Full-Time Magister: Summoning Agumon at the Start

The next morning, when everyone was preparing to leave West Bear City, they discovered that Zhao Manyan had disappeared again.

"Damn, is this guy in trouble again?!" Mo Fan's heart tightened.

"Isn't he over there?" Jiang Yu pointed to the path behind the temple.

Zhao Manyan hurriedly ran back from the back mountain, darted into the group in a few steps, and mysteriously walked to Lin Chen and Mo Fan's side, whispering, "Let me tell you two, last night I had a strange dream about the back mountain of the temple. As a result, early this morning, I woke up and ran to the back mountain of the temple. Sure enough, I found a wooden fish in the same spot, and it had some ancient characters carved on it. It's obviously a treasure."

As Zhao Manyan spoke, he lifted a rag from his chest, revealing the extremely strange wooden fish vessel from the back of the temple.

"Holy crap, how did you get that down?!" Mo Fan exclaimed, dumbfounded.

"How else can I take it? I just reach out and grab it. It's just sitting there all alone. I can just grab it right away. Although it's not nice to just take it away like that, I feel that this thing is destined for me. Rather than letting it gather dust there, I'd rather it travel the world with me," Zhao Manyan said in a serious tone.

"Nan Jue said this thing is a powerful magical artifact. You've really struck gold. You can try it out when you have time. Maybe it can enhance the power of your defensive magic," Lin Chen casually reminded him.

"Wow, that's awesome! I'll try it out later." Zhao Manyan's eyes lit up immediately upon hearing this.

I can find treasure even while taking a nap; that's so typical of me.

It seems that Mo Fan and Ai Jiangtu's entry into the wooden fish also solved a lot of trouble for the monks of the temple. These monks used their ID cards to buy train tickets to Tokyo for Lin Chen and the others.

However, Lin Chen and his group did not go directly to Tokyo. Instead, they went to Osaka first, where the National Hall of the Sakura Kingdom is located. The National Government team would first spar with the members of the National Hall of the Sakura Kingdom to obtain their National Hall Medals before heading to the Tokyo Sea Battlefield for combat training.

"Come on! I'll take you to get something delicious to eat!"

Upon arriving in Osaka, Jiang Shaoxu took the girls in the group and headed straight for the food paradise. However, the girls seemed to be all foodies; once the topic of food came up, they forgot their original purpose and disappeared at the train station in the blink of an eye, not letting the boys follow them.

"No way, you're leaving the challenge to us? This is so boring." Mo Fan suddenly felt bored.

"National pavilions are usually associated with universities. If you're a university student, you don't have to worry about not having girls. Besides, this is Japan's home."

"Why worry about whether it's boring or not when we're beating up the Japanese devils? Just beat them up!" Lin Chen said.

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan immediately perked up and shouted loudly, "GO! GO! GO!"

However, it's unclear whether Mo Fan's interests lie in beating up Japanese soldiers or chasing after female college students.

The national pavilion of the cherry blossom country is called Futsumori-kaku, which is located on two mountains that stand about seven or eight kilometers away from the coastline.

"These twin watchtowers are actually observation towers, offering a panoramic view of the most intense naval battles in Osaka. That's why many bigwigs from Japan reside here. I never expected Japan's national pavilion to be so imposing." Approaching the twin watchtowers and gazing at the towering towers, Jiang Yu couldn't help but sigh.

"What's the use of their imposing manner? These little Japanese devils, all they do is nod and bow, they're utterly useless. The only thing they're good for is their girls, the rest of them are good for nothing." Lin Chen couldn't help but speak up. Even though he had transmigrated to this world, he still hated these little Japanese devils as much as ever.

Upon arriving at the stone wall outside the West Guardian Pavilion's castle, before Lin Chen and his companions could even approach the gate, two Sakura mages dressed in the style of Sakura samurai robes, who were guarding the gate, suddenly turned sharp and quickly stepped forward to block Lin Chen and his group.

"You lot are Chinese, aren't you?" A young woman in a kimono, holding a floral umbrella, walked out from behind the wall and said in a slightly questioning tone.

"How do you know we are Chinese?" Mo Fan was a little puzzled. Everyone was Asian, and the ancestors of Japan were also Chinese. They all looked the same. No one said anything. How could she be sure that they were Chinese and not Koreans?

The woman in the kimono folded her parasol, slammed it heavily on the ground, and pointed at Lin Chen and the others.

He said arrogantly and disdainfully, "Only Chinese tourists like you are so rude. The sign at the foot of the mountain clearly says 'No Entry,' can't you read?"

"Hey pretty girls, we're not tourists," Mo Fan said.

"Even Chinese people who come here to work and obtain Japanese citizenship are not allowed. Get down the mountain now, or I'll have you all thrown down one by one," the woman in the kimono said arrogantly.

These words immediately made Lin Chen and the others very unhappy; it was as if they were being insulted.

"You little flower girl, you come from such a tiny place, yet you expect us to be polite? A country that can't even write a proper Chinese character, you put up a sign at the foot of the mountain, who knows what it's supposed to say?" Lin Chen immediately stood up and angrily retorted, "Besides, what kind of good person wants your Sakura Country's identity? If it weren't for something important, I wouldn't have come even if you invited me!"

"Sougoroku is a sacred place in Osaka, not a place for filthy Chinese like you. Get out of here right now, or I'll make my move." The woman in the kimono said this upon hearing Lin Chen's words.

She was instantly enraged, pointing her finger at Lin Chen and the others as she shouted, her breasts heaving.

"You filthy bitch, you're asking for it, aren't you? Who are you calling dirty? Believe me or not, I'll tear down these two dilapidated stone pavilions of yours." Mo Fan also got angry and started cursing at the woman in the kimono.

"What did you say! Say it again!" The woman in the kimono's breasts trembled even more violently.

"You stinking bitch!"

"That's not it!"

"You're asking for it!"

"Next sentence!"

"I'll tear down your dilapidated stone pavilion!"

"Hmph!" The woman in the kimono tossed her parasol aside, quickly tidied her loose black hair, and exuded an aloof and cold demeanor. "You'll regret saying that."

As soon as she finished speaking, plant-based magical light appeared around the woman in the kimono. Strange vines quickly sprouted from her feet, rapidly condensing into blooming bellflowers that lifted her up and then swiftly attacked Lin Chen and the others.

Just as the vines were about to reach Lin Chen and the others, a rough voice came from the direction of the West Guardian Pavilion.

"Qianxun, stop!"

Upon hearing this, the woman in the kimono, even though she was already furious to the point of icy coldness, stopped her attack.