There Is Absolutely No Problem With My Summoning Technique

‘Ding ding ding. ’ The crisp alarm clock sounded.

"It's so noisy."

Zhao Wuchen closed his eyes and wanted to reach out and turn off the alarm clock, but his hands were pressed by heavy objects and could not move.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qian and Xiaolu hanging on his arm like a koala.

"Xiao Lu, help me turn off the alarm clock."

"Okay, Father."

A glimmer of light flashed through the small green eyes, and the sound of the electronic alarm clock suddenly stopped.

A week has passed since I returned from the Fata copy.

Zhao Wuchen abided by the agreement and led Yang Ming's team to level up this week, while also consolidating the magic power cultivation method.

"We're going to start leveling again today." With difficulty, Zhao Wuchen pulled out his arm, clicked on the system panel, and clicked on the equipment with the ray of light robe.

White light enveloped the whole body, and the pure white robe was instantly put on.

"Tom~~"

From the exquisite cat nest, Tom's innocent voice came: "Okay, okay, let's make breakfast again, right?"

"Hey, please."

Zhao Wuchen smiled, lit incense on the altar table, and turned on the TV to watch the morning news.

A fireball appeared in his hand, extinguished, and another water blade appeared...

"Here comes Tom's special breakfast." Tom held the plate and moved quickly.

"Qian, it's time to get up!"

Next it’s time for a pleasant breakfast.

‘Dong-dong-dong. ’ There was a rhythmic knocking on the door.

"Are they Yang Ming and the others?"

Zhao Wuchen stood up quickly and opened the apartment door. A man wearing sunglasses stood outside the door with a smile.

"Ding Yi?"

Seeing the door open, Ding Yi quickly took off his sunglasses and said with a respectful expression: "Hello, Mr. Zhao, I didn't expect you to still remember me."

Zhao Wuchen stood at the door with no intention of letting him in.

Ding Yi scratched his face with his fingers and said in an awkward tone: "Mr. Zhao, are you free now? Master Wang invites you."

Zhao Wuchen instantly showed his dead eyes: "No time."

"Forehead."

"Young man, don't be so cold."

Looking around, Xun Sheng saw a middle-aged man with a Chinese character standing on the steps of the stairs.

‘Army people? ’

The clothes worn by the middle-aged man are the military uniforms of the Yanhuang Kingdom.

"What do you want from me?"

"This is not the place to talk. Don't resist. Come with me."

The middle-aged man took out a very high-end teleportation scroll and tore it open without hesitation.

Qian's voice came from the soul link: 'Your Highness Wuchen, you went there and you haven't had breakfast yet! ’

‘You eat first. ’

‘It’s okay, Tom, I’m going to have two breakfasts. ’

A few seconds later, the feeling of landing was heard, and the magic circle of the scroll brought the three people to a room.

"Mr. Zhao, you are finally here."

Wang Mingyang walked towards him and took Zhao Wuchen's hands excitedly.

"..." He threw Wang Mingyang away in disgust.

Zhao Wuchen turned to the middle-aged man and asked, "Can I talk now?"

"Hello, Mr. Zhao, let me introduce myself first. I am Wang Cheng, the major general of the Yanhuang Kingdom."

'Empire? Is he also from the Wang family? ’

Zhao Wuchen nodded and made a gesture of invitation, signaling Wang Cheng to continue speaking.

"Mr. Zhao, first of all, I want to thank you for saving my good-for-nothing nephew's life."

"I'm not a good talker either, so I'll keep the story short."

"Excuse me, how did you obtain the authority of the Element Machinery Manufacturing Factory?"

Zhao Wuchen stared into Wang Cheng's eyes without saying a word. After a long time, he asked: "Who do you represent?"

Wang Cheng turned back.

Ding Yi's face was full of flattery: "Uncle Wang, do you have any orders?"

Wang Mingyang pulled Ding Yi and quickly left the room.

"Haha, little friend Zhao, you are very guarded." An angry voice sounded.

A whole ripple was set off in the air, and an old man walked out of the ripple.

Zhao Wuchen took a closer look and saw that it was the Lord from the Yanhuang Kingdom.

'No wonder, I have to change the place to talk, it turns out that this adult is here too. ’

Zhao Wuchen respected this man who worked hard for the country.

"Hello, Chief."

The old man waved his hand and said pleasantly: "No need to be polite, just call me Mr. Yan."

"Little friend Zhao..."

There is nothing to hide, we are all our own people.

Zhao Wuchen said very freely: "I can understand otherworldly texts."

The two people present were shocked and speechless.

After a long time, Wang Cheng regained his composure and said with a serious expression: "Are you sure you're not joking? This is a big deal."

"I, Zhao Wuchen, never lie."

"Whether Xiaoyou Zhao is lying or not, you will know after a test. Just some time ago, a philologist deciphered several otherworldly texts."

Yan Lao took out a pen and paper from his space backpack and wrote four words casually: "Little friend Zhao, can you tell me the meaning of these four words?"

After taking the piece of paper and looking at it, Zhao Wuchen said without hesitation: "These four words mean leaf, water, tree, and soil respectively."

Yan Lao's whole body was trembling with excitement. Looking at his posture, Zhao Wuchen's answer was exactly the same as what the philologist had interpreted.

"Ugh, the old habit happened again."

Wang Cheng saw this and hurriedly stepped forward to help him. A green light emitted from his hand and pressed it on Yan Lao's heart.

The skill did not last long, and Yan Lao's pale face gradually turned rosy: "Huh, I made little friend Zhao laugh."

"All that knowledge is here." Zhao Wuchen pointed to his head. He said with confidence: "Give me a day and I will write all the words in the other world into a book."

Yan Lao regained his previous calm demeanor and asked aloud: "Little friend Zhao, are you interested in coming to Nanhai Community to stay for a few days?"

Zhao Wuchen understood what Mr. Yan meant, which was to protect himself and important information from another world: "I would like to thank Mr. Yan for his kindness."

After the words fell, Mr. Yan waved his hand.

Zhao Wuchen noticed the fluctuation of magic power, and the room here was no longer in its original location.

"Little friend Zhao, welcome to Nanhai Community."

This room is actually a teleportation device.

Zhao Wuchen: "Old Yan, can you provide me with a printer?"

"No problem." Wang Cheng immediately opened the door and left.

"Xiaoyou Zhao, please sit down too and have a good rest before this."

At this time, Mr. Yan showed no dignity as a superior, and he cordially greeted Zhao Wuchen to sit down.

Clean the teapot with warm water…

Zhao Wuchen couldn't find a topic for a while, and quietly watched Yan Lao perform the tea ceremony.

The flames licked the bottom of the teapot, the tea boiled, and the fragrance overflowed.

"please."

"Thanks."

Zhao Wuchen quickly picked up the tea cup that was handed to him and sipped the tea.

"Mr. Zhao, the printer you asked for is here."