Full-Time Magister: Summoning Agumon at the Start

The temperature difference between day and night in the Gobi Desert is extreme. As night falls, the last trace of warmth fades away, and the cold quietly creeps in.

Lin Chen and the others sat in front of the tent that Zhang Xiaohou had set up, lit a campfire, and chatted while processing the ingredients they had brought from Shanghai.

"Wow, Brother Chen, I didn't expect you to be such a good cook!" Lin Chen quickly finished preparing the food.

Zhang Xiaohou couldn't help but praise the food as it smelled its enticing aroma.

"Yes, it really smells good, and it tastes good too," Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan nodded in agreement.

"It's alright. Sometimes when we get tired of dry rations in the wild, we'll have some grilled meat to change things up." Lin Chen smiled slightly and handed the grilled food to Lingling and the others one by one.

"By day, the Gobi Desert is a desolate wasteland, with yellow sand swirling in the air, and scorching heat mingling with fierce winds; at night, the sky is filled with countless stars."

"A chilly breeze... it's a unique feeling. This is the first time I've ever experienced this kind of life," Mu Nujiao said, eating the roasted meat Lin Chen handed her, looking up at the sky.

"Me too. I've been to many places, but this is my first time in this high-altitude desert," Lingling said.

"Yes, that's one of the advantages of being a wilderness hunter: you've been to many places and seen many sights, but the risks are just too great," Lin Chen remarked.

"By the way, Lin Chen, the food you've grilled smells so good, won't it attract the White Sand Demon Soldiers or the Sand Roaring Tigers?" Zhao Manyan brought it up at an inopportune moment.

"The White Sand Demon Soldiers won't easily leave the Sand River where they live. As for the Sand Howling Tigers, with Garurumon, a commander-level summon, here, even if the Sand Howling Tigers are starving, I don't think they'll come over to give Garurumon extra food," Lingling said, pointing to the Garurumon lying on the outermost edge of the camp.

Garurumon heard what Lingling said and cooperated by making a loud burp.

It should be noted that many of the Sand Tigers killed along the way were roasted on the spot by Garurumon and swallowed as food.

"Adding Gatomon and BlackGatomon, three Commander-level summons, that's incredibly reassuring." Zhao Manyan was full of admiration and rewarded himself by eating two large pieces of meat.

After dinner, Lin Chen and his group chatted around the campfire for a while. Lingling and the other three girls went back to their tents to rest, while Lin Chen, Mo Fan, and the other three boys were responsible for keeping watch. Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou were responsible for the first half of the night, while Lin Chen and Zhao Manyan were responsible for the second half.

By the time Lin Chen and Zhao Manyan took their night watch, the temperature in the Gobi Desert had dropped significantly, making it feel like a completely different world from the daytime.

"Damn, the nights in this Gobi Desert are so cold. Why don't you stay here, Lin Chen, and I'll go back and rest?" Zhao Manyan, who had just stepped out of the tent, shivered from the cold and said shakily.

"You're probably still half asleep, trying to slack off. Come with me to Garurumon's side, hiding under its fur should be much more comfortable." After saying that, Lin Chen walked towards Garurumon, leaned against it, and buried his entire body in it.

Seeing this, Zhao Manyan immediately cast a ground-wave teleportation spell, quickly moving himself from the tent to Garurumon's side.

"Wow! Real leather, real velvet! It's so comfortable." Zhao Manyan imitated Lin Chen, burying himself in Garurumon's fur, and then asked Lin Chen a question that really showed his intelligence: "Lin Chen, do you think Garurumon will feel cold in a place like this?"

"Do you think a commander-level summoned beast would catch a cold from the cold, especially since its fur is so comfortable?" Lin Chen rolled his eyes at Zhao Manyan.

"That's true." Zhao Manyan slapped his forehead forcefully, then found a comfortable position.

Lying on Garurumon's body, I listlessly kept watch through the night.

About half an hour later, Garurumon, who was resting with its eyes closed, suddenly opened its eyes and stood up from the ground.

Lin Chen and Zhao Manyan, who were lying on Garurumon, also stood up and carefully examined their surroundings.

A few minutes later, Lin Chen and Zhao Manyan both heard some noise in the distance.

Just as Lin Chen was about to leave Zhao Manyan to stay where he was while he went to check the situation, he saw a group of hunter mages being chased by six or seven sand tigers and fleeing for their lives, looking extremely terrified.

Lin Chen looked closely and recognized the group of hunter mages as the black-bearded man and his companions who had clashed with him a day earlier.

Perhaps because of Garurumon's presence, the Sand Tigers, who were supposed to chase the Blackbearded Man and his companions into the Sand River, seemed to sense Garurumon's presence after advancing a distance. They dared not continue the pursuit and turned back to the direction they had come from.

"Hehe, Lin Chen, I didn't expect you to save their lives by accident." Zhao Manyan chuckled, still angry about the previous actions of the hunter mages.

"Well, they're all human. We'll save them if we can. I just hope they don't cause us any trouble tomorrow," Lin Chen said, watching the group of hunter mages leave in another direction.

The next day, as the sun rose, its crimson rays spread across the Shawang River, and the cold temperature began to rise again towards the heat.

After a simple breakfast, the group arrived at the Shawang River. Looking at the seemingly calm but treacherous river ahead, everyone felt a lingering fear.

"What do you mean, and what should we do?" Mo Fan asked.

"We could only appease the White Sand Demon Soldiers with Sister Xinxia's mind magic," Lingling replied.

"How about we send someone down to try first? Even if it doesn't work, it's better than a total annihilation," Zhao Manyan said weakly.

"I think it's fine, the question is who should go down." Lin Chen shrugged.

"I think we should choose someone who is good at defense, so that even if something goes wrong, it will give everyone more time to rescue them," Mo Fan said meaningfully.

Zhang Xiaohou was very cooperative, and as soon as Mo Fan finished speaking, he turned his gaze to Zhao Manyan.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were on him, Zhao Manyan couldn't help but slap himself. He really had nothing better to do than make trouble for himself.

"Don't worry, Sister Xinxia's mind magic will definitely work." Zhao Manyan was about to say something when Lingling interrupted him.

"Go ahead, don't use any magic, I will succeed." Ye Xinxia said softly. Helpless, Zhao Manyan could only bite the bullet and head to the Sand River. He had only taken a few steps into the Sand River when nearly thirty white sand demon soldiers emerged from the sand and surrounded him.

Zhao Manyan instinctively wanted to summon a defensive magical artifact and unleash defensive magic, but then he remembered Lingling's earlier reminder...

Zhao Manyan endured it, gritting his teeth, and stood in the middle of a group of white sand demon soldiers.

Standing on the shore, Ye Xinxia began preparing her magic the moment Zhao Manyan stepped into the Sand River. When the white sand demon soldiers appeared, pale green starlight shone around Ye Xinxia. As the star trails were completed, ripples like transparent water could be seen spreading out from beneath her feet.

Invisible magical ripples spread rapidly, reaching the area around the White Sand Demon Soldiers just as their attacks were about to strike Zhao Manyan.

In an instant, the White Sand Soldiers, who were filled with a violent aura, turned their eyes to be honest and simple. After looking around, they sank into the sand river.