"Me? The future of the Pure Holy Continent? Don't be ridiculous. I don't even have any magic power." Fern said in disbelief.

Fu La Xiu Atlaslanda replied: "Whether you believe it or not, I just want to tell you that from now on, follow your heart in everything. Always keep a rational mind and don't harbor evil."

Fern heard that Fulham Atlanta also replied solemnly: "I will remember your teachings, sir." Barbara also said: "I will remember it too."

Fulaxiu Atlas smiled knowingly and said, "All the parts on the seventh floor are for you. Although I only came to my senses with the help of you, the mermaid girl, I have passed the test." Fern scratched his head and said, "So it was you, sir, I was wondering why I felt like I was being watched. But how am I going to transport so many parts on the seventh floor?"

Fu La Xiu Ateslan laughed and said, "I will send her to your college. You don't need to worry about that."

Fern scratched his head embarrassedly: "Then thank you for your help, sir."

"No trouble, no trouble, it's just a piece of cake!" After saying that, a magic wand appeared in Fulashu Atslan's hand, and he knocked on the seventh floor, and the parts of the seventh floor disappeared. "The place you are about to go is extremely dangerous, so be careful!"

"Sir, do you know where we are going?" Fern looked at Furas Atslan in surprise, and then remembered that Furas Atslan could predict the future: "Then sir, can you tell us what the outcome of this journey will be?"

"Young man, I can't tell you this. You have to experience it yourself to know the outcome of the journey." Fulashu Atslan smiled and patted Fern's shoulder. "Young man, be careful on the road ahead!"

Fern nodded: "Thank you for your teachings, sir. Fern will remember it." Fern's expression was seen by Fern, and he knew that he understood what he said. He smiled and nodded, a teachable child! "Young man, don't relax yet. Don't forget that this is only the eighth floor. You will have to go through the ninth floor by yourself. This little girl and this robot can stay here and chat with me, an old man!"

When Barbara heard that she couldn't go up with Fern, she became unhappy: "Why can't I go? I want to go up with Fern." As she said that, Barbara hugged Fern's arm and looked at Fern, wanting him to take her with him.

Fu La Xiu Ateslan smiled and shook his head: "This ninth floor is a test for him. If you follow him up, if you help him, it will be considered cheating. If you can't help him, then you will be a burden. Do you still want to go up?"

"Then can't the 223 robot go up with him?"

"Of course."

Barbara was silent for a moment after hearing what Furas Atslan said, then she looked at Fern, struggled for a moment and finally let go of Fern, "As the gentleman said, if I go up with you, I will be a burden to you anyway. So I'll stay here and wait for you, and be careful when you go up by yourself!"

Fern patted Barbara's head and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile. Just stay here and don't act rashly, okay?"

Barbara waved her hands impatiently, "I know, I know, we have to hurry up, otherwise if I regret it later, I will follow you upstairs."

Fern shook his head helplessly: "Then I'll go up."

Barbara turned her head away from him and said, "Hmm!" She realized that Fern had walked a distance before she turned her head back to watch Fern's back disappear at the end of the stairs. Fulaxiu Atslan walked behind Barbara and said faintly, "Little girl, he is not your destined man."

Barbara, immersed in the sadness of Fern leaving alone, was startled by the sudden voice, and heard what Froustius Atslan said. She turned around and glared at Froustius Atslan fiercely, then stood up, sat aside and continued to look at the direction of the stairs.

Seeing this, Fulashu Atslan sighed, "Ah! Young people!"

Fern walked up the stairs to the ninth floor and saw an empty room. There was a mural on the wall in front of him, and nothing else. Fern walked forward cautiously, and stepped on something. The room lit up, and the mural in front of him began to tremble and crack. A fire dragon flew out of the wall and rushed towards Fern. Fern turned around to avoid the fire dragon's attack. He pulled out a gun from his waist and fired it into the fire dragon's belly, but the bullet was deflected by the fire dragon's belly, "Oh my god! Is this dragon's skin so thick!"

The fire dragon seemed to have heard Fern's words and turned to roar at Fern, spewing fire at him. Fern rolled to the side to avoid the fireball, which hit the wall. A black hole immediately appeared on the wall. Fern was terrified. If he hadn't dodged, he would have died here today! The fire dragon saw Fern dodged and immediately launched the next round of attacks. Fern dodged and fired at the fire dragon, but without exception, all the bullets were deflected. There were not many bullets left, and he couldn't keep shooting blindly like this. He had to find the fire dragon's weakness and kill it with one shot.

After figuring it out, Fern put away his gun, slid under the dragon, and jumped onto its back. The dragon realized that Fern had landed on its back, and tried desperately to shake him off. Fern grabbed the dragon's fur tightly and clung to it. The dragon saw that shaking him was useless, so it started to ram against the wall, trying to kill Fern.

Fern noticed the dragon's intention and immediately crawled towards the dragon's head. No matter how stupid the dragon was, it would not bang its head against the wall! But the dragon was stupid. When the dragon saw Fern crawling on its head, it banged its head against the wall in anger. Fern was stunned for a moment and immediately turned around and crawled to the dragon's chin. Fern grabbed the dragon's hair tightly and banged its head against the wall, causing the wall to collapse.

Barbara, who was on the eighth floor, heard the voice and immediately stood up and wanted to rush up. Just as she took a step, she was stopped by Fulash Atslan, "You have to believe him." Barbara was anxious but she held back when she remembered Fulash Atslan's words.

Fern grabbed the dragon's hair and pressed it against its skin, and found that the skin on the dragon's chin was softer than other parts. The dragon hit him so hard that he felt dizzy. Fern looked up and saw that the dragon's eyes were beginning to blur, and thought to himself, this is a good opportunity! Fern pulled out his gun, aimed at the dragon's eyes and shot.

The dragon wailed and fell to the ground, rolling in pain. Fern took the opportunity to shoot the dragon in the chin. The dragon rolled over and stopped moving. Fern sat down, with no strength left in his body.

After the dragon stopped moving, the surroundings began to dissipate, and finally turned into a gun. Fern looked at the dragon's final appearance, and all his fatigue disappeared at once. He went over to pick up the gun with surprise, played with it repeatedly, and then shot at the wall. Hmm... no bullets! The surprise was gone. What's the use of just having a gun! Forget it, it's a gun after all.

Fern rested for a moment, put away his gun, picked up the fire dragon and went downstairs with the gun.

After coming down, Barbara rushed up and said, "How are you? Are you hurt? I just heard a loud noise upstairs!" Fern touched Barbara's head and said, "Don't worry, I'm not hurt!"

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When Fern saw the gun in his hand, Fulham Atslan smiled more broadly and stepped forward and said, "It seems you succeeded. Congratulations!"

"Sir, this gun has no bullets. Where can I find it?" Fern stepped forward and showed the gun to Fraser Atlantis.

"This spear is called 'Fire Dragon Spear'. It was forged by a hermit master in the past. Later, it was blessed with magic. After hundreds of years of refinement, it can now transform into the appearance of a fire dragon. This spear originally has no bullets. Since you have defeated it, you are its master. It will convert your anger into bullets. The greater your anger, the greater its power. Since you have no anger now, you naturally have no bullets."

Fern nodded: "So that's how it is!" Fern touched the Fire Dragon Spear, and felt his response and was immediately delighted: "Thank you, sir!"

"Don't thank me, you earned it yourself. It will help you in your future. Go, boy! Continue on your journey!"

Qingji and the Purple-Gold-Eyed Monster saw Fern and Barbara coming down, and immediately stepped forward to ask about the situation above, "How is it going?" Fern took out the Fire Dragon Spear and said, "Good harvest!"

Qingji looked at the gun in Fern's hand, "What is this?" Fern put the gun away, "It is said that it was forged by a master in the past, and now it is mine. It may be helpful to us in the future."

"It seems your trip was not in vain. Of course, we still have 10% of the spare parts. By the way, when we came down, were those parts no longer available on the seventh floor?" Fern turned and asked Barbara.

"Well, it's gone. I think Fulash Atlas has sent it to you." Barbara thought for a moment and replied.