Fanatics of the Magic Academy

After eating two servings of food, six-year-old Rose felt a little full.

In that case, I can go and learn magic from the old vagrant.

Learning magic consumes concentration, so I use [Ancient Dragon Meditation] to consume food to restore my concentration.

Before long, Rose found the old homeless man.

At this moment, the old homeless man was huddled in the tent, his eyes closed, his lips chapped, and a little bit of white foam at the corner of his mouth.

Rose nudged Kenneth:

"Mr. Kenneth, Mr. Kenneth!"

No matter how much Rose pushed him, the old homeless man showed no signs of waking up.

"Holy crap! Am I dead?!"

Rose reached out and touched the old homeless man's nose. Fortunately, he was still breathing, though very weakly.

It was then that Rose noticed a syringe lying carelessly to the side next to the old homeless man.

"No, he's not going to stab the whole tube all at once, is he?"

In his previous life, Rose lived in a country with extremely strict controls on enhancers, so he had little concept of this.

In this respect, he is like an overprotected "giant baby".

He vaguely remembered seeing a post in his past life about a kind of enhancer that could be inhaled through the nose after being lit.

They absorb it through the nasal mucosa; some people, seeking a more stimulating experience, even add shards of glass.

It creates minor wounds in the nasal cavity, increasing absorption.

This mere increase significantly raises the probability of organ failure when using enhancers.

And this kind of direct injection...

Rose then realized what was happening and immediately put a vial of this enhancer in her hand.

What does it mean to hand it over to a homeless man addicted to drugs?

In other words, Kenneth experienced human experimentation and selling his blood during his early school years.

A middle-aged man maintained his rating by taking drugs.

In his later years, he used stimulants to ignore severe pain and continue working.

After that, he could become a lively and energetic magician, even among the homeless.

Someone else might have died from organ failure.

Rose pulled the unopened enhancement agent from her pocket; a chill crept up from her feet to her head.

Only by experiencing it firsthand can you know how dangerous this thing can be.

And this thing is everywhere in this world.

"call..."

Rose released Kenneth, so it seems he can't learn magic from him now.

He stood up, stuffed the enhancer into his clothes, and it seemed he had to make other plans.

Just then, he ran into an acquaintance, Hans, who was with Tiana.

Rose greeted Hans:

Good morning, Mr. Hans.

Hans also saw Rose, waved to him, and responded:

Good morning, Luo Xin.

To Rose's surprise, Tiana, who was usually very lively, seemed rather listless at this moment.

Rose looked at Tiana, somewhat puzzled, and asked:

"Tiana, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Tiana raised her head, her bright eyes dimming, and spoke weakly:

"Oh, it's Luo Xin. Good morning, I'm fine."

Hans patted Tiana's head, his worry impossible to hide:

"She was like this from early this morning. I told her to rest in the bridge arch, but she insisted on coming with me."

Tiana's face hardened with defiance upon hearing Hans's words.

"Dad, I told you, I'm fine!"

Rose looked at Tiana and realized she didn't seem to be alright. She was about to say something when...

Tiana then pulled Hans along, urging him on:

"Dad, let's hurry up, we'll have to wait in line for ages again."

Hans was reluctantly pulled forward by Tiana, who waved to Rose before leaving.

Goodbye, Luo Xin.

Rose waved as she looked at Tiana's listless appearance, her worry lingering in her heart.

"Hans will take good care of her."

That was all Rose could think of. After all, he was only a six-year-old child with a warrant for his arrest, so he couldn't be of much help.

In many ways, Hans loves Tiana very much, and he will definitely take good care of her.

Rose turned around and walked down the street.

The sky was still overcast, and it was around 8 or 9 o'clock.

Rose looked up at the sky; logically, the sky shouldn't be like this at this time of day.

He frowned; it looked like it was going to rain.

He thought about it for a moment, and based on his six years of experience living in this world, he figured the rainy season was almost here.

He thought of his humble shelter.

Clearly, the makeshift shelter made of just a few pieces of clothing was not enough for him to get through the rainy season.

Furthermore, the trash cans that were once a safe place to lean on have become sources of danger.

The overflowing dirty water from the trash can, combined with the chill of the rainy day that took away the heat,

This would be extremely fatal for his young body.

If no precautions are taken, he will become a miniature Gundam floating in the alley.

Fortunately, he earned 200 marks from selling the corpse yesterday. Adding that to the 84 marks he'd gotten from the murder, and subtracting the 10 marks he'd spent on bread,

He had a full 274 marks on him, which was a huge sum of money.

That's enough for him to buy a set of necessities for survival.

It's time to improve our quality of life.

With that in mind, Rose went to a nearby supermarket.

I bought a tent for 80 marks.

I bought a sleeping mat for 30 marks. Don't underestimate this thing; it insulates you from the cold floor and greatly helps retain body heat.

This is why Rose always sleeps with at least one layer of clothing underneath.

If we don't do this, he could very well die of hypothermia.

40 marks bought enough canned food for about a week, a small amount of water, and a can opener.

Canned food is easy to preserve and serves as a last resort for food.

You don't need to buy too much water; the main thing is to have a bottle to hold it.

I bought the cheapest waterproof raincoat for 15 marks.

I bought the cheapest large backpack for 20 marks to transport these things and make it easier to move in the future.

It cost a total of 185 marks.

Rose has 89 marks left.

Rose walked out of the convenience store with a large backpack on her back. Her small stature made the large backpack look unusually comical.

After adding a little strength and agility to [Ancient Dragon Meditation], Rose wasn't too strained carrying these things.

On the way, as expected, I encountered several clueless homeless people who stopped me to see what was in my backpack, and some even tried to rob me outright.

Of course, Rose didn't tolerate them. Before they even approached, he chanted a spell and blasted them away with a single "Air Compression" attack.

The homeless men who had been eyeing them covetously were filled with awe upon seeing Rose's magical abilities.

After all, even without firearms, Rose was still quite dominant in front of this group of homeless people, despite her frail and young body.

It can now be said that as long as Rose doesn't mess with the gangs, she generally won't have any major problems.

Soon, Rose returned to his old home, and he looked around his house—

It's that alley and the trash can.

A narrow, secluded alleyway is indeed a good refuge.

However, during the rainy season, the inability to drain water becomes the most fatal flaw.

So Rose decided to move to a more open area nearby.

This would significantly increase the risk of Rose being exposed.

Fortunately, Rose bought a tent, which not only provides shelter from the rain but also blocks her view.

In this way, even in open areas, as long as one is careful, the believer's identity will hardly be exposed.