Full-Time Magister: The Jade Serpent's Three-Flower Pupil Captures Apas

Chapter 159 Solving the Source of the Strange Bird, Storm Relics

"Keep practicing, it's only a matter of time."

"By the way, tell me what your important task is tomorrow?"

Song Zhong waved his hand dismissively, sat down on the sofa, and gestured for everyone to get down to business first.

Zhao Manyan paused for a moment, then stroked his blond hair and said, "About seventy kilometers outside of Hanmi City, there is a Peruvian ruin. Locals say that there is strong wind and strange phenomena there, so there might be something good there."

"The resources provided by our mentors aren't enough for everyone to make ends meet. Now, besides challenging the National Pavilion, everyone is trying their best to search for treasures."

Jiang Yu pushed up his glasses and added, "Since I have nothing better to do anyway, I might as well try my luck."

"Hmm, that's a good place too." The androgynous Nan Jue cleared her throat and continued the conversation:

"The resources provided by the Nationalist government are only to ensure that people don't go hungry, so these additional opportunities are very necessary."

Everyone may have powerful connections, but who would complain about having too many resources? Traveling all over the world, isn't it all about finding valuable gems?

What if I get lucky and manage to get a Domain Soul Seed? Then I'd be able to take off on the spot.

In the team, barely more than half of the players had Soul Seeds, and some Spirit Seed players were already starting to get anxious.

"That's a good suggestion, however..."

Song Zhong agreed with everyone's suggestion, but then kept them in suspense: "Something happened to me on my flight here, and it involves you all."

"Hey Boss Song, what's up?"

Mo Fan first gave Lu Yilin the middle finger, showing some curiosity.

Song Zhong looked around at everyone in the National Government and took out a bright rainbow-colored crest feather from his personal space.

"Have you recently provoked a kind of colorful winged warrior demon, and are there more and more of them each time?"

Ai Jiangtu was slightly taken aback, his dark face immediately furrowing his brows. After thinking for a moment, he said:

"We encountered this situation after we went to the Nazca Lines. We even saw an ordinary miner there who smelled of flint."

"After we came out, we were attacked by this strange bird every few days."

Mu Nujiao recalled, her tone tinged with helplessness.

"What Brother Zhong means is that you have been afflicted by the Nazca curse, and this is the fault of the ancient Indians."

Jiang Shaoxu's thoughts raced the fastest, and a serious expression appeared on her oval face.

"That ordinary miner might have made the strange bird mistake you for his accomplices," Mu Ningxue said.

"What curse?" Jiang Yu's face was extremely ugly.

According to local South American legend, those who steal Nazca gems will be marked by the Nazca demons and relentlessly hunted down in ever-increasing increments of ten.

Song Zhong took a swig of ice-cold beer and said something that sent chills down the spines of everyone in the National Government.

"Damn it, don't let me catch him, or that bastard will be in big trouble."

After hearing the whole story, the hot-tempered Mo Fan was the first to start cursing and ranting.

The faces of the Nationalist government officials were also grim. No one would be happy to be used as a pawn for no reason.

"I can handle this matter, and this will be the only time."

Song Zhong snapped his fingers, and a moon-white radiance tore open a dimensional rift.

The Nationalist government officials nodded vigorously, finding it great to have a big shot leading the way.

"Spear!"

The dimensional gate opened, and with a howling wind, a female dark elf emerged, wielding a long, crescent-shaped scythe.

Song Zhong flicked his finger and handed her the bright rainbow-colored crest feather.

"As far as I know, only the Arle mine produces flint. Find that miner and deal with him using dark magic."

Song Zhong looked at the dark elf, who was at the level of a sub-monarch, and gave the order in a deep voice.

The dark elf, holding the crescent scythe in one hand, accepted the feather, bowed respectfully, and then sank into the shadows.

"My mentor is awesome! Those were Darkmoon Elves from the Thousand Races Elf Tower, right? They were incredibly strong!"

Jiang Yu is a top student in the Demonology Department, and is a disciple of Pang Lai. His knowledge of summoning is the strongest in the team.

"As long as you can form a contract with an Elf King, you can use its subordinate guards at will."

Song Zhong smiled slightly, and his every move made the people from the National Government feel like they were on a different level.

"A Contract Spirit King? A Supreme Monarch?!"

"I'm afraid it's more than that. Those beings who can be called Elf Kings are all potential species capable of reaching the Emperor level!"

"Boss Song, you're the best! Carry me with you!"

With Jiang Yu's explanation, the desire of the Nationalist team members to catch up in strength finally died.

"So when do we set off?"

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Nan Jue remained calm. She couldn't envy Song Zhong's strength; it was more reliable to seek some opportunities.

"I'll set off once my dimensional beast has dealt with this little trouble and returned."

Song Zhong's eyes were sharp as he gazed at the endless yellow sand outside the window.

In the original story, the strange bird gem was a completely undeserved disaster for the National Team. There was no need to go through such trouble again if it could be skipped.

(P.S.: The part about the strange bird is rather weak, so I'll skip it and focus on the Time-Space Eye.)

About half an hour later, the Darkmoon Elf returned safely, and Nan Jue also finished assembling her Elemental Suppressor.

Song Zhong also achieved an accomplishment.

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After leaving Hanmi City, everyone headed towards the Gobi Valley.

The Gobi Valley is quite spectacular, with the vast land divided into two layers. To the west, it rises abruptly, forming a continuous cliff that meets the horizon.

The cliff is like a magnificent city wall, blocking the originally flat terrain and seemingly dividing it into another rocky world.

Nan Jue took out three elemental instruments. These need to be placed every hundred meters in order to continue walking.

If we don't use this thing to cheat, we'll alert the local overlord—the Moon-Forbidden Stone Demon, each of them a mini-warrior, whose downside is that they don't like moonlight.

"The elemental instrument needs to be calibrated by a spatial mage, or a sentient summoned beast," Nan Jue said.

All eyes turned to Ai Jiangtu and Mo Fan, as well as Jiang Yu's contracted partner, Ye Luosha.

Song Zhong stood beside the group, holding hands with Mu Nujiao and using his Bone Spirit Cold Fire to insulate her from the heat.

As for Mu Ningxue and Jiang Shaoxu, they both have ice-type contracted beasts with snow maidens, so they are not afraid of the heat at all.

Having witnessed Song Zhong's methods, Lu Yilin, that petty scoundrel, didn't dare cause trouble, and the Nationalist government team crossed the Gobi Valley unscathed. (PS: This guy will be killed later.)

Along the way, Mo Fan, by sheer luck, unexpectedly found a piece of earth elemental crystal.

Song Zhong watched this scene, lost in thought.

When you find the first piece of gold, there might be a huge gold mine underneath. You can come back and take a look if you have the chance.

As the group traveled further and further, the terrain became flatter.

Looking around, Song Zhong was shocked to see a terrifying black hurricane rising from the ground like a black dragon soaring into the clouds.

The sheer visual impact of its towering presence between heaven and earth was immense, causing everyone to gasp in astonishment!

Even more terrifying was that the entire black hurricane was accompanied by purple-gold lightning, and the electric chains were as thick as pythons, flashing at a high frequency, too fast to keep up with!

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