I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

What's wrong with Chapter 20?

Is this a demiplane?

Fang Yu couldn't help but be stunned. He had seen the description of the demiplane in the Introduction to the Magic Network before.

Demiplanes are not secondary planes with low energy levels, but small extra-dimensional spaces with their own rules. They do not exist in the real space, but some demiplanes have connection points with the main plane or other secondary planes. If the exact frequencies of these demiplanes are known, plane channels can be established with them through corresponding magic arrays.

Some demiplanes are formed naturally, while others are created and shaped by the great arcanists themselves.

It turns out this is a demiplane, no wonder there are no stars in the sky.

There is not a single living creature to be seen here. Could it be that everyone has really left through the dimensional channel?
Fang Yu always felt that something was not right about this.

Under the urging of Professor Yorz, Fang Yu did not have time to think too much and took Professor Yorz back to the central tower.

"It's strange that Professor Jorz hasn't seemed to realize that I come from another world until now. I haven't tried to hide it at all. As an intelligent life form, it is a little too slow." Fang Yu thought to himself and rode his bike directly into the rotunda.

"Hurry, hurry! Go to the second floor quickly." Professor Yorz said impatiently.

Fang Yu stopped the car and spread his hands: "Professor Yoelz, you have to tell me how to get to the second floor first."

Professor Yorz jumped twice in anger: "Of course, I activated the second-floor transmission through the service desk, you ignorant apprentice!"

"You have level 2 authority?" Fang Yu's eyes lit up. As expected of an arcane life form created by a legendary great arcanist, his authority was higher than that of a mere apprentice like himself.

Professor Yoelz was silent for a few seconds: "What is your current level of authority?"

Fang Yu said confidently: "Of course it's level 22. My service desk only has the library and your paid Q&A, and I don't see any other permissions."

The color of the crystal ball almost turned from orange to red. "Ahhhhh! You lowly servant! No wonder you are so stupid and ignorant! I'm so angry! You are a servant with the lowest authority!"

"It's over! It's over! Without the magic crystals, the great Professor Yoelz will be trapped here! Ah! I just received only 5 magic crystals. I will fall into a deep sleep again in 5 days! It's over! It's all over!"

What the hell? It turns out that you don’t have any higher authority, so what’s so great about you?
Besides, it's too expensive to keep you alive, isn't it? A 30-point diamond worth 5 yuan is only enough for you to stay awake for 1000 days. Does that mean you'll waste yuan for every day you live?
However, according to previous indications, Professor Jorz had probably been answering questions for people 480 hours a day, spending three minutes on each question, and could earn magic crystals a day.

But it seems that this guy doesn't have any savings at all. Except for the magic crystals used to maintain daily activities, all other diamonds should have been taken away by that Nasri.

Damn, it’s so fucking dark.

This Nasri should be hung on the street lamp.

Fang Yu frowned: "Hey, who are you calling a servant? You boasted so much, saying that a level 17 arcane mage is your assistant, but how come you don't even have such low authority?"

Professor Yorz jumped up, and a stream of white gas gushed out from the hole on the top of the ball. The entire crystal ball turned red. "Level 23 and 22 permissions are the permissions of servants! I am a magic item! Magic items cannot be granted permissions! Stupid and ignorant servant!"

"I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Nasri, why didn't you take me with you when you left? How could you abandon your Professor Yorz?"

Is level 22 only the authority of servants?
"Always think positively about everything." Fang Yu patted the crystal ball, "Maybe Nasri didn't abandon you, but died."

The crystal ball jumped three feet high: "Nonsense! Nasri is a 17th-level arcane wizard who has mastered the ninth-ring spell of the School of Evolution - Invincibility. No one can kill him except a great arcane wizard above level 20. A lowly servant like you can't imagine how powerful Nasri is!"

Fang Yu chuckled and said meaningfully: "I really can't imagine how powerful your former master was, but I am sure that there is something that can kill him."

"It's just time."

The crystal ball laughed harshly, "Haha, you lowly servant, your poor imagination can't even imagine how long a 17th-level arcane mage's natural lifespan can be. Even without using spells and potions to extend his lifespan, a 17th-level arcane mage can live for at least 500 years. Nasri had just celebrated his 300th birthday before I fell asleep, so he can live for at least another years."

After saying this, Professor Yorz realized that he had let something slip and quickly tried to make up for it: "Nasri is my assistant, assistant."

Fang Yu chuckled: "Then what year was he born?"

The crystal ball said guiltily, "Of course it is TR1210."

Fang Yu thought for a moment and said, "So, when you were asleep, it was TR1410?"

Professor Yorz didn't bother to answer, he just flashed his light a few times to confirm.

Fang Yu took a deep breath to cover up the shock in his heart: "Professor Yoelz, do you know what year it is now?"

"TR17328."

"It has been nearly 1410 years since you fell asleep in ."

"I think that even if Master Nasri becomes a great arcanist above level 20, he won't live for tens of thousands of years."

"What did you say!?" The crystal ball flashed violently for a few times, and the bright white light flashed, and then turned into dark purple. "What do you mean sixteen thousand years!?"

Fang Yu placed his palm on the nearest light screen: "See for yourself."

Professor Jorz paused for a few seconds before urging the wizard's hand to lift himself up and fly in front of the light screen.

The time information TR17328 is clearly visible in the upper right corner of the light screen.

"This is impossible!" Professor Yorz screamed, and the crystal ball flashed a few times, almost blinding Fang Yu's eyes. Then, the light of the entire crystal ball became extremely dim. If you didn't look carefully, you would think that Professor Yorz had fallen asleep again.

"Hey, Yuzu, are you okay?" Fang Yu patted the crystal ball tentatively. Seeing that Professor Yoelz didn't respond, Fang Yu couldn't help but mutter, could this Yuzu's chip be burned? It was more than ten centimeters in size, and it was yellow at first. It looked like a pomelo, and its name was also like a pomelo, so it must be a pomelo.

"Sixteen thousand years... How is it possible that sixteen thousand years have already passed..." Professor Jorz's voice became weak and powerless.

"It's over, it's really over now." Professor Yorz wailed in despair, his body gradually turning light gray. "The great Professor Yorz will be trapped and die in this lonely demiplane with this lowly servant. I will never see the fantasy performances of the Phantom Theatre Society, the water and fire songs of the elemental spirits, or hear the dreamlike and beautiful morning melody of Lunalis Windweaver again. Ah, is this the fate that the Shuttle of Fate has woven for me?"

Fang Yu's face turned dark and he punched the crystal ball with his fist.

This glowing pomelo always talks about a lowly servant. With Fang Yu's character, if he didn't want to test this guy's background, he would have taken action long ago.

After many attempts, it seemed that this crystal ball could only perform the function of a wizard's hand and had no attack power. After knowing this, how could Fang Yu continue to endure it?
Fang Yu now understands that this guy is just a naughty kid with a bad temper.

Not worth kicking.

With a thud, ripples appeared on the surface of the crystal ball, as if an invisible force field was protecting this chatterbox crystal ball.

The crystal ball glowed red, and Professor Yorz screamed in disbelief: "How dare you hit me! How dare you, a lowly servant, hit the great Professor Yorz! I am an arcane life created by the legendary great arcanist!"

Fang Yu laughed grimly and slapped the crystal ball. "Arcane life? You are just a magic prop. Why are you bragging? Where is Sekaris Oselton, the man who created you? Where is your former master Nasri? I have been putting up with you for a long time, you know that?"

Professor Yorz was a little confused by the slap, but seeing that Fang Yu didn't seem to have any other means, he started to laugh loudly again: "Are you stupid? I am made of stone. Sekalis has permanently solidified a 9th-level spell protection damage in my body. Come on, keep fighting, you lowly and stupid servant. Even if I break your hand, you can't hurt the great Professor Yorz at all."

Fang Yu sneered: "Nine Rings' protective damage? Very impressive, let's see if you can protect against this."

Professor Jorz was about to continue his mockery when he saw Fang Yu start to untie his belt with one hand.

Professor Yorz was shocked: "What are you going to do!?"

Fang Yu grinned grimly: "In my hometown, things like you are evil spirits. To deal with evil spirits, you need to use boy's urine. I didn't have the chance before, so now is a good time to try and see if it works."

This guy has to use the wizard's hand to wipe off any fingerprints on his body. He must be a serious mysophobia. I don't believe that this trick can't cure it.

The crystal ball flashed red and purple alternately, and the tone was full of panic: "You can't do this, I am the great Professor Yorz! I am not some evil spirit! I am an arcane life created by the Great Arcanist! I..."

Professor Jorz was frightened when he saw Fang Yu slowly taking out his weapon. As an advanced magic item with self-awareness created by the Great Archmage, since its birth, all ordinary wizards have been respectful when seeing it, eager to get its guidance.

And today, he actually fell into the hands of a mere apprentice who was not even a formal wizard. Moreover, this apprentice not only had no respect for him, but also wanted to urinate on him.

"If boy's urine doesn't work, you can also use black dog blood and menstrual belts. By the way, I haven't drunk much water these two days, and I'm quite irritable, so the color may be a little yellow, but yours is also yellow, so it should be okay. Don't worry, it will be over in a while." Fang Yu spoke in a kind tone and had a friendly attitude.

"Stop! You lowly servant! Ah! Stop! Stop! I was wrong!" Faced with a great threat imminent, Professor Yorz was able to bend and stretch.

Fang Yu stopped and slapped the crystal ball again: "You are wrong? What's wrong?"

Professor Jorz was almost going crazy. He had never experienced such humiliation since he was created.

"I asked you what you did wrong?" Fang Yu slapped him again.

It is not harmful, but extremely insulting.

"I shouldn't call you a lowly servant!" The ball was under the eaves and had to bow his head. Professor Jorz endured the humiliation and the light he emitted turned red.

Ouch, you’re still not convinced by the color, right?
"And what else? What else did you do wrong?" Fang Yu slapped him again.

What else? Professor Jorz was stunned by the beating. Seeing that Professor Jorz didn't say anything, Fang Yu started to beat him again.

"Stop, stop, stop, I'm doing this all wrong!"

"Everything is wrong. What is wrong?!"

Let me tell you first that the contract has been signed.

Old readers should all know that this is my second book (but there probably aren’t many old readers left, haha).

The last book was started in early 2017 and was updated for less than two years. Later, the book was discontinued for various reasons, and I was too busy with work, so I didn’t continue to start a new book.

I have put a lot of effort into this book. The core of this book is actually an urban novel, mixed with pseudo-DND elements.

In fact, I have thought about this before: what would happen if a person suddenly had magical powers or could really practice urban cultivation?
I have read a lot of books over the years, but real urban magic seems to be very rare. Many books have turned into stories about fighting in other worlds or the myriad realms.

Of course, under the current situation, some authors are forced to do so, which is understandable.

However, this still makes me very sad. I have always believed that urban literature of the legal type is the most enjoyable.

So, there is such a book.

I hope everyone enjoys watching it.

Finally, I would like to thank Hecha and another digital book friend for their reward.

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