seemed to fade a little, Uncle Chu was satisfied and was sure that he really didn't understand what he said. Thinking of his previous behavior of talking at cross purposes, he became unhappy again. He looked at him coldly, turned around and walked out, saying as he walked: "Notify Lin Zhen and ask him to interrogate those miners again and find out where they caught the slaves from."

Fan Xiangnan followed consciously, took out the communicator and began to issue orders after responding.

Zhuang Yu didn't expect him to leave so easily. He was stunned for a moment, then he took two steps forward and asked, "Sir, this child..."

"Find an empty room to put him in and have someone teach him the federal common language. Bring him to see me when he has learned it." Chu Rong waved his hand without looking back, and walked away with Fan Xiangnan, still looking impatient and fickle as usual.

Zhuang Yu stopped and looked back at Georgia, who was holding the two pendants like treasures. He rubbed his forehead with a headache and said, "We have everything on the ship, except teachers. Where can I find someone to teach the common language..."

Half an hour later, Georgia, wearing a military daily training uniform that was obviously too big, was stuffed into a drab room by Zhuang Yu.

"Dinner will be served in half an hour. You should have a good rest." Zhuang Yu resisted the urge to touch his head. Although he knew he couldn't understand, he still gave her gentle instructions, then smiled, turned around and hurried away.

Georgia watched her leave, took a look at the strange room she was in, touched the clean and soft bed, and after making sure that there was no one around, she took out the two magic stones that Zhuang Yu refused to take from her pocket, sat down on the floor against the bed, closed her eyes, mobilized the magic power in her body, drew a complicated circular pattern on the ground with her fingers, and then pulled out a hair and placed it in the middle of the pattern.

The magic circle was formed, and a soft light that only he could see rose up. The hair in the circle moved, and suddenly ignited without fire, turning into a wisp of dust.

Blood traction failed.

He was stunned and stared at the ineffective magic circle for a while, then moved his gaze to the two magic stones. After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth, picked up the wood magic stone that had absorbed some of its magic power, and placed it at the center of the circle. He lowered his head and began to carve the magic circle again. After finishing, he pulled out another hair, bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the circle.

A light brighter than before flashed by. With the magic stone as the center of the magic circle, the magic circle was more effective this time. The blood in the circle slowly wrapped around the hair under the traction of magic, until the soft platinum hair condensed into a red needle-like thread, which began to spin wildly in the circle.

Georgia's eyes lit up when she saw this, and there was even a hint of joy on her face.

laugh--

The madly spinning hair ignited without fire again, and the magic stone at the center of the formation cracked and broke into several pieces.

The joy on Georgia's face froze, and she stared at the charred ashes in the formation, her heart sinking little by little.

The first time the magic circle failed, he could still comfort himself that there was no magic element in the air. The second time, he used the most powerful wood magic stone as the cornerstone and dripped his own fingertip blood into it, but the magic circle still failed. This only proved one thing - his parents were gone, at least not in the continent he was in now, or in this space. As for a more terrible conjecture, he refused to believe it.

Although he had vaguely realized that the black hole should have taken him to a place far away from his hometown, it was not until this moment that he truly understood that the place where even the ancient blood traction magic circle could not connect to his hometown was definitely not just "far" - he might really not be able to go back.

All he saw were strange things. He slowly curled up his legs and hugged himself, buried his face in his knees, and closed his eyes. If he had known this earlier, he would not have forced himself to run to his parents' arms when his parents asked him if he wanted to go out with them.

If I had known earlier...

A tear fell on his knees, wetting the soft fabric. He moved and pressed his arms to cover his eyes.

Meeting room.

Chu Rong sat in the first seat, fiddling with his laptop, and asked casually, "How's that kid?"

"After returning to the room, he sat on the floor and played with the pendant for a while, then fell asleep on the floor and didn't have dinner." Fan Xiangnan answered, paused, and added: "The person who delivered the meal found that the child seemed to have cried."

Chu Rong turned off the computer, squinted his eyes and stared at the enlarged star map in the middle of the conference room for a while, then ordered: "Send him my spiritual purification liquid."

Fan Xiangnan was surprised and hesitated: "But sir, that is the money allocated by the military to you to treat your mental strength. There is only one per month..."

"Give it to him." Chu Rong waved his hand indifferently, and suddenly became a little irritated. "I have been drinking it for ten years and there has been no improvement. It shows that the thing is completely useless to me. Take it away. I am annoyed just looking at it."

Fan Xiangnan shut up, took a look at his obviously impatient expression, and sighed in his heart.