[Curse Return] How can a sorcerer not be crazy?

It is completely different from the common language of the empire, but is somewhat similar to some of the ancient Chinese characters.

But what’s even more ridiculous is that Huai Liang can actually fully understand its original meaning!

She tried to write the common language "drink porridge" on the paper again, and in the blink of an eye, the words on the paper changed again.

Although it was a completely different font, she knew its meaning at a glance.

What is this? She actually learned a foreign language by playing a little game?

Huai Liang frowned and tried to upload a screenshot of the game screen to the domain network for search, but he was unable to save the game image.

She thought about it, adjusted the game perspective to the courtyard outside the house, and tried to take a screenshot and save it in the computer, but still failed.

Hey! This is really weird, is this game so good that it can't be filmed through a computer program?

Huai Liang really didn't believe it, so she tried to search the game name on the domain name network to see how this crappy game was promoted.

But something even more horrifying happened.

In such a huge domain network with billions of people, there is not a single piece of information related to it. Except for her, no one has ever played this game.

There isn’t even an official account or website for the developer’s game!

Is this... a game just for her?

For a moment, Huai Liang's brainstorming came up with the slogan "Change your unlucky life and become a lucky child" described by the system when he first entered the game -

Could it be that this is really not just a gimmick?

But...it is some kind of black technology developed by a group of life in a high-dimensional galaxy?

"Wow--"

The camphor door was opened by someone outside, and Huailiang took a look and found that it was the protagonist who returned.

He seemed to have gone through an extremely strenuous training session, with sweat dripping from the ends of his black hair on the back of his head.

As he lowered his head to take off his shoes, his clothes slid down from his slightly protruding cervical vertebrae into his black kendo uniform.

He walked straight to the pile of firewood in the corner of the room, and when he passed Lame Wood, he seemed to finally sense something was wrong.

There was a small clay pot of white porridge still emitting a little steam... and a piece of paper pressed down by a small stone beside it caught his attention.

Without any hesitation, he pushed the stone aside in an instant and quickly read the words on the paper.

"Mr. Financial Boss?"

The corner of his lips, which was cut off by a small scar, curled up quietly, and a playful smile appeared in his emerald eyes: "How can there be such a stingy sponsor?"

"You want to support me with just a bowl of porridge?"

Having said that, he still folded the note carefully and subconsciously wanted to put it in his arms.

But as soon as he raised his hand, he remembered that his sweaty body might dirty the note.

So he took out the brass key and locked the note in an iron box deep in the cupboard.

He would not have the shift to patrol the outer perimeter of the old Zen temple until tomorrow, so he had not had time to buy paper and pen to reply to his 'sponsor'.

Fushiguro Shigeu silently raised the priority of purchasing pens and ink.

Since the other party did not refuse to communicate with him through paper messages, perhaps it was not convenient to meet with him for the time being.

Anyway, everything the other party did from the beginning was beneficial to him, so he was probably a friend rather than an enemy.

From yesterday till now, he has been deducing the other party's identity in various directions in his mind.

He even considered whether the other party was a 'helper' left behind by his deceased parents, but he immediately rejected this idea.

It's nothing, his elder brother, Zenin Shinichi, is still in the 'Bing' controlled by Zenin Shan, and has already reached the level of a quasi-first-class sorcerer.

If you want to help... you should help more useful beings, right?

And if it really existed to protect him, there wouldn't be this scar at the corner of his lip.

Fushiguro Shiori shook his head in self-mockery. He clearly understood long ago that even his own parents would not have any feelings for a useless person like him with zero spell power.

How could one come up with such an absurd guess? Could it be that being sick would make people weak?

He had always been in good health, and his wounds had almost recovered in just two days. No wonder when he was young, the kids of his age in the Zen temple always said that he was cheap.

Feeling a chill on his back, Fushiguro Shigeu realized that he had been standing in front of the cupboard for a while.

He shook his head again, picked up a pile of firewood, and went around to a small narrow door in the shade at the back of the house. Pushing it open, he saw a relatively narrow bathroom.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, his courtyard was not connected to the underground water pipeline, and there was no special hot spring to enjoy.

He could only do it himself, adding firewood to the large iron pot placed on the cement stove to boil water.

He could have taken a cold shower directly, but considering the freezing weather and the new injuries that had not yet healed, he had to take a shower.

So I decided not to use cold water to prevent it from heating up again.

Huai Liang looked at the protagonist on the screen, who was like a busy little ant, going in and out, and in a short while he had prepared a large bucket of hot water for bathing.

She hadn't noticed before that there was actually a bathroom hidden in a secret little wooden door. She had to check it out carefully.

Well, Huailiang would never admit that he did it just to appreciate the picture of the beautiful boy emerging from the bath from a close distance.

While the protagonist was turning around to lock the door, she immediately seized the opportunity to adjust her perspective and slipped in.

The narrow bathroom was filled with misty vapor.

But it still can't cover it up. As the outer and inner clothes are peeled off one by one, the extremely beautiful lines are revealed, which is simply worth the price of the ticket!

This game was so 'generous' that there was no mosaic at all, and it didn't ask her for diamonds to open it.

[Do you want to turn on the 'no block' function? If yes, 1000 diamonds will be deducted, if no, the number of diamonds you currently hold is: 390]

It’s too late to talk.

Huai Liang didn't care about the system's "blackmail" at all. She would accept it even if it was diamonds! It was just 1000 star coins, right? She could afford it!

She always thought that she was a very calm and self-controlled person.

Because he was born with a good appearance, he was surrounded by many ignorant sentinels in the White Tower in the capital.

As a result, I became fed up with 'this aspect'.

However, she only now realized that she had been pretending before.

How could this be called annoyance? It was clearly because she hadn't found a dish that suited her taste!

The black-haired boy on the screen, although a little immature because he is similar in age to her, his body wrapped in heavy clothes is very pleasing to the eye.

She has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, with two dimples on the perky hip line.

Just a back view in the misty water vapor is enough to make one's blood boil.

Although he is young, judging by his capital, it shouldn’t be... small, right?

Huai Liang swallowed his saliva, and with the speed of a single man for nearly fifteen years, he clicked on the recharge entrance, and quickly recharged another 1000 star coins.

[The 'unblocked' function has been turned on. The number of diamonds you currently hold is: 9390]

[It has been detected that the single recharge diamond redemption in the account has been reached, and the mall has been opened for new products, please check it carefully]

Huai Liang no longer cared about the new products. As soon as she noticed the unlocking of the 'unobstructed' function, she immediately closed the pop-up window and took a closer look -

The black-haired boy had already stepped into the wooden barrel, with a thick towel propped up against his head, and was taking a comfortable bath while resting his head on the edge of the barrel.

Huai Liang: “…”

She kept looking around, but due to the constant flow of steam and the layer of water between them, how could she see clearly?

"Fraud—"

Following the neatly arranged eight tight abdominal muscles upwards, there is another wonderful scenery.

Fine drops of water floated on the boy's fair chest, and even a faint pink -

"despair."

Huai Liang looked down and saw another drop of sticky blood falling onto her soft blue-gray quilt.

She reached out and touched the tip of her hot and swollen nose, then quickly looked up.

While rummaging through the tissues on the bedside table, he cursed, "Fuck!"

After a brief period of chaos, they finally dealt with their own embarrassment.

When Huailiang looked at the screen again, he found that the black-haired boy inside was actually looking straight at the "horizontal surface" in the barrel.

To be precise, he was staring at the abnormal phenomenon of water waves automatically and continuously being created without any movement on his part with an intriguing expression.

Huai Liang was startled and realized that the computer on his left wrist had slipped onto the quilt at some point.

As she stopped the bleeding, she kept rubbing against the quilt.

And the angle of view before her nosebleed was facing the hot water in the bucket.

It created a situation as if there were a pair of hands... stirring with the bath water in front of him.

She quickly looked away, but it was too late.

The black-haired boy's hoarse voice rang in my ears, like the tide surging in the night: "Ha, it seems that the sponsor..."

"She's a big lady."