A Large Wave of Undead Club

The daytime commotion had passed.

That night, Xu Fang, Mo Fan, and Zhang Xiaohou sat around a small grill on the rooftop of Xu Fang's home. The meat skewers in their hands sizzled with fat, dripping onto the charcoal and releasing an enticing aroma.

"Brother Fang, once you go to the Ancient Capital, will you ever come back to Bocheng?" Zhang Xiaohou asked.

"Of course. I'm transferring as a visiting student, so my enrollment's still in Bocheng. I'll have to come back to take the college entrance exam in my senior year." Xu Fang pinched some cumin powder and sprinkled it evenly over the skewers.

"But the Ancient Capital's so dangerous. You're only a Beginner Mage..." Zhang Xiaohou said, full of worry.

"Aw, Monkey, why are you trying to talk him out of it? I think Yellow Hair's doing the right thing!" Mo Fan took a swig of liquor and bit into a skewer. "You'll never become a true powerhouse without seeing blood. In a few days, I'm going to try my luck with the Hunter's Alliance too!"

"But..."

Zhang Xiaohou was about to say more when the wind around them suddenly picked up.

"We have a guest," Xu Fang said with a smile.

"Oh, now I'm a guest? Weren't you calling me 'brother' every other word this afternoon?" The Wind Element star path beside them vanished, and Zhan Kong appeared at the edge of the rooftop, grumbling. "Damn it, the Mu Family members went to Xuefeng Mountain to give me trouble this afternoon. I had to curse them out before they'd finally leave."

"That's only because your reputation carries so much weight." Knowing he was in the wrong, Xu Fang hurriedly smiled ingratiatingly. "You haven't eaten, have you? Monkey, bring our Legion Commander a chair."

From the moment Zhan Kong appeared, Zhang Xiaohou had been frozen in place.

At Xu Fang's words, he hurriedly brought over a little stool. Zhan Kong made himself at home, sat down, and immediately started eating the skewers.

"I've already put in a word for you with the Central Military Region. Just call when you arrive, and someone will come get you," Zhan Kong said. "I saw your exam results. They were passable, I suppose. Don't embarrass me when you get to the Ancient Capital."

"Don't worry." Xu Fang's expression was unusually serious for once. Zhan Kong nodded, then turned his attention to Mo Fan. "You're Mo Fan, the one who cultivates the Fire Element?"

"That's me." Mo Fan sized him up. "What do you want?"

"Heh, you've got some spirit." Zhan Kong wasn't bothered. "You can already Release Magic, so magic high school doesn't mean much to you anymore. How about coming to Xuefeng Mountain and working with me? I guarantee the Mu Family won't dare give you trouble."

"No!" Mo Fan rejected him without a second thought.

His life goal was to get into a good magic university, slap Old Man Mu in the face, marry Mu Ningxue, and buy Xin Xia a Wing Magic Tool.

He wasn't about to spend his whole life trudging up a mountain to hunt wolves!

Seeing how firm he was, Zhan Kong didn't try to persuade him further. To him, Mo Fan was just a promising young Fire Element mage. It'd be great if he could recruit him, but no big deal if he couldn't.

Zhang Xiaohou stared eagerly at Zhan Kong.

What about me? What about me?

But to his disappointment, Zhan Kong didn't ask him anything. He just bent his head and kept eating.

The next day, Xu Fang took a car to Xiamen Island, the island nearest to Bocheng. From there, he took a bullet train to the Magic City, then transferred to the Magic City–Ancient Capital line that ran from north to south.

Compared with the technology plane, transportation in the magic plane was extremely inconvenient.

It wasn't because of the level of technology. In fact, to people from the technology plane, the Magic Trains powered by various magic arrays would seem like cutting-edge technology.

The biggest problem in this plane was safety.

With Demon Beasts running rampant, every route had to be protected by a Safety Zone, making maintenance costs incredibly high.

Air travel was even worse. It cost about as much as Xinjiang Province Qiegao. By the time you boarded, your wallet—and even your underwear—had already said goodbye to you.

The Magic City train station was packed with people.

"Why can't we leave yet? I've already been waiting for two days! Why can't we leave?"

"Sir, please calm down. We've already explained the reason. The Fengzhou Scarlet Leopard Tribe is in revolt, so this route has been delayed..."

"What does that have to do with me? Who's going to cover my losses?"

"Sir, you can file an insurance claim. Please don't make things difficult for our staff."

"What did you just say? Say it again if you've got the guts! You dare talk back to me? What kind of attitude is that?"

A man in a suit berated the staff member, who stood in front of him looking aggrieved. A crowd had gathered around them.

Xu Fang glanced over but didn't pay it any attention. Boarding had already begun for his train, and he had no time to get caught up in the commotion.

The train slowly pulled out of the Magic City station and arrived in the Ancient Capital ten hours later. Xu Fang put away his luggage, sat down, and opened A Large Wave of Undead Club.

Compared with a backwater city like Bocheng, the Ancient Capital's prosperity showed in every way.

Take mage forums, for example. All kinds of strange and wonderful forums were active in the Ancient Capital, attracting huge numbers of mages.

The most popular ones, such as Bell Tower Magic Association Official Forum and Gudu Hunter Alliance Online, had each drawn over a million visitors at their peak!

The one Xu Fang had visited, A Large Wave of Undead Club, was a little more niche. Its members were mainly young mages from the Ancient Capital.

[Giant Mountain Super Power Tyrant]: "I'm in the Magic City and just got on the train. [Picture] [Picture]"

[A Big Red Flower on the Head]: "Holy crap, you actually came!"

[Expert of Picking Feet]: "Brother, why would you do this to yourself? The Magic City's a much better place to stay. Fewer Demon Beasts, more mages, and if the sky falls, plenty of Super Mages to hold it up. Isn't that better than feeding yourself to the undead in the Ancient Capital?"

[Desperate Duck Neck]: "Little Giant Mountain, you've lost your mind! Go look through Gudu Hunter Alliance Online. It's practically turned into the Ancient Capital Morgue!"

[Cucumber Big Girl]: "Oh, come on, don't scare him! You're going to make him run away! (〃＞目＜)"

[A Big Red Flower on the Head]: "Scare him? I'm just telling it like it is! Cucumber, I heard your second-year class didn't even fill up this year."

[Cucumber Big Girl]: "Well, that's because of this year's military training! They all got so scared they transferred out! Cowards! ヽ(｀⌒メ)ノ"

[Giant Mountain Super Power Tyrant]: "There's no way I'm running. I'm a young man with ambition, about to pursue my dreams on the streets of the Ancient Capital. Send me any tips you've got!"

[Must Be Hard When There Are Balls]: "I know this one! Get off at Ancient Capital West Station, turn right and go straight for a kilometer, then turn right again. There's a health foot massage place..."

([Must Be Hard When There Are Balls] has been muted by a moderator for one hour)

[A Pot of Old Wine]: "Do that again and you're getting kicked out! First of all, welcome, Giant Mountain! Let's all work together to build a beautiful Ancient Capital! (Handshake) (Handshake) Check your private messages for my tips. They're just a few thoughts of mine."

[Expert of Picking Feet]: "Brother Old Wine, you're back from the Wild Goose Pagoda? How was it?"

[A Pot of Old Wine]: "I gained a lot. It's hard to explain—you should all try it for yourselves sometime! (Fist) (Fist)"

[A Big Red Flower on the Head]: "We don't get that chance. We've got our placement exams as soon as school starts, and I still haven't saved enough undead points!"

The forum was lively.

[A Pot of Old Wine] was the moderator of A Large Wave of Undead Club. His ID had certifications from Gudu Academy and as an Intermediate Mage. He spoke like someone from the previous generation and was unquestionably the big brother of the forum.

[Cucumber Big Girl] was a student at Gudu No. 3 Middle School, a lively and sweet girl who was doted on by all the older brothers and sisters.

The others were familiar faces too. [A Big Red Flower on the Head] and [Expert of Picking Feet] both attended non-elite universities in the Ancient Capital, while [Desperate Duck Neck] was a Hunter Mage with the Hunter's Alliance.

As for [Must Be Hard When There Are Balls], he was a freelance mage like Mo Fan, the sort who could turn any conversation into something vulgar in no time.

Xu Fang opened his private messages and found the guide [A Pot of Old Wine] had sent him. It covered ways to deal with common undead. For example, strike skeletons at the joints, and when an Ice Element mage held off a zombie, watch out for it ripping off its own hands and feet so it could keep moving.

It was very useful, and Xu Fang read it carefully.

Undead were different from Demon Beasts. You couldn't use the same methods to deal with them. Xu Fang was there to gain experience, not to get himself killed!