Reverend Insanity

“Wake up! Hey, wake up, kid. ”

Penda opened his eyes with difficulty, and in a very blurred vision, he saw a face. He was a middle-aged man with a beard, a pair of triangular eyes revealing a bright color and a white headscarf on his head.

Pendaton was shocked.

He obviously remembers sleeping in his bedroom. How did a strange man break into his house?

He immediately sat up on the ground, and the next moment, he stood still again.

“Where am I?!” He was stunned to see himself in a desert, at a time when the sky and clouds were thin, the sun was sky and the hot air was vaporizing.

“Ha ha, this kid is confused. ”

“He's still alive after being attacked by a bunch of sand wolves in the desert. ”

Those around him are not just middle-aged beards, but the rest of the numbers, all around him.

And not far away, there was a team of camels, resting on the ground.

“Kid, this is the Wolf Desert, and when we found you, your people were dead. The coyotes are eating your corpses, and we expelled the coyotes and found that you were the only one breathing. ”

“My name is Molly, and I'm the leader of this business. I saved your life and healed your wounds. It's your fate to meet us. Do you remember anything now?” The middle-aged beard opens its mouth, "he said.

Penda sat in the desert, and the hot rust and the hot sun allowed him to gradually react.

None of this is a dream!

“I'm through! ”

“Goddamn it, there's something going on in the world, and it's on me! ”

“But how? I was obviously modifying the program code last night and came here the next day. ”

“Look at their costumes and their language, obviously different worlds. ”

“And why do I know the language of the world? As if speaking a different language, it has become an instinct! ”

Penta couldn't help but dry her tongue and her heart beat. He was suddenly overwhelmed by such a shock, and he couldn't help but panic and cry bitterness.

But beside him, several strong men stared closely at him. Penda had to calm herself down and shook her head with both hands. “I, I just remember my name was Penda. As for the rest... damn, how can I not remember? ”

“Really? You lost your memory? ”

“What a disappointment. ”

“He's not a magician, he's just a mortal, remember? ”

Everyone around them was talking.

Molly, a middle-aged beard, took a deep look at Penda, and her eyes flashed away: “If you can't remember clearly, forget it. I hope you can remember someday. What are you going to do next, join my team? ”

Penda nodded hastily, and he wouldn't dare to stay alone in the desert: "Uncle Molly, I'll pay for your help. Now, wherever you go, please take me with you. Because I don't know where I'm going. ”

His face was blind, but he came from the heart. When I first got to the world, I really didn't know what to do.

“Then follow us.” Molly nodded and turned around to tell the people around him, "to arrange a camel for the Penda boy. ”

“Yes.” Someone's in charge, “Kid, come with me. ”

When Penda was led to the camel, he couldn't help but stare into his eyes and wonder: “Is this a camel? ”

The magician who led him here was strange: "Boy, are you from the West? You don't even know a camel? ”

The camel does not have a hump, but rather has a recessed back, forming an elliptical pit. The camel owner lies in a pit with soft fur and a suitable temperature, very comfortable. The magician smoothly packed up all the goods in the pit and built a tent on it. Some of the cargo is tied to the side of the camel and beneath the tent.

Penda continued to disguise herself as a painful face and said, "I don't remember, damn it, I can't even remember! ”

The magician glanced at him: "I don't care what you forget, but remember, your life was saved by our leader. Since you joined the merchants, ate ours, drank ours, lived with us, you had to work, remember? ”

Penda nodded quickly: "Of course, you can tell me. I will do my best! ”

“Mmm.” The magician nodded slightly, barely satisfied.

But at this point, a bearded Molly's voice came from afar: "Don't embarrass him, let the young man rest and relax. Being able to meet in this vast desert is a fate. It's not easy to live in this desert. ”

The magician who led Penda sighed and shouted: "Boss, you're still so kind. ”

Penda couldn't help but get more fond of Molly. He couldn't help but respond out loud: "Thank you very much, uncle, I will repay you well! ”

Mollyhaha laughed. “Okay, kid, why don't you just lay down on the camel and rest for a while. ”

Then he shouted to everyone, “That's enough rest, let's move on! ”

So the camel bell rang, and the camel merchants started again slowly, trekking in the vast desert.

Penda is very comfortable lying on the back of a camel.

Alone, he finds with horror that his body is no longer the original one, but is clearly indigenous to the other world. His skin was tanned brown, his hands and feet rough and his joints thick.

“Turns out I just crossed my soul and borrowed a different indigenous body to resurrect. ”

“No wonder I speak in a different language. Too bad I didn't blend in with this indigenous memory. ”

“But it's good. My old body lacks exercise, my limbs are weak, but this one is physically strong and very young. ”

Penda couldn't sleep. After checking herself out, she began to constantly gauge the area and observe the opposite realm.

There was nothing to see in the desert, but his peers opened his eyes.

The food of the camel is actually some burning coal.

Businessmen can make water out of nothing, and there is no need to look for oases and water sources at all. It's walking in the desert, it's really too safe.

And in the evening, at the opening, one of the merchants planted seeds directly on the desert surface, and a dozen breaths produced trees and fruits.

Penda doesn't know what this fruit is called, but the fruit meat is very tender, sweet and fragrant in the mouth and very hungry.

Every little detail of life surprises Penda. At dinner, he finally had to ask Merchant Leader Molly.

“Boy, you really lost your memory! We're magicians. These are the magicians' tools.” Molly looked at Penda weirdly.

“The magician?” The first time Penda heard that name.

Molly looked even weirder, pointing her finger at Penda: "Boy, you're a magician, and you're a second-round magician. ”

“Ah?” Penda surprised.

After a bit of understanding, Penda suddenly became even more excited.

“Turns out there's a class of people in this world called magicians. They can practise through worms! ”

“The magician is divided into one to nine spins, most people in the merchant team are two spins, and the highest is Uncle Molly, who is three spins. And I am also a second changer, more accurately, the original owner of this body was a second changer. ”

“The magician practises to six turns, can be called the magic fairy, can move the mountains down the sea, can pick the stars and take the moon! ”

“At nine revolutions, that means the world is invincible, the world is unique!! ”

“God, what a wonderful world this is. Heaven told me to cross here, I must have made a difference. ”

“I must be unique, I must be able to be a man of honor. Yes, it must be wonderful to build a nine-spin, invincible world! ”

Penda was an ordinary man in the original world. Being an orphan, without a father, without a mother, without a lover, is nothing.

He was so excited that he couldn't resist the tiredness of constant attacks until late at night that he fell asleep.

What he did not know was that the merchants were also secretly discussing him.

“This kid actually lost his memory. I don't know what to say. Saying he's alive, or not? ”

“Is he really amnesia or is he pretending to be stupid? ”

“You don't have to be stupid, do you? I see that he was very surprised by the camels and our magicians' means, which are not pseudo-like. ”

“Whether he loses his memory or not, he is finally a second-turner and can be used by me. Save him.” Molly Road.

There is no objection to that.

A magician is much more valuable than a mortal. If Penda was just a mortal, these magicians would be lazy to rescue him even if they knew he was still breathing. But since he is a magician, he has salvation value, and he also has access to camel stepping, water and food supplies.

As we were discussing it, Molly suddenly frowned and looked like water: "Do you hear something? ”

Everyone's face changed, because at the next moment, the voice became loud, the noise was loud, and the heavens and the earth were shaken.

“Damn it! Looks like a hurricane. A massive hurricane! ”

“But this is the Wolf's Desert. How could there be a hurricane? ”

“Move, protect the merchants, move quickly! ”

The magicians panicked out of the tent, and as soon as they came outside, they stayed.

There was an infinite tide, rolling forward, like a tsunami, spreading from day to day. The tide of the mountains and seas, everywhere, brings up hundreds of millions of sand and dust, and it is appalling.

The most frightening look is all over the face of all the magicians.

It was a disaster far more terrible than a hurricane, and for a moment, the magicians felt the strong breath of death.

The merchants must be doomed. They just want to save their lives now!

“Run!” Molly bites his teeth and before his voice goes down, he has quickly retreated and tried his best to run.

The rest of the magicians reacted like electric shocks, all imitating, the Kung Wang fled.

Of the abandoned merchants, the camel herd is also disturbed by shouting.

There was nothing they could do, and all they seemed to receive was death.

In this chaos, Penda was still asleep, and a deadly crisis had engulfed him.

ps: Thank you to the new allies, thank you for the reward, it's very powerful. It also surprised me that the top 10 martial arts teams were in line, and it felt like we were strong. I was moved by a lot of comments. A lot of people read in high school and have graduated looking for a job. Some elementary schools are starting to see magic people, and they are almost graduating from college. So we've been with each other for so long!

Thank you for your support and understanding. Yesterday was very touching to me, and it made me stronger in my current way of writing - quality first, quantity second, effort second. In the final volume of The Magic Man, I will try to portray a grand era.

Also: I recently started to massively modify the typos and bugs in previous chapters. I'm so sorry for making these mistakes. Any indications in that regard would be welcome. What I want to present to you is a more perfect and correct world of magic.