"One! Two! One...two...three..."

3? All the people doing morning classes were stunned, staring blankly at Instructor Modu, who was standing in front of them and leading them in morning classes...

In fact, the magicians who have long been familiar with the content of the morning class can do it even without Modu leading them. But today, Master Modu actually started counting three? He had never counted three before! He used to be in the same room.

Wandering between two...

The sudden count of three today made everyone at a loss...The key is that no one knew how to proceed with the number three, so they could only stand there blankly, staring stupidly at the somewhat distracted Modu in front of them...

Strange was in this state yesterday, and only the people around him, including at most one Modo, noticed the abnormality. However, Modo was in this state today, but the entire morning class, and even the people around him, no longer need to concentrate on breakfast.

The magicians in the class all noticed something was wrong...

In the eyes of most people in Kama Taj, Modu is a strict disciplinarian, but an even more strict disciplinarian! How could such a person desert such an important morning class, and it seems that no one would call him

I could fall asleep directly on the floor with just one sound.

Is this most meticulous magician finally going to fall? It has been said long ago that Kamal Taj is a holy place for monasticism. People who practice Taoism should keep their minds pure and have few desires. Kamal Taj should not install any router WIFI...

Thinking of this, a group of elderly mages shook their heads and left with soft sighs.

"Master Modu? Wake up, Master Modu! What's wrong with you?" A magician in front of Modu finally couldn't help it anymore and called out to Modu who was standing in front of him and had already closed his eyes to rest.

Master...

"Huh? Ah...I'm sorry...I've indulged a little bit. It's really...you guys go on, I need to take a rest." After saying that, Master Modu sighed softly, then turned around and left to find his own business.

I sat down in a secluded corner and slowly closed my eyes...

Seeing Modu just leaving, all the magicians who were still doing morning classes looked at me and I looked at you... No one knew what was going on. But we still had to continue, and morning classes were not allowed.

Fall~

Among the crowd, Strange, who was continuing to exercise, looked at the sleepy Modo not far away, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. What is going on? His state is very wrong! Logically speaking,

Kama Taj, no one should be in this state, let alone Master Modo, who is like a puddle of stagnant water.

"Isn't it...impossible! But it is completely possible!" Strange's face became a little horrified, as if he thought of something that made him feel uneasy...although he followed the classmates around him with all his hands and feet.

We were doing morning training together, but our eyes were always fixed on Master Modu...

After arriving at the end of morning training, Strange still stood there and did not leave. After everyone around him left in twos and threes, he cautiously approached Master Modu...

Looking at Mordo who had fallen into a deep sleep, Strange looked around for a while before slowly reaching out and patting Mordo on the shoulder...

"Huh? What's wrong? I...did I fall asleep again?" Mordo opened his eyes drowsily, looked at Strange standing in front of him, rubbed his eyes and asked in a low voice.

"Yes... Master Modu, you fell asleep again. Why do you feel so tired? Was it... too hard last night?"

Hearing Strange's words, Modu gently rubbed his eyes, stared at Strange deeply, then nodded gently and said, "So... It's... very hard! Maybe.

It was even harder than you did the night before."

YOOOOOOO~

When several female magicians passing by heard this conversation, they turned their heads and looked at the two guys saying these wolfish words, showing a little excitement and interest...

'You had a hard time last night?' 'Maybe even harder than you did the night before!' Two men? Night? Hard work? I have to say... This is a very thought-provoking conversation... So Kama Taj is not at all

You need an internet connection! Look what has happened to the magicians who were supposed to be wise, calm, and able to understand the essence of things!

Although this passage is very thought-provoking, Strange is the one who was actually led into a strange alley by this passage!

He said... he had a hard night? Even harder than I did the night before? What does this mean? Does it mean that he knew where I was the night before and last night? Could it be that Master Modu followed his own example?

Did he follow his footsteps and follow him into that horrific nightmare of killing and being killed?

Judging from his current mental state, it is exactly the same as his performance after undergoing such a cruel trial on the first day!

Dejected and in a trance, there are no scars on the body, because everything only happens on the mental level, or in dreams...

Thinking of this, Strange suddenly felt a little at a loss and didn't know how to face Mordo now.

Looking at Strange who was silent, Mordo couldn't help but frown. Is there anything wrong with what he said? He studied all night long the night before yesterday, which caused him to feel depressed. He was also like this yesterday. He spent the whole night wandering in the world of knowledge.

In the ocean, this morning's morning class capsized the boat... Is there anything strange about it?

"You seem to be in good spirits today, so...are you used to it?"

Strange, who was startled by Mordo's sudden question, nodded involuntarily, then shook his head and said with a wry smile, "No... I can only say that I have temporarily adapted to all this, getting used to it or something... it doesn't matter."

Alright."

Looking at Strange with an ugly face, Modu shook his head gently, reached out and patted Strange on the shoulder, and said lightly, "It's best to get used to everything happening around you as soon as possible. This will be good for you."

benefit."

After speaking, Modu stood up, turned around and left, continuing towards the library, leaving Strange alone, lowering his head with an ugly expression...

"Is it good for me? That's right... If I don't get used to this strange thing happening around me quickly, sooner or later I may really die like the mysterious ancient dragon Flamt said.

In that battlefield!"

Modu, who was leaving, suddenly turned his head, glanced at Strange who was stunned, shook his head gently and murmured in a low voice, "Aren't you used to reading all night long? How did you get into medicine like this?

Doctor? You still claim to be a genius? Let you underestimate Kama Taj’s knowledge! Humph~"

…

Hui Jin, who had been curled up in his room for a whole day, looked at the book in his hand and couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. Then he lowered his head and looked at the Eyes of Flamte in his palm, and opened his mouth with excitement and asked, "It's done."

!My masterpiece! What do you think? Does it look very real?"

Flammut's eyes couldn't help but roll up, and he stared at the parchment book held in Hui Jin's hand for a while, then turned his head and asked Hui Jin, who looked excited, "My king... this

Is it really necessary? What’s the point of doing this?”

"Nothing needs meaning. The meaningless and chaotic idea is also the characteristic of us as human beings! Besides...isn't the meaning of this matter simple? I'm so happy! Don't you think this matter has always been the same from beginning to end?

Is it all fun? Even though I’m here to help, I can also have some fun on my own! Otherwise, I’ll suffocate to death sooner or later in this stagnant Hogwarts!”

"It's Karma Taj...Mr. Ashes, this is not Hogwarts..."

Hearing the helpless and serious words coming from behind him, he corrected himself. Hui Jin curled his lips disdainfully, then hid the book in his hand with his backhand, slowly turned his head, looked at the Ancient Master standing behind him, and picked something.

Mei Mei asked, "Really~ Aren't they all magic schools? Why do you act so unhappy? Hogwarts is so interesting! It's full of adventure and youth, but you... I really don't want to

Complaining."

Master Gu Yi sighed softly and ignored Hui Jin's nonsensical remarks. He just glanced at Hui Jin's hand that was holding the book before but now was empty. He said with a helpless expression, "Mr. Hui Jin, what I told you before

Well, I can't spy on what's happening around you..."

"so what?"

Looking at the innocent face of Ashes, the ancient mage narrowed his eyes and stared at Ashes' face and said slowly, "I handed Strange over to you, so I can no longer peek into his future, but

…Please Mr. Ashes, please explain to me why I can’t even see Mordo’s future now? What exactly have you done?”

Hearing Master Gu Yi's words, Hui Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, shook his head in confusion and said, "What have I done? No~ I haven't done anything yet! I just wanted to make a joke with him."

.”

Looking at the sincere face, Master Gu Yi opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he took it back. After a moment of silence, the words he held in his stomach could only turn into a sigh...

"Okay, do whatever you want, Mr. Ashes. Maybe things that I can't change can be changed by your hands. Just... just pay a little attention to the situation. For two days in a row, my future successor is still...

The eldest disciple who I respect has been driven into a trance and depressed by you one after another... This is not good."

Looking at Master Gu Yi with a look of anger on his face, Hui Jin sighed helplessly, and then suddenly seemed to remember something. He suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Yi and asked slowly, "How about you do me a favor?"

"What?"

After saying this, Hui Jin took out the book he had hidden before and handed it to Master Gu Yi who was standing in front of him. He said with a smile, "Do me a favor and make this book old.

Then...put it in your library! How about it?"

Hearing Hui Jin's words, Gu Yi took the book in his hand with a puzzled look. After turning over the pages and reading for a while, he sighed softly and said, "Mr. Hui Jin... Such excellent parchment could have recorded the magic passed down from generation to generation."

Did you just use the classics to write this absurd story? And...if you want me to help you make it old, please don't write it in English, okay?"

Hearing this, Hui Jing's face couldn't help but froze, and then he shook his head helplessly and said, "This... I have a first draft here, which was written with my unique writing last night. I didn't find it until I finished it. They guessed that

I couldn’t understand it, so I… wrote it again in English…”

After looking at the so-called first draft in Hui Jin's hand, he opened it and looked at the obscure language characters on it. Gu Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "This one looks much more convincing. Okay, I have read both books."

Take it away, just don’t let Mr. Ashes take it off.”

Just as the Ancient One Master was about to leave, she suddenly paused, then turned her head again, and whispered to Ashes with a serious face, "Mr. Ashes... No matter what you plan to let Strange learn, it's best to

Hurry up, Casillas has begun to connect to the dark dimension. When he and his followers can master the dark power given to them by Dormammu... a disaster will come. I hope that by then, Strange

Be prepared."

After speaking, Master Gu Yi took the two books given to him by Hui Jin and left Hui Jin's room...

…

"My king... I still can't help but want to ask you... Is this really okay? It may sound like a king's joke to play with these two people in your applause, but... are you really not afraid of taking it off?

?After all, that book you wrote..."

"Oh~ It's okay, it's okay! I don't even worry about you. What are you worrying about here? So what if you lose it~ I can still find a way to make up for it, right? Just watch the show with peace of mind~"
To be continued...