Versatile Mage: Unlimited Swordplay, Deconstructing Everything!

Chapter 118 Have you heard of Zhao’s unique skills?
The US Pavilion was very conscientious, which saved them a lot of effort, so they had some time to stay here and rest for a few days.

During this period, Lin Ling was paying attention to whether there would be executioners from the Black Vatican coming to assassinate Mo Fan, but there was no movement in the past few days.

Come to think of it, in the original novel, Mo Fan was assassinated because he repeatedly disrupted Saran's plans.

Now he is the one who destroyed Saran's plan. Who in the Black Vatican dares to assassinate him?
Saran?
If it's not a forbidden spell, then you are here to die.

But he has been feeling something is wrong these days.

I always feel like something is missing to moisten my throat. Sometimes my right hand will unconsciously rise up and put it close to my face, as if it has self-awareness.

But that wasn't right. Was he really looking at Mu Nujiao? He shouldn't have this constant feeling of dissatisfaction lingering in his heart.

Lin Ling sat on a chair in the hotel room, looking like a thinker.

The girls in the National Government team all went out shopping, so some of them, like Lin Ling, who preferred to stay in the hotel and rest, did not go out with them.

"That's weird. Why doesn't the 'knowledge' come to my mind? I like it, that's fine, but why don't I know how to do it?"

Lin Ling scratched his head vigorously, and had no choice but to call out Queen Jiuyou and confide his doubts to her.

"Well, I'm from a thousand years ago. I don't understand some of the knowledge in this era."

Queen Jiuyou pinched her fingers and whispered.

She has been observing Lin Ling's condition and knows what his current situation is.

After Lin Ling's favorite "thing" was replaced from wine to Mu Nujiao and others, Lin Ling did change.

But there were also some minor issues, namely cognitive impairment.

The scope of the replacement was too large, and Lin Ling was not good at dealing with emotions, and was particularly slow and pure, so this situation occurred.

Watching Mu Nujiao and others = drinking a little wine.

Others looking at Mu Nujiao and others = trying to steal his wine.

For a chronic alcoholic, this was a huge vengeance! Otherwise, Lin Ling wouldn't have rushed over and wiped out the Red Ornament Society.

The problem is that Lin Ling is well versed in a thousand ways of drinking wine, but knows nothing about emotions. He only knows how to see with his eyes, but doesn't know how to proceed.

Queen Jiuyou had never expected that Lin Ling would be so lacking in knowledge in this area.

This brings us to Lin Ling's previous life. Born into a family of doctors, he was influenced by his grandfather at home since he was a child and developed the belief that "men and women are all just bones, and there is no distinction between men and women in front of doctors."

Moreover, the ideological nails were planted in his childhood. In addition, he basically went to boys' schools throughout his education and studied medicine after college.

As a result, the opposite sex he came into contact with the most, apart from his family, were female animals used for dissection, such as mice.

This also caused some strange changes in his mental state, which in turn led to his current emotionally dull personality.

Although things have changed for the better since coming to this world, it is still only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

"Why don't we ask that yellow-haired guy named Zhao Manyan? He seems very experienced," Queen Jiuyou suggested.

"Old Zhao? I really want to find him."

"What?"

"Because I can already imagine this guy's expression after I ask the question, and I'm afraid I won't be able to help but bury him."

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Aren't they friends? Why did it become like this?
In Zhao Manyan's room in the hotel.

Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan were sitting on the ground, enjoying their beers and snacks.

As the government gained experience, everyone made a lot of money, and at least they had no problem living a comfortable life.

"I haven't had a normal drink in a long time. Ever since I entered the Qingtian Hunting Ground, I feel like my stomach is no longer my own stomach." Zhao Manyan took a sip of beer, and the sad past couldn't help but flood back into his heart, making this romantic man burst into tears.

"But, isn't Lin Ling's condition a little off?" Mo Fan suddenly said.

"That's definitely not right. He's almost like growing rice in his stomach and brewing his own wine. It's strange that someone like him would say he doesn't want to drink anymore."

dong dong!

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Mo Fan got up first to open the door and saw Lin Ling standing outside.

"Where is Old Zhao? Is he here?" Lin Ling said.

"Why is Brother Lin here? Do you smell alcohol? Don't tell me, the smell of alcohol here is really strong."

Mo Fan shook the can of beer in his hand.

"No, I don't drink."

Lin Ling once again expressed his attitude seriously and walked around Mo Fan into the room.

"How strange? Could it be that he was hit by some strange magic?" Mo Fan muttered as he looked at Lin Ling's back.

This gave Jiuyou, who was hiding nearby, a slight scare. She thought that Mo Fan was too perceptive as he guessed it right away.

"Brother Lin! Want a drink?"

"No, I have something I'd like to get your opinion on."

Looking at Lin Ling sitting down seriously, it really seemed like he wanted to ask him a question.

On the contrary, Zhao Manyan was a little confused.

Brother, you are the Hunter King and your cultivation is higher than ours. What advice can you get from me?
Could it be an emotional issue? How could it be possible? He had never met anyone more slow-witted than Lin Ling.

It's no use piercing it, Lin Ling can weld it himself.

But after listening carefully to what Lin Ling asked, he was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha! Is this true? Brother Lin! You're hahaha! I never thought I'd hear this from you one day! Holy shit! This is even more exaggerated than the sun rising from the west! Haha! I can't take it anymore! My stomach hurts, I'm laughing so hard that it makes me uncomfortable!"

Zhao Manyan half-prostrated himself on the ground, laughing uncontrollably, completely oblivious to the vein bulging on Lin Ling's forehead.

Mo Fan at the back was covering his mouth tightly. It was so uncomfortable that his whole face turned red and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

But he didn't dare laugh out loud, for fear that Lin Ling would hear it.

I can't take it anymore. I'm going to die if I keep holding it in.
But if he laughs, he will face sanctions, and he still wants to live longer.
Zhao Manyan, who was lying on the ground laughing wildly, suddenly felt himself being picked up. He looked at Lin Ling in confusion as he grabbed him with one hand and leaned towards the window of the room.

"Mo Fan, open the window."

"Hi!"

The window was pulled up with a swish, and the sudden cold wind that rushed in made Zhao Manyan struggle immediately.

"I knock! Brother Lin! This is the 32nd floor. If you fall down, you'll be turned into a meat paste!"

"Don't you have a winged magic tool? It's okay, I'll add some fireworks to your funeral with Sky Flame."

"You're trying to send me away! I'll teach you my Zhao family's unique skills!"

Only after hearing this did Lin Ling put Zhao Manyan down.

"Ahem, I usually charge a fee, but today I'll give you a discount. First, do this and then do this. Then..."

　Try to make up for some of the weaknesses of daily plots and write more proficiently.

　　Thank you Han Yu for the tip! Love you!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)