In order to restore his cultivation, Ye Zhenghong had to choose to continue his "otaku" career in the apartment he arranged, but everything was not as he wished. Not only did Old Man Han Ji send someone to urge him several times, but even Ye Kai was notified by the school several times.

Originally, Ye Zhenghong was still lucky and thought that the school would not forget him. However, he forgot that his transfer procedures were the process of the Magic Association. How could the school forget such a backstage person?

The result was that the school and Han Ji had no response, but Ye Shaoan called the phone in person.

"Bad boy, get out and report to the academy! When I was in the imperial capital, I couldn't see you all year round. Do you want to continue this broken habit when I arrived in the ancient capital?"

"I......"

"Don't find any reason, I won't take your trick! Isn't it just that my cultivation has been a little bit regressing? One level or two levels? Forget it, that's not a problem. Aren't you bragging all day long, how powerful you are? Why are you a turtle now?"

"that......"

"Okay, don't have so much BB! I have a lot of work and don't have time to talk too much nonsense with you. Your grandfather asked me to send you a message saying that the teaching method in the ancient capital might be more suitable for you. Don't keep yourself at home and work behind closed doors. Going out to experience some more knowledge may help you in your cultivation recovery or breakthrough."

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Ye Zhenghong, who was still holding a cell phone in his hand, was speechless at this time, not because of the other reason, it was because of the blind voices that always came from the phone after the phone. He had never said a complete sentence from beginning to end. How could he not make Ye Zhenghong speechless? This was a call for himself. The plot that didn't allow him to finish this sentence was the wrong script, right?

Helplessly hung up the phone, he raised his head and looked up at the ceiling.

Ye Shaoan said on the phone, but he also said that Ye Zhenghong was in his heart. Of course, he could not have reported it because of his cultivation.

Another point is that Ye Zhenghong feels that the gap in resources and strength of the school alone is almost impossible to meet his mid-level mage. The standards of most domestic institutions are almost always graduated automatically when they reach the advanced level, and becoming a high-level mage is not that far away for him.

But Ye Shaoan's words woke him up. The recovery of his cultivation these days has not been very satisfactory. The three-system nebula still stayed at the second level, and now it has been three or four months since he fainted. With this speed, it will take me to recover to his full strength.

"Oh... it's time~~~~"

Ye Zhenghong, who made up his mind, exhaled a breath of turbid air and stretched his bones. He thought that his bones were about to rust because of lack of exercise these days. He happened to go to the school to report and strive for a high ranking, and then step on some pretentious guys.

Yes, that's it!

Ye Zhenghong felt that with his three departments being in the second-level nebula, the average strength of the students in this ancient capital is slightly inferior to that of the imperial capital.

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While it was still early, Ye Zhenghong planned to visit the Ancient Capital Academy first. Although he had a rough stroll last time, the venue last time was located in the center of Qing Campus, which means that the main campus of the Ancient Capital Academy should still be very unfamiliar with him.

Ye Zhenghong who came out of the room did not see Ye Kai. According to common sense, this guy should not be lying on the sofa and taking a nap, but he should be hiding in the room and not getting up yet.

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Because he planned to go to the school to observe it today, Ye Zhenghong did not wake him up from the room.

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Because a series of procedures for transferring schools had been completed, the apartment Han Ji arranged for Ye Zhenghong was not too far from the ancient capital school, and there was only a few streets between the two.

Because he was hurrying to go, Ye Zhenghong did not take the main road, but directly walked some small roads that crossed the main road. Among these small streets and alleys is the favorite places of some small vendors. Many mages and people who are struggling at the bottom of magic do some small businesses related to magic.

This is the case with this entire street. Because outside the city is the territory of the undead, the nights in this city are not as calm as other places. There are many scattered mages with poor cultivation and can occasionally get some good things to come here or exchange for some things they need.

Ye Zhenghong didn't pay much attention to the items sold by these small vendors, the alien bones, blood and other items produced by demons are often hard to come by for other mages, but for a mage who is not interested in magic tools, such "guys" in the small streets and alleys, he can't be interested. Moreover, seeing that many shops in this street are still in the busy decoration stage, I'm afraid that this street that the rich business just bought is used to do some small business.

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"I'll leave the matter here to you for the time being. I'm afraid I can't take too much time to manage these trivial matters. Anyway, everyone can almost know each other, so there shouldn't be any conflicts." A voice seemed to have heard from a southern accent, which made Ye Zhenghong stop with a little surprised expression.

The ancient capital is also an international city. It is not surprising that some residents from the south appeared, but in the tone of this sentence, Ye Zhenghong felt that the residents of this entire street seemed to be in the same place. Also, I always felt that this accent seemed to have heard somewhere, which is what surprised Ye Zhenghong the most.

Looking back, Ye Zhenghong saw a well-dressed dressed, carefully treated her hairstyle, and didn't know whether it was true or not. In short, it seemed that the young master from a rich family assigned tasks to several people on the side. A woman with fierce eyes was followed by a side, as if she was dissatisfied.

When Ye Zhenghong saw this person, his face became even more strange. He didn't expect that he could meet someone he knew in this ancient capital. Although there was not much intersection between the two, it was considered a life-long friendship.

"Green Tea... No, that girl Zhou Min?" Ye Zhenghong screamed awkwardly, but before he could open it, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Because the young master and his gang were very disagreeing with Mo Fan at the time, he didn't deliberately remember their names. He just probably remembered that Mo Fan was a man named this guy, but then he thought that he seemed to be a bit suspicious of calling someone else's nickname on someone else's territory.

Fortunately, he would never forget the names of the girls he had paid attention to, so he immediately changed his words and called the girl's name next to him.

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To be continued
Chapter completed!