Serious People, Who is Learning Magic at Marvel?

After Shia finished speaking, a beam of white light fell from the sky, illuminating the branches in front of them, and a blue door that appeared out of thin air stood in front of them. It hummed for a while, then opened itself.

He Shenyan looked up, and there was a blank space, like an unpainted comic strip.

Noticing his eyes, Shia flashed twice again, and her voice sounded in He Shenyan's mind: "The default state of the room is like this. Generally speaking, no one chooses to live in the tower, unless you are —Someone like Mr. You can remodel this house to your liking, it’s all up to you.”

"The White Tower Council is very free most of the time. Although we have the title of a council, we don't actually have much to open. You can walk around here as you like. The elevator of the White Tower is the one you just saw. The tree you arrive at, it can take you to various places. Just open the door and think about it. We have basically everywhere here. For example, if you want to drink, it will take you to the tavern opened by other people in the tower. .But there is no guarantee that it will be a tavern that matches your aesthetic."

"Seriously, we only have one rule."

"Really? Well, I'm all ears."

"Ah, don't be so serious. You just have to listen."

"Cough, wait, let me find the original text. Baita requires us to explain to the newcomers with the original text." The cat ears on Shia's head trembled twice, and He Shenyan looked at the pink one with strange eyes. The fluffy cat's ears released a huge amount of magical brilliance, and his entire face turned white. Shia exclaimed: "Ah! I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!"

Then, the light became even more dazzling.

He Shenyan turned his face slightly, and after a while, the light disappeared. Shia floated in place, and her body flashed five times, turning into a color between red and pink.

The lady was a little embarrassed and said to He Shenyan with her mental tentacles holding a blank piece of paper: "The council will protect any cross-border mages, no matter whether you are a member of the council or not, no matter your gender, race, good or evil concept, Whether you're omnivorous, carnivorous, vegetarian or rock eater..."

He Shenyan raised his hand to interrupt Shia. He held his forehead and said weakly, "Okay, skip this part. Can you tell me where Gu Yi is now?"

Shia turned white again, but there was still some pink left, and she said: "No one can know where a member of the White Tower Council is at will unless she wants to. You may need to submit an application to the intranet, That way, the intranet will notify you when she returns to parliament."

"I think so too, but Ms. Shia." He Shenyan said blankly, "You haven't told me what the intranet is."

Shia turned pink again.

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He Shenyan didn't change his room much, he just put a very comfortable dark purple reclining chair, and then lay down and closed his eyes. Thinking about what she just learned from Shia.

The White Tower Council is nothing more than a place where the cross-border mages report to the group to warm up. It is very loose, but there are two things that make him curious.

First, who created this organization?

Second, what is the definition of a cross-border mage?

According to what Shia said, he spread his spiritual power to the entire room. A strange, mechanical tentacle touched him. After getting his permission, He Shenyan joined the room. network. He intends to search for the knowledge he wants on this. And, maybe there are other things to gain.

Then, a blue light curtain appeared in front of his eyes, with four plates, distributed on four sides. They are today's news, chat, library, trade. There is also a blank search bar at the very top.

Nope, very concise.

He Shenyan was not in a hurry to open it, he was thinking that the setting plane of this intranet was a bit too in line with the definition of a forum by the people of the earth, and it was a bit strange to match it. Then, a notice popped up on the intranet to engrave his mental fluctuations.

He Shenyan patiently waited for the process to complete, which took about three minutes, and then another set, such as usernames and avatars. The mage didn't care about these things at all, he typed his name into a string of garbled characters, AFWSEFSQSD, and the avatar simply used the default black color, and then immediately started browsing.

His curiosity could no longer be suppressed, and even overshadowed the fact that he wanted to talk to Gu Yi about why she was resurrected instead of dead. He Shenyan clicked on today's news, and the first one was a prominent red bold font, "--The administrator of this month has been beaten again! Come quickly! Slow down! 》

He Shenyan raised his brows and clicked in. A video starts playing.

The man who was in charge of receiving him at first was chasing a black-skinned creature with two horns on its head with a wooden stick, no gender. The two of them didn't use magic at all, they were just chasing me and fighting in the street. He Shenyan even saw the black creature with two horns on its head, after dodging a swing of the man's bat, with a very sophisticated kick, hit the man's stomach and kicked him out several meters.

He Shenyan watched the video patiently. He didn't see anything related to spells. There were two people from start to finish. No, one of them didn't seem to be a person. In short, it's just a person and a creature beating each other up.

When he thought about it, the video disappeared, replaced by a lot of comments. A person named the first flame demon in the abyss commented: "Hahahahahaha!—You old bastard, get beat up! I told you to post a blind date on the intranet every day!"

An anonymous user below him replied to him: "You're not much better! Poor ghost! You only paid half the money for your last visit to the succubus!"

Further down, the comments are basically of this type. It was all schadenfreude, and the abyss No. 1 Balrog never replied after being scolded by anonymous users. Some good people have built hundreds of floors below his comments, all asking when he gave the money. One of them was replied by the anonymous user because he built more than ten floors, saying that he could get a 20% discount if he went.

"Succubus House?"

The mage's expression became weird. He returned to the main page and searched for these three words. In an instant, a lot of unsightly pictures and videos appeared in front of him. He Shenyan entered one of them without changing his face, pushed out ten minutes later with a mysterious smile, and clicked on the other one.

It is too immoral for him to investigate and criticize this place properly.