Chapter 046 Chapter 46
For social phobia, performing in public is simply the top ten tortures.
It's just a small price to pay, there's no point in backing down. Under the spotlight, Mo Xuanji thought silently.
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"I want to enter the Hidden Star Tower." After Wilde said, "You can ask for anything you want," Mo Xuanji looked into his eyes and slowly said, "Is this request okay?"
"Are you talking about the Star-hiding Tower in the center of the lake?" At first, Wilde thought he had misheard. After getting a positive answer, his expression became serious: "Do you also want to investigate something?"
"Yeah." Mo Xuanji nodded hesitantly.
In Penglai Academy, few people knew about the existence of the Hidden Star Tower, and even if some people knew about it, they would avoid talking about it. Mo Xuanji knew about it purely because of the system.
It is rumored that the entire history of humans and monsters is stored in the Star-Covering Tower, and even many ancient magic secrets are included.
After experiencing the incident with the man in black, Mo Xuanji felt that he needed to understand what happened three thousand years ago, especially the catastrophe that happened that year.
The description in the history books was very vague. He only knew that the human race and the demon race suffered heavy losses and almost all their high-end combat power was destroyed. As for the enemy, it was only mentioned as "foreign enemy". The concept of foreign enemy is very general. It can be an enemy from other forces or from other places.
When the elders of the Feather Clan were arguing with the man in black robe, they inadvertently revealed a message: the culprit for the catastrophe was invaders from outside the world.
Mo Xuanji suddenly remembered the "new world" and "old world" that the two thugs talked about at that time. The "god" they mentioned was definitely related to the invaders.
From the current situation, it is not difficult to analyze that both sides must have suffered losses at that time, and neither side was able to completely destroy the other. After three thousand years of rest, humans and demons have redeveloped, and the other side has also taken the opportunity to recover.
As the saying goes, knowing yourself and the enemy is the key to success. However, after investigating for a while, he could not find any detailed records about "foreign enemies". Most of them were vague or even unclear. Even when he asked his teacher, he only got the answer "We are not very clear either".
Therefore, when the system informed him of the existence of the Cangxing Building, Mo Xuanji immediately set his goal. However, the threshold to enter the Cangxing Building was too high, requiring a total history credit of 10,000 points. Mo Xuanji roughly calculated and found that if he only used conventional means, even if he got full credits every month, he would have to accumulate them until the second semester of the second year.
Nearly a year and a half. If it was just from a personal perspective, Mo Xuanji could afford it. But now that the end of the world was approaching, would there still be a year and a half left? Even if there was, he didn't dare to gamble.
There is actually more than one way to enter the Cangxing Tower. In addition to entering with credits, you can also ask seniors who have the qualifications to enter to bring you in. However, this quota is very precious, and each person can only bring one person in a semester. Not only that, the person who brings people in needs to bear all the responsibilities of the people they bring in.
If you don't know who you are and someone commits a mistake after you bring them in, you will be guilty of the same crime. Once you are punished, you will be permanently disqualified from entering the Cangxing Building, and the school will not care whether you are implicated by others. Because there are so many aspects involved, the seniors will not give out the quota easily.
Sure enough, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Wilde's face.
After seeing his expression, Mo Xuanji was not surprised. This was originally a very outrageous request, and he did not have much hope for it. His real purpose was not to get Wilde to agree to this.
On the one hand, this request was just a gamble, and on the other hand, it was also intended to use the compensation mentality to make Wilde agree to another thing after Wilde refused - to help Mo Xuanji obtain credits through other unconventional means.
For example, the way Penglai Daily makes money is an unconventional way. Mo Xuanji knew that he didn't have the economic sense, so in order to avoid wasting time, he chose the most reliable way - let the person who seemed to have the most economic sense lead him. However, this operation was too troublesome, and he was not sure whether Wilde was willing to help him, so he had to resort to this last resort.
Mo Xuanji felt a pang of conscience for plotting against his senior in such a despicable way.
I'm sorry, senior. Once I get in, I'll give you all the credits I earned from business.
But unexpectedly, Wilde agreed. He rubbed his chin and explained, "Okay. But I haven't accumulated enough credits yet, so you need to wait for a while."
"It's okay, senior, actually..." This is different from what I imagined. Mo Xuanji was stunned, and the words he had just prepared were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say a word.
"Are you in a hurry? Let me tell you, I will try to earn enough credits before the winter break, and I promise I won't keep you waiting for too long."
Mo Xuanji was in a very complicated mood. He was silent for a few seconds and organized his words: "How about you ask me to do one more thing?" Under Wilde's surprised eyes, he gritted his teeth and explained: "The value of these two things is not proportional. After all, I just changed my clothes to help the club recruit people..."
Wilde couldn't help but burst into laughter. He put his arm around Mo Xuanji's shoulders and said with a smile, "Junior, sometimes you don't have to pursue excessive fairness. We are friends who have risked our lives for each other, so why should we care about this? Besides, it's only natural to help your junior."
"However, if you really feel bad, just come on stage with me and finish the performance. This way you will get a spot in the Hidden Star Building, and I will get a perfect performance. How about that?"
"Okay." Mo Xuanji responded quickly.
"So what do you need me to do then?"
The reliable senior smiled mysteriously, took out his long plan, and threw it aside with a loud noise: "Do it this way. But before that, I have to teach you some simple magic."
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The slender fingers pinched the slender flower stem, as if containing endless temptation. The person on the stage chuckled and placed the rose in front of him. The angle between the stage and the audience formed a perfect misalignment. From the audience, it looked like he was kissing the rose.
He threw the rose with a scream. A flame ignited out of thin air, and the red color blossomed in the flame, passionate and romantic. After the rose burned out, a rain of petals fell on the stage. The hand wearing a black glove gently grasped the edge of the canopy, and covered the whole person with his movements.
The next second, the hood was thrown open with great force, making a sound in the air. The person on the stage was replaced by another one. He was wearing the white performance suit, which formed a strong contrast with the black just now.
Wilde said with a perfect smile: "Good evening everyone, welcome to the world of magicians! Have a nice evening."
After that, with a snap of the fingers, a little ugly doll with balloons under its feet popped out in front of each person. They flew in the air, continuously spraying out colorful streamers.
"It smells good?" Someone took it and took a bite, and found that it was actually candy. It was as soft and thin as a piece of paper.
Listening to the bursts of exclamations outside, Mo Xuanji quietly slipped away from the backstage and returned to his companion with an expressionless face.
Teacher Wang on the stage is shining with confidence.
"Sure enough, we were hallucinating just now. We actually mistook Senior Wang in black clothes for Xuan Ji?" Sunflower was confused, holding her big crown.
When Zhu Changan saw Mo Xuanji coming over, he raised his phone excitedly: "Xuanji, your performance just now was really cool. I recorded it for you! I'll send it to you later!"
"Well, thank you." Mo Xuanji said as he rolled up his cloak and wrapped himself tightly, leaving only his head. He then pushed his hat down to cover his face.
He shut himself off.
It was really embarrassing! His part of the performance was so weird! It was like this, then that, and then it was gone, it was gone! He didn't even dare to look at the audience, he just kept his eyes empty the whole time.
The system almost shut down due to the noise: "Calm down, kid, it's over."
Either explode in silence or die in silence. At this time, Mo Xuanji remained silent on the surface, but in his heart he was already screaming like crazy and turning into a weird species.
Mo Xuanji said nothing, but Zhu Changan quickly sensed something was wrong and looked at him worriedly.
"Xuanji, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's a bit cold."
The classmate who was eating ice cream nearby:?
Ji Sheng stared at Mo Xuanji for a while, then slapped his head and suddenly realized: "Oh! I know, Xuanji is just like me, she is also socially anxious!"
"I'm not..." Mo Xuanji raised his head reflexively and quickly retorted. As a cool guy, how could he have a weakness of social phobia? This must not be discovered by others, absolutely not!
Mo Xuanji couldn't tell what expression Ji Sheng had in his vegetative state, but Zhu Changan seemed to believe it. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Xuanji is definitely not socially anxious. It must be because of the weather."
That’s great, Zhu Changan has no doubts, and his cool guy image is preserved.
Zhu Changan paused and asked seriously, "So, do you want some ice cream?"
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With a "pop", Mo Xuanji disappeared from the spot, and the black awning slowly fell down, perfectly covering a certain round little object.
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Happy times are always short-lived. The anniversary celebration ended successfully, and the students' lives at Penglai Academy gradually got back on track.
After the previous missions, Mo Xuanji discovered the biggest problem: as "Mo Xuanji", he had too few means of attack.
Although he had learned many skills from the bamboo slips, they were all ancient spells, far beyond the reach of a kid like him. So on the surface, the only thing he could use was the wind ability.
But so far, there are only a few skills that have been developed based on superpowers.
"The burst damage of Wind Blade is quite considerable, but the mana consumption is too high. How can I reduce the consumption?" Mo Xuanji had a headache holding various tutorial books.