Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages Chapter 73 – 73 Warrior Wheat

73 Warrior Wheat
Upon hearing Chen Long's words, Fang Ping realized the power of special characteristics charging more and more. It increased the upper limit of energy and reduced energy consumption. At first, he did not think it was that good. Now, as expected, there was no harm as long there wasn't any comparison.

“Are you sure you want to ask me?”

“Uh…” Chen Long thought for a moment and continued walking. “Forget it, I shouldn't ask.”

On the way back, the atmosphere became a little awkward.

“Chen Long, do you know why the Dark Forest is sealed off?” Fang Ping tried to change the topic.

“I haven't found out yet. As soon as I left the forest, I was told by the soldiers at the sentry post that I was forbidden to enter again. I'm not sure.”

Then silence again.

Forget it, he should hurry back to the dormitory.

After reporting to Elsa, Fang Ping finally stood at the door of the room. “Chen Long, I'm leaving.”

“Yeah.”

In the end, Chen Long did not ask.

The room was dark, and only the light from the window shone in.

Qing Niao took the energy fragment and sat on the bed to cultivate. Because Fang Ping had come in, he had set off an alarm. He took a look and closed his eyes to continue accumulating energy.

Fang Ping closed the door and put the alarm away. He opened his backpack and found the measuring rod in it.

Fang Ping was also a little excited. He covered it with the blanket and held the measuring rod in the middle, watching it light up.

This should be more than 840 energy points, right? However, his strength and health remained unchanged. It was still 1 and 10 points.

This was not important. What was important was that the energy was already more than 840 points.

Releasing the measuring stick and putting it back, Fang Ping climbed onto the bed and calculated in his heart.

Charging the characteristic increased his energy by 24 points a day. His cultivation and energy fragments could also increase his energy by 15 to 16 points a day. However, when he reached 900 points, the energy speed of his cultivation would plummet. It would only be five to six points a day.

Then there was the consumption. Assuming that he did not use any skills, the Starry Sky Cross consumed 3 points a day, and the Brave Emblem consumed 2 points a day.

In other words, in about six or seven days, he would become a Tier 2 Spell Caster?

It had only been a month. Time really passed quickly.

He climbed onto the bed and continued to accumulate energy, waiting for the arrival of the second level.

“Big brother, your fingers aren't black anymore.”

“Well, thank you, Lingling.”

“Big Brother, when will the hair on your face disappear? You're so ugly.”

“What are you talking about? Lingling is still young. Don't take her words so seriously.”

“No, no. Lingling, let's continue. This time, we'll build a big house.”

“I want to build a big castle. I heard that princesses live in castles.”

“Alright, we'll build a big castle and so Lingling can stay there.”

“Yay!”

Andre and Lingling sat on the floor and played with building blocks. Gould stood at the side and watched, looking a little reserved.

There were already spots of black on Andre's body that had faded. Now, his entire body was yellow and black, and it looked quite painful to the eyes.

However, Lingling did not mind and happily played with the building blocks with Andre.

Just as she placed the building blocks on it, Andre's long nails inadvertently shortened again.

After staying in Red Plum Fruit Restaurant for two more days, the number of people on the street decreased. From time to time, soldiers in neat uniforms could be seen entering.

During the meal, there were more students in the hall. It felt like most of them had already returned.

Knock knock knock.

There was a rare knock on the door. Fang Ping opened it. It was Warrior Mai Wen.

“Gather in the hall tomorrow morning at six. Pack your things and get ready to leave.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left, knocking on the next door.

Fang Ping closed the door. Qing Niao had already opened her eyes. “Are you leaving?”

“Yes, gather in the hall at six tomorrow morning. It's really boring to stay here for four days.”

Qing Niao got up and began to pack his things. “I don't know if I can go back to the team. Elsa said that Andre went back to the team for treatment. He hasn't returned for so long. It shouldn't be very serious, right? I hope I can go back to the team to take a look.”

“Yeah.”

Speaking of returning to the team, Fang Ping thought of something else. Moon Bell's birthday seemed to be coming soon.

Eight to nine days had passed in the blink of an eye. If he wanted to return to the team, it would probably be just in time for her birthday.

What gift should he prepare?

He might as well buy some specialties in York Town.

“Qing Niao, let's go buy something and bring it back. How about that?”

Qing Niao stopped what he was doing and looked at Fang Ping. “Buy something back? For whom? I don't have any family, and I don't have any acquaintances in the Zhuyun Chamber of Commerce. What's the point of buying things?”

Fang Ping had forgotten about this and felt a little awkward.

“Uh… By the way, you can give it to Ai Bev.”

Qing Niao thought about it and smiled unconsciously. “That's true. Alright, what do you think we should buy?”

“I don't know. Let's ask Elsa for leave later.”

“Alright, wait for me then. I'll pack up.”

Walking on the streets, it was close to night and there were the most people on the streets.

However, compared to the past, there were much fewer people selling wild fruits on the streets.

Moreover, the only ones were of poor quality and expensive. This should be the effect of the Dark Forest's closure.

There were quite a number of stalls for roasting various types of bugs, but Fang Ping was not interested in these.

“Don't you have any unique handicrafts? Tourist-type cities should sell specialties.”

“Huh? Fang Ping, what are you talking about?”

“Nothing.”

Fang Ping looked at the roadside. There did not seem to be anything much to buy.

“Do confused people want to see their fate?”

Hearing a sound beside them, Fang Ping and Qing Niao looked over. In a dark corner, there was a table with a woman in a hood.

Her head was lowered, so her face could not be seen clearly. All he could see was a wisp of bright red lips. The cloak on her body was filled with complicated intertwined patterns.

She placed her hands on the table. On the table, there was an equally exquisite tablecloth with a crystal ball on it.

Fang Ping smiled. A fortune-teller? Did he meet someone in the same industry?

After all, in the eyes of many relatives, psychology was fortune-telling.

Fortune-telling was often about self-verification. As long as you believed it, you would naturally rely on yourself. Therefore, whether it was accurate or not depended on yourself.

“No charge,” she added.

Qing Niao looked at Fang Ping. “Fang Ping, are you interested?”

Fang Ping nodded. He walked over and sat down.

The table was very simple. There was only one crystal ball. Fang Ping was a little curious if there were tarot cards and constellations here.

He smiled at her. “What do you use for fortune reading? No, what can you do?”

“Let me see your fate.”

Her hand swayed on the crystal ball as she muttered something.

As her hand shook, the transparent crystal ball on the table slowly became muddy. It really looked like something.

“Colorful boxes, metal boxes, what are these! Ah!” She screamed and leaned on the table, covering her eyes.

“What, what is this? Why have I never seen it before?”

Chapter end