Magic Farm 151

Chapter 151: Secretly Playing with My Friend’s Eyelashes

Qi Yu had always been a man of action.

He said he was going to speak with his teacher and told Dan Xingyu to do as he pleased—then he really did just leave him to his own devices.

Dan Xingyu watched, wide-eyed, as Qi Yu sat cross-legged beneath the Tree of Life, a book appearing in his hands.

He opened it.

A faint green glow flickered by, and the man beneath the tree had already closed his eyes.

Wait, was he really just going to ignore him completely?

Dan Xingyu tiptoed over to his side, crouched down, and stared at him.

“Qi Yu? Lord Leader?” he called out softly, curiosity lacing his voice.

The man sitting cross-legged beneath the tree seemed to have entered that so-called “meditative state” often described in martial arts and cultivation novels.

Dan Xingyu had never had the chance to observe the little local so closely and without interruption.

His gaze followed the sharp, clean line of Qi Yu’s jaw upward, lingering on the pale, thin lips for a moment.

The books said that people with thin lips were often cold and unfeeling—nonsense.

The little local was obviously so sweet.

Looking further up, his eyes fixed on Qi Yu’s lowered lashes.

Dark and thick, they stood out strikingly against his cool, pale skin, making Dan Xingyu’s heart itch with an inexplicable urge.

By the time he realized what he was doing, his fingers had already reached out and brushed against them.

Dan Xingyu: “……”

He shot to his feet in an instant, suddenly feeling that he really might be a bit of a pervert.

What kind of decent person would play with their friend’s eyelashes while they were asleep!

“That’s what you get for leaving me here without a word. Aren’t you afraid I’ll do something bad?” he grumbled fiercely. “Next time I’ll just steal your book!”

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Qi Yu, of course, had no idea about the rich little drama playing out in his friend’s mind outside.

He was smoothly drawn into the spirit space of his elven teacher.

This time, there was no need to search—he saw Teacher Egnor the moment he entered.

The elf was seated in a small pavilion, a steaming pot of tea on the table before him.

“Sit.”

Qi Yu obediently took the seat across from him, unable to hold back his question: “Teacher Egnor, was it you who helped us in the capital of Ophelia?”

The elf’s tone was cool and indifferent: “My student, do you think any random stray dog or cat could threaten you?”

Though he’d already been ninety-nine percent sure in his heart, hearing the confirmation from the man himself, filling in that last one percent, still made Qi Yu excited.

“You’re incredible,” the boy said, his eyes shining with undisguised admiration and awe.

It had been a long time since the elf had felt such straightforward emotion directed at him. He found himself, unaccustomed, a little at a loss.

His gaze swept over Qi Yu, but when he spoke, it was on another topic: “Your attire in Ophelia was… passable.”

Qi Yu realized what his teacher was referring to, and a trace of discomfort crept into his heart.

Since Teacher Egnor had been able to help him when he was in danger, he must have also seen him disguised as an elf.

He answered honestly, “I received a commission—the duke’s youngest daughter wanted to meet an elf. But aside from you, I don’t know any other elves, so I had to go myself.”

“I’m not blaming you.” The elf seemed to know his temperament well, and understood that if he didn’t speak plainly, Qi Yu might not get the point.

He added, “It suits you.”

Sure enough, hearing this, Qi Yu visibly relaxed.

He nodded in wholehearted agreement. “Yes, yes, when I looked in the mirror, I even felt like I’d become more valuable.”

“More valuable?” What kind of strange description was that?

Qi Yu immediately lowered his head, picked up the teacup before him, and took a sip, praising, “It smells wonderful.”

The elf shot him a glance, pretending not to notice his act.

Qi Yu, relieved, cradled the teacup and asked another question that had been weighing on his mind: “Teacher Egnor, when we were surrounded earlier, I didn’t know you would help. If you hadn’t, if we tore the teleportation scroll, would we really have been able to escape?”

He really did have great faith in the survival game.

But today, for the first time, he’d seen so many powerful figures.

Ever since he returned, he’d been worrying: if he ever encountered someone truly formidable—someone like Teacher Egnor, a Saint Magus who could even seal space—would the teleportation scroll still work?

“Don’t overthink it.” Though he had personally taught Qi Yu how to use a psychic barrier and couldn’t hear his thoughts now, Qi Yu’s worries were written all over his face.

“That scroll—there’s no one who could stop it, at least for now.”

Qi Yu was reassured.

He felt that today, his elven teacher seemed to be in quite a good mood.

So he boldly asked, “Teacher, was the Star Forest really once the elves’ home? I’ve heard outside that elves haven’t shown themselves to humans for a very, very long time. So where do you all live now?”

He got no answer.

Not only did he not get an answer, he even got a knock on the head.

The silver-haired elf said coldly, “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.”

Qi Yu became obedient. “Oh.”

So there was no shortcut to be taken here.

The elf said lightly, “Since you’re here today, let’s have a lesson.”

Qi Yu’s eyes lit up. “Alright!”

But then he heard, “Clearly my teaching isn’t intense enough, if you still have the energy to go to Karen’s classes.”

Qi Yu: ?

He answered honestly, “Actually, the intensity is fine. I’ve been really busy lately. It took a lot of effort to squeeze out time for Professor Karen’s magic circle class.”

The elf: “……”

“Oh? You like his class that much? You’d force yourself to attend even if you’re busy?”

“It’s not that I particularly like or dislike it,” Qi Yu replied to his teacher as he always did, truthfully and directly. “Mainly, I spent a hundred and fifty thousand gold coins on the course. If I didn’t go, it would be such a waste.”

“……”

For some reason, the teacher sitting across from him fell silent.

Qi Yu, puzzled, urged, “Teacher Egnor, aren’t we going to have class?”

“……Let’s go.”

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Dan Xingyu returned to the Golden Sand Desert.

It was truly strange—he’d set up a temperature-regulating magic circle here too, so the climate was the same as in the little local’s territory.

But it just didn’t feel as comfortable as over there.

Dan Xingyu leisurely opened the survival panel and tapped out a “.” in the regional channel.

Time to enjoy the pleasures of being a king.

[No Phone, Hard to Play: Your Majesty Second God, you’ve finally appeared! This humble servant has been waiting in respectful silence!]

[Retreating: What big thing did Second God go do? Three thousand reputation points—you couldn’t have just ridden a dragon around outside, could you?]

[Eternal Night: Did you team up with “I Love Survival Game”? For a speedrun event, you really did manage to latch onto a big shot.]

[Wings with Honey: My resource pack gave me a small grove! Not afraid of the sand, won’t dry up, and provides shade. Plus, it boosted my territory comfort by ten points! Second God, I hereby declare you the one true godfather of our District 88!]

Dan Xingyu scanned through all the praise.

His mood was excellent.

He even made a point to reply to a few comments.

[God Has No Form: @Eternal Night, you’re right, I did go out with a game pro. The only reason I got to explore was by tagging along with him.]

[God Has No Form: @Eternal Night, it really does feel great to have a big shot to cling to.]

[God Has No Form: @Eternal Night, too bad you don’t have one.]

[Eternal Night: …… ]

God Has No Form, you really are a jerk!

Having gotten his fill of teasing, he got down to business.

[God Has No Form: Here’s what I know.]

[God Has No Form: Reputation points seem to require us to leave our territories and go to places with natives, so the locals become aware of the Golden Sand Desert. The more people who know about us, the higher the reputation.]

Remembering something Qi Yu had mentioned, he added:

[God Has No Form: I suspect that the stronger or higher-status the native, the more reputation points you get compared to ordinary people.]

Besides that, he shared what he knew about the Golden Sand Desert.

[God Has No Form: This time, we went to the capital of the Kyra Empire. There, the Golden Sand Desert is a region from a young adult fantasy adventure novel. Also, in the Aura Empire, there are some nursery rhymes related to the Golden Sand Desert.]

[God Has No Form: So, in the natives’ world, our region is probably something from stories or rumors—a fictional place.]

[One Club: Enough talk, get to the point, Second God. How did you leave your territory and get outside? And how did you farm reputation points?]

[God Has No Form: Why do you think, before today, the reputation leaderboard only ever had Star Forest on it?]

[God Has No Form: @One Club. You just open your mouth and expect the game pro to hand over his trump card? When you look in the mirror, can you even see your whole face?]

[Eternal Night: @One Club, do you need someone to spoon-feed you your meals and pull your pants down for you when you go to the bathroom?]

After that, God Has No Form checked the chat with his friends and the small group.

There really was something interesting in the group:

[The Sun Rose in the West: @God Has No Form, Second God, today I got a wandering merchant. Look at this: Info €€ Random Region Exploration Blueprint.]

[The Sun Rose in the West: Ten thousand beast crystals—nearly bankrupted me.]

[The Sun Rose in the West: Did you guys use this item?]

[God Has No Form: No, it was a special item from the game itself.]

[God Has No Form: I haven’t had a chance to say this yet, but if you go out exploring, be careful. Don’t think you’re a player and get arrogant. The natives in this world are far stronger and more dangerous than you imagine.]

He copied this warning word for word into the regional channel as well.

[God Has No Form: If you can, it’s best to bring a teleportation scroll. That way, you can get back in time if you run into danger.]

No sooner had he sent this than he noticed his friend list lighting up on the panel.

It was a message from the little local.

After getting the “Kindred Spirits” title, the two of them were always pinned to the top of each other’s friend lists, and their messages had special effects.

[I Love Survival Game: I just asked, and it turns out the teleportation scroll is even more powerful than we thought. Even if we were surrounded by strong enemies like today, we could still get away.]

[God Has No Form: You’re back already?]

Hadn’t it only been a little while?

[I Love Survival Game: Time flows differently in my teacher’s spirit space.]

He’d already had his head stuffed full of knowledge.

On top of that, he’d been given a copy of “Basic Archery” to practice back home.

Dan Xingyu was instantly envious.

[God Has No Form: So if you train in the spirit space, wouldn’t one day there be worth many outside?]

Qi Yu had actually had the same thought.

But his teacher had mercilessly shot him down.

[I Love Survival Game: Teacher said no.]

He guessed there must be some restriction imposed by the survival game.

Classes could be given as chest rewards, so his teacher could teach him in the spirit space.

But exploiting the loophole for unlimited training was not allowed.