C67 mirage (2/2)

”I'll go back first. I still have something to do at home.” This time, it was true. He wanted to go back and research the techniques of the Spatial Magic as soon as possible.

”Alright, I'll see you next time then.”

After Chang Jing left, Southeast Yan thought hard about what she had wanted to say to Chang Jing just now.

”What is it? Right! Ferry City Magic will be held in seven days! ”I'll register his name for him. When that happens, big brother will definitely cry out in gratitude …”

Chang Jing, who hadn't even reached her door yet, sneezed. He didn't know that she had been 'tricked'.

”Space? How do you get yourself into a space with a destination where you can get where you want to go? ”

Chang Jing muttered as she took the notes she took from the time she studied with the principal at Faculty of Magic.

”Don't tell me that I have to directly stuff myself in there like a space bag?” Chang Jing had a thought in her mind, but quickly rejected it, ”Then how do we get out?”

Chang Jing now had a big headache. Even after an entire morning of research, she still could not come up with a solution even after going back and forth on the path of ”supposition — rejection”.

”Sigh, it's really inconvenient for the principal to not be around!” Chang Jing now thought of the principal's good points. Although many of the constructive ideas were suggested by him in the past, many of the reasons were obtained from the principal.

Chang Jing, who could not think of anything, shook her head and put down the work she was doing.

”Let's eat first, every time I think too much, my stomach gets really hungry.”

Seven days passed by. During these seven days, the midnight lamp gave Chang Jing a count — —

Three times he forgot to eat, two all night, seven times he didn't brush his teeth, sixteen times he almost couldn't come out from the space bag, and the most amazing thing was that he didn't take a bath for seven days — it was currently a scorching summer day!

That night, a surprised and surprised yell came from Chang Jing's room.

”It's a success!”

He was dancing in front of the bedside table, and his stinking body had killed a large number of mosquitoes.

”So it was that simple. Why didn't I think of it? ”What a fool!” Chang Jing pulled her own hair and laughed. After seven days of continuous research, he had become extremely nervous, ”Isn't it just making a record in a predetermined place? ”How stupid! How stupid!”

If there was someone who heard what Chang Jing had just said, they would definitely be ashamed and seek for their tofu to smash themselves to death — In just a short seven days, those people who had independently created a spell in the Spatial Magic Domain that no one else had dabbled in still called themselves fools. Then, would I even have a reason to live in this world?

Without Chang Jing chanting a spell, two 'Chang Jing's' bodies suddenly appeared in the room, and then three or four of them appeared in an instant. His body kept on increasing, and very quickly, his original body disappeared again — no, it was more accurate to say, the remnant image! The remnant image kept increasing and then disappearing … Right now, he could not even find where Chang Jing's real body was. All she could feel was Chang Jingye's excited laughter and the suffocating heat in the room …

genius Chang Jingye used seven days to research and create the ”mirage” that the later generations called the ancestor of the Spatial Magic, and directly established his position as number one in the Spatial Magic. At that time, he was only seventeen years old.

— — History of the The Fiendgod continent. Great Man Chang Jingye Zhang