Chapter 136 Let’s Build a Magic School
It was the first time that Gong Qiying saw someone burst out with four-digit mental power after death. It was simply astonishing.
It is a bit of an understatement to say that the Sword Master Japar was killed by the Cursed Frog.
But if we say that the sword master Japar died from the curse of the dead prince, a curse that no one can resist according to legend, doesn’t it suddenly become noble?
The person is dead, so let’s say something nice about him.
Japar's body turned into a stream of light and disappeared. It seemed that although he was very strong, he was still cautious enough to carry the teleportation crystal with him when entering the dungeon.
I just don’t know how the people in the Resurrection House will react when they see his body. I guess their expressions will be quite interesting.
"I have to get to the Resurrection House now!"
With a gloating thought in mind, Gong Qiying quickly connected with his clone in the outside world and ran towards the resurrection house.
You should find fun for yourself while you are alive. What's the difference between a life without fun and being dead?
Before he could run to the Resurrection House, he heard a deafening noise coming from across the street.
Tonight's celebration has not yet ended, and most of the priests and nuns in the Resurrection House have secretly gone out to play, leaving only a few unlucky ones who failed to escape in time to remain here on duty.
Who would have thought that these unfortunate guys who stayed behind would encounter an event big enough to shock the entire kingdom!
When Gapar's body was just teleported to the resurrection house, the priest on duty just glanced at it and performed the resurrection spell while muttering "Why does he go to the dungeon to seek death at such an old age?" However, the more he resurrected, the more he felt something was wrong.
I have almost used up half of my magic power, why hasn't he resurrected yet?
It is common sense that the stronger a person is, the more magic power is needed to revive him.
When the remaining magic power in his body was less than one tenth, the priest finally panicked and hurried outside to call the priests and nuns who had sneaked out to play. This call made things serious.
When people heard that someone had exhausted the priest's magic power and could not be resurrected, they all wondered who the powerful person was and ran over to watch the fun. Among them was Drew who was pulled over by Roger.
As soon as he saw clearly who the body lying on the bed was, he spat out a mouthful of beer.
"It's Gapar, the Sword Saint Gapar!" someone in the crowd shouted.
So it became like this. After only a few minutes, the street where the Resurrection House was located was completely blocked and crowded. Gong Qiying couldn't squeeze in, not even if he stood on tiptoe, because a magician used the flying spell to watch the fun.
Some people even started charging people for the ability to fly if they wanted to watch the fun!
Do these adventurers have such good business acumen?
Seeing everyone from the entire celebration rushing over here, the old priest in charge of the resurrection house finally hurried over and closed the door tightly. What a joke! How could they let the dignified Sword Master be watched by people like a monkey in a zoo!
Such a strange thing, their Holy Light Church must close the door and take a closer look!
After closing the door, the priest who first discovered Japar asked cautiously, "Do you want to work together to perform the resurrection spell?"
"Wait a minute,"
The old priest lifted up Gapar's body and threw a photo stone to the nun next to him.
"What, what are you doing?" asked the nun, confused.
"Help me take a picture, hurry up," the old pastor urged, "It's so cool to think about taking a picture with the corpse of a strong man!"
After a lot of trouble, everyone in the resurrection house took turns to film a segment with Japar, and then he was resurrected after the filming.
“.”
After resurrection, Japar instantly understood what happened to him in the dungeon, but he neither got angry nor cursed. He just lay quietly, looking at the ceiling of the resurrection room.
"Lord Japar, are you okay?" the old priest asked respectfully, and waved to the nun secretly. The latter understood and recorded the scene with the photo stone.
I didn't take this photo for fame, I just wanted to brag so I could have something to brag about when I drink with others in the future.
Japar didn't reply, he just stood there in a daze.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, the nun screamed and the photo stone fell to the ground.
Because she saw two lines of tears flowing from the corners of Japar's eyes!
Now everyone was panicking. What was going on? Could a dignified sword master be beaten to tears?
The room immediately became noisy and messy, and no one noticed that the photo stone on the ground had been turned into video mode by the fall, and was filming Japar's bed.
He didn't even notice that a priest who was staying in the house showed a sinister smile. This guy had been hiding and not speaking. If he had spoken, he might have been recognized.
Because he was the one who read out the glorious deeds of Count Philip through the loudspeaker on the Shadow Brotherhood’s airship!
"Hehe, good things will happen if you stay in Bed City."
Outside the Resurrection House.
A crowd of onlookers were protesting because they could no longer "admire" the heroic figure of the Sword Master. More and more people gathered on the street, as if they were going to extend the celebration to the Resurrection House.
Gong Qiying also saw Dal limping in the crowd. Hey, how did he break his leg?
It’s a long story, but in short, as soon as everyone threw him into the sky, they ran away as soon as they heard that Japar was dead and was waiting for resurrection in the resurrection house.
Poor Dahl was still in the sky thinking about life and didn't notice that there was no space below.
So it became like this now.
This minor injury should heal in a while. If that doesn't work, he can learn from the Son of Platinum and move by sitting on the wolf's body.
More and more people gathered and discussed the Sword Saint. Gong Qiying also took the opportunity to collect information here.
All kinds of true and false information come out of people's mouths starting with "it is said", "it seems", "probably", etc.
He took out his little notebook and began to write furiously.
"It is said that the Sword Saint came to Bed City this time to look for the Teardrop Larva. You should know it, that is the item that can almost give people rebirth. Didn't the Sword Saint always want to be a magician?"
"I heard that the Sword Master met the professors of the Magic Association on the way here. Those professors wanted to come to Bed City to look for him but couldn't find him. Today, they sent a commission to the Adventurer's Guild to find someone who knows star magic. By the way, the name of this magic is so funny, star magic, it sounds like illumination magic, not powerful at all."
"Oh yeah, Japar is immune to all kinds of negative effects. Can you guess why? My neighbor said that he was weak since he was a child and was laughed at by others. So in order to exercise his body, he tortured himself by giving himself all kinds of abnormal states, such as freezing, burning, poisoning, etc., and gradually he became resistant."
"Ruthless man, I wouldn't dare to do that."
"By the way, it seems that the Sword Saint has a daughter who travels abroad. She is particularly fond of swordsmanship and often quarrels with the Sword Saint who wants to be a magician."
"I heard that her daughter has extraordinary powers. She is probably not human, but a monster."
"Your wild history is quite wild."
I heard a lot of good things.
Gong Qiying narrowed his eyes when he heard "the sword master wants to be a magician" and "the professor who is looking for star magic".
The former was attracted by the teardrop larvae, and the latter was led by Gong Qiying.
He almost forgot about the existence of the Magic Association. It was he who took the initiative to bring up the concept of star magic to them. Unexpectedly, they actually replicated it.
This world is quite magical. With just a simple description of the principles, magicians can replicate the magic of the Elden Ring world. I wonder if they can replicate the magic at a deeper level?
By the way, besides star magic, he seemed to have used something else to seduce the professors. What was it?
Oh yes, that's Topps' position.
If this thing were really developed, all the magicians in the other world would be able to commit suicide.
Even gods from another world could be knocked down with Tops's position, right? Gong Qiying couldn't help but imagine that kind of scene.
"Just right,"
He wrote the words "Magic Academy" in his notebook.
Just now he was still wondering whether there were enough people in Bed City to open up an area for him alone. Now it seems that both the Sword Master and the Professor are qualified enough, and what both parties are pursuing is magic.
Then let's set up a magic academy in the Vaal dungeon.
It can be called Rhealucaria, Bheim, Hogwarts, Winterburg, Clock Tower, or even something weird like Little Witch Academy.
Everything can be integrated and progress with each other.
Very good, the theme of a certain level of the Vaal Dungeon has been established, so the next thing to think about is how to design this theme so that the Sword Master and others will be willing to stay in it.
There is a magic teacher teaching in it, and you can learn magic after completing a certain length of courses?
Not very good. Not to mention how to design the character of the magic teacher, he can't even come up with the course content.
After all, if you want to learn the magic he uses, you just need to touch the pages that record the magic.
"Well, let's take a long-term view."
He now has a general idea of the future planning of the dungeon.
The Sen Dungeon should serve as the center and introduction. Every work can appear here, but it is just a beginning to attract people.
Other dungeons are used to enrich the elements of these works, and each dungeon is assigned to a specific work.
For example, one is Dark Souls, one is Ring of Magic, and one is Pokémon. In short, make them different.
There is no need to worry that people in this world will be confused by various worldviews. Just ask about the lost history. As long as there is something good to come out, there will always be people who will argue for Gong Qiying.
The Vaal Dungeon is quite special. Since it is open 24/7, it would be a waste to use it only as a theme park.
It's good to use it to test the waters and accumulate experience when trying to make a living dungeon.
Gong Qiying is in a very magical state now. On the one hand, he likes to design dungeons very much, but on the other hand, he will get a headache if he thinks too much.
I always feel that this is the inevitable outcome for people who turn their hobby into a job.
"I need alcohol to numb myself,"
He rubbed his eyes, turned and walked towards the familiar tavern.
At this moment, there are still a steady stream of people coming here. Everyone wants to see how the Sword Saint Japar died. He is going against the flow of people.
Gong Qiying glanced at the crowd and suddenly saw a familiar person whom he hadn't seen for a long time.
He was a handsome young man with shining blond hair, a confident look of a successful man on his face, and two backhand swords slung around his waist.
Wow, isn't this Leon?
I wanted to drink some wine to inspire inspiration, but I felt a little dizzy after drinking. Why? It was just a glass of beer.
(End of this chapter)
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