Chapter 167
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Naruto swallowed his saliva. He felt that his breathing was very rapid. Betty had already told him that this step was the key factor in determining whether he could become a magician or not.
"Naruto, watch carefully. Now sit down like me." Betty sat down on the chair. Naruto immediately sat down like Betty.
"This is the magic meditation method. Close your eyes and try to empty your mind. Don't think about anything in your mind." Betty said softly. She herself learned magic this way.
"Okay!" Naruto sounded nervous. He closed his eyes and tried to do as Betty said.
Chen Ze stood in the kitchen and touched his head. He was still pickling pork chops. It seemed that he could try the meditation method Betty said at night.
Chen Ze poked his head out and took a look. Betty was closing her eyes and laying her hands on the table. Naruto on the opposite side was doing the same.
"What an eyesore …" Chen Ze shook his head silently. The two of them seemed to be engaging in some kind of strange performance art. It looked particularly embarrassing.
However, Chen Ze wasn't very optimistic about the result of this meditation. Naruto was an impatient person. At least, Naruto was like this now.
Chen Ze felt that it was difficult for a child to be patient and empty his mind as much as possible.
For Chen Ze, emptying his mind was more like being in a daze. But for Naruto, it might be a good time to take a nap.
However, Chen Ze was also curious. If Naruto really mastered magic, would it cause any unique changes to Naruto's world?
When he thought of Naruto facing Uchiha Madara in the future, Chen Ze had an impulse to laugh.
Uchiha Madara: "Do you want to dance too?"
Naruto: "Wait for me. I'm preparing the Forbidden Spell."
Or even if Naruto learned magic and used Pyroblast on Zabuza's face, it would be interesting.
But the most important thing is whether Naruto can learn Magic and master the power of the Magic World.
The restaurant was very quiet. Chen Ze threw the pork chop into the oil pan, making a sizzling sound.
"The curry is almost done. We can cut the pork chops and serve them on the table later. Let's make a big Qi Feng cake for dessert today." Chen Ze took out some flour from the fridge.
The magic circle flashed gently. Chen Ze frowned and sensed it. Kurama was attacking Naruto's seal, but he was restrained by the purple light of the magic circle.
"How could I forget this guy?" Chen Ze patted his forehead. He almost forgot that Kurama was in Naruto's body.
Chen Ze observed the big fox through the magic array. It seemed very uneasy, its tail constantly wagging.
"What did Naruto do? By right, Naruto shouldn't be able to sense Kurama yet, right? "Chen Ze frowned and walked out.
He felt that it should be the reason why Naruto practiced Magic. This was the only possibility.
Betty saw Chen Ze coming over and raised her … index finger to Chen Ze, signaling Chen Ze not to speak.
Chen Ze took a deep breath. This bastard succubus. She definitely wanted to raise her middle finger just now, but changed it temporarily.
"Store Manager ~ Naruto-chan seems to have sensed Magic Elements." Betty whispered in Chen Ze's ear.
Chen Ze looked at Naruto in surprise. Should I say that he's indeed the Child of the Plane? With such talent in Magic, Chen Ze was looking forward to Naruto's future life.
"How long will it take?" Chen Ze asked. After all, Naruto came to eat. What's more, if a loud voice came in later, wouldn't it disturb Naruto?
"This … depends on the talent." Betty scratched her head embarrassedly. She usually enters the state of meditation for less than ten seconds and automatically exits.
It was precisely for this reason that Betty became a defective product of the Succubus Clan.
"Can you estimate how long it will take?" Chen Ze looked at his phone. He would be able to put the cake into the oven in a while.
"Well … two hours for a genius, five minutes for a normal person?" Betty gave her own estimate. After all, it's the first time for meditation. It can't be too long, unless he's the illegitimate child of the Goddess of Magic.
It's important to know that there's a limit to the human spirit. Ordinary people have never touched Magic. Their spirit is easily filled with Magic. At that time, the meditation process will automatically stop.
Chen Ze rolled his eyes. He was wondering why he could always see the search records on Tieba when he turned on the computer recently.
Betty must have been on Tieba and then learned some strange knowledge.
Chen Ze inexplicably remembered the recently popular emoji pack.
Betty: Strange knowledge increased!
Chen Ze almost couldn't help but laugh out loud. With Betty's appearance, it was really quite funny to see her make that retarded expression.
"Then pay attention to the guests and explain the situation to them. Most of them will understand." Chen Ze looked at his phone. It's time to bake a cake.
"Freymea, you untrustworthy person, today is the day you die!" A knight raised his shield and blocked Freymea's dragon breath.
"Master Trez, how do you want to split the dragon?" A brawny man at the back of the crowd looked coldly at the white-bearded old man beside him.
"Captain Foss, our Magic Association has made the biggest contribution this time. I want half of the dragon. Do you have any objections?" Trez held his staff and looked at Freymea in front of him.
A red dragon, every part of its body was a treasure. Its blood was a precious alchemy material, not to mention its scales, which could be used to make defensive items against Fire Magic.
"The dragon's bones belong to me." A Necromancer laughed sinisterly.
"As you wish." The knight and the Necromancer looked at each other. They had no objections.
This was a Necromancer with a supernatural existence. Even the forces behind them did not want to offend a Necromancer.
Freymea panted heavily. Blood dripped from her wound, burning small pits on the ground.
"You bastards, hurry up! The dragon blood is worth 300 gold coins per drop! "Foss stomped his feet in anger.
Freymea raised her head. Mana gathered in her mouth and she spat out a dragon breath in Foss' direction.
"Haha, bastard, do you think you can hurt me?" Foss laughed and used his two-handed sword to parry the dragon breath.
"Weaken!" The Necromancer raised his hand. Freymea collapsed to the ground powerlessly under the power of the curse.
Now, it was time to split the spoils.
Freymea panted. She was not afraid of death. She looked at the sky and saw a figure. She knew that it was her father, looking at her from the sky.
Beside her father were two figures. They were the spirits of the Dragon God. Freymea knew very well that she would be thrown into the abyss of souls.
"Dragon Life …" Freymea closed her eyes.
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