It's been three days since he'd traveled to the world of Full-Time Mage, and yet Ling Xiuyuan still feels a sense of unreality. I was originally reading Battle Through the Heavens, so how did I end up in the world of Full-Time Mage? Doesn't time travel follow basic mechanics anymore? Don't the people at the Spacetime Administration care? And yet, on the day of his high school magic awakening, when he successfully awakened and peered into the spiritual world, he realized: Wow! It was waiting for me! Isn't this a bit of a cheat?... While Full-Time Mage is indeed categorized as fantasy, it still feels like a bit of a lie to use that term!

This book is also known as "Is Using Strange Fire in the Full-Time Mage World a Bit Too Bullying?", "How Can I Lose When I Got the Emperor Flame at the Beginning?", and "I Feel Invincible Using Strange Fire in the Full-Time Mage World."

ps: I’m a newbie, please bear with me!

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After traveling to a real Pokémon world, Chen Mu gradually realized that the role of Pokémon is not just to fight and kill on the battlefield.

As a miraculous creature, they still contain too many unsolved mysteries that attract humans to explore.

What are their habits and diet in the wild?

What was their migration like?

What is their intra-clan competition like? How do they court and mate?

The charm of a large and complex ecosystem is in no way inferior to that of a wonderful competitive battle.

This time, Chen Mu will strive to convey this beauty to more people in the world through popular science.

Five hundred years ago. Lei Yingying looked down at the young man in the courtyard and said calmly, "Ah, mortals... compared to 'eternity', we're but a fleeting moment of life... That's all. I'll just entertain you for a while." Five hundred years later. On a sickbed. "Wow, wow, you wretch, fight for your life! Don't die!" The sapling I'd planted for years, watered day and night, never saw its branches and leaves flourish. It died the night before my lover returned from her studies. Both held high hopes, yet the two, one man and one god, drifted further and further apart, never to see the day she emerged from the Pure Land and opened her heart. After years of feeding fried tofu, the little fox grew into a full-grown fox, while I slowly aged, unable to lift any kitchen utensils. Sacred cherry blossoms, waka poems, plum wine and snacks, sardines and salt, a shrine strewn with fallen petals, a summer appointment I couldn't keep again. I wanted to buy osmanthus flowers and wine, but I left as an old friend. It's not like the youthful journey. Human lifespan has a limit. "Companionship is the most profound confession of love—but I'm sorry, as a mortal, I can't always say: 'I love you'."