Two Realms: I am a Genius Magician

Linhai City is located in the north, but it's not far enough north. Every winter, it snows a few times, but the snow melts the next day when the sun shines on it, so you can only briefly experience the northern scenery.

Han Qianfei suddenly began to hate snow, especially today's overwhelming blizzard that seemed to have dyed the whole world white.

Everything in sight was white, which made the colored dots he saw even more noticeable and annoying.

About two weeks ago, he suddenly saw light spots floating all over the world, which were gold, blue and purple.

Han Qianfei worries that if this continues, he will never be able to see anything again. Life is already difficult enough; to become blind would be truly hard to accept.

He went to see a doctor for a diagnosis, and the doctor said it might be floaters, but it didn't quite fit the symptoms of floaters, since floaters don't show colored spots.

The doctor said he would post his condition on a medical forum to discuss it as a rare disease, which might help him. However, he still recommended that Han Qianfei undergo further examination with expensive imported equipment.

The cost of the expensive equipment was naturally also high, a thousand yuan, which he couldn't afford now, so he kept putting it off until today.

In front of an old residential area in the old city, Han Qianfei stood with his hands in his pockets, snowflakes covering his hair.

Han Qianfei's mother was a beautiful woman. She reached out to brush Han Qianfei's hair, but seeing his evasive eyes, her outstretched hand changed direction as if possessed, and she only gently patted away the snow-white hair on his shoulder.

Thanks to the balance of female genes, Han Qianfei's father had an ordinary appearance, but his features were still handsome and pleasing to the eye.

The snow melted on the woman's hands, taking away her warmth. She clapped her hands and said, "Son, are your eyes alright?"

Han Qianfei was about to speak.

The woman's phone rang. She answered it and heard an impatient man's voice on the other end.

"Are you coming or not? Our restaurant reservation is almost up."

Han Qianfei could hear the voice on the phone. It was the woman's current husband, who was in the luxury car a dozen meters behind her, without getting out.

The woman's beautiful eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Qianfei's eyes have some problems. I need to take him to the hospital to get them checked out."

"Does it have to be today? It's Xiaoya's birthday, and I don't have much time." The man's tone was very impatient.

Before the woman could say anything more, Han Qianfei said, "My eyes are fine. I was fine when I woke up this morning. You can go about your business."

The woman hesitated for a moment, as if she was about to say something, when the two people in the car finally got impatient and got out of the car themselves and came over.

The man was handsome, the girl was beautiful, and with Han Qianfei's mother, the three of them looked like they were born to be a family.

The man walked over, not even glancing at Han Qianfei, and said to the woman, "Does he want money? How much? I'll transfer it now."

The girl sized up Han Qianfei, then rolled her eyes and said, "Just tell me how much it costs. I don't want to stay in this lousy place for another second."

Han Qianfei glanced at the arrogant man and the sharp-tongued girl, thinking to herself, "Mom's life isn't easy either."

The woman then chimed in, "Your brother Qianfei's eyes are really sick..."

I'll say it again: "I don't have a brother!"

The man replied, "That's not important. I have to meet with the senior executives of the Youxia branch this afternoon, so I don't have time to waste."

He looked at Han Qianfei and said, "Just tell me how much your illness cost."

One million.

Han Qianfei grinned and said, "No, forget it then, don't bother with treatment, you guys celebrate your birthday."

He waved his hand, turned around, and left first.

After Han Qianfei left, the family of three walked together toward the luxury car.

Han Qianfei could hear their conversation even though they hadn't gone far.

The man said, "Don't come here again. Do you expect someone like him to take care of you in your old age?"

The girl chimed in, "Exactly, if you come to this place too often, you'll pick up the smell of poverty."

Han Qianfei put his hands in his pockets and whistled, as if he hadn't heard their conversation.

Han Qianfei is a senior at Linhai University, and she pays for her tuition and living expenses on her own.

He could barely make ends meet before, but now he lacks money for medical treatment.

After hesitating for a moment, I dialed the phone number anyway.

"Hey? Son, Dad's out driving, a bit busy. Is something urgent?" "Ouch~ be gentle, I don't need it."

Han Qianfei couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Was today's passenger a technician?"

"Then don't worry about it." The other person showed no embarrassment at having their lie exposed.

Give me the money.

"How many?"

"one thousand."

The man, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, exclaimed: "How much?! I've taught you frugality since you were little, and I've only been away from you for a few days, how did you pick up this extravagant habit..."

"Spending a thousand yuan like that?" Han Qianfei was too lazy to say more: "Stop talking nonsense, is that right or wrong?"

"no."

How many?

"Two pieces." Fearing his son wouldn't believe him, he added, "It originally cost six hundred, but I just spent five hundred and ninety-eight."

Han Qianfei sighed, rubbed his eyes, and hung up the phone.

It's better to rely on yourself than on others.

I pulled my down jacket tighter, lowered my head, and walked forward along the alley. There used to be many vendors here, but they hadn't come out because of the snow.

Han Qianfei walked a few more steps and stopped under a tree root.

He stomped through the snow, revealing a one-yuan coin underneath.

After walking several dozen steps, I found another one.

Before long, ten yuan was deposited into the account.

The golden specks of light would gather in a circle around the coin, which is why he could spot it through the snow.

Han Qianfei had a good day, finding a full forty yuan. He returned to his old, run-down apartment of just over sixty square meters, boiled two eggs, and that was his dinner.

A knock sounded at the door, and Han Qianfei called out, "Wait a moment," before quickly going to open it.

Outside the door stood two social elites whose style clashed drastically with the dilapidated building.

"You've come to the wrong place, haven't you?"

Xie Xiuyuan said coldly, "You must be Han Qianfei?"

"Yes, what's up?"

Xie Xiuyuan handed over an ID: "We are doctors from the Municipal Eye Center Hospital. We saw your case on the forum and came here specifically to understand your condition."

Han Qianfei immediately became alert. A doctor coming to her home to check on her condition? This was pure fraud.

"Sorry, you've got the wrong person. I'm not here." Han Qianfei was about to close the door.

However, a large hand gripped the door frame, and the door seemed to be welded to the spot, no matter how hard one tried, it wouldn't budge.

Oh no! The scam might escalate into a home invasion robbery, and my life is in danger.

Force might not work; we'll have to outsmart them. Our lives are at stake.

"Alright, I am Han Qianfei. Use whatever methods you have."

"Our methods... what the hell are we doing? We're here to understand your medical condition."

Han Qianfei noticed that this unusually robust man had a rather irritable temper, so she quickly softened her tone and said, "Oh, so you've come to inquire about my condition. Why didn't you say so sooner? Please come in."

Xie Xiuyuan: ...

Xie Xiuyuan walked around the living room but couldn't find a place to sit, so he simply sat on the table and got straight to the point: "The medical record says you can see floating points of light."

Han Qianfei nodded.

Xie Xiuyuan then asked, "How many points of light can you see in this room?"

Are you really asking about the illness? Is the plot that important? Oh, right, fraud is punished less severely than robbery.

Han Qianfei chimed in, "How can you possibly count them all? They're everywhere, densely packed."

After Han Qianfei finished speaking, the two looked at each other and remained silent for a good ten seconds. Then Liu Li picked up a cup from the table and asked, "Is there anything in this cup?"

Han Qianfei nodded.

Liu Li then asked, "How many are there?"

"Wait a minute." Han Qianfei thought these two were crazy, but he didn't dare to resist, so he could only go along with their madness and start counting seriously.

There are twenty-seven here.

Liu Li glanced at the cup, then at Xie Xiuyuan, who was standing there dumbfounded, and reminded him, "Manager, call home quickly."

"Make a phone call? Ah, yes! Make a phone call."

"Hello, boss, sorry to disturb your meeting, but I need your help to block someone's information and shut down a forum. I'm really sorry, it's urgent..."

Liu Li continued, asking Han Qianfei, "What color were the points of light you saw?"

"There are three colors," Han Qianfei answered honestly.

Upon hearing this, Liu Li stared blankly for a moment, then said to Xie Xiuyuan, who was on the phone, "Manager, he can see three colors! He has the talent of a three-elemental mage!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiuyuan's expression turned ferocious. He shouted into the phone, "Damn it, stop emphasizing that useless, crappy meeting! A genius magician is about to slip away! Now, immediately block Han Qianfei's messages. I'll kowtow to you when I get back! Damn it, get to work, damn it!"