When I woke up, I found out that the greatest scourge in the world of immortality was actually a transfer student from the Magic Academy.
Looking at the wand and spell book floating in front of me, I fell into deep thought.
Magic requires long chanting? I raised my hand and fired an instant palm thunder.
Does a magic potion require a precise recipe? I made an enhanced version of Viagra in one pill furnace.
When the whole school's geniuses surrounded me, I silently took out my erhu and played "Uneasy", which made their magic go wild.
Until the president, who is known as "the most powerful genius since the Magic Era", stood in front of me.
I chuckled and whispered in his ear: "Want to learn? I'll teach you. Give me 500,000 magic coins first to see if I'm sincere."
He actually transferred the money. Oops, he seems to be out of luck now...
