I'm really not the god of time.

Chapter 22 The Musician's Prison Break

Those around her frowned, wanting to persuade Lan Ruoxi.

But Lan Ruoxi, this kind of "great witch," will not be easily swayed by others.

Zhang Lingyun sighed softly.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't disappointed, but I wasn't too dejected either.

Because he understands his own worth.

If a person knows their own worth, they will not be swayed by external evaluations.

He knew that as long as he could make good use of the [Awakening Card], he could reach the pinnacle of magic even without the guidance of a master.

Zhang Lingyun maintained a calm expression and politely bid farewell to Principal Wang and Lan Ruoxi.

Lan Ruoxi didn't say anything more, and her gaze suddenly fell on Xia Youran.

A hint of doubt flashed in her eyes:

"Hey little witch over there, I feel like you're a bit different from yesterday. Has your [magic power] suddenly increased?"

Xia Youran was startled.

Last night, after she switched to the second level of [Meditation], her [Magic Power] did indeed increase.

But she never expected that Lan Ruoxi would be able to detect it.

Lan Ruoxi shook the radiation-emitting card and asked:

"Would you like to test your [Magic Power] as well?"

Xia Youran glanced at Zhang Lingyun subconsciously.

Seeing that he had already reached the door of the ward, she chased after him without hesitation.

"I don't need it."

These were her last words.

Lan Ruoxi frowned slightly, looking puzzled, and turned to look at Principal Wang:

"What's wrong with this girl?"

Principal Wang shook his head:

"She's a second-year girl, and I don't know anything about their relationship. I just heard from my colleagues at school that they're like conjoined twins now."

Just then—

A piercing alarm suddenly blared in the hospital.

An urgent voice came from the loudspeaker:

"In case of emergency, all staff members are requested to immediately report to their posts and stand by! Patients are requested to remain in their wards and are prohibited from leaving without authorization. Visitors are requested to leave the hospital immediately!"

Lan Ruoxi stood up:

"It seems something has happened again, Master. I'll be leaving now."

Bai Lu immediately followed her:

"Master, I have something else to tell you!"

The two argued about something as they walked toward the office.

On the other side, Zhang Lingyun and Xia Youran quickly entered the elevator lobby amidst the alarm.

Zhang Lingyun kept his head down, deep in thought.

If you can't get into university through a guaranteed admission program, how can you quickly improve your academic abilities?

How can we use that [Awakening Card] more efficiently?

He glanced at the wards on both sides of the corridor, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

There are many terminally ill patients here, including sorcerers and witches who have cultivated for many years.

Could I make a deal with them and exchange it for their decades of cultivation experience?

If I could gain hundreds or thousands of years of experience, wouldn't I be able to surpass Lan Ruoxi in the blink of an eye?

Zhang Lingyun nodded slightly, thinking it was a good idea.

However, another problem arose.

If there are too many transactions, it will definitely attract attention.

In this magical world, intelligent people are everywhere, so it's impossible for them not to notice anything unusual.

If his special abilities are discovered, he will definitely be kept as a tool.

When that time comes, his life will be over.

Zhang Lingyun murmured softly, her face filled with worry:

"What should we do?"

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, a hand suddenly reached in and forcibly pried the doors open.

A caregiver squeezed in, wearing a blue uniform.

He was wearing a large medical mask that covered almost half of his face, and a blue hat that completely covered his forehead.

His exposed cheeks were unusually pale, like those of a vampire.

His eyes were also dull and lifeless, lacking any vitality.

The caregiver pretended to look up at the floor numbers, but kept secretly observing Zhang Lingyun out of the corner of her eye.

Zhang Lingyun quickly sensed something was wrong and instinctively pulled Xia Youran in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, with a muffled "bang," the elevator's power was suddenly cut off.

The elevator was plunged into darkness instantly, and the dim emergency lights came on, clearly indicating that someone had blocked access to the building.

At this moment, the caregiver let out a dry, strange laugh and asked:

"You've already figured it out, haven't you?"

As he spoke, he slowly removed the medical mask from his face.

That pale, haggard face was none other than yesterday's musician's.

Xia Youran trembled with fright and tried to hide behind, but Zhang Lingyun grabbed her shoulder tightly.

The musician gave the two of them a strange look, but quickly realized what was going on:

"It seems you have a strange protective spell that requires this girl to activate, right?"

Zhang Lingyun was startled.

Just as he had thought, there are smart people everywhere in this world.

The musician guessed that he possessed special magical abilities on their second meeting.

Zhang Lingyun forced herself to calm down:

"What good will it do you even if you know? This building is already surrounded by security guards; you can't escape."

The musician smiled, his voice trembling with breathlessness; he was clearly very ill.

"I know. But it doesn't matter, I'm going to die anyway. You don't need to worry, I won't hurt you anymore."

Zhang Lingyun asked warily:

"If you knew you were going to die, why did you try to run away?"

The musician sighed softly, and in the dim atmosphere, suddenly fell into memories:

"Actually, I am a heinous person."

Zhang Lingyun wanted to stall for time, so she went along with his words and asked:

"What crime did you commit?"

"I used to be a high-ranking official in the Kingdom of God organization."

Zhang Lingyun was startled, not expecting the other party to be a terrorist, and pressed further:

"Then why did you kill those drug dealers? The news said that the 'angel drug' was manufactured by the Kingdom of God organization."

"Because I hate the 'angel drug' and I also hate the Kingdom of God organization; they destroyed everything I had."

The musician's voice was filled with regret:

"The reason I came here is that I want to see my daughter one last time before I die."

Zhang Lingyun continued to stall for time:

"Is your daughter in Green Island City?"

"The last time I saw her, she was just a little kid. I guess she's in college now."

The musician's gaze softened:

"I heard she was working in the shopping district, so I thought I'd go and try my luck, but instead I ran into a 'angel drug' dealer."

"What's her name?"

"White Dew".

Zhang Lingyun and Xia Youran both showed expressions of surprise.

The musician noticed this expression and quickly asked:

"Do you know her?"

Xia Youran subconsciously looked at Zhang Lingyun, who nodded slightly.

"Actually, you've already met her today."

The musician blinked, quickly recalled something, and then his eyes suddenly lit up:

"The dark-skinned girl who was with you before? Oh! She really does have the same skin tone as her mother."