Chapter 671 Never Retire!

"Master Feng Huan, may I ask how you came up with the [Magic Box Garden]?"

"It was God's revelation that gave me inspiration."

"Master Feng Huan, I'm from the Ben Daily. Lord Star Crow of the Mystic Arts praised you as a rare magic genius in a thousand years. Are you really not considering entering the Mystic Arts Research Institute to conduct research?"

"Now is the era of young people. As an old man, I should just enjoy my old age. My apprentice, Chek, has done a great job. I believe there are many young people like him. They just need a little bit of opportunity and confidence."

"You are an unfathomable talent in the Wind Realm. Apart from the Wind Listener, can you tell us a little about your other abilities?"

"I am personally very interested in mysterious fate."

"Master, many people are curious about you. You come from the Wind Realm, but you settled in Resurrection City. What made you decide to leave your hometown and come here?"

"Without a doubt, it is the respect and worship for Lord Yaoshen."

…

After dealing with reports from reporters from all sides once again, Feng Huan raised the bottle of wine with a sense of relief, tilted his head back and took a few sips.

How did things turn out like this? I just want to live a peaceful retirement life, find a purse that can spit out gold coins, have a sturdy and spacious house that can withstand meteorites and dust storms, eat three meals a day comfortably, bask in the sun when I want, eat lamb legs when I want...

The result is what I have now.

The elderly magician is under tremendous pressure.

He always felt that this was something no human could do.

Creating the [Magic Box] that he had invented himself and turning a joke into a theory was like a cold mockery.

Although Chek is rich, very rich, willing to spend money, and tough, how could he come up with something like this...

Is he really a genius?

Then, I suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention, and a large number of interviews came to me, investigating and digging into my past.

Fortunately, before coming here, Feng Huan no longer had any real acquaintances in Fengxing Realm.

As a god, the Mystic Nutcracker actually praised this highly and even extended an olive branch to invite me to join his research group.

Feng Huan could only bite the bullet and politely decline.

He didn't dare to perform magic tricks next to the gods.

But this is not a solution, it will only get bigger and bigger.

As long as the gods become suspicious and really want to check, they will find out that they don’t have any [Magic Box Garden] at all.

No one can bear the sin of blasphemy...

Feng Huan lived in fear every day and could only relieve stress by drinking and overeating.

No, this can't go on! So on a dark and windy night, Feng Huan, a magician who was already 75 years old, packed his bags and left the Resurrection Kingdom under the dust storm and meteorites. He passed the strict border entry test and arrived at the world of Zhoudao, where he became a fortune teller.

Before leaving, Feng Huan left a letter for Chek.

"Chekwutu: I have already left. There is no need to look for me or to worry about me.

After five years of getting along, I am amazed by your understanding, talent and growth. You are indeed as I initially judged, humble, tenacious and full of ideals.

Now I want to tell you something.

The name [Feng Huan] is not just mine, but a name that is passed down from generation to generation. We all have different abilities, but we will all choose the next successor when we are old to become the new [Feng Huan]. So Feng Huan can be a magician, a barber, a sorcerer, a thief, and a killer... Everyone can be Feng Huan, but Feng Huan in the eyes of different people is completely different.

So you should probably know that [Magic Box] was not created by me alone, but is the result of continuous accumulation of predecessors. I am very pleased that it has restored its former glory in your hands.

Remember when I said the key to the magician was misdirection?

I stay here for only one purpose.

That is to find the next [Feng Huan].

Now, I think I have found the right person.

This person stands shoulder to shoulder with bravery and carries through with his own talents and character.

Please continue to promote the name of [Fenghuan], and may God bless you.

"

…

Zhou Island is a very comfortable and leisurely world, where there are no natural disasters, no chaos, only sunshine, beaches and blue ocean.

Yao people from all walks of life come here for vacation, either staying in a small house to watch the sea and listen to the wind, or entering the [Sea of ​​Heart] to swim in the sea of ​​learning, and enjoy the local tea and spice seaweed...

Feng Huan settled in Beizhou City. His main business was setting up a stall as a fortune teller and making sugar figurines.

He now shaved his beard, wore a straw hat, and was called Grandpa Giroud.

Divination is very simple. You just need to figure out what the other person is thinking, and then you can predict the destiny that he wants.

What Feng Huan is really good at is [mind reading].

No matter whether it was the intrigues and stabbings in Fengxing Realm, or later arriving at the Resurrection Kingdom and finding and confirming Chek as Money Bag's apprentice, Feng Huan relied on this ability of mind-reading judgment.

Therefore, he knew very well what the person on the other side was thinking and whether what he said was a lie or was from the heart.

The so-called [Fenghuan] of all generations is just a story he made up.

The purpose is to cut off all ties and let Chek take the blame.

Compared to mind reading, Feng Huan feels that blowing candy is more challenging and interesting.

This was originally a kind of sugar-burning craft in Fengxing Realm. Sugar is burned in a pot into amber syrup, and then some sour fruits are stirred in it and coated with icing sugar. After cooling, candy can be obtained. No one in Fengxing Realm grows fruit trees, so basically all that can be collected are wild fruits, which taste sour and astringent, but with white icing sugar, they become sweet and sour.

Based on the sugar burning process, he repeatedly stretched the hot sugar, put it on his fingers, quickly turned it into a hollow sugar ball, and then began to blow it into various shapes. At the same time, he kneaded and shaped it with his hands, and the sugar ball would be solid and shiny after solidification.

By blowing sugar, you can make it into mice, cats, birds, dragons, men, women, young and old in various shapes, and even flying kite huts, bone chariots and mobile fortresses.

Use a thin feather pen to color it afterwards to make the blown sugar mold more lifelike and vivid.

The advanced sugar molds will also be equipped with an element crystal structure to increase special effects. For example, the wind element allows it to float for a long time, the earth element allows it to step on quicksand, and the light element makes it glow all over, making it look more delicate and luxurious.

Relying on this skill, Feng Huan became famous again.

Tourists from all over the world line up in front of his small stall, and many of them come from far away just to let this "Grandpa Giroud" make some specific sugar molds.

However, he only makes 50 every day, closes the stall when he is done, and never makes another one.

Even so, many people still flock to it.

One day, Feng Huan suddenly saw a report in the "Shacheng Gazette".

"…Chek, a famous engineer in Resurrection City, was seriously injured and fell into a coma due to a violent explosion during an element experiment."

Something happened to that kid?

Feng Huan felt a little regretful.

Although he mostly took advantage of the dwarf youth, Chek was indeed good to his teacher.

Suddenly, Feng Huan realized something was wrong.

Because he saw there was another paragraph below.

"…The inventor, Master Feng Huan, has recovered from surgery. He said he would come out again to help his apprentice perfect the latest [Magic Box Garden]."

Feng Huan was so angry that he laughed.

It turns out that Chek did this because he wanted to inherit the name [Feng Huan] legitimately.

This kid still can't learn the trick of misleading, and can't even make up a good story. It's too outrageous for a master to inherit his apprenticeship...

Next, Feng Huan couldn't help but start paying attention to the news about the Resurrection Kingdom.

The emergence of the [Magic Box] brought about a series of changes, and the local "Ben Daily" in the Resurrection Kingdom conducted a series of follow-up reports.

"The United Friendship University has officially opened the [Magic Studies] department."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Magic is divided into two categories. Classical magic is taught at the United Friendship University, and elemental magic is taught at the Academy of Mystic Magic... We welcome students from all walks of life to participate in the study and research of this new field."

"The [Spell Box] is becoming more popular. It has become one of the most important devices for the Yao people to study and cast spells."

"The first large-scale magic box garden [Sand Garden] was officially launched, and the god of secret arts, Lord Star Crow, appeared publicly and gave it his blessing and praise."

"Apostle Mao Cao-sama officially announces: Under the divine power of God Yao, the suns of the Resurrection Kingdom and the Mystic Kingdom have been repaired, and order is gradually being restored."

"The underground city [Tuncheng] built by the Resurrection Kingdom has officially been put into use. The underground passages connecting to the major cities such as Resurrection City, Bingbao, and Kencheng have been completed. The first phase of infrastructure construction to cope with turbulent tides has been completed."

…

Among all the reports of major events, Feng Huan saw a personal announcement.

"Sad news, Master Feng Huan passed away at a ripe old age."

Coming again?

What’s even more outrageous is that two years later, Feng Huan saw another one.

"Amazing! Master Fenghuan has resurrected and returned in style."

Feng Huan is numb.

What the hell is going on? ...

He couldn't help but be curious, so he went all the way back to the Resurrection Kingdom. After asking around, he found Feng Huan.

Only this time Feng Huan turned into a young girl. Although she was wearing a long robe and her face was covered with a gray cloth, the old magician still understood her at a glance.

Scammers don't decrease or disappear, they just change from one to another.

Youngsters nowadays are so daring that they would commit suicide right under the nose of the Mystic Star Crow, a god who specializes in magic.

Feng Huan asked around and finally found Chek near a construction tunnel.

At this time, Chek was swinging an iron pickaxe to chisel stones. He looked much more mature, except that he was missing his left eye and his shoulder had become a metal structure, and he was working hard.

When it was time to finish work and change shifts at night, Feng Huan showed up and met Cheke.

After many years, the master and disciple met again.

"How did you become like this?" Feng Huan asked him.

"The element experiment exploded violently... I was hit on the head by a meteorite when I escaped. Since then, it has been difficult for me to think about complicated things. I reluctantly used your name to do research for a few years, and then passed [Wind Illusion] to the next generation of more suitable smart people. Later, I heard that it was passed on to the next one."

Chek said: "The money and house left to me by my family were all spent on making the [Magic Box Garden]. Now that I work outside, I can't remember many things anymore."

The old man muttered to himself.

It turned out to be a real explosion.

The changes in these generations have been quite fast.

"Can you still use your hands?"

"My hands are still very flexible, more flexible than my mind." Chek opened his hands to show that his ten fingers were flexible and able to move.

"Then do you want to come with me?"

"ah?"

"I'm going to teach you another trick first. It's called sugar modeling. All you need is hands. Try it."

Feng Huan took a small pot and began to teach him how to boil sugar and stir it.

Chek, who was standing next to him, was watching very seriously, just like the first time he saw the old man perform the hair trick.

But no matter how Feng Huan taught, Chek could not learn. He tried hard to memorize every step, but when it came time to do it himself, he was confused and moved randomly.

Feng Huan felt a little reluctant.

This kid used to be very smart... but now he has become like this.

The old magician thought, forget it, just treat it as another stupid apprentice, one more mouth won't eat much. This kid still has some strength.

Feng Huan led the dwarf carrying a large bag all the way to Zhou Island.

While undergoing border inspection, Chek's body flashed with white light.

His lost left eye regained its activity and brightness, and his dull eyes regained their former cleverness and sharpness.

"This... this is... divine power, the gift of Lord Yaoshen! I am recovered! All recovered!"

"Teacher! I'm fine!"

The dwarf knelt on the ground excitedly and prayed to the sky: "Thank you for your grace! Great God Yao!"

Feng Huan trembled all over.

God Yao is really watching here.

A layer of holy light gradually surrounded him.

The old magician looked stunned.

How come I have a share too?

I'm still... a hero? I don't know how that works though.

He quickly knelt on the ground and chanted respectfully in his heart: "Your loyal servant, Feng Huan, is extremely grateful for your love and mercy... I will definitely keep your oracles and teachings in mind, and always listen to your gospel in heaven, Lord Yaoshen."

"For the Yao clan! Feng Huan will never retire!"

The second update will be a little later today.

(End of this chapter)