Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 133 – 133 Keep Your Head High

133 Keep Your Head High

Fang Ping now knew why Red Camellia Snake had said what she said yesterday: It was because nobody will need more than two pieces, so there was no need to say it.

On one hand, it was because his body was injured, he could not use it for too long. On the other hand, it was the kind of pain that went deep into his muscles and tore from the inside. Fang Ping did not want to try again.

Beside him, Andre's body swayed and he hurriedly supported himself with his hand, almost falling down. His expression was ferocious.

Red Camellia Snake walked over. “Two minutes. Not bad. Let me see how many Flame Rocks you have left.”

Andre paused for a moment and opened his hand. The flame flint was almost half its original size.

“It's quite efficient to be able to do this without the protection of the Magic Shield. Can you still stand?”

Andre tried. It was a little difficult, but he still staggered to his feet.

“Your physique is really good.”

“I'm not as good as him.”

“Qing Niao? I've been in Fire Dragon City for a few years. I've never heard of anyone absorbing ten Flame Rocks at once. Oh, no, there might be someone in history.

“This isn't about physical injuries. Many characteristics can recover the body. The real difficulty is getting over the pain. I heard that if you use it continuously, the pain brought by each piece will double. As for ten…”

At this point, Red Camellia Snake smiled. “He should be able to endure it.”

Andre grabbed her collar. “I'm telling you, don't touch him.”

“Ah!” Red Camellia Snake gasped. “That depends on whether you have the ability to make me.”

“Just you wait!” Andre flung Red Camellia Snake away, bent down, picked up the pick and hammer from the ground, and jumped onto another pumice.

Red Camellia Snake got up from the ground and tidied her clothes. She looked at Andre's back and said, “You recovered your strength so quickly. Your physique is also very strong.”

She did not hide anything. As she spoke, she looked at Fang Ping. “A two-month-old Class 2 Forbidden Spellcaster. I'm also very interested in you.”

Fang Ping quickly picked up his tools and went to mine.

In the afternoon, when he was about to leave, Fang Ping realized that many people had sold Flame Rocks to the soldiers who were purchasing them at the entrance.

In the morning, everyone was in high spirits, but now, they realized that if they really used this thing themselves, they could use it for a long time. There was no use hoarding them.

Fang Ping had dug up 18 pieces today, but he had only used a bottle of healing potion. He still could not make ends meet.

He walked out of the Dog Head Gate and returned to the courtyard of the Saint Laurent Consortium. The street was empty again. No one had entered the Lava World to mine. Where had they gone?

Many of the doors were still open. The things and furniture inside were neatly arranged, as if they had left in a hurry.

What were Ivan, Chen Long, and the Elven City Lord's Guards doing?

Regarding what happened in this world, he felt a little helpless.

Suddenly, Fang Ping felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

There were no sources of information or online newspapers. Fang Ping wanted information, but he did not know where to find out.

Only then did Fang Ping realize that he could not see this world in the lives of a small player.

Previously, he had bought an old map from Moon Bell's bookstore. Fang Ping thought that his goal was to walk around and explore a different world.

Only now did he realize that the world had always been invisible to small figures.

In the past, you only saw the world that capital created and wanted you to see.

Now, the weak had no right to understand this world.

As for himself, he had always been a small fry at the bottom of the food chain.

Fang Ping sighed.

Loud cheers suddenly came from afar, wave after wave.

“Young Master Chen Long has succeeded!”

“Fire Dragon City is reborn!”

Hu Daqin, who had been leading the team expressionlessly, was excited. He raised his single arm and cheered, “Fire Dragon City is reborn!”

After shouting, he turned around and looked at the Elite Team. “William, lead the team back. I have something on now.”

Without waiting for the Elite Team to react, he quickly ran towards the source of the voice.

William stood in front of the team. “Our mission was a success.”

In the morning, Elsa appeared in the courtyard and said in her familiar line, “Everyone, gather.”

Fang Ping yawned and stood in the line. Qing Niao appeared beside him. He could not exercise vigorously, so he could walk slowly.

Only a day had passed, Qing Niao's recovery speed was shockingly fast.

“Later, we will enter the Fire Dragon Border Fortress to attend a banquet. Elf Princess Sif will also be there.

“You are the same age as Sif. If you can take this opportunity to build a good relationship with Sif, it will be very beneficial not only to you but also to us Humans.”

Fang Ping's eyes were blurry. A banquet? It was only six or seven in the morning, and they were already holding a banquet?

Then, Elsa led the team out of the courtyard.

Soon, Fang Ping found out why they had to set off so early.

They needed tailor-made clothing.

As the saying goes, clothes make the man. The clothes of the Elite Team were indeed not very good.

Along the way, they ate and slept while being exposed to the elements, and battles broke out from time to time. Other than a few people who were still dressed carefully, most of the people's clothes were more or less damaged.

Especially the King of Raging Clothes—Qing Niao. The clothes he was wearing could not even be called clothes. He was simply wearing patches.

The style of the clothes was actually very simple. Regardless of gender, most of them were shorts or skirts.

In a world where martial arts reigned supreme, exposing one's skin and showing off one's muscles was the definition of beauty.

Hence, Fang Ping could see a hundred rays of light swaying in front of his eyes. He felt a little dizzy.

How nice.

Although the clothes were simple, it was not easy to tailor them. There were all kinds of patterns, decorations, and many things that Fang Ping could not understand.

By the time they were done, it was already noon.

“Remember, when you see Elves, hold your head high and not lower your head. We Humans are no weaker than them.”

Teacher Elsa led the Elites to the Fire Dragon Frontier Fortress.

Fire Dragon City was actually a gathering place around the Fire Dragon Frontier Fortress. It could not be considered a real city.

As for the Fire Dragon Frontier Fortress, it was truly surrounded by high walls. There were sentry towers, city gates, barricades, and other city defense equipment. It was a city like Elf City.

Eh, the soldiers guarding the gate were also like the Elf City.

Seeing the Elite Team coming over, the eight soldiers at the door bowed at the same time.

Then, two soldiers quickly ran to push the door open. With a creaking sound, the wooden door, which was nearly ten meters tall, was slowly pushed open. The thick iron sheet wrapped outside was carved with exquisite snowflakes.

As the door opened, a wave of hot air assaulted his face.

Fire Dragon City was warm to begin with, like it was spring year round. One only needed to wear a single shirt. And the Fire Dragon Border Fortress had higher temperatures. It felt like he could wear short sleeves.

No wonder the clothes Elsa had prepared for them were light and airy.

As the door opened, a group of people walked in. Fang Ping realized that there did not seem to be much difference in temperature between the indoor and outdoor.

Similar looking streets and buildings. Other than a city wall separating them, there was not much difference.

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