Full-Time Magician: Demon Mage

Chapter 50 You can call me A-Jie

After paying, Wang Teng said goodbye to Liu Lin and found the student dormitory using a map.

"So many dormitories! No wonder it's a prestigious university!"

He stood on the street and could see no fewer than ten buildings at a glance. Each building was long and narrow, with more than thirty rooms on each floor.

Each building is numbered on its outermost side, with Building S being the first one, which has the best lighting and a wide view.

Following that are Building A, Building B, Building C...

Building S has two elevator entrances evenly distributed, with two rows of elevators at each entrance.

Wang Teng walked along the corridor to the dormitory manager's office in Building S and retrieved his magnetic card.

"If you're not staying here anymore, remember to return the magnetic card."

The dormitory supervisor was a man with black-rimmed glasses. After assembling the magnetic card, he placed it in front of Wang Teng.

"Okay~"

Wang Teng took it and turned to leave. Afterwards, he bought some daily necessities at a supermarket not far away, and according to the room number, took the elevator to the tenth floor and found room 1024.

drop drop~

After swiping the access card, a young man wearing only shorts was sitting on the lower bunk, looking towards the door.

"People are here? Looks like our dorm is finally all together."

"Hello, my name is Lu Jie. You can call me Brother Jie or A-Jie!"

"Hey guys, we've got a new guy! Wake up!"

Wearing shorts, Lu Jie shouted loudly at the other two people lying on the bed.

"So what if you're here? Let me wake up first. I'll treat you to a meal at the club sometime. That's all."

"Oh, hello, my name is Huang Wen. The guy in the blanket just now is Qian Fu. His family owns a club. Don't mind him."

Huang Wen and Qian Fu slept on the left, while Lu Jie slept on the other side, leaving the bed near the door empty.

"Hello, my name is Wang Teng."

After Wang Teng entered the room, he closed the door behind him and then began to make the bed, with a bunk bed and a table underneath, which was very convenient.

"Brother Wang Teng, forget about those two in bed, all they do is sleep. Tell me, where are you from?"

Seeing Wang Teng's steady and powerful steps, Lu Jie's face immediately lit up with a smile. People like them who fight often can tell a thing or two from the details.

This guy is no ordinary person.

"Bo City".

"Holy crap, that's impressive. Surviving in that situation is quite a feat."

Lu Jie was surprised. A demon attack on a city was no joke, and this guy actually survived.

"Your focus is very different from others."

Wang Teng climbed onto the bed, laid out the mattress, folded the blanket and placed it aside, and a simple nest was ready.

We'll buy whatever else we need later.

"Of course, there are fights every day in my area, and people often die. I'm used to it."

"It's just that we haven't encountered demon attacks on the city before."

Lu Jie waved his hand dismissively, his words showing disdain for the media's sensationalized portrayal of death. "People die every day, don't they? When was that ever reported?"

"Brother, your gait is steady, like someone who's trained. You must have practiced a lot before awakening your magic, right?"

"Let's have a spar sometime, the kind that doesn't use magic."

"Of course, you can have a magic duel if you want. I reached the intermediate level in lightning magic a few days ago. The three of us are all newcomers, but we just arrived a few days earlier than you."

Lu Jie turned around, and the pendant hanging around his neck was particularly eye-catching; it was clearly the Stardust Magic Artifact.

"Oh, what a coincidence, I'm a mid-level Mind-type."

Wang Teng sat on the bed, looked down at Lu Jie, and grinned.

"Never mind then, bro, you should rest. Forget I said anything."

Lu Jie turned the table around, thinking to himself, what kind of monsters are these? Huang Wen is only a mid-level earth-type, and there's also a spirit seed. That bastard Qian Fu is a summoner.

After all that, he couldn't beat any of them. He thought that the arrival of a newcomer would show the true value of the Thunder-type leader.

A mid-level mentalist, huh? How can there be someone like this? No wonder he was so calm when he came in.

Huang Wen poked his head out from under the covers again, looked in Wang Teng's direction, glanced at him twice, and then shrank back inside.

He thought to himself that this person was even more outrageous than him.

Wang Teng sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate. Spiritual energy from within a radius of 100 meters flowed in continuously without stopping.

The exhilarating feeling of his rapidly growing mental strength was irresistible.

Its radius of 100 meters covers nearly ten dormitory buildings, as well as people coming and going on the street.

Many other stray spiritual energies drifted into his area of ​​effect.

This is what he is most satisfied with. It is certain that his mental strength is difficult to improve, but he can't resist the crowdfunding for cultivation.

It was evening.

"Brothers, get ready to go, I won't wait for you."

Qian Fu, looking refreshed, dressed up in front of the full-length mirror outside the bathroom, spraying perfume and combing his hair.

After finishing, I left the dormitory.

"This guy is really... he's going to die on a woman's belly sooner or later."

Huang Wen came out after brushing his teeth, his eyes filled with undisguised envy. His family was also wealthy, but he was tongue-tied and couldn't speak as well as the rich guy.

Lu Jie shook his head. "The life of the rich, huh? Sleeping during the day and chasing girls at night."

"I'm going to the main campus library, who's coming?"

Huang Wen rubbed his face. He still had a construction company to inherit, and if he wanted things to be easier in the future, he needed to learn more now.

"Wow!"

Wang Teng opened his eyes.

"Okay! Do you want to wash up? I'll wait for you."

"No need, let's go!"

Bang~

Looking at the empty dormitory, Lu Jie felt extremely bored. He had lost interest in picking up girls. The library? Was that a place for humans?

"Forget it, let's go to the barbecue street."

He put on his clothes and left the dormitory.

The campus at night is brightly lit, and the atmosphere is more lively than during the day. There are more girls than girls shopping at night, making them even more eye-catching.

"The main campus is right next door, and we can also enter the library to study using the magnetic card from the Qing campus."

"This is one of the few public resources available. Let me tell you, a lot of the information inside can't be found elsewhere."

"I have a collection of many classic architectural and barrier diagrams from around the world, but they are too advanced for me to understand more than a small part of them."

"Some of it involves the use of high-level or even super-level magic; the feeling is simply unimaginable..."

When Huang Wen started talking about his major, he immediately became very talkative, and his excitement was evident on his face.

"I don't understand this, and I'm not interested."

"I'm only interested in analyzing mind-based magic skills."

Wang Teng smiled and shook his head.

"Oh~ I've heard that people in the field of mental science like to manipulate people's hearts."

"Psychic-type abilities are truly terrifying. I'm glad I'm not fighting against people like you."

"I've heard my father say that spiritual sorcerers are very mysterious. If I encounter one, I should either befriend him or stay far away from him."

As Huang Wen spoke, he would occasionally glance at Wang Teng beside him. This guy had spent most of the day meditating on the bed on his first day here.

His endurance and willpower were truly exceptional; he knew he couldn't do it.

After meditating for four or five hours, he had to stop and rest, not because he lacked mental strength, but because the feeling of restlessness was getting stronger and stronger.

This one thing alone showed him the power of the mind-based system; perhaps it was just that the person in front of him was powerful.

After all, his father often said, "It's not magic that's powerful, it's the magician."

(End of this chapter)