Apocalypse Magician

Not long after, the principal's office of the only magic school in a small town.

"Grandpa Principal, please take me in. Tens of thousands of members of my family were all poisoned to death overnight. It's really terrible." Li Xingkong tightly held the hand of a kind-hearted old man and waved it around, crying. She burst into tears and said, "Saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. I am now helpless and have no food to eat. Just let me stay at school. I can do odd jobs, mop floors and clean toilets. Just give me some leftovers." Just have a place to sleep."

"This little friend, as far as I know, there has been no massacre of families in this town recently." After listening to Li Xingkong's cry, the old man carefully opened a notebook in front of him, "Besides, it is impossible for a family to have Tens of thousands of people.”

"Well, flowers and plants are considered life, right?" Obviously things were not going very smoothly, so Li Xingkong had to act more miserable, picked up a beetle that had died on the table for some reason, and burst out again, "Ah, Xiaoqiang, What's wrong with you? You've been with me for so many years, and now you're the only one left. You can't leave me behind..."

"My little friend, actually, this beetle," the old man looked at Li Xingkong's extremely exaggerated performance, reminded him at the right time, "you didn't pay attention just now and slapped it to death."

"How is this possible?" Li Xingkong himself didn't know if it was so, but of course he had to continue at this time. "Xiao Qiang's life is very hard. He lost his mother when he was three years old, his father when he was four years old, and his whole family was wiped out when he was five years old. I am like a biological brother. Stretch it out, I didn’t expect that the white-haired person will now give the black-haired person..."

"Okay, okay, kid, you can stay." The old man obviously couldn't resist Li Xingkong's persistent pursuit, but looking at Li Xingkong's appearance, he was indeed a poor homeless child, so he agreed to him. He demanded, and then patted Li Xingkong's head with a painful expression, "Let me go quickly, you will tear my old bones apart."

"Thank you very much, Grandpa Principal. I will remember your great kindness and will never forget it for the rest of my life!" Li Xingkong was still crying, and he used up all the ink he had accumulated throughout his life.

Now that he has the consent of the principal's grandfather, Li Xingkong has a legal status in this magic school. When he walked out of the principal's office, his expression immediately changed from infinite sadness to extreme narcissism, and he was endlessly praising his wisdom and acting skills.

Little did he know that in the principal's room behind him, the kind-hearted principal opened another notebook and recorded the incident in detail, and the title of that notebook was "One good deed a day."

Therefore, this is just that Li Xingkong happened to arrive early, and the principal's grandfather had not completed the good deeds of the day, so he got the upper hand. It has nothing to do with his self-righteous wisdom and acting skills.

However, no matter what, this moment eventually became the first boundary that divided Li Xingkong's life. Even if he didn't realize it, he had already embarked on the initial road to the top of the world.

There is still heavy snowflakes flying in the sky, and the white snowflakes draw countless graceful arcs, ushering in the New Year with the passage of time, and covering every corner of the magic school.

Although the buildings on campus are not tall, they look simple and neat. Exquisite wind chimes hang under the eaves. Whenever the wind blows, they make a crisp and sweet sound. Occasionally, magic shines in a few places, as if the resurrection of all things is not far away. Just like in Li Xingkong's heart at this moment, spring seems to be blooming.

This was the first day of work. Li Xingkong walked into the teaching building carrying cleaning tools. First, he came to the first floor of the teaching building. It was during class time. Li Xingkong clearly heard the content of fire magic in the corridor, and he became excited. Although you don’t have to worry about three meals a day, do you want me to do some odd jobs? I'm afraid it's not enough for the appearance fee! Free magic lessons, of course, it’s all for nothing.

After listening to a magic spell, Li Xingkong simply learned and recited the spell silently in the corridor. He was expecting the fireball to appear, but in the end, only a small spark was created in the air.

Hehe, this is too disrespectful. This young master will be very angry and the consequences will be serious. Li Xingkong suddenly felt that he had lost face, and immediately carried forward the style of never abandoning or giving up. After struggling for most of the class, two small sparks finally came out.

"Haha, I think this young master is a genius. He has really made progress." Li Xingkong was proud, and then glanced at the ground that clearly felt like it had been neglected for thousands of years. "It's quite clean. No need to sweep it. Go upstairs. have a look."

In the following time, Li Xingkong jumped up and down and visited every corner. When the corridors of the teaching building that had not been taken care of for thousands of years were "cleaned" by Li Xingkong as if they had been abandoned for tens of thousands of years, it was already dusk. .

After all, the sunshine on this day could not penetrate the thick clouds. Amidst the raging wind and snow, there seemed to be an invisible force between heaven and earth, blocking people who wanted to go out and urging wanderers who had not yet returned home. The deep snow on the ground spreads to the end of sight, covering an unknown distance of thousands of miles.

When school was over, the students of the magic school quickly poured out of the school gates and rushed to their homes. Only a weak figure braved the flying snow, holding books, paper and pen tightly in his arms, leaving a string of words on the snow. The lonely footprints lead in a completely different direction from the school gate. Behind her, Li Xingkong followed quietly with cleaning tools in hand.