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Meanwhile, you also learned of her request. It turns out there's an auction at the Crazy Horse Club at No. 11 Tianhai Street this afternoon, and an antique hammer from the dwarven race is on the auction list. Although Lingling isn't particularly interested in it, she's been carrying out indirect forging commissions for the Magic Network for many years and has plenty of money, so she asked you to help her bid for this item and give it to her.
"I'll bid if it's under 500 gold." She stuffed 500 gold whites into your hand without even exhaling, completely unlike that poor guy, Teacher Yin.
You walked into the Crazy Horse Club looking completely bewildered. Sometimes you really feel like you have a connection with erotic scenes; maybe perverts are just attracted to each other.
[Upon entering, you almost bumped into a completely naked monster girl. Looking at this monster girl, who resembled a cockroach spirit, you felt both amazed and a little shocked. Why, why do you always have this inexplicable connection with cockroaches? Could it be because in your past life, at the urging of your college buddies, you ate steamed eggs with cockroaches?]
[After a series of sex scenes, there was another, and then yet another, until you felt like you were about to vomit from all the eroticism, the main event finally began.]
Looking at the excited expressions of the people around you, you think to yourself that this place is truly extraordinary. Suddenly, you recall that Teacher Yin once said that she had to dress as a man to buy collectibles here. No wonder, you once had a friend who wanted to explore a gay bar, but in order not to spread the gay vibe to herself, she dressed as a woman. In the end, she ended up developing a gay fetish and became Xiao Nanliang...
Your thoughts drifted back from the boundless abstraction, and you raised an eyebrow at the first item presented by the auctioneer, Lisa.
That was a staff, not the kind used in Latin dances, but a real staff.
As is well known, with the advent of the Magic Network era, all spell construction, operation, enchanting, and casting can be completed with a single click on the Magic Network, eliminating the need for mages to use staves for casting.
"Looks like the items at this auction are really quite vintage. I wonder where they dug them up. They're really something!" you thought to yourself, watching as a burly man bought the staff, and you couldn't help but maliciously speculate that he was going to use it as a weapon...
You shook your head, and stared into silence as the auction items—antique erotic photographs, antique parlors, antique handcuffs, antique Fiji shells, and others—were subsequently displayed.
[This is probably what they mean by specialization! You simply can't imagine where they dug these things up. Was the erhu industry in this other world already this advanced in ancient times? Damn it, this time, the moderns have actually lost!]
You watched the auction with great awe for most of it, finally perking up as you looked at the antique hammer on display and stretched your limbs.
"Offerings from the dwarven ruins of the Floating Island Pit, starting bid 50 gold whites." The auctioneer's words made you suddenly frown. A Floating Island Pit? Why would there be ruins inside? You thought this Floating Island wonder was a natural formation!
[With doubts in your heart, you ultimately bid 350 gold white for the hammer. Just as you were about to leave the auction, you suddenly noticed a panting figure running in through the entrance. Upon closer inspection, you realized it was Teacher Yin!]
After hesitating for a moment about whether to meet her, you still sent her a message through the beacon. She was clearly taken aback, her gaze searching for the seat you mentioned, and finally, your eyes met.
"That's great..." Teacher Yin said in the beacon, "I was worried I'd missed out on that item. Since you won it, that's wonderful..."
Chapter 151 Choosing Sex Between Reason and Sensibility
[Before leaving, you and SilverShuffle watched a striptease performance together. In this scene that should have been alluring, you were instead bombarded with her professionally-sounding explanations.]
"The thing she's wearing around her waist is the glands of a 'pleasure mink,' which have a slight hallucinogenic effect, hence the strange body-twitching behavior of the audience in the front rows." "The semi-transparent fabric she's wearing was developed by the Bogu Academy two years ago. I even observed the development process of that project team. Their sales surpassed another team's 'indestructible stockings' in just two months; it's quite amazing..."
Although you always felt that Gintoki's guesses about the causes of things were probably far from the truth, in this scene, listening to her gentle and calm voice explaining this erotic scene... even though it was vulgar, you had to admit that you were smitten.
[After that... of course nothing happened! What were you thinking, letting your teacher disturb you in front of everyone?!]
"No, it's slander!" Latis exclaimed in grief and indignation after a moment of stunned silence.
"You were the one trembling the whole time, how did I become the pervert?!"
He lay on the bed and punched the air a dozen times to vent his frustration with the simulator.
After leaving the auction early, SilverShuffle hesitated for a moment before asking to borrow the hammer for lunch so she could make notes and take necessary care of it. She promised to return it before her afternoon classes.
[After thinking it over, you've decided to go home with her. Firstly, you want to learn more about antiques and hear her voice again; secondly, you don't want to go to school this afternoon and want to continue skipping classes; and thirdly, you want to step into Teacher Yin's room and learn more about her so you can better woo her later.]
After you ignored her token objection, she led you back to No. 21 Tianhai Street with a helpless expression. Yes, you were neighbors in the same apartment building before, only separated by two rooms.
[It was the first time bringing a man home, and Silver Shul seemed quite flustered. She ran around in her soft ankle socks, making tea and finding cushions, and after several minutes of busy work, she finally settled you in.]
You sit at Teacher Yin's single tea table, watching her lean against the cabinet, flipping through ancient books and using magic to examine the hammer you photographed, having nowhere else to sit. You can't help but glance at the bra strap slightly visible beneath her thin shirt, then look around the entire room.
[Also in an apartment building, her room was a third smaller than yours. Besides a single bed, there was only room for a small wardrobe and a three-tiered display cabinet. Teacher Yin usually graded assignments or prepared lessons at the small tea table by the window where you sat. Looking at the weathered surface of the table, where you could still vaguely make out some writing, you subconsciously stroked the pitiful, worn-out wooden plank.]
The open cabinet contained Ms. Gin's wardrobe, with its varied styles to suit different occasions, though unfortunately, there were no dresses. The display case held many antiques of various kinds; the signs of restoration showed how much effort Ms. Gin had put into them.
You sniffed the faint fragrance in the house. Having been to Alice's Welfare Home before, you knew it was the scent of the common people's soap made with sky grass. However, for you, a lazy, overworked office worker who used to spend all your money on Steam games and eat more than a pig in your past life, it was hard to imagine that someone like Teacher Yin, who works three jobs at a university and has a high income, could live such a simple life.
"Use magic water to repair the corrosion marks here... This material is... Dawnwood? Use the raw material to carve a stake to repair the hammer handle..." While you were thinking, Silver Squire had almost completed the simple repair. She covered the repaired hammer with a magic shield, breathed a sigh of relief, and explained to you, "This is an overall condition regulator I bought before. It automatically detects the condition of the antique and adjusts the new material to a similar state, so that it won't be damaged by internal stress or other issues!"
Looking at the semi-transparent dome, you couldn't help but marvel at how impressive the magic technology tree was, and then inquired about its price.
"Twelve thousand four hundred gold whites." Silver Hugh's eyes welled up with tears as she uttered the price. She couldn't help but sob and collapse onto the bed, taking a long time to recover.
You glanced at her calves and buttocks as she knelt by the bed, and your drumming instincts suddenly kicked in. But then you noticed the ancient book she had placed on the floor, and curiously picked it up to browse through it.
[You turn to the first page, and a huge magical photograph appears before you. Looking at the innocent expression on the face of what is clearly a young SilverShul, you can't help but burst into laughter.]
[Yin Xiuer looked up from the bed in confusion, her face turning bright red as she saw the ancient book in your hand. She rushed to your side and stammered, "Little, Little La, please, please give it back to me, okay? Thank you..."]
Looking at the anxious Yin Xiu'er, your rational mind tells you that bullying your teacher is a bit outrageous, while your emotional mind tells you that she might cry if you do. Finally, after thinking it over, you choose to listen to Brother Niu and make her cry! Bullying Teacher Yin, so satisfying!
[So you grabbed her hand, which was gently resting on the pages, and with a wicked grin, continued flipping through the ancient book. The first dozen or so pages were filled with photos of Yin Xiuer, who was about six or seven years old, in various places with an expression of (?-`). The backgrounds ranged from classical elven architecture to all sorts of castles, from desolate mountains to lush flower fields to snowy landscapes. Yin Xiuer's clothing also changed styles constantly, but all of them looked very cute.]
Finally, after turning a slightly worn page, a slightly different Silver Hugh appears before you. Looking about eight or nine years old, Silver Hugh struggles to maintain a (?-`) expression with tears streaming down his face, taking a photo of this page from what looks like a selfie angle.
You paused, about to turn the page again, when suddenly a pair of slender hands pressed down on the pages. You looked up and saw Yin Xiuer, who was truly crying, saying with her head down, "Little La, it really won't work..."
[This was your first time facing this situation, and you immediately became very nervous. You quickly returned the ancient book to her, saying awkwardly, "Um... Teacher Yin, I'm so sorry..."]
Before you could finish speaking, Teacher Yin, who was holding the ancient book, simultaneously said, "I'm sorry, Little La..."
[You two were stunned for a moment. Yin Xiuer straightened up and hurriedly said, "I know this isn't a big deal, but please forgive me, I still have some lingering feelings! So, if you really want to see it, please wait until later, when I've calmed down enough, before showing it to you... Ah!"]
[Unconsciously leaning forward, Yin Xiuer accidentally fell onto your lap. You hesitated for a moment, then, remembering how she always treated you like a child, you couldn't help but stroke her head in the same way.]
[Just as Yin Xiuer was about to get up, she shuddered. After a long silence, her body finally relaxed, and she eventually drifted into a light sleep.]
As you left Yin Xiu'er's apartment, you weighed the repaired hammer in your hand, thought for a moment, and then gave Yin Xiu'er a quick hug.
Seeing her ears turn bright red instantly, you couldn't help but grin, then waved and said, "See you later, dear Teacher Yin! I'm heading off to do my annual mission!"
[“Eh?” Yin Xiu, who was still shy, suddenly grabbed your hand and asked hurriedly, “Where are we going? A combat mission? Will it be dangerous?”]
You scratched your head and gave a brief description of your mission. Hearing that it was likely a construction-related support mission, Silver Hugh breathed a sigh of relief, then looked thoughtful and murmured, "Silver Path Town?"
She hesitated for a moment, then went back inside, took a photograph from an ancient book, and handed it to you, saying, "If possible, look for similar architectural ruins near Silver Road Town. There might be some collectible artifacts inside... Thank you, thank you."
"You naturally agreed without hesitation to do it on the side, it's just exploring the entire silver industry... but something sounds a bit strange?"
You scratched your head, walking along the road examining the photos Yin Xiu'er had given you, and began to wonder what the geography of the Wilderness Territory was like.
In the photograph, young SilverShuffle wears a thick, cake-like hat, revealing only her innocent face. She is dressed very warmly, even her neck is covered by a high-necked cloak. Behind her, a small fortress built in a valley stands firmly on the barren land. The fortress gate looks very small, only half a head taller than SilverShuffle at the time.
You guessed this must be a dwarf castle, and the Wilderness Territory looked like the kind of place with extremely high UV radiation. You planned to wrap yourself up nicely once you got there. Getting a tan yourself wouldn't be a problem, but if you let Brother Niu get a tan, you'd start to dislike yourself.
Thinking about abstract things, you stepped into the magic equipment shop at No. 1 Tianhai Street. Seeing Lingling polishing a small item, you blurted out, "Boss, I brought you the Cow Brother you wanted... Ugh!"
You quickly pulled out the hammer and, under Lingling's strange gaze, explained, "I meant the hammer, the hammer! I was just thinking about the dwarf castle or something..."
"What, thinking about me?" Lingling took the hammer, examined it, and asked curiously, "What were you trying to say?"
[You pictured yourself as a tanned cowboy, and a shiver ran down your spine. Quickly banishing these strange thoughts, you said seriously, "Didn't you say you wanted to tell me about the Mountain Wasteland? Oh, and my teacher asked me to help her find this castle. Have you seen it before?"]
The dwarf shopkeeper took the photo, gave you a strange look, and asked, "How could you do this to such a young child?"
"No!! That was my teacher when she was little!" you loudly defended your innocence.
"Oh, you scared me." Lingling touched her ribs, shook her head regretfully, then looked at the castle in the photo. After a long while, she frowned and said, "I think I vaguely remember it..."
After a moment of silent contemplation, she told you that this type of fortress seemed to be a dwarven outpost, a place where travelers of various races often stopped to rest long ago.
[It turns out that the dwarves are naturally hospitable. Although they did not form a complete country at that time, the dwarves were widely distributed across this continent. A tower like this would usually house five to ten dwarves. When there was extra space, they were happy to let travelers stay overnight and serve them a good meal while listening to their travel stories.]
"But dwarves are relatively homebodies... Like me, I haven't gone out for over ten years since I came to Lundia." Lingling shook her head helplessly and said, "However, I still have some impression of the Mountain Wasteland, after all, I lived there for about ten years before I was lured here by the previous blacksmith."
She then told you some basic facts about the mountain wilderness. You skipped the historical and cultural details and noted down a few important ones.
First, the magical energy in the Wilderness Territory is extremely dormant. Although a magical network exists, mobilizing magical energy is much more difficult. Second, the seasonal tornadoes in the Wilderness Territory are not ordinary storms, but rather a migration of a large number of bird-like magical creatures. Third, do not enter the caves of the Wilderness Territory casually, as they may contain complex structures. It is said that many sunken dwarven ruins are located in various deep caves.
[While explaining the basics, Lingling hands you a round magical artifact, saying, "You should find this useful. It's called a 'Wind-Stabilizing Bead.' It can stabilize wind-attribute magic within a one-meter radius of it. Although the effect is relatively weak, it should help you solve some difficulties."]
As you accept the "Wind-Fixing Pearl," a pang of regret rises in your heart. If you had obtained this before you transmigrated, you wouldn't have been stuck on the Yellow Wind Monster when fighting the Black Demon...
Just as you were about to leave the magic equipment shop, Bell suddenly cried out, pointing to a line of inscription on the antique hammer: "Wait, look at this!"
You glanced down at the scribbles, which looked like a dog's scrawl, and couldn't help but say, "Damn it, who took these notes while dozing off in class?"
[Lingling rolled her eyes at you, then explained speechlessly, "This is a dwarven phrase that means 'Apprentice of the Chief Blacksmith of the Kingdom of Gigi, CaiCai.' Haven't you guys learned dwarven script?"]
You think back and are surprised to find that while the Queen's Academy taught Dwarven language, it didn't cover Dwarven script much. "Okay," you say, "As long as I can speak it, what's the point of learning the script?"
Lingling sighed, immediately losing interest in explaining. She shoved the hammer back into your arms and said, "I've never actually heard of a dwarf kingdom. Take this; keep an eye out for similar writing later. Maybe we can find traces of this Gigi Kingdom!"
You were kicked out of the shop, completely bewildered. Looking at the hammer and beads in your hand, you thought to yourself, "The dwarf shop owner is really generous. I'll definitely patronize her shop more often when I have more money."
You put away your props and headed towards your mage's lair, but halfway there, a familiar voice suddenly called out to you. You turned around and saw your old flame, Miss Mitu, waving at you from the entrance of the Silly Cat Cafe.
For some reason, her face was unusually rosy. You scratched your head, curiously approached her, and were about to greet her when she grabbed your hand and pulled you into the coffee shop. Peeking out from the aisle at the passersby, she coughed and whispered:
"Lord Latis, have you... have you uploaded any script to the magic network?"
You took a step back, your scalp tingling, staring at her face, which had inexplicably turned bright red. You wiped the cold sweat from your brow in alarm, and screamed in your mind, "Holy crap, what kind of 'ten years of research went unnoticed, but one day it's all written down and the world knows'?!"
Chapter 152 Let's raise our friendship level with our Pokémon today.
Countless possible responses flashed through your mind, but finally you said to Miss Mitu in a low voice, "Give me a chance."
"Huh?" Mitu looked completely bewildered. "How can I give you a chance?"
You looked up at the stairs at a 45-degree angle with a melancholy gaze and said, "I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to be a good person."
[Completely unable to keep up with the dialogue, MiTu remained silent for a long while, then skipped over the inexplicable conversation and said, "In the future... don't write anymore. The Magic Network will report the risks to the cyber police, and in serious cases, it might lead to the Magic Network cracking down on missions..."]
[You gasped. So writing erotic fiction in another world can get you arrested?! Is your grand writing project going to be abandoned before it even begins?! No!]
However, after hesitating for a moment, Mitu suddenly said uncertainly, "But you are also a cyber police officer, perhaps you can evade the crackdown... In any case, you should still be more careful..."
[With the sorrow of impending entry into the palace, you bid farewell to Mitu. Walking along the road, you suddenly receive a beacon message from Jennifer. She tells you that her family has confirmed they possess a method to cure intellectual disability and can send the patient there.]
[You were happy for Serfal for a second, but then, remembering her less-than-intelligent nature even without the mental impairment spell, your mood instantly calmed down. Would this trip be able to remove the mental impairment spell? If so.]
After disconnecting the beacon link, a sudden thought flashes through your mind: Wait, isn't a beacon also a way to post messages? This seems to have much more potential than the Magic Network's online forum. Whether it's a public beacon like a forum or a private beacon like a chat group, it's all a kind of… wait, you suddenly frown. Did you pull someone in to start an OnlyFans group?
With mixed feelings, you returned to your mage territory, explained your annual mission to the girls, and after a tearful farewell, you decided to spend the night together in one room, fighting fiercely...
"Of course it's mahjong! What else could it be but 'playing the lottery'?" You turned to look at Frico, who was watching from the sidelines, and cast a mahjong enlightenment spell on her. Now, everyone in this mage territory except for Serfal knows how to play mahjong.
[At night, you had Frico take your place and led Serfal along the path in the woodland. You gathered your thoughts and turned to look at Serfal.]
["Pah!" You were about to speak when you saw Serfal spew out a breath of dragon fire and then extinguish the small flame on the ground with his foot.]
Your words caught in your throat. After a two-second silence, you couldn't help but rush forward, grab Serfar's shoulders, and shake him violently, shouting, "Don't play with fire in the forest! Fools don't play with fire!"
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~" Serfar shouted in perfect unison with your swaying rhythm. You took a deep breath, resisting the urge to unleash a punch, and said, "I've found a place to cure your mental disability spell. Do you know the floating island?"
Seeing Serfar nodding frantically, you clutched your head in exasperation and said, "You can't use the teleportation array. You'll have to fly to the floating island yourself. Remember, it's Hines City, the twenty-seventh floating island. Once you get there, just give them Jennifer's name."