Full-Time Magister: Throne of Dimensions

Chapter 49 The Forgetful Worm

"Achoo~" Jiuyou, who was making tea, suddenly sneezed. It was a bit strange. How could a ghost still sneeze?

"Someone is thinking of you," a frail-looking old man who could barely walk said with a smile.

"Don't joke around. I've been asleep for thousands of years, and no one remembers me anymore." Jiuyouhou shook her head with a smile and brought the brewed tea to the old man.

The old man took the tea, sipped it, and then handed it back to Jiuyouhou, commenting, "It's still not good enough. This tea isn't ready yet; it doesn't suit your status as Jiuyouhou."

Upon hearing this, Jiuyou's face fell. He floated up to a tree, sullenly, and leaned against a branch, gazing into the distance.

Hey……

Jiuyou was helpless. He originally wanted to find that old man Liu to take a look, but he ended up being left here to brew tea. He clearly brewed the tea very well, to the best of his ability, but the old man insisted that it was still lacking and that he should give it to Deng'er.

……

Su Ming didn't go home; he went to the Ancient Capital Academy because he felt something in his stomach that was preventing him from cultivating in peace. He needed to get rid of it.

Su Ming ran all the way to the principal's office, pushed open the door, and saw an old man sitting inside. The old man wasn't angry when he saw Su Ming; instead, he smiled slightly and asked, "Is there something you need, student?"

After Su Ming recounted his experiences and feelings, the old principal's eyes lit up immediately: "Come, come, stretch out your hand and let me see it."

The old principal grasped Su Ming's hand and began to take his pulse, his brows furrowed, before finally releasing Su Ming's hand after a long while.

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Your situation is actually easy to resolve, but there will be some follow-up troubles. How about this, you should just stay at school for now and not run around, otherwise you could easily run into danger."

The old principal's words stirred something within Su Ming, prompting him to consider various possibilities, but he didn't dismiss any of them.

"What caused this?" Su Ming asked.

"It was done by the Black Vatican. You have a kind of worm in your body, which they use to locate you. It doesn't cause too much damage, but they mainly use your hands to mark people they're targeting. Killing this worm will also expose your location," the old headmaster said slowly, taking a sip of tea.

The Black Vatican, the mastermind behind the disaster in Bo City, an organization that is hated by both gods and men. Su Ming paused for a moment, thinking that it would be better for him to leave the ancient capital. Why would this organization target him?

It's so unfair that I was targeted just for drinking a glass of water.

"Then... let's kill that bug." Su Ming said. So what if he's being targeted? He won't leave for a while and will stay in the principal's office. This is the safest place in the Ancient Capital Academy. He believes that the Black Vatican group won't think of coming to the Ancient Capital Academy to kill him.

"Don't worry, I'll suppress this bug first, so you won't be discovered by the Black Vatican for the time being." The old headmaster seemed very relaxed, as if this kind of thing happened often.

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in the old headmaster's hand, and then he withdrew his hand and said, "Alright, I've suppressed the insect. Don't worry."

Is that... all done?

Su Ming's eyes widened in disbelief. What had just happened? He only saw a flash of white light and then everything was fine.

This is a top-tier magician? This is the headmaster of the ancient capital's academy!

That's the kind of magician Su Ming wants to become.

"Actually, you don't need to worry. The Black Vatican is now universally condemned, so it doesn't dare to openly harm people in the country," the old headmaster said with a smile.

Su Ming understood the old principal's unspoken meaning. He went outside and then to the room next to the principal's office. It was an abandoned classroom, covered in dust. After cleaning up a corner, Su Ming sat down on the floor.

This place is great. The old headmaster can give Su Ming a sense of security. Now he can join the Meditation Cult at will and is not worried about the Black Church at all.

Su Ming felt that it was best to stay home as much as possible before he mastered his divine skills.

I've encountered so many things in the past couple of days, and they've all been incredibly difficult to deal with.

The old principal walked out of his office, and after confirming that Su Ming was not eavesdropping, he took out his phone and made a call, which was answered shortly afterward.

Old Headmaster: "Han Ji, I have a rather troublesome matter here, which I suspect is related to the Black Vatican. Could you come over and take a look?"

Han Ji: "No problem, I'll come over after I finish what I'm doing here."

Old headmaster: "Okay, let me know when you come."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two hung up the phone, and the old principal sat back down in his seat.

He couldn't solve Su Ming's problem. In the end, he could only see that Su Ming's body was not in good health. The insects were very well hidden. If it weren't for the fleeting aura, the old principal wouldn't have known.

As a school principal, he couldn't let the students who came for help down, so he made a small change and is now seeking outside assistance.

Han Ji, president of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower Magic Association, is the number one healer in the ancient capital, and arguably the number one in the country, leading the way in the field of healing.

With Han Ji coming over, the resolution of this matter is a foregone conclusion.

On the other end, Han Ji hung up the phone, looking at the emotionally agitated man and the quiet, easygoing woman in front of him with a sense of speechlessness.

"Brother, you're in too much of a hurry. I was just about to go down to see you when you brought people up here using magic. You should know that this is the Magic Association. You'll get arrested for doing this." Han Ji sighed, not bothering with this small matter. He looked at Mu Qianjin, took her hand, and began to observe the changes in Mu Qianjin's body.

"The Black Vatican has invented another kind of insect; it's truly terrifying." Han Ji felt a chill run down his spine and dared not be negligent in the slightest.

After dealing with the insects on Mu Qianjin's body, Han Ji arrived at the Ancient Capital Academy and went straight to the principal's office, where he met Su Ming. After a brief conversation, Han Ji also removed the insects from Su Ming's body.

As for why Han Ji came, in the words of the old principal, it was for insurance.

Su Ming had never met Han Ji, but he trusted Han Ji completely. Han Ji was the leading figure in the domestic healing system. If he couldn't be trusted, then there weren't many people in the world who could be trusted.

Han Ji did not leave the academy immediately, but chatted with the old principal. Han Ji sighed, "To be honest, I can't be sure if the problem has been solved. This bug of the Black Vatican is a new product. It has never appeared before. Now we can only deal with it according to my speculation. You'd better remind them so that they won't be completely confused when it breaks out."

"We'll see. As long as there are no problems in the next two years, that's fine." The old principal waved his hand, not caring at all.

Han Ji didn't say anything. He had been researching various insects of the Black Vatican recently, such as forget-me-nots, and was making great progress. Although Su Mingmu's daughter had the latest variety, he was sure he would find a way to deal with it.

As for two years, Han Ji wasn't sure if the insect would stay dormant for that long.

Based on his initial assessment, this insect should be called the Forget-Me-Not Insect.

Forgetting one's heart is a good thing for some people, but a bad thing for others. What kind of person is someone who has forgotten their heart?

It's not impossible that they could join the Black Vatican by then.

……

After returning home, Su Ming has been cultivating, but he didn't go back to his own home. Instead, he stayed in a room next to the principal's office. He doesn't plan to go back yet, as the entrance ceremony is tomorrow.

This year also marks the 90th anniversary of the founding of the ancient capital's university, which will be a very large-scale event.

The ancient capital's academy was packed with people, the road was crowded with them. Those who were considered geniuses in their hometowns were able to get into the ancient capital's academy, which proved that their talents were top-notch, without any problem.

These places are full of geniuses in ancient capitals.

In their local area, they were highly regarded geniuses; in the ancient capital's academy, they were just ordinary students.

Su Ming was one of them, walking in the crowd and not particularly noticeable.

Su Ming looked at the empty space that had unconsciously formed around him and fell into deep thought.

Well, he does attract a lot of attention because he doesn't live in the dormitory after enrollment. Most students live in the dormitory and have their own small groups, but Su Ming is the only one. Plus, he's quite handsome, so he naturally gets more attention.

Su Ming didn't feel embarrassed at all. He knew that as long as he wasn't embarrassed, it was others who would feel awkward.

When they were halfway there, Su Ming suddenly stopped. He was stunned as he looked at the students who were finding their seats according to their department.

Well, he doesn't know where a summoner should sit.

Su Ming looked around but didn't ask the teacher where the summoning system was located. He just found an empty seat and sat down.

Only freshmen came here, and the number of freshmen alone was far from enough to fill the venue; most of the seats were empty.

Shortly after Su Ming sat down, someone came over and sat next to him. Then, other people gradually came over and filled the area. Su Ming felt a little uncomfortable among this group of people. Even though he had chosen such a remote spot, there were still people sitting there. Just as he was about to leave, the person next to him smiled and spoke.

"Hello, my name is Mu Bai." He was a handsome man, but he didn't look immature. Instead, he gave off a mature vibe. His eyes seemed to hold something very deep, making it impossible for people to see through him.

Out of politeness, Su Ming sat back down and replied with a smile, "My name is Su Ming, a student in the Summoning Department."