"Do you want to come with me? I think you can turn this world upside down."
The French Saint Demi had long wavy black hair. When she looked at Mo Kexuan's dark eyes, there was no discrimination or fear in her eyes. Demi also did not care about the spider webs and dirt on Mo Kexuan's body. She carried Mo Kexuan out of the cabin with heartache.
Fourteen years have passed now. She did not rely directly on her magic, but walked up slowly step by step, just like when she was a child.
"Teacher, I did subvert the world. I became the first and youngest God of Magic, but now that you are gone, I feel like it has no meaning. Now, I am about to leave too, and maybe all that is left is this dilapidated little wooden house."
Mo Kexuan touched the door of the cabin with nostalgia and recalled that she missed her teacher and the good old days.
Mo Kexuan pushed the door of the cabin gently, and it opened. Inside was a simple bed, a table, and a bookshelf full of books. Maybe someone lived here.
Mo Kexuan didn't expect that someone would live in such a dilapidated cabin. She looked around the house curiously.
"Who are you?"
A question suddenly came from behind Mo Kexuan, and she stepped back in fear.
"Are you a human or a ghost?" Mo Kexuan asked in surprise. Because as long as they are human, there will be some magic flowing in their bodies, and Mo Kexuan, as a god of magic, can sense it, but the boy in front of him now, there is no magic in his body at all.
This young man had a hedgehog-like hairstyle, but his glasses and hair color were ordinary black, and his clothes were very simple. He was probably a little taller than Mo Kexuan, and although he looked okay, his whole face showed dissatisfaction with Mo Kexuan's unauthorized intrusion.
Since Mo Kexuan took Demi as her teacher, no one has been as rude to her as this boy. Mo Kexuan wanted to use her identity to warn the boy, but she didn't do it in the end. She felt that she was about to die, so she didn't want to think about those identities anymore, but she didn't want to be bullied by a boy like this, so she argued:
"How dare you speak to me like that! I am the original director of this cabin."
"The original owner? How is that possible? I have lived in this cabin for fourteen years."
"You don't believe it? Look here."
As she spoke, Mo Kexuan walked outside the house. She gently stepped on the soil next to the door with her toes and activated earth magic. The small piece of soil was lifted up into the air until it stopped at the same height as Mo Kexuan. There were three thin wafers on top of the soil.
"I buried these here fourteen years ago. These three chips have my name and my parents' name on them."
Now Mo Kexuan was holding these three chips in her hand, and she felt very sad. She had never thought that she would have the opportunity to see this. These three chips were like ID cards that proved everyone's identity. The country would issue them to everyone when they were born.
"Well, you may indeed be the original owner of this cabin, but I have lived here for fourteen years. Don't even think about taking my cabin away from me."
The boy naturally knew the function of these three chips. Moreover, he had dug up these three chips outside the house. These things were usually put into the cemetery with the owners of the chips, so the boy thought that this was the place where the three people were buried, so he buried the three chips intact.
"Who cares about your shabby house?"
Mo Kexuan just thought that this young man was so funny. This wooden house was so shabby and eerie at night. It didn't have any advantages at all.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Kexuan felt her stomach churning and she couldn't help but vomit.
"Hey, are you okay? Are you that mad?"
The boy thought he had made her vomit because of anger.
Even though she was about to die, Mo Kexuan still had the self-respect to clean her mouth with water magic, and then wiped it with the handkerchief she carried with her.
"This is..." The young man picked up a branch beside him and turned over Mo Kexuan's vomit.
"Aren't you disgusting? Are you a pervert?"
Mo Kexuan knew her physical condition. She was almost unable to hold on just now, but she had been suppressing it with her magic. Now even her magic was almost exhausted, and the injuries in her body could no longer be controlled.
"Gastrointestinal bleeding. Stiffness of facial musculature. Open mouth."
The boy put down the branch, pinched Mo Kexuan's cheek, and motioned her to open her mouth. But Mo Kexuan did not cooperate, so the boy directly opened her mouth, and after taking a look, the boy ignored Mo Kexuan's struggle and carried her into the house.
"You are so insolent! So rude! Let me go now."
Now Mo Kexuan was very angry. She just wanted to find a quiet place where she was familiar and waited for death. But now she met such a pervert, who was so rude. If she had normal magic power, she could kill this guy directly. But now she could only rely on calling for help, but on this mountain, how could anyone hear this weak cry for help?
"Stop making noise, I want to save you."
After the young man walked into the room, he pressed a book on the bookshelf, and then the floor of the cabin bulged out, and a set of stairs appeared in front of him. The young man carried Mo Kexuan and walked down.
"here……"
Mo Kexuan was shocked by this basement. There was no light magic here but it was still very bright. The long angular thing on the roof was emitting white light, but it was not the light of the magic crystal.
"You are ill, if I am not mistaken, with the worst possible tetanus. For you are going to die soon."
As he said that, the young man put Mo Kexuan on the sofa he made himself, then took out a glass bottle filled with liquid from the cabinet on the wall, and also found a syringe with a stopper.
Mo Kexuan didn't know that this thing was called a syringe. She didn't recognize the things in the boy's hand, so she felt very strange. She looked around the basement. Although it was dug by humans, it was not as messy as the caves she had seen before. This basement was paved with tiles, the floor was clean, the walls were painted, and there was warm-toned wallpaper, which was particularly neat.
"How do you know about my illness? Are you a healer?"
Although Mo Kexuan didn't understand what tetanus was, she was still right about dying. So Mo Kexuan continued to ask this strange boy.
"Don't compare me with those people. They can't even cure a minor illness like yours."
The boy said it with such disdain, he seemed to look down on those powerful healers. Mo Kexuan asked the arrogant boy: "Can you cure me?"
"Of course. Well, I was saying that there is something wrong with the distribution system in this world. Now they are only developing magic and ignoring science."
"Don't try to fool me. My curse is such that even ninth-level healing magic cannot cure it."
Although Mo Kexuan was about to die, she still didn't want to seek medical help rashly, and she still didn't easily believe what this person said.
"What kind of curse is that? Think about whether you have been stabbed by something sharp recently."
"Stab wound? I saw a very strange dagger in the library about a month ago. I accidentally got scratched when I was playing with it, but I healed myself immediately."
Mo Kexuan thought that she had only suffered such a minor injury, but she didn't take it seriously at all, let alone go to see a therapist.
"That should be the time. Although your magic is powerful, your body is very fragile. That's why you are almost dying because of such a small thing. This is a scientific matter that you magicians can't cure. Your so-called magic is so powerful that even a cold needs to be treated for several days..."
The young man knew that the dagger must have been rusty, but the people in this world had no scientific concepts, so he was too lazy to explain anything.
"You seem to hate magic?"
"Yes, take off your clothes."
The young man was very frank about his thoughts. He was now approaching Mo Kexuan with the syringe he had just prepared. The needle on the syringe looked particularly creepy under the white light.
"You, what do you want to do?"
Mo Kexuan looked at the syringe. Although she didn't know what the boy wanted to do, she always felt that this thing was more terrifying than asking her to take off her clothes.
"It's an injection. I'll inject the liquid in the syringe into your body."
"What clothes are you taking off? Where do you want to get the injection?"
Mo Kexuan unconsciously shrank back on the sofa, for she was afraid that the boy was going to take the opportunity to do something bad to her.
"Buttocks, buttocks."
"How could I possibly show you my private parts?"
"Oh, that's right. This is not my world."
The young man thought about it for a while, and finally gave up. After all, he didn't want Mo Kexuan to come and kill him to silence him after he cured her...
The boy put down the syringe and picked up another needle with a leather tube. The leather tube seemed to extend to the bottom of the transparent bottle. This thing didn't seem as scary as the syringe just now.
"It seems that you still want to stab me! How can you trust me so much that I will hand over my body to a stranger like you to heal me!"
Mo Kexuan's current physical condition makes it impossible for her to use magic to defeat the boy in front of her, so she thinks that she should talk to the boy reasonably.
"There has to be trust between people. I believe I can cure you, so you should trust me too. Otherwise, you will die anyway."
The boy said these words very seriously, but Mo Kexuan felt the grievance that she had not felt for a long time, except for the last time when her teacher sealed her magic and threw her into the forest of monsters. Mo Kexuan hesitated, thinking that she was waiting to die anyway, so she might as well give it a try and let the boy heal her. And the boy was very serious.
"Don't touch it blindly."
The boy held Mo Kexuan's hand and touched it. Mo Kexuan had never been touched like this by the opposite sex since she was a child. Even the emperor was very respectful to her. Not to mention touching her hand.
"Oh my, I finally found a vein."
“Wow!!!”
Before Mo Kexuan could figure out what the boy was talking about, she suddenly felt a strong stinging pain on the back of her hand. Two big tears suddenly fell.
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