Rebirth-First Class Magician

Asa held the manuscript tightly, a cohesive mechanical sketch was depicted on the slightly yellowed pages.Every part above is designed ingeniously. If it is misaligned by a millimeter, the entire mechanism will lose its ability to work.

Cal put his head on Asa's lap, looked at the manuscript in Asa's hand with lowered eyelids, "Dad, what is this?"

"..."

Asa didn't answer Gal's question, still looking at the blueprint in his hand with a dazed expression.

In the whole machine, every perfectly connected part is working in his eyes.

Asa slowly closed his eyes, listening to the sound of "clicking" next to his ears, he could even imagine the trajectories of the respective rotations of those parts, and the respective functions of each part...

Cal, who was lying on his knees, looked at Asa with deep eyes, his lips slowly opened and closed, and a white gleam appeared on the small hand hanging by his side.

The white spot of light was fleeting, and it flew into the center of Asa's eyebrows at an extremely fast speed and disappeared.

"Well."

Asa, who was still immersed in the sketch, was shocked, and leaned on the back of the chair after clamping his temple with one hand.

The body twitched uncontrollably.

The brain and the skull were in pain, as if a lot of things had been forcefully stuffed in, and countless messy memories suddenly appeared in his mind.

But Asa couldn't identify what those memories were, because the dull pain in his head had quickly swept away his consciousness.

The eyes turned white for a while, and Asa wanted to open his eyes, but only saw a white haze.

"Dad?" Cal helped Asa's shoulders and stood up little by little, with a worried expression on his small face, "Dad? Does it hurt?"

Cal lowered his body and pressed his cheek against Asa's forehead. The soft and cold touch successfully soothed Asa's aching brain.

"Dad, don't be afraid, there is Gal." Gal's little hand grabbed Asa's neck, and his forehead was pressed against the other's forehead, "Father, it doesn't hurt."

Asa opened his eyes, staring blankly at the white light in front of him. Gal's voice seemed to come from far away, but it was quickly covered by other voices...

"Teacher, my dream is to be like you."

"Teacher, wait for me to bring back the trophy of Master Meronin Magician."

"Teacher, would it be better to put this part here? And that cover, it seems not very good."

……

Many complicated mechanical ideas and messy mechanical sketches suddenly appeared in Asa's brain.

After a long time, those voices faded away like a tide, and Gal's worried voice came in again.

"Dad? Don't leave Gal behind, Dad..."

Asa struggled to raise his hand to touch Gal's soft fur, and said dryly, "It's okay, Dad just..."

Too many memories came in suddenly, and Asa's head seemed to be convulsed, "Dad just has a headache." He subconsciously explained, "Yes, it's just a headache."

Holding Gal weakly in his arms, Asa's breathing became short of breath.

The memories just now seemed to be sorted out neatly, and his head seemed to be filled with countless mechanical parts.

These things are moving in sequence in his skull, like a part of his body, and he is composed of these sophisticated instruments.

"Dad? Just now you said something about the teacher." Gal put his head on Asa's shoulder, his voice was still a little scared, "Dad belongs to Gal alone."

"Yeah." Asa closed his eyes and responded casually. These memories are obviously Mu Yuan's, but why are there only memories of mechanical parts?

Is it because I saw the sketch?

Could it be that the previous memories need to be exposed to things related to Mu Yuan to unlock them?

This question was not figured out until Asa returned to Las Vegas, but at least one thing Asa was sure of was that he was Mu Yuan.

The black-haired man that appeared in his memory was his past self.

The afternoon sun in Las Vegas was just right, Asa was sitting on a chair with a pen in his hand, lowering his head to draw something on the paper.

"Dad, what are you drawing?" Gal leaned on the desk in the room, holding his chin and asked, "What is this square?"

"Mechanical axis."

Asa replied without raising his head. The mechanical conception in his memory is amazing, and people can't help but immerse themselves in it.

After different mechanical gears are matched together, the mechanical purposes of the composition are also different.

Asa was very interested in them, and couldn't help but want to draw all the mechanical ideas in his brain.

Today is the day he promised to give Mr. Tony the stage mechanical draft.

The neglected Gal was not noisy, the baby sitting on the desk was so quiet, his emerald green pupils fixedly looked at the man who was immersed in his own world, with some incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.

Asa, who kept drawing mechanical sketches, didn't realize that the sun outside the window was setting little by little...

"Knock, knock." There was an abrupt knock on the door, and Lyle's voice came from outside the door, "Are you there, sir?"

Asa got up and opened the door. Outside the door, Lyle was wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt, and his red hair looked shiny. "Huh? It seems that your cousin takes good care of you."

Lyle's excited face suddenly faltered, "Oh my lord, can I apply to move to your place? In fact, living with him is really..."

"What's the matter?" Seaman stood behind Lyle with a gentle face, and asked slowly, "Is there any dissatisfaction with you living with me? My cousin."

"..." Lyle fell silent for a moment.

Asa raised his eyebrows, "You came to me just to change rooms? Sorry, I don't want to live with bats." After saying that, he wanted to close the door.

"Oh no no no, my lord, of course I have other business to come to you." Lyle grabbed the crack of the door and said hurriedly, "Alan has something I want to give you."

After speaking, he handed Asa a piece of paper, "He seems to have returned to Hollywood, saying that Alice asked him to go back. In fact, he called the two of you, but you are not here."

Asara opened the door and took the paper in the other party's hand. There was only one sentence on it, 'Call Alan if you need anything. '

"..."

Asa frowned, looked at the words on the note, tilted his head and thought for a while, "I do have something to go to Tony." Putting the note in his pocket, he walked back into the room, "You take care of Cal for me. .”

Walking to the desk, Asa sorted out the stack of drawings he had just drawn and put them in a file bag, picked up Gal with one hand and put him on the sofa, and said calmly, "He needs to drink milk."

--Snapped.

Lyle and Seaman stood in the room, looking at each other, Lyle said frantically, "I seem to be here to send a message, why should I take care of the child for him?"

Gal, who was sitting on the sofa, smiled and stared straight at Lyle, "Actually, I have something to see you alone."

While speaking, Gal raised his finger and drew a circle in the air, and the picture circled inside seemed to disappear out of thin air, leaving only a black hole of nothingness.

Gal reached into the black hole with his short hand, and took out an exquisite silver box, "Give this to Asa, and say it's a gift for me."

Seaman took out the silver box and gave Gall a strange look, "...His Highness Satan Ye, you are the first person to give yourself a gift."

"Actually, it was given to me by Asa." The silver-haired baby frowned slightly, and looked at Seaman seriously, "It's his."

Lyle stood aside with great interest, his face full of interest. In fact, he was also very curious about the identity of Master Asa, so he leaned over his head and snatched the box in Heman's hand.

"Snapped."

The silver box was opened, and Seaman and Lyle were both stunned in place——

"Mr. Tony, are you there?" Asa stood in front of the chairman's office door and knocked, "I'm Asa."

"Come in." Your voice sounded tired.

Asa entered the door, he saw Tony reviewing the documents, "The chairman is really serious." He looked up at the wall clock on the wall, "It's already dinner time and you are still reading the documents. In fact, I always think you are living a reckless life. "

Tony said without raising his head, "Well, I have an appointment with Maddie, but I haven't finished my work, so it looks like I'm going to miss the appointment." After he finished speaking, he looked up at Asa with a bit of resentment in his eyes, "If It's not because your show is too popular, and I won't be so busy, Mr. Asa."

Asa sat on the chair in front of the desk, smiling without saying a word.

The corners of Tony's slightly upturned eyes twitched, "At this point, what's the matter with Mr. Asa coming to see me? I heard you went to New York."

"I came back in the morning, and I'll give you this." Asa put the folder in his hand on the desk, and said with a chuckle, "Put this under the stage, I'm sure someone will like him."

Tony put down the pen in his hand, picked up the file and flipped through it, and the whole office was silent for a while.

After a while, Tony finished reading the five-page mechanical draft, and looked at Asa with his chin in his hand, "Did you draw it all?"

"Yes, sir." Asa smiled slightly with the corners of his lips hooked, and his lake-blue pupils looked back at Tony calmly.

"The painting is very good. It seems that I need to look at you again, Mr. Asa." Tony received the other party's confirmation and said seriously, "Although I didn't understand it."

"..." The corners of Asa's eyes twitched, and he glanced at the wall clock, 10 minutes had passed.

"I'm sorry, there are specializations in art, I don't understand these things." Tony had no shame on his face, "I just enjoy Mr. Asa's eyes when he looks at me intently."

"However, Mr. Asa, don't worry, I will put these things on the stage exactly."

Asa stared at Tony blankly, "I made some changes to the mechanism, they will like it."

Tony put down the file and continued to look down at the file, "Your show is scheduled in two weeks. Do you want to conceive the magic structure yourself, or the company? In fact, I suggest you arrange it yourself." Tony paused, He raised his head and glanced at Asa, "Although your premiere was off the script, it was even more exciting. Alice and I are willing to delegate power to you."

"Thank you, then I'll take my leave first. I'll make plans for the show." Asa stood up and walked out of the office.

Asa, who was standing at the door of his room, was about to turn the doorknob, when he heard Lyle's distorted voice in the room yelling——

"Oh my dark god, is it him?!"