I have a wizarding world

September. The weather was still hot, but slightly cooler than the peak of summer.

In a shantytown in the magic city, there was an old room.

A figure flashed past.

Fang Cheng was covered in sweat, his face slightly flushed, and his sweat-soaked shirt, which he hadn't changed in three days, was already drenched.

I'm back!

Fang Cheng squeezed his fist, feeling excited, apprehensive, and expectant.

He took a step forward and rushed to the table, looking at the messy books, papers, and even a few pairs of smelly socks.

He frowned slightly, pulled out a few sheets of white paper, picked up a pen, and then waved his hand, sweeping all the garbage on the table to the ground.

The room was now even more cluttered, but Fang Cheng didn't care at all. He was recalling the details of his magical experience.

Time of travel: three days.

Fang Cheng wrote on the white paper.

Location of travel: Morton City.

That was the name of the place, a place that should be at the level of medieval civilization. This was Fang Cheng's judgment based on various observations over the past three days.

The reason for the travel... Fang Cheng's hand trembled as he wrote this, then he continued firmly, 'Suspected smart learning machine in my mind'.

Fang Cheng's consciousness sank, and a picture appeared in his mind.

Smart Learning Machine

Host: Fang Cheng

Functions: Data entry, calculation and deduction, virtual learning.

Database: Northern Continent Common Language (An accident occurred during the binding process between the smart learning machine and the host's soul. The database was damaged and all data was lost.)

Energy: 0%

The reason for his travel should be this smart learning machine, which was caused by the energy option at the bottom.

Looking at the current 0% energy, Fang Cheng fell into deep thought. He clearly remembered that the energy should be 100% before he came back.

As for the time it takes for the energy to recover to 100%, it should be a day and a night. As for whether it was exactly 24 hours or 25 hours, he hadn't made precise statistics.

But it should be certain that he could travel to another world once a day.

Fang Cheng was writing on the white paper, the other world intelligence he had learned in three days.

"Knock knock knock."

A knock sounded on the door. Fang Cheng quickly put away the white paper and pressed it under the bed.

Opening the door, it was the landlord.

"Little Fang, you haven't been back these days?" the landlord said with a strong local accent. Fortunately, Fang Cheng had been in the magic city for a few months, so he could understand some of the local accent.

"Yes, I went back to my hometown for a couple of days and just got back," Fang Cheng said with a smile.

"Oh," the landlord said with a meaningful look on his face, "A pretty young girl came to see you yesterday and left me a business card, asking you to call her back."

Fang Cheng was stunned.

Pretty young girl?

"Oh," Fang Cheng said, not knowing how to respond. The landlord didn't tease him any further, gave him the business card, and left.

Zhang Yun.

Fang Cheng picked up the business card and glanced at it, his heart sinking. 'Crap, the supervisor.'

Fang Cheng took out his phone. It hadn't been charged for three days, and the phone had automatically shut down. He plugged in the data cable, waited for five minutes, turned it on, and immediately dialed.

"Hello, is this Sister Zhang?" Fang Cheng asked nervously.

"Why are you calling? You've been fired from the company," a pleasant female voice came from the phone.

Hearing this, Fang Cheng could only smile wryly.

"Sister Zhang, I was wrong," Fang Cheng honestly admitted his mistake, not because he was afraid of being fired from the company, but because Zhang Yun was really good to him. She had taken good care of him ever since Fang Cheng started his internship at the company.

It was reasonable for Zhang Yun to be angry about his unexplained disappearance for three days.

"Tell me, what exactly happened? No leave, no phone calls, disappeared for three days. Do you know I almost called the police?" Zhang Yun's tone softened slightly.

"I went back to my hometown, and then I forgot my phone in the rental house, so I couldn't ask you for leave." Fang Cheng had already thought of the reason before making the call.

Sure enough, hearing him say this, Zhang Yun paused and said angrily, "Why don't you just lose yourself too? Why didn't you ask for leave in advance?"

Fang Cheng chuckled, then flattered her a few times before hanging up the phone.

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he had to go to the company to complete the resignation procedures and deal with some things.

Shaking his head, Fang Cheng took out the white paper from under the bed and continued to write down the other world intelligence he had learned in the past three days.

Morton City.

Belongs to Viscount Morton. It is an open commercial city with a permanent population of about several hundred thousand, located along the coast. The common language is the Northern Continent Common Language." At this point, Fang Cheng paused, then continued to write.

Fang Cheng wrote down the specific situation in the city in detail, not daring to miss a single detail.

Unknowingly, he filled four A4 sheets of paper, mainly with information about Morton City.

"Phew."

Fang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, finally finishing writing.

"Enter the data."

Fang Cheng ordered the smart learning machine in his mind.

"Data is being entered. Ding, entry complete."

Instantly, the sound of data entry completion sounded in his mind, and four A4 sheets of content were added to the database.

"Organize the data and create a new document," Fang Cheng pondered for a moment. "Let's call the new document 'Other World Data' and put the Northern Continent Common Language in it too."

As soon as the consciousness gave the order, the learning machine's database instantly changed.

Database:

Other World Data.

Fang Cheng opened the Other World Data, looked at the dense content inside, nodded, withdrew his consciousness, then took out a lighter and lit the four A4 sheets of paper.

Next, it was time to deal with the affairs on Earth.

The magic city technology development zone is one of the magic city's high-tech industrial parks.

Fang Cheng's company is located in the industrial park.

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Fang Cheng's company name, an unknown small company, mainly engaged in the research and development and sales of monitoring equipment.

In fact, it is mainly sales. A small company with an annual turnover of less than 50 million yuan, where does it get the economic strength to engage in research and development.

Even with this kind of small company, because it occupies the gimmick of high technology.

Many college students who don't know the depth want to join. Fang Cheng was also lucky to have entered this company.

The company's treatment is not bad. The after-tax salary during the internship period is nearly 6,000. After the internship period, the salary is more than 8,000.

If it weren't for this magical experience of traveling through time, Fang Cheng would not have thought of resigning.

"Fang Cheng, where have you been having fun these days?"

As soon as he entered the company, a high-pitched male voice rang in his ear.

Liang Yuan is considered one of Fang Cheng's few friends in the company. The two entered the company together. Usually, the newcomers are bullied by the old people, so the relationship is naturally closer.

"I went home for a while," Fang Cheng said with a smile.

Liang Yuan looked Fang Cheng up and down, and said in a low voice, "You didn't ask for leave when you went home. The boss has been covering for you these days, but the big boss knows about it today. You should ask for more blessings."

After speaking, he patted Fang Cheng on the shoulder. As a company intern, Liang Yuan couldn't help Fang Cheng much.

Fang Cheng was not surprised that the big boss knew about his absenteeism. After all, the company only has dozens of employees, and it is relatively conspicuous to be absent from work.

"Da da da."

A series of crisp high heels, accompanied by the jasmine perfume, came head-on. Without looking up, Fang Cheng knew who was coming.

"Sister Zhang," Fang Cheng stood up and called out.

A black professional suit outlined Zhang Yun's body in a curvy and well-defined manner. Her long hair was permed with waves and naturally draped over her shoulders. Her slightly powdered face was serious and slightly youthful.

The person who came was Fang Cheng's supervisor, Zhang Yun.

"Come to my office," she left these words, then walked away on high heels, leaving a group of male compatriots secretly drooling.

Fang Cheng came to Zhang Yun's office in Liang Yuan's eyes of asking for more blessings.

Zhang Yun, as the team leader, has her own office, although it is less than four or five square meters.

In the office.

Fang Cheng has been standing for nearly ten minutes. In the entire office, only the breathing of the two and the sound of Zhang Yun flipping through documents were left.

Fang Cheng has never stared at Zhang Yun so carefully since he joined the company for more than two months. Today, maybe he is going to resign, maybe because of the magical experience of time travel, his courage is particularly great.

His eyes stared straight at Zhang Yun.

As he watched, Fang Cheng grinned and smiled.

"Is it funny?" Zhang Yun closed the document, raised her head, and looked at the slightly green boy in front of her.

"No," Fang Cheng shook his head, "I just remembered my high school class teacher."

Looking at Zhang Yun's suspicious eyes, Fang Cheng continued to explain: "When I was in high school, the students in our class often made mistakes. The teacher would call the students to the office, and then wouldn't speak until the students were restless before starting to teach them a lesson."

Hearing this, Zhang Yun's face suddenly turned red. That's what she was thinking.

Zhang Yun is young. In terms of age, she is probably only one or two years older than the boy in front of her. She also joined the work last year and was promoted to supervisor because of her excellent work performance.

Now that Fang Cheng has exposed her thoughts, she inevitably feels a little embarrassed and angry.

Seeing that Zhang Yun was really a little angry, Fang Cheng didn't dare to continue joking, and said, "Sister Zhang, I was wrong this time. You say how to punish me, I will admit it."

"First, fill out the leave slip. President Li didn't see you today and asked me about it." After speaking, she took out a leave slip from a stack of documents, and then wrote a few words on it.

Fang Cheng took the leave slip and glanced at the date and Zhang Yun's signature.

September 17th.

It was the date three days ago. Zhang Yun was afraid that he would write the wrong date, so she simply wrote the date for him.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng felt a little moved and guilty.