: No more starving, borrowing Qinglong 1

Mika does indeed resemble an elemental being.

Lin Mian did not deny it.

Elemental beings refer to powerful creatures that control the seven elements.

However, Mika is not just a simple elemental being; she is a fire elemental spirit, similar to Little Flame Princess in the original work, who possesses unique advantages.

Even more powerful than Little Flame Princess!

Principal Zhu stood up abruptly, paced back and forth in his office a few times, then stopped abruptly, turned to look at Lin Mian, his gaze intense:

"Lin Mian, do you know what 'light-type beings' means?"

"I know, Principal Zhu." Lin Mian nodded.

The summoning plane is vast and boundless, containing countless kinds of creatures.

However, all summoned creatures have the same level as demons: servants, warriors, commanders, monarchs, and emperors.

Most summoning mages can only summon servant-level creatures; if they're lucky enough to encounter a warrior-level creature, they're already extremely fortunate.

Principal Zhu pointed at Mika: "Light-type beings are extremely rare in the summoning plane."

"I've taken a look, and once you reach maturity, you'll definitely be at the Commander level!"

Lin Mian remained outwardly calm, but inwardly he nodded in approval.

If Mika doesn't evolve, then it's true what Principal Zhu said.

It must be said that Principal Zhu's judgment is indeed sharp.

However, Mika is the eldest prince of the Amadeus Star System race, and he will evolve into a Child of Light in the future, reaching the level of an emperor.

Principal Zhu took an envelope from his drawer and pushed it in front of Lin Mian: "Lin Mian, you are so outstanding. This is a special bonus from the school for you, 100,000 yuan. Although it's not much, you deserve it."

Lin Mian picked up the envelope, didn't open it, and put it directly into his pocket: "Thank you, Principal."

Principal Zhu waved his hand and took out another envelope from the drawer: "This is the guaranteed admission money, 500,000." He handed the envelope to Lin Mian.

Lin Mian was indeed recommended for admission, but he did not enroll.

Who knows if Lin Mian will change his mind?

After all, the conditions offered by Imperial Capital Academy and Pearl Academy are much better than those offered by Tianlan Magic High School.

Principal Zhu was also surprised that Lin Mian still chose Tianlan Magic High School.

"In addition, there's the pension for your father and mother..." Principal Zhu's voice softened a bit, "This is from the government, a total of three million."

Principal Zhu then took out another envelope.

Lin Mian's eyes narrowed slightly as he took the paper bag, his fingers tightening slightly.

Three million is no small sum.

With the school's bonus, Lin Mian now has 3.6 million!

Although they can't afford spirit seeds, at least Xiao Mi won't go hungry anymore.

"Lin Mian, your father and mother are heroes, and you have not let them down."

"Nurture your summoned creatures well and hone your magic. In the future, you will surely go further than your father and mother."

Lin Mian stood up and bowed slightly to Principal Zhu: "Principal, I'll head back now."

"Go."

Lin Mian turned and walked out of the office, with Mika standing steadily on his shoulder.

The corridor was empty, and the setting sun slanted in through the window, casting a long shadow of him.

He touched the envelope in his pocket, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Bonuses, promotion incentives, and survivor's benefits—this trip was well worth it.

As Lin Mian walked out of the administration building, he saw Mo Fan and Zhang Xiaohou squatting by the flower bed, looking like two eager monkeys.

"Old Mian! Over here!" Mo Fan waved and shouted.

Lin Mian walked over, and Zhang Xiaohou immediately came up to him, looking him up and down:

"Brother Mian, are you alright? Did Principal Zhu give you any trouble?"

"What could he possibly have done?" Mo Fan rolled his eyes. "Look at the smug look on his face, he must have gotten something out of it."

Lin Mian smiled, took out three envelopes from his pocket, and waved them in front of the two men: "Three million six hundred thousand, given by the school and the country."

Zhang Xiaohou's eyes widened: "How much?! Three million six hundred thousand?!"

Mo Fan was also taken aback for a moment, then grabbed Lin Mian's shoulder and said, "Wow, Lao Mian, you've struck it rich! No wonder you weren't flustered when you were called to the office. Come on, come on, the barbecue is on you tonight!"

"Didn't you say it was your treat?" Lin Mian raised an eyebrow.

"I'll treat you!" Mo Fan waved his hand. "Anyway, you're rich now, you can treat me back later."

Zhang Xiaohou chuckled beside him, "Brother Fan is shrewd; he'll never lose out."

The three of them walked back laughing and joking, their shadows overlapping in the setting sun.

Mika yawned on Lin Mian's shoulder, squinting her eyes, seemingly enjoying this rare moment of leisure as well.

In the distance, the outline of Bocheng gradually blurred in the twilight, and the lights of thousands of homes lit up one after another.

This small town is not prosperous, but for Lin Mian, it is his home and where it all began.

Three million six hundred thousand isn't actually a lot.

There are over 20 million spirit seeds and hundreds of millions of soul seeds. The road ahead is long, and we still need to work hard.

Next, Lin Mian wants to become a demon hunter.

As for joining a faction, forget about it.

As night falls, the barbecue stalls in the old town begin to emit a lively, bustling atmosphere.

Three teenagers sat around a plastic table, in front of them were skewers of grilled meat, crayfish, and several bottles of ice-cold beer.

"Come on, let's toast to Lao Mian's safe return and to our successful awakening!" Mo Fan raised his beer bottle.

"Cheers!" Zhang Xiaohou also raised his arm.

Lin Mian smiled, touched the bottle, and tilted his head back to take a swig.

The cool liquid slid down my throat, carrying a slightly bitter taste and the aroma of malt.

After a few rounds of drinks, Lin Mian began to plan how to maximize his profits from hunting demons in the future.

Because Lin Mian is a dual-elemental user of both light and summoning magic, she can also use light magic.

Once Xiaomi reaches the second level of the initial stage of cultivation, she can use spirit seed fragments to improve her skills and then go out to hunt demons in the wild.

The corpses of demons are worth some money, but more importantly, killing demons may yield fragments of their souls or essences.

That's the most valuable thing.

However, absorbing remnants and essences requires a vessel containing the souls of the dead.

At this moment, Lin Mian looked at the pendant hanging around Mo Fan's neck.

How about... we borrow the Azure Dragon?

As night deepened, waves of people came and went, drinking and eating barbecue.

Mo Fan had already downed three bottles of beer, his face flushed, and he was arguing with Zhang Xiaohou about whether wind or fire element was more handsome.

Lin Mian leaned back in the plastic chair, holding a half-empty bottle of beer in his hand, his gaze occasionally drifting to the cyan pendant around Mo Fan's neck.

The object hung there quietly, its color warm and lustrous; at first glance, it appeared to be just an ordinary black loach-shaped jade ornament.

But Lin Mian knew that it was the sleeping soul of the sacred totem, the Azure Dragon.

The Azure Dragon's soul hangs around Mo Fan's neck, its body is the Great Wall, and its bloodline is the Sacred Spring of Earth.

After several rounds of drinks, Zhang Xiaohou was already slumped over the table, snoring.

Mo Fan had drunk quite a bit, his eyes were a little glazed, but his mind was still relatively clear.

"Mo Fan, there's something I want to discuss with you," Lin Mian said to Mo Fan.

"What is it?"

"I need your help," Lin Mian said.

Mo Fan breathed a sigh of relief and slumped back into his chair: "That's it? I thought you were going to try and scam me out of a Manchu Han Imperial Feast."

"That's fine too."

"Get lost! Just tell me what it is, I definitely won't refuse," Mo Fan said, patting his chest.

"I'll need to borrow that thing you're wearing around your neck," Lin Mian said.

"?!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Fan sobered up considerably.

Mo Fan transmigrated because he took a nap on the back mountain with the little mudfish hanging around his neck!