The same familiar Mage Tower.
The same familiar shabby gate.
And a completely unfamiliar brown bear sprawled over the desk...
"Mentor, what happened to you?"
Seeing Rex sprawled over the desk with a deathly pale face, looking as if he were about to die, Fang Zheng could not help but jump in fright. He had come to the White Tower of Heaven for the magical exchange conference and had decided to visit his mentor while he was here. But what was this? A sudden illness? Should he call 120? Oh... right, this world did not have 120.
"Oh, you're here..."
Hearing Fang Zheng's voice, Rex weakly opened his eyes and glanced at him before closing them again.
"Uh... I came to visit you, Mentor. Are you... sick?"
Fang Zheng looked at the broad, burly Rex and simply could not understand why he looked like he was on his last breath.
"It's all your fault."
"Mine?"
Fang Zheng felt utterly wronged. He had been sitting at home when blame fell from the sky. What had he done? He had stayed inside Heavenly Dao Palace this entire time without stepping a foot outside. How had this become his fault again?
"You gave Lady Colette that thing before... the Electronic Microscope, right?"
"Yeah..."
It was only a biological electronic microscope. It was not even expensive. Colette had wanted one, so Fang Zheng had given it to her. What was the problem?
"Sigh..."
Rex sighed again.
"So, you know what's in our blood, right?"
"Red blood cells, white blood cells, platelets?"
Fang Zheng thought carefully before answering. When had his mentor become interested in this sort of thing?
"Sigh..."
Hearing Fang Zheng's answer, Rex sighed once more, looking utterly despondent.
"Doesn't that make you uncomfortable?"
"...?"
Fang Zheng had no idea what Rex was