Fairy Tail: Vector Manipulation

Makarov said, "Don't move. Be careful not to tear the wound open."

Chen Fan looked up to show that he was fine, then slowly unwound the bandage. A long wound stretched across his right hand, probably cut by a fragment of the gate.

He covered the wound on his right hand with his left, and the injury began healing at a visible speed. Before long, even the slightest trace had vanished. Makarov and the others could only stare wide-eyed, feeling as though their eyes were not enough.

Yet sweat had appeared across Chen Fan's forehead as he used his ability to heal the wound. It seemed that using Level 1 to treat an injury like this was still quite strenuous. He could not help missing the days when he had been Level 5, when even a body covered in wounds could heal almost instantly. Seeing that the wound had finally healed, Chen Fan let out a breath of relief.

When he looked up and saw everyone staring at his right hand, he smiled. "I guess this counts as my magic too."

He got off the bed and stepped onto the floor, hopping a few times and stretching his numb body. Then he said to Makarov, "All right, Master, I'm completely better now. It's time to introduce myself to everyone. I can't keep them waiting too long." With that, he turned and walked out of the bedroom, leaving behind a group of wide-eyed people.

The moment he stepped out of the bedroom, the previously noisy guild hall fell completely silent.

Chen Fan saw that there seemed to be quite a lot of people in the guild. It looked like they truly took the arrival of a newcomer seriously. He had no idea that he had become famous because he was the first person to come join Fairy Tail and faint right outside the front gate.

Because of that, everyone was curious about Chen Fan and wanted to see what he looked like.

Countless gazes shot toward Chen Fan, looking him up and down as though he had three heads and six arms.

Some of those looks were so blatant that they seemed capable of seeing through the color of Chen Fan's underwear. Frightened, he hurriedly covered his pants and looked warily at the people around him.

Just as Chen Fan was about to crack under the pressure, Makarov and the others finally came out of the room and walked over to the reception desk in the guild hall.

"Ahem." After clearing his throat, he said, "Quiet down." The moment he said it, he felt it was unnecessary. The guild, which was usually so lively, was astonishingly quiet today. He felt a little awkward, but fortunately, the thick skin he had cultivated over the years did not fail him at such a crucial moment.

"Ahem." After clearing his throat again, he said, "This is our new guild member, Chen Fan. Everyone, give him a warm welcome." He took the lead in applauding, and applause immediately broke out, making the atmosphere feel incredibly enthusiastic.

"Oh, oh... welcome to Fairy Tail! Welcome, welcome!"

"Welcome to Fairy Tail!"

"Welcome!"

"Welcome!"...

Almost everyone clapped and welcomed Chen Fan, making his face flush bright red. He had never experienced anything like this before. The largest crowd he had ever faced had come to take his life.

Feeling the lively atmosphere, Chen Fan was truly glad that he had transmigrated into Fairy Tail. He also felt that joining Fairy Tail had been the right decision.

After a while, Makarov raised a hand to signal for quiet. The still-noisy guild quickly fell silent. It seemed Makarov truly held considerable authority, Chen Fan thought.

Seeing that the hall had quieted down, Makarov continued, "Now, Chen Fan will introduce himself. Everyone, applaud." Once again, he began clapping first, and the atmosphere immediately became lively as the people in the hall followed suit.

Chen Fan took a step forward. "Ahem." After clearing his throat, he said, "Hello, everyone. My name is Chen Fan. I'm truly happy to be able to join the big family of Fairy Tail. Thank you, everyone." Then he took a step back.

"What kind of magic do you use?" A voice rang out. Chen Fan immediately knew it was Natsu. This guy really was a battle maniac. You want to fight me? I'm not going to let you have your way, Chen Fan thought.

Looking around, Chen Fan saw that almost everyone was watching him with curious eyes. Even Makarov, the Guild Master, had perked up his ears, wanting to know what kind of magic Chen Fan used.

When Makarov had brought Chen Fan back, he simply had not wanted to see a child left without a home. But after Chen Fan displayed that ability just now, Makarov knew he had picked up a treasure.

Yet with all of Makarov's years of experience, he still had no idea what kind of magic Chen Fan had used. When Chen Fan had used his superpower to heal his wound, there had been no magical fluctuations at all. So Makarov also wanted to hear exactly what kind of magic Chen Fan possessed.

"It's nothing impressive. According to the classification of magic, I suppose mine should be healing magic," Chen Fan said, waving a hand.

"Healing magic?" Makarov said. It seemed Makarov was indeed quite knowledgeable.

"It can make wounds heal quickly without leaving scars. As long as someone still has a breath left in them, it can more or less save their life."