Full-Time Magister: I Had No Intention of Reaching the Dimensional Throne

Chapter 24 A Chance Encounter

This is a quest that requires a space mage; rather than a quest, it's more like a job posting.

We are seeking a space-type mage for crafting. Six hours each afternoon for one month, 500,000 per day.

A high-paying job with a monthly salary of 15 million, why isn't anyone taking it? Is it because they don't like it?

Oh, there are just too few space-type mages.

Bai Mo was particularly puzzled, but with a sigh, he accepted the task.

"Hey, which space mage accepted that quest?"

Those who witnessed it exclaimed in surprise:

"Spatial magic is rare even at high levels. I wonder which high-level mage is so idle that they would be interested in such a small amount of money."

Bai Mo's eyebrows shot up immediately; he felt like he was being insulted.

Following the sound, they saw a middle-aged man with an oily face.

He casually remarked, "Uncle, you can't say that. What if he's a handsome and exceptionally talented beginner or intermediate mage?"

The middle-aged man turned to look at him upon hearing this, and laughed heartily, assuming that Bai Mo was a novice hunter with little knowledge of magic.

So, he walked over and patted him on the shoulder in a very familiar manner.

He looked like he was about to preach, teach, and resolve doubts.

"Haha, little brother, you don't understand! Spatial magic is a rare dimensional magic, its power is unpredictable, saying it's one in ten thousand is an understatement."

"Do you know that even the Ai family, a family of military mages in the capital, rarely awakens their spatial magic, which is their inherited magic system? So how could they possibly be mid-level or low-level mages?"

As he spoke, he became engrossed in making his own guesses.

"In my opinion, it must be some shameless high-level mage who is too short of money and is trying to steal the opportunities from us lowly mages."

Several black lines appeared on Bai Mo's forehead. After thinking for a moment, he decided to put some pressure on the uncle, so he said:

"Uncle, keep your voice down. That high-ranking official just accepted the mission; he might be listening right next to you."

After saying that, Bai Mo looked at the middle-aged man, who was sweating profusely and glancing nervously around. He nodded in satisfaction, a faint smile of satisfaction returning to his face, and walked away silently.

Following the address specified in the mission, Bai Mo arrived at the Pearl Mage Tower.

The Pearl Mage Tower is the territory of the Pearl Magic Association, which, like the Imperial Capital Magic Association, is the most authoritative and influential mage association in Kyushu.

The fact that there's a foundry in this place suggests that the person who posted the quest is no ordinary person.

With these thoughts in mind, he felt the elevator doors open and stepped inside without hesitation.

"Hey!"

As soon as he took a step, Bai Mo felt himself bump into a soft, delicate body.

Coming to my senses, I looked up and saw a delicate and natural face, like a painting come to life. The features were clearly defined, and the lines were elegant and smooth. A pair of eyes, as clear and calm as lake water, carried a hint of mystery, as if they could see right through people's hearts.

Her gaze was like the shimmering light of a lake, but within that shimmering light, there was a hint of coquettishness.

Because of the bump, he could still smell a faint fragrance.

Bai Mo paused for a moment before realizing who the person in front of him was. He took a step back and smiled sheepishly.

"Ding Yumin?! What are you doing here? Sorry, I was spacing out."

Ding Yumin gently shook her head, walked past Bai Mo, and stepped out of the elevator.

"It's alright, come here to awaken."

"Oh~, you've reached the intermediate level, congratulations." Bai Mo saw Ding Yumin looking at him with a smile, scratched his head curiously, and said with a smile, "I'm here to do some odd jobs."

"Mmm." Ding Yumin nodded, a smile playing on her lips. She pressed the elevator button, reopening the closing doors. "Aren't you going up?"

"Uh, let's go up." Bai Mo scratched his head, walked into the elevator in a daze, pressed the corresponding floor button, and waved goodbye to Ding Yumin outside.

Following the signs, Bai Mo arrived at a studio without a sign and gently pressed the doorbell.

Not long after, the door opened.

A somewhat handsome young man stood inside the doorway. He sized up Bai Mo, and only slightly toned down his arrogance upon noticing that Bai Mo's attire was unusual. He then asked:

"Hello, what can I do for you? Casting requires an appointment."

Bai Mo gave a polite smile.

"Hello, my name is Bai Mo, and I'm not here to forge weapons."

As he spoke, without waiting for a response, Bai Mo took out his newly acquired hunter's certificate and the information on accepting the mission, and said:

"I'm here for a quest. Are you recruiting space-type mages here?"

"Are you a space-based mage?"

Xiao Shuai was surprised; he hadn't expected to actually find a temporary worker. It was just that most space mages were big shots and hard to hire.

It seemed this boy in front of him was quite talented. Thinking this, a smile appeared on his face, and he said:

"That's right, come in. My name is Li Junnan, and I'm Teacher Huo Tuo's apprentice. Let me take you to see your teacher."

Huo Tuo? Bai Mo remembered this person. In the original story, he was a master craftsman who had forged many magical tools for Mo Fan.

I just didn't expect it to be such a coincidence.

Thinking about all this, he took a step and followed Li Junnan inside.

I have to say, Li Junnan's parents really know how to name someone.

"The teacher has received a large order to forge spatial magical artifacts and needs a spatial mage to help with testing and provide spatial magical energy during the forging process."

As Li Junnan led the way, he explained the mission to Bai Mo.

"Because the customer wanted too many magical items, it couldn't be completed in a few days. It would require a space mage to be around for a long time, which is why this task came about."

"So that's how it is."

Bai Mo nodded, and as they walked further in, the temperature in the space gradually increased.

Soon, he saw a disheveled man sitting at a workbench, writing and drawing.

"Teacher, the space-type mage you sought has arrived!" Li Junnan, standing nearby, stepped forward respectfully before Huo Tuo could even ask a question.

Upon hearing this, Huo Tuo raised his head, and his bright eyes immediately fell on Bai Mo.

Bai Mo, feeling his gaze, stepped forward and slowly said, "Master Huo, hello, my name is Bai Mo."

"You're a space-type cultivator! What's your cultivation level?"

Huo Tuo's voice was full of energy, like the sound of a forging hammer, powerful and resonant.

"Intermediate level".

Bai Mo answered slowly and deliberately, releasing a slight amount of his spatial magic aura.

Sensing this aura, Huo Tuo nodded in satisfaction.

"The intermediate level is sufficient. Come to work at 2 PM!"

After saying that, he patted his forehead, took out a piece of paper, and gestured for Bai Mo to take it.

With a thought, silver starlight flashed in Bai Mo's eyes as he reached out and took the paper from Huo Tuo's hand.

The piece of white paper, which seemed to have something written on it, smoothly slipped from Huo Tuo's brass-like hand and landed in his.

Li Junnan stared blankly, and for a moment, he felt that being a one-in-a-million blacksmith apprentice wasn't so appealing.

"Tsk tsk." Huo Tuo clicked his tongue meaningfully and pointed at the white paper in Bai Mo's hand.

"You don't need to come yet. Go out into the wild and gather some materials for me. Once you've collected enough, come back. You'll still get paid. Any questions?"

Bai Mo raised an eyebrow. After all that, he still wanted to go for a walk in the wilderness. So he nodded and said:

"no problem."

Then, he glanced at the paper and found that it contained body parts of slave-level demons and some flowers and plants.

They all need to be picked and used immediately and have a short shelf life, no wonder you have to go to the wild instead of buying them in the market.

Considering the 80 yuan transfer notification from Huo Tuo Studio on his phone, he decided not to mention the dual-purpose job.

But I've already taken leave, so what am I doing now?

Stepping out of the Pearl Mage Tower, Bai Mo pondered for a moment, remembering Ding Yumin, whom he had bumped into on the way here. Should he go find her?

But why would you go looking for someone for no reason?

Thinking about all this, Bai Mo unknowingly walked to a place he had never been before and looked around.

This looks like a hunting ground for Qingtian hunters?

Since he had come this far, Bai Mo decided to go in and see if he could find another job.

"Ding-a-ling~~~~"

The doorbell rang, drawing the attention of a young woman sitting in a booth inside to Bai Mo.

Bai Mo also sized up the woman, who had a cold and beautiful face, a temperament as austere as the autumn wind, and was dressed in all black. Judging from her age, she should be around twenty years old.

My gaze swept around the small shop, which resembled a café, but I didn't see that tiny figure.

"Hello, are you here to post a Xiyao commission?"

At that moment, the cold and beautiful woman's voice, clear as a winter spring, rang out. Bai Mo looked at her, shook his head, and then spoke.

"Hello, do you hire any monks here?"

Leng Qing lifted one of her long, shapely legs, encased in black stockings with a hint of jade-like color showing through, and placed it on her other leg, setting down her coffee as she said:

"That's an offer, but judging from your appearance, you probably haven't gone to university yet."

"I can do tasks occasionally, but I'm graduating soon, so I'll be free soon."

"Why don't kids these days want to go to school?" Leng Qing raised an eyebrow. "Our minimum requirement is intermediate level; they need to be able to cast intermediate-level magic within three seconds."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo smiled and raised his hand.

As he raised his arm, streaks of silver light flashed past him, quickly outlining seven star lines. The star lines intersected, blossoming into a mysterious and dazzling star map, which appeared in his palm.

The timing was exactly one second!

"Bai Mo, mid-level spatial magic, is this enough time to draw?"

Bai Mo looked at the aloof and beautiful woman in front of him, slowly dissipated the spatial star map he had drawn, and smiled.

Leng Qing raised an eyebrow, her clear voice carrying a hint of surprise.

"You're Bai Mo, the one on the talent ranking. What's gotten into you at such a young age? Instead of cultivating properly, you're going to hunt demons?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's lips twitched. This person was really sharp-tongued. He helplessly shrugged.

"Since you know me, you must know my summoning talent and that I'm short on money right now."

Leng Qing frowned slightly, initially intending to refuse, but her ears twitched, and she changed her mind:

"Do you have a hunter's certificate?"

Bai Mo was taken aback. "You agreed?"

"Yes, do you have a hunter's certificate?"

"Yes!" Bai Mo took out his hunter's certificate and handed it over. Leng Qing took it, took out a form, and started filling it out. At the same time, he said:

"Hey, fresh out of the gate, huh! Here's the deal: you'll be on my team for a three-month internship. If you don't pass, you can come back when you've improved your skills! Of course, if you want to come, that's fine too."

After speaking, Leng Qing handed him the form, indicating that he should sign it, and then added:

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Leng Qing, a high-level mage currently serving in the Inquisition. So I won't be going on missions often. I'll be training you for the next three months, and you'll be responsible for odd jobs."

"Oh, hello Sister Leng Qing." Bai Mo was surprised, then nodded. Although she had guessed, she didn't expect that she was Leng Qing.

(End of this chapter)