On the other hand, Chen Zhao was having a great time chatting with Nawtz.
Unlike the people in the Association who always had to put on airs, Chen Zhao really learned a lot from Nawtz.
At the very least, everyone looked at things from a different perspective.
Nawtz was a bit of a teacher, but other than that, there wasn't anything wrong with her.
Just then, the lights in the restaurant lit up.
The sky outside the window seemed to have darkened. Dark clouds covered all of Los Angeles.
Just then, the TV hanging in the restaurant reported a piece of news.
According to the weather satellite, the first Pacific tropical cyclone of the year would land on the West Coast in the next three days. The wind could reach level 16.
"This weather is so uncomfortable." Chen Zhao looked outside the window. The dark clouds reminded him of the sky when he'd fought the Source of Corruption.
This time, the sky was similar, but he didn't feel any magical aura.
"It's been thirteen years since the last reverse tropical cyclone made landfall on the West Coast. Every time a reverse tropical cyclone makes landfall on the West Coast, it brings something unclean," Nawotz said.
"There's something like that?"
"In the East, it's called a typhoon. In North America, it's called a hurricane. But most tropical cyclones move along the path of the Earth's rotation. In China's Taoism, it's called gathering the sun. Typhoons bring destruction, but they also bring life," Nawtz said. "Reverse tropical cyclones go against the Earth's rotation, so it's called ascending to the underworld."
Chen Zhao basically knew nothing about Taoism. He wasn't even as knowledgeable as a foreigner like Nawtz.
"What's ascending to the underworld?"
"It blows Yin energy to the West Coast," Nawtz said. "Normal people will get sick when exposed to large amounts of Yin energy, so I can foresee that there'll be a lot of sick people on the West Coast in the future."
"That's great."
"Great? Why? "
"I'm a doctor," Chen Zhao said matter-of-factly. "Is there anything more enjoyable than more patients?"
"Also, it's best not to go out when a tropical cyclone passes by, in case you get into trouble."
Chen Zhao rolled his eyes. Who would go out during a typhoon?
"The last time a tropical cyclone landed in North America, it also blew a ghost ship to the West Coast."
It was just a ghost ship. Chen Zhao didn't care at all.
Of course, it was best not to go out during a typhoon.
Fali's due date was in a few days. He had to send her to the hospital as soon as possible.
It would be troublesome if Typhoon Tianfali gave birth.
When Chen Zhao walked out of the restaurant, a green bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Chen Zhao frowned. It was windy.
The wind was really uncomfortable.
The tropical cyclone hadn't even made landfall yet, but they could already feel the threatening Yin Qi in the wind.
Navotz frowned as well.
"What's wrong, Singer?" Dalymore asked.
"This pressure reminds me of the third night that happened in downtown Los Angeles two years ago."
Chen Zhao was about to part ways with them, but after hearing Navotz's words, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you think this tropical cyclone is similar to Third Night?"
"I can't say for sure, but the signs of weather change will only appear on the third night. According to the weather station's weather report, the tropical cyclone will make landfall in three days. If someone was awakening for the third night, it would be impossible for this sign to appear on the first day.
"I still have something to do. I'm leaving." Chen Zhao's expression suddenly turned serious.
Looking at Chen Zhao's departing figure, Navotz touched her left arm.
"Dalymore, it's best not to go out these few days."
"What's wrong? Is it because of the hurricane? "
"Did you forget what I said? Last time, a ghost ship was blown ashore. People really died then."
Navotz looked around again. "This is really uncomfortable."
"Singer, come stay at my place for a few days," Dalymore said. "I'm a bit scared by myself. I'm also planning to give my employees a few days off. I'll go back to work after the tropical cyclone passes."
"Sure."
Nawotz Singh looked around, the uncomfortable feeling getting more obvious.
"Dalymore, you drive."
Sitting in the car, Nawotz Singh started using magic.
Dahlia had been learning magic from Navotz for a while. She could feel the mana undulations coming from Navotz's body.
However, she didn't understand what spell Navotz was using from the car.
Suddenly, images flashed through Navotz's mind.
A pair of eyes was staring at her!
That bad feeling came from that pair of eyes staring at him.
"Dalymore, stop the car. I might need to deal with some trouble."
"Here? There are so many people here. Are you sure you want to fight someone here? "
"I don't want to cause trouble for you."
"I'm your student. Did you forget?"
Navotz hesitated for a moment. "Alright then … drive the car to a more secluded place."
"Do you know who's causing trouble for you?"
"I'm probably from a Roma family," Navotz said. "I don't have any enemies. It can only be people from my family."
"Why would someone from the same family cause trouble for you?"
"My family has a custom. Every awakened witch in the family can inherit a magic tool. Of course, I also inherited a magic tool. Magic tools are very rare, and the number of magic tools in the family is limited. It's first come, first served, and the latecomers don't have a chance. They either have to wait for the previous witch to die and then inherit it, or snatch it from other witches."
"The people who came to find trouble with me probably had this intention. Through my ESP vision, I felt that those eyes belonged to people that I've seen before. No matter how I counted, there were only a few people that I had seen before."
"What magic tool did you inherit?"
Nawatz Shingles pointed to the earrings in her ears.
Dalymore looked at Navotz's earrings. They were made of silver and had two small stars on them. The design was quite unique.
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