Reincarnation Band Magician

"Mahat, if I'm not dazzled."

"Yeah, it's a human village, Qing."

Mahat looked around. There were rolling hills and dense forests on both sides. The village was nestled right in between. About half a day's walk ahead was the daunting Thor Valley.

Normally, there would be no demons wandering here.

Unless the omniscient one gives him the coordinates.

However, some monsters reacted, and they were not weak. They seemed to be dangerous species living on both sides of the distant valley.

Qing shook Fulilian, "Let's go, Fulilian, we found the village."

"Woo? Hmm? Hmm."

The elf opened his eyes.

Of course I wasn't asleep, I was just daydreaming. It was so hot that I needed to escape reality.

Fulilian looked up, her emerald green eyes gazing at this side. There were woods and farmlands around, and a few cows and sheep on the stretching grassland under the towering mountains.

In the northern plateau, such cultivated area is enough to feed an entire village.

I don't know why, but when I walked down from here, I felt a wind with moist water vapor. It might be the influence of the valley in the distance. It made me feel refreshed, the air circulated quickly, and there was no hot water vapor under the shade of the trees.

Xiangzi stretched and said, "This way we can get supplies."

Golden Journey: 186, Strange People

It looked like a very old village, with several abandoned stone buildings covered with vines. When Fulilian saw them, she said they looked familiar.

It was not a thousand years ago, but at least about two hundred years ago. After that, the connection between the empire and the central and southern parts was gradually severed, and the styles of other regions gradually influenced the northern plateau.

If scholars who study ancient architecture come here, they will be very happy, because relatively complete buildings from hundreds of years ago to the present can be found.

However, not many people study those things, as there is no room for such peaceful work in such a cruel war.

Before the group got close, they felt the magical perception of several magicians, some as strong as Xiangzi, and some elite warriors.

"Rest and resupply? No problem, we happen to need help here too."

The village chief was a muscular old man, even more exaggerated than the muscular warrior in the south, and he kept changing his posture while speaking.

The surrounding warriors also followed suit and struck different poses, which for a moment reminded Qing of modern bodybuilding competitions.

"..."

Let’s just treat it as a local custom.

These all-natural muscle men have been troubled by two things recently. One is that the flow of the upper reaches of the Grand Canyon decreases in summer, and many monsters that reproduce from the source to the estuary are stranded around it, and the number of predatory monsters increases, harassing the surrounding area.

This summer is exceptionally hot, never so severe before. Anyway, it would be best if we can help reduce the pressure on the village.

Mahat was pulled away.

The soldiers said that just by looking at his eyes they could tell that he was a skilled fighter, as good as killing a chicken.

Mahat had no choice but to go over and help with the bandaged trident.

If it's clear...

The villagers looked at him, at his head, his arms and his legs, and shook their heads.

Even though he has passed his 20th birthday, he is still the height of a 15-year-old due to the time issue of crossing the world.

It's hard to understand. Miss Xiangzi has become plump. Can she grow horizontally but not vertically?

Modern people have good nutrition. Qing likes vegetarian food but is not picky about food. He is of average height in other places, but with a group of muscular men in the village, he can only sit at the same table with the ladies.

No, women in the plateau are generally 1.7 meters tall, and some are 1.8 meters tall...

Why?

Let's sit at the same table with the kids.

However, the second, more serious matter required his help.

"Although our village is remote, we used to have exchanges with various fortresses. Now, we can only communicate with the outside world two or three times a year and obtain material necessities, but... spiritually, there is no way."

The old man raised his hand and flexed his biceps.

"We used to have soldiers come here to learn how to shape their muscles, and artists who study the beauty of the human body also came here. But all of this has changed because of the current situation. After years of training, we have amazing muscles but cannot show their beauty. It's really embarrassing."

"So you're asking me to help you figure this out. Do I look like someone who understands this?"

"Just a try," the village chief said nonchalantly. "Based on my experience, people like you are most likely nobles. Think back to the artwork you've come across. The sculptures and paintings you see reflect the natural beauty of the human body!"

Qing recalled.

He lives in Tokyo, and Tokyo does have a lot to do with the human body, starting with...

After learning magic, his memory and imagination improved. Because his imagination was so fast, the muscular men in front of him overlapped with his memory.

"Ugh..."

He covered his mouth, suppressing the urge to spit.

"Wait a minute, I think I actually know."

As far as he could remember, the news reports were either about Kirakira's performances or Dokidoki's card games, but there were other contents on the self-media, such as criticism of the abuse of veterinary drugs. He had also read a few of them because they were too exaggerated.

I recalled the movement requirements of modern bodybuilding competitions, the postures of bodybuilders, and various sculptures and paintings.

"Um, village chief, you do this, and then this..."

"Ohhh! How perfect!"

"The muscles, the muscles are crying!"

"I think that's when you're having a seizure..."

Why is this the first modern knowledge to receive admiration?

After laughing for a while, Xiangzi prepared to go for supplies.

"Won't you come with me, Flillian? Maybe there's some interesting magic book here too."

"Wow... I suddenly feel a little sleepy. Please keep an eye on me. It's cool here. I'll sit for a while. Qing will watch over me. Don't worry."

As she spoke, she leaned against a rock and squinted her eyes.

"Ok."

Xiangzi didn't disturb the elf. After thinking for a while, he took out a thin coat and put it on the elf, then turned and left.

……

Wake up.

I don't know why I didn't fall asleep.

Fulilian took a moment to make sure she wasn't lost in her memories because of her thoughts.

A cool breeze blew and she heard footsteps.

When I looked up, the first thing that caught my eye was two beautiful mustaches.

A middle-aged man who was very well-dressed, wearing a neat three-piece suit even in this weather, with a neat scarf, a stylish hairstyle, a golden ribbon on his chest holding his cloak, and two swords on his waist.

"Nice to meet you, Fulilian. Although I can't remember how many times this is..."

……

Qing tiredly broke free from the encirclement of the muscular men. The hot atmosphere was too terrifying for him.

This is probably what it feels like when a newbie goes to the gym for the first time and is surrounded by enthusiastic older guys.

During this time, he did not forget to keep an eye on Frillian over there, in case any monster appeared and took the elf away.

This time when I looked over, she had woken up and was talking to someone.

As Qing walked over, the sophisticated middle-aged man turned and greeted, "Hello, Qing."

"Ah, hello?"

Who was it? Someone Fulilian knew? The atmosphere didn't seem like it. With such a familiar air, could he be some muscleless villager?

"Listen to me," he put his arm around Qing's neck, "When you go out, it's important to look handsome. You need to have a set of handsome clothes, a cape, a cape, you know? The clattering, and then the weapons..."

"Ah...oh, that makes sense!"

We started chatting within ten seconds of meeting.

Talking about hairstyles, cloaks, swordsmanship...

It was not until the man patted him on the shoulder and said goodbye that Qing remembered what the man's name was.

The middle-aged man stopped and looked back. "Let's talk next time, Qing. By the way, my card needs to be more impressive. After all, I'm super powerful."

"What are you talking about..."

The enthusiasm of the muscular men here blurred the social distance. Qing opened his mouth and didn't know what to ask, but the strange man had already turned his back to him and raised his hand to wave, with his cloak shaking handsomely, and was heading towards the departure direction.

Fulilian came over and said, "That's a strange guy."

"Indeed...Does Fulilian know him?"

"I don't know him. He said some strange things for no apparent reason and showed off his sword to me."

The elf waved his hands, indicating his swords.

“It’s hard to use.”

"Well, if you're not ambidextrous, it takes a lot of talent to practice with it... Speaking of which, I might consider practicing with my left hand."

This way you can get one more hit at the beginning.

……

PS: Let’s start with three chapters. The normal timeline is when Xin Meir was 16 years old, Nan Yong went to find Fulilian, and the brave team set off. A year later, they exploded with Quan Zhi, which means Xin Meir was 17 years old. Now the brave is 13 years old, and there are still four years left.

Golden Journey: 187, The Battle to the Future

We stayed in a village in the upper reaches of the Grand Valley for about a week.

Because there are so many monsters.

In the upper reaches of the Thor Valley, the drop in elevation is not that exaggerated. A large number of aquatic monsters and fish from other worlds fall into the sea from the upper reaches.

The concentration of magic power is the highest in the northern plateau, and aquatic monsters are most severely affected by magic power. They will try their best to come back and reproduce after reaching adulthood.

The scene reminded Qing of documentaries about salmon migrations.

The high temperatures in summer reduce water flow, and dense organisms fill the river channel, making it look like a pond where water is pumped out to catch fish.

A large number of monsters are eating small animals here, and some of them are even adults of these monsters.

The magic power of the dead monster will also make other monsters feel full, so even if they stay here and do nothing, they will not feel hungry.

Open mouths, tangled bodies, and the stench of decaying creatures mixed in...

"Frankly, it's a bit disgusting."

A large number of monsters are in the canyon, and the few that cannot squeeze in, or those that take a walk after eating, will spread to the surrounding areas and affect the safety of the village.

This blocking battle will continue until the highest temperature in midsummer.

Another heavy rain sent the monsters into the sea. When they reached the estuary, there was a second melee. As these monsters drifted downstream, they would continue to hunt and grow in order to avoid the fate of being eaten as a buffet.

"Everything has been going on during this period... Hey!"

The village chief performs a side triceps extension, and his natural muscles are full of impact.

Qing rubbed his eyes and took the opportunity to cover them. He has been suffering from muscle dizziness recently.

"Thank you very much. We don't have many magic books in our village. I found this according to your needs. Here it is for you—"

Qing opened the magic book he handed over, "Magic for Rapid Dough Fermentation". After using it, the efficiency of dough fermentation can be increased by 300%.

"Happy cooperation!"