Chapter 8: No playing with fire (《》)

Children will be very courageous when they are impulsive, so after seeing Gris, although they are still very nervous and a little afraid, they no longer can't even speak.

Unexpectedly, when he heard Jimmy's greeting, Gris went back to the room without looking back. Just when Jimmy was at a loss, Gris came out of the balcony and wrote on the wooden board: "Hello." It turned out that Gris didn't get the wooden board just now.

"You...hello...I...I..." Little Jimmy was still nervous and couldn't even speak.

Gris tilted his head and looked at Little Jimmy in confusion. He didn't understand why Jimmy appeared here, why he even knocked on the balcony with a stone to alarm him, and he didn't understand why Jimmy's attitude towards him today was so different from yesterday.

"I...I want..." After hesitating for a long time, little Jimmy still did not express her meaning.

Seeing Little Jimmy's difficult appearance, Gris couldn't help but pick up the board and wrote on it: "Is there anything to ask me for?"

"Yes...yes. I...I want to ask you to be my mentor." After Gris asked, little Jimmy was upset and finally told her plans.

A big question mark broke out in the mind of mentor Gris.

Gris never thought that someone would ask him to be a mentor for a day, and he didn't even understand the word "mentor".

"What mentor?" Gris wrote on the board.

All the most difficult words were said, and little Jimmy's words became much more refined: "You can release such a powerful fireball without even chanting spells. You must be an amazing magician. Please be my mentor and teach me magic?"

Magician? Am I a magician? Gris tilted his head, wondering in his heart when he became a magician? When he set the fireball yesterday, he chanted a spell. It was just silent chanting, and Jimmy couldn't hear it.

"I'm not a magician," Gris wrote.

"You are lying." How could a magician release a fireball? Little Jimmy felt that his IQ was insulted and was very angry. But as soon as he said that, he realized that he was asking for help and hurriedly begged: "Please, please be my mentor and teach me magic?"

"I can't do magic," Gris wrote.

"No, you used magic yesterday. Please, be my mentor, I will learn it very carefully. I am the brave and fearless genius magician Jimmy, and I will never let you down." How could Jimmy believe such a clumsy lie? He is a magician and a high IQ crowd.

Gris repeatedly wrote several words on the board, "I can't learn magic", "I haven't learned magic", "I'm really not a magician", but all he got were responses like "Please, be my mentor", "I will learn it with all my heart and will never lose your face", which made him feel a little headache for the first time.

Realizing that he could not convince Little Jimmy who had already gotten into the horns, Gris helped to change the topic: "Why do you want to learn magic?"

"I want to be the greatest magician in the world, I want everyone to dare not bully me, well... I also want to beat Bucks and the others." Seeing Gris' question, Jimmy became very excited and said this sentence almost like a shout. When she said the last sentence, her voice became much heavier. Obviously, this was his main goal now.

Last time I saw the battle between Jimmy and Bucks, Gris had a long question: "Why don't you use weapons?"

"What...what weapon?" Little Jimmy, who was excited by his ideals, was stunned by Gris's irrelevant question.

"Why didn't you use weapons when you were fighting that day?" The magic of several guys was not powerful at all, and the casting speed was slow. It would be better to rush up and swing them over with a stick if you had time to release magic. Even the weakest skeletons like Gris had the confidence to beat them all down before they released the magic.

"I...I am a magician." Gris's question was speechless and hesitated for a while before little Jimmy woke up this reason.

"Can't magicians use weapons?" Gris asked. The principle of magic has not said that magicians are not allowed to use weapons.

"How can the magician...how can it be used for weapons?...how can it be..." Little Jimmy was also confused and even forgot his intention to come here for a while.

"Isn't your little wooden stick a weapon?" The evening before yesterday, Gris saw them all take out their little wooden sticks to cast the magician. In Gris' understanding, it was also a weapon.

Little Jimmy jumped up. He didn't believe that Gris would not know that it was a magic wand: "You... that was a magic wand, a magic wand." He wanted to curse people, but he didn't dare. In his mind, Gris was already a powerful magician who didn't even need to recite spells, and he looked very shocking.

In Gris' heart, the magic wand is also a stick: "Change a bigger one." If you change a bigger one, it is not a problem to eliminate them with the strength of those children.

Little Jimmy opened her mouth wide and was at a loss. After a while, he hesitated and said, "Is this OK?" He completely dizzy to Gris's completely unconnected answer.

Gris tilted his head and thought for a while before writing on the board: "Try it." He didn't know if it was OK, and he was confident about Jimmy's martial arts worth.

Little Jimmy was in a mess, with her head down, and looked depressed. He came to become a disciple, but unexpectedly it turned out like this. But after staying for a while, Little Jimmy suddenly had her eyes lit up, she jumped up excitedly, and said loudly: "Test, is this a test right? Are you trying to tell me that an excellent magician should not stick to form and should make full use of his own advantages. Is that right?"

...Gris doesn't know how to respond.

Seeing that Gris had no reaction, Jimmy was even more sure of his guess and jumped up happily and said excitedly: "I won't let you down!" Then she turned and ran away jumping.

Looking at the back of little Jimmy, Gris raised the board and wanted to write something, but realized that Jimmy could not see it after writing it, so he could only put down the board helplessly.

It was not until Little Jimmy's figure disappeared into the bushes at the end of the lawn that Gris turned around and walked into the room and continued to read the books.

The primary use of magic is a very simple and practical magic work. Basically, every magic academy will use this book as a standard textbook for primary magicians. It uses some of the most practical primary magic as examples to explain in detail the casting of magic, the effects of magic, lethality, the impact of the environment on it, etc.

Books that can be used as standard textbooks naturally have their own advantages, and what doubles the value of this book is the annotations on the page. In addition to the main text, the whole book is also densely filled with small characters in fly heads. For example, the article describing the fireball technique has a large annotation on the part about power, which says: Compressing magic elements is a method to quickly increase the power of fireballs. After the compressed fire elements hit an object, they will be restored instantly and produce an explosion, thereby increasing the impact force. The higher the element compression, the greater the impact force generated by the explosion. The impact force will also spread the fire element and increase the range of the fireball's attack.

A large paragraph of text made Gris understand it at all. After reading it several times, he roughly guessed the meaning.

Compressing the fire element? Gris turned the book to that page and placed it on the ground far away. Then he sacrificed the fire element on his hand. How to press it? Gris tried to press it with his hands, but it didn't work, but instead made his finger bones white again.

Fortunately, there is a detailed explanation of the compression method in the book. Gris follows the above method, carefully senses the fire elements in the flame, and then uses his mind to command these fire elements to get closer.

After brushing, the flames as big as a fist suddenly shrank into a fireball as big as a finger, but the originally red flames actually turned incandescent and emitted almost transparent hot light.

The door of the laboratory was knocked open, and Alex floated in like a gust of wind, looking around nervously. When his eyes fell on Gris, he saw the incandescent fireball technique in his hand, Alex's originally nervous expression instantly became extremely surprised, and his eyes were so wide that they almost fell out.

He stared blankly at the small fireball in Gris's hand. After a while, Alex woke up. A breath surged up from his neck, making his face turn red. The next moment, an angry roar came out of his mouth: "You are actually playing with fire here!!!"

Alex was panicked by Alex's roar, and Gris was so guilty that he subconsciously threw away the small fireball in his hand. This action scared Alex again and his body rushed over like a wind.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Before Alex arrived, the small fireball had fallen to the ground. The small fireball suddenly exploded into a one-person-high fireball, swallowing Gris next to him.

Alex, who rushed in front of him, raised his big hand, and a strong wind actually formed in the lifting hand, turning into a wind duct, and drained all the flames out of time. Alex gave it away, and the wind that rolled the flames suddenly broke through the thick curtain on the balcony and rushed out of the outdoors.

Alex's move showed his great magician's strength. The wind swept was very exquisite, without any impact on the nearby bookcase decorations or the like, but it shook all the flames safely. However, this thrilling scene still scared him to make a layer of cold sweat on his face, but it was one of the most important places in the academy. If there was a fire, Alex would definitely go crazy.

Alex, who was relieved, saw Gris standing there like a wood, suddenly became angry again, and couldn't help but shout, "You dare to play with fire here, you actually play with fire!"

After yelling for a few words, Alex suddenly realized something, his expression changed, and he shouted in surprise: "You know how to magic!? The flames are incandescent, and you can also compress the fire element!?" He exclaimed for two consecutive sentences, obviously Gris's extremely surprised mood.

Alex's anger made Gris a little panicked. When he heard him ask, Gris nodded quickly. Now he has basically learned the fireball technique and can be regarded as a magician.

"How is that possible!? The book clearly stated that skeletons do not have magic!" As soon as he finished speaking, Alex remembered that the book also said that half-body skeletons were not as good as full-body skeletons. After realizing this, Alex became even more angry: "Yebada, that half-baked author." He now felt like he was fooled. If the author of the book was here, he would definitely beat the other person into a pig's head. Unfortunately, the author of the book would have been finished long ago, which made him unable to find a partner if he wanted to beat someone.

After cursing with hatred, Alex took a few deep breaths and slowly calmed down. He looked at Grisk who was staying next to him like a wood, thought for a while, and he floated to the room inspection area and hugged a crystal ball the size of a fist.

"Come on, cast your magic power to the full force inside." Put the crystal ball in front of Gris, and Alex ordered it.

Gris put his hand on the crystal ball and saw the principle of magic, he naturally knew what magic was.

The magic power surged out, and the crystal ball suddenly emitted dazzling light.

After the light was reduced, Alex looked carefully and immediately sweared: "Yebada, level nine element affinity?!How is it possible?!" Elemental affinity is a very important attribute of a magician. The higher the affinity, the easier it is to control the magic element. If the affinity is not enough, the magic element will not pay attention to you at all. Elemental affinity can be refined, but if the affinity is zero, it will produce a demon-loving reaction, and it is basically impossible to become a magician.

The elemental affinity of the ninth level is almost the highest level. It corresponds to the magic level. Alex, a great magician at level nine, also has the elemental affinity of the ninth level. Gris's little skeleton's affinity is the same as his. No wonder he swears.

"Sixth-level elemental control?" Alex was shocked by the affinity of level nine. He was not too surprised by this level-level elemental control power. Gris's fireball was compressed to incandescent just now, which showed Gris' powerful elemental control ability.

But the last attribute still made him lose his glasses: "Level 1 magic!? Yebada, what kind of monster is this!" The first magic and the sixth elemental control have an elemental affinity of up to nine levels, which is completely impossible.

The elemental affinity of level nine must require a certain talent, and there is constant meditation to make your spirit constantly fit with the elements and eventually slowly increase. How can the affinity of level nine be only at level one magic? Even if a pig can increase the affinity to level nine by meditation, the magic must at least have level six or seven.

This strange phenomenon gave Alex a headache. He stared at Gris for a long time, and finally said, "Try this magic." He clasped his hands into fists, and the direction of the tiger's mouth touched each other. Then he pulled hard, and a beam of fire was pulled out and connected to Alex's hands. This is a not very practical magic called the Flame Whip, which is mainly used to train the magic power and magic control. The longer the flame whip, the more magic power it takes. Without the ability to return to magic quickly, it will not last long. Without the powerful magic control, it is even more impossible to maintain the combination of fire elements into a whip-shaped form.

The ability to return to the devil cannot be tested in the crystal ball.

Gris shook his head. He didn't know how to use this magic. After shaking it, he took out a board and wrote: "No fire is allowed here." Alex had just yelled at him, so he remembered it very clearly.

Alex had a little urge to vomit blood, and almost lost control and shouted at Gris: "It's you who are not allowed to play with fire!"

With this roar, Gris had to put away the board.

Looking at Gris who was as stupid as wood, Alex was discouraged and ordered seriously: "Stay here and don't play with fire anymore." After that, he held the crystal ball and left the laboratory. He wanted to find someone to study Gris's strange attribute problem.
Chapter completed!