Full-Time Magister: The Calamity of Fire, the Emperor's Flame Burns the Heavens

Chapter 50 The Strange Things About the Small Fishing Village!

"Um, Professor Hua Yu, hello!" Mo Fan greeted him awkwardly.

"Go on, it's okay. I also think some of these national university instructors are inhumane. Just pretend I don't exist!" Hua Yu raised an eyebrow and said to Mo Fan.

However, Mo Fan ultimately chose not to continue complaining. Perhaps this is what students raised in China are like; they are naturally more afraid of people like their mentors.

Their identities have been frozen. Nowadays, most modes of transportation in China require ID cards, so they are essentially undocumented. They have to avoid the police in everything they do. If they are caught, they will have to be picked up by the government, and if they do, their training will be considered a failure.

The consequences of failing the training are severe, because the National Government team is not just their own team, but also has other alternative teams. If their team fails the training, someone from the alternative teams will take their place.

Therefore, this team will definitely have replacements.

The only place they can identify themselves now is the Kokufukan in Tokyo, Japan... This is their first destination.

This is why Mo Fan was roaring. This wasn't training; it was practically ascetic practice, completely different from his beautiful dreams!

“Speaking of which, even if we find a ship to Japan, wouldn’t we still be considered illegal immigrants?” Guan Yu said.

“Yes, so we’d better not get caught. If we do, we’ll have to reveal our identities. If we do, our training will fail, and someone will be replaced… Usually, replacements start with the substitutes.” Jiang Shaoxu looked at Mu Tingying and Li Kaifeng with a smile.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go to the fishing village and ask around," Ai Jiangtu said.

Ai Jiangtu is the captain appointed by the five mentors, and everyone has to follow his orders!

Once Ai Jiangtu spoke, everyone stopped chattering and headed towards the backward little fishing village.

……

This arduous training came rather suddenly, catching Mo Fan completely off guard. However, they were mages, so they should be able to find a way.

But then again, nobody had a single penny to their name. How they'd eat their next meal was a huge problem, let alone planning to sneak into Japan…

The small fishing village wasn't far away. Passing through the seemingly non-existent grass fence, you could see a dozen or so low, flat old houses made of wood and stone. Over the years, the sea winds had eroded them, making them look somewhat damp.

The group of thirteen people entered the fishing village in a grand procession, but they ended up seeing fewer people in the village than they had. The little kids squatting by the door with muddy crotches had probably never seen so many young and beautiful older brothers and sisters before. They blinked their eyes, and as soon as everyone got close, they ran back into the house and peeked out the window.

"It's you again! Don't think we're easy to bully just because we're poor and uneducated. Let me tell you, this old man isn't someone to be trifled with!" An old man in wooden clogs, his skin dark, rushed out, carrying the large oar he usually used for rowing.

The old fisherman stood in a horse stance, his eyes bright and piercing, his strong hands gripping the large oar tightly, looking ready to fight them to the death.

Seemingly encouraged by the old fisherman, several other young men also came out carrying things.

In the end, there were only seven or eight of them, a smaller group than the invaders. What was even more interesting was that the young village men seemed to have never seen such beautiful girls before, and their eyes were glued to them.

The village beauty who married into their village was the object of their day and night fantasies—her skin was soft and delicate. But compared to these fairies before them, they all forgot what the village beauty looked like. Her skin was as white as jade, her legs were incredibly beautiful, her waist was slender, and her face…

“Uncle, is there some misunderstanding? This is our first time here, we just want to ask you something,” Ai Jiangtu said.

"Stop pretending! They're just building a few cement houses that look like resettlement housing, and then letting those wavering villagers try to persuade us all to move there. They say it's for our own good, but they're just after this land!" the old fisherman cursed. Everyone was indeed dressed quite well; after all, to become a Nationalist candidate, one must be either rich or powerful. Even if their families were of average means, getting a sum of money was a piece of cake for them.

The old fisherman could tell that these people were no ordinary individuals. He didn't think that anyone other than that unscrupulous real estate developer would specifically come to their fishing village.

The group couldn't really explain it away. They couldn't exactly say they were kicked out of a helicopter, could they? In fact, the five instructors did just that.

"We're from a hiking club. We've come all the way to Beitou along this coastline. We just wanted to ask for directions and find out where there's a large port," Nan Jue explained quickly.

"A hiking club? What's that?" the old fisherman asked, puzzled.

"Uncle, it's a group of adventurous men and women who get together to go to remote places to have fun. City people love to do this now, saying it's exciting," said a skinny young man.

"Oh, you really aren't in real estate?" the old fisherman asked.

"Of course not, do we look that rustic?" Jiang Shaoxu laughed and said.

"Well... I'm sorry, you're asking about the big port, right? Walk along the reef for about seventy or eighty miles. After you cross the bay, you'll see Feibiao Port," the old fisherman said.

"Thank you. Let's hurry to the main port before it gets dark," Nan Jue said.

Everyone nodded and followed the direction the old fisherman pointed.

As the group left, the villagers couldn't resist following them to see more, and the able-bodied men were particularly captivated by the bouncy, shapely buttocks...

“Uncle, we forgot to tell them.” The skinny boy suddenly remembered something.

"Yes, yes, you go up quickly and remind them," the old fisherman said.

"I'm going, I'm going!"

"Wow, I can run fast, I can run fast..."

……

The group hadn't gone far when the skinny boy came running towards them, panting heavily.

He finally caught up with Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan, who were walking at the very back of the group. He stopped there, breathing heavily.

"You guys are really fast. I ran like this and still couldn't catch up... I chased you for ages," the skinny boy said.

Mo Fan smiled, not finding it strange at all. These people were all mages, and even though it was just ordinary walking, their speed was much faster than that of normal people.

"What's wrong?" Mo Fan asked.

"Here's the thing, there have been reports from other places recently that there are sea monsters on the coast, and many places have been damaged. So when you're on your way, it's best to stay a little further away from the coastline so you can run away if you see a sea monster," the skinny boy said.

(End of this chapter)