【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

Chapter 185 [Empire] Dust Blinds My Eyes

Under the dim oil lamp, I flipped through the magic book in the ancient wooden bookshelf.

Actually, there's only one book I can flip through, and there are only a few pages with words. My experience in Healing increased dramatically during that military training, and it's now at level four. Of course, it's just a small increase in healing efficiency, not a huge difference. You need to use it a lot in a short period of time to feel the effect of the upgrade. The rest of the progress hasn't been significant. My experience in Summoning Basics has increased significantly, though not to the point of level two. It seems that Yang Yi reported his experience from the Alliance activities to me. I don't know if he used Yang Yang's identity, but I think he did. After all, Yang Yi was summoned by me, without a legitimate identity, and the only thing he could use was Yang Yang's identity and the computer that belonged to him.

Fortunately, the laptop was in her hands when I left.

I did all these things, such as picking flower buds and reading magic books, without any intention of avoiding Bai Zhi.

After all, there's a high probability that I've become a magical person in his eyes...

Of course there are more. I feel that these things that need to be concealed from others, in front of Bai Zhi, there seems to be no need to hide them. On the one hand, there is a racial difference, and too much opaque and asymmetric information exists between us. On the other hand, in fact, he and I are just a stage in our relationship. After this stage, we will go our separate ways. It is probably not that we will never see each other again. It doesn’t matter how much he knows. After all, we are just strangers who live together temporarily for mutual benefit. Even if we are not too unfamiliar now, time will not stop. One day, we will be strangers enough. Even faces will fade from memory.

I received a video call from Wen Ya.

The optical computer can adjust the brightness of the image, so this bean-sized oil lamp room can appear less dim.

After clicking the connection button, I saw a face that looked a little unhappy. But he was still smiling so gently.

My heart ached.

"Wen Ya." I called him.

"Well, as you wish." His voice was still gentle, and he looked at me intently, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Are you home today?" I smiled and glanced at the time. It was almost dinner time. "Have you had dinner yet?"

"Well, I've been painting these past few days, so I haven't been out much." The man's smile was still gentle, but his brows were slightly furrowed. "I ordered some new vegetables this month this afternoon. I had the housekeeping robot take care of them, but it felt a bit far-fetched... After I'm done with this busy period, I'd better cook for myself."

His face was slightly stiff, trying not to let his inner annoyance show. However, the emotion that couldn't be completely hidden still inadvertently seeped out from between his eyebrows and in his eyes. He bit his lower lip from time to time, as if trying to suppress something, and his eyes were already slightly red.

The little white dog is unhappy today.

I sighed softly inwardly and picked up the little white dog by the bed, ready to tell him a joke to cheer him up. Unexpectedly, the moment Wen Ya's gaze fell on the little white dog, his eyes froze instantly, and his eyes quickly turned red. His nose gradually took on a bright red hue, and he trembled slightly.

I was stunned for a moment.

He tried hard to suppress his emotions, biting his lip tightly, as if trying not to cry out loud. He lowered his head slightly, rubbed his eyes gently with his hands, and made a clichéd excuse: "The dust is a little blinding."