"Can you teach me magic?" Dahlia finally revealed her true motive.
"Do you want to learn magic?"
"Yes."
"There are three ways to learn magic," Navotzinger said. "You join an organization," Navotzinger said. "Another way is family inheritance. Another way is teacher-student inheritance. If you're willing to acknowledge me as your teacher, I can teach you magic."
"Yes, Teacher," Daly said.
"In the company, I'm your employee," Navotzinger said. "Outside the company, you're my student."
"No problem." Daly nodded. "In that case, why don't we be friends? Whether in the company or outside, we don't need to address each other respectfully."
"That's good. At least it won't be awkward."
"Can you teach me a spell first?" Daly asked.
"Let's go somewhere remote. You don't want to learn here, do you?"
They found a park. Navotzinger said, "Witches of my system aren't good at fighting. Our strongest magic is exploration."
"Exploration? What's the use of this spell? "
"For example, I can sense everyone's movements within a hundred feet even with my eyes closed. Even a fly or a bug. Of course, if an enemy approaches, I can know in advance."
Daly's eyes lit up. "I want to learn this spell."
"You can't learn it yet. It's an advanced spell. I'll teach you the most basic spell, Danger Sense."
Navotz-Cyndis paused and said, "This magic can help you tell if someone is dangerous or not. Of course, what you perceive is not the real danger. For example, if you see a gun as dangerous, but if the muzzle is not aimed at you, you will not be in danger. What you perceive is whether someone can hurt you, not whether they will hurt you or not."
"I understand."
Navotzinger began to explain the spell.
After all, Daly had no foundation, so it was difficult for Navotzinger to teach her.
After more than an hour, Daly only learned some basic knowledge.
"I have to go to work."
"No need. Teach me this spell first."
"Okay. You're the boss."
"Did you forget our agreement? Call me Daly Moore or Daly Moore. "
"Okay, Limo," Navotz-Cyndis continued, "You first need to be able to control your magic …"
After another three hours, Navotz and Cyndis pointed at a man in front of them. "Do you see that man? Try to sense him. "
Daelymore tried to use her senses, which were not very practiced.
"He … I can feel that his face is a little green."
"Hmm, green means there's no threat. If the color turns red, then you have to be careful. The other party might be a threat to you."
"You must be mistaken. He's a man, so his stamina must be better than mine. How can I not feel threatened?"
"There's no mistaking it. He has a serious illness … and he wants to jump into the sea from here … he wants to commit suicide."
At that moment, the man tried to climb up the railing, but after trying a few times, he failed.
Dahlia was stunned for a moment. He was indeed weak.
The railing next to them was less than 1.4 meters tall, but the man couldn't even climb over it.
One had to know that even he could do it.
"Can perception spells be wrong?"
"Perception Magic is the only magic that won't make a mistake … No, there's another possibility. Only people who are much, much stronger than you can make a mistake. There are also some spiritualists who know how to hide their magic power, so your perception is useless against them."
Dahlia tried to use magic on Navotz-Cyndis. She saw that there was a red mist on Navotz-Cyndis' body.
"When can I learn new spells?"
"Use perception spells on a thousand people first."
"Practice?"
"Yes." Navotz-Cyndis nodded. "Your magic is still too weak. You can only learn new spells by continuously using it and letting it grow."
…
Boom, boom —
Chen Zhao was being attacked by a missile.
After so much practice, he'd used up most of the missiles.
Chen Zhao felt that it was a pity. After all, he felt that his body had indeed improved a lot.
But because he had limited firearms, he couldn't train like this endlessly.
After finishing the explosive training, Chen Zhao left the River Map.
Denver called Chen Zhao. "Mr. Chen, are you at home?"
"I'm here. What's up?"
"The first batch of beer is ready. I'll send some over. Come and try it and see if you need to change the ratio."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at home."
A while later, a small truck drove over.
Denver had personally delivered the beer.
Chen Zhao took out a bottle of beer and blew on it. The beer was gone.
A refreshing taste rose from his stomach and was fed to his brain.
The beer's unique bitterness disappeared after the alcohol rose. It was replaced by a faint sweetness.
"Is this brewed from Mirror Lake?"
"Yes." Denver nodded.
When brewing wheat beer, a small amount of water and fermented wheat had to be added.
Chen Zhao was very satisfied with the taste. "It's better than I imagined. What do you think?"
"I don't want to drink any other beer now." Denver was also in a good mood.
After all, the taste of the beer determined their development plans.
"More? I'll bring some to my friends, "Chen Zhao said.
"Then I'll bring 20 more cases. Is that enough?" Denver asked.
"Yes." Chen Zhao nodded.
After Denver left, Chen Zhao put away the first batch of beer.
Fali really liked beer. Because of her pregnancy, she hadn't had it in a long time.
If they released their own beer now, she probably wouldn't be able to hold it in.
Plus, Gerlyn dared to put anything in her mouth.
If the beer was placed in the open, Gerlyn definitely wouldn't let it go.
Chen Zhao didn't want his daughter to become a little drunkard.
"Fali, I'm going out for a while."
Seeing Chen Zhao put away the beer, Fali knew what he was thinking. "Leave two cans for me."
"Fali." Chen Zhao looked at her.
"I haven't had beer in seven months. Now that our own beer is out, can't I have a taste?"
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