The Daily Life Of A Cyberpunk Magician
Chapter 195 - 155: Self-taught Master Su_2

Chapter 195: Chapter 155: Self-taught Master Su_2

Moreover, many magic tricks cannot be linked together.

For example, start with normal methods to perform mind reading, thought transmission, and such magic before using Baglas for a prediction effect at the climax.

This still gives a progressive magic effect, which really ignites emotions, but the audience would wonder, if they can do it without touching, why did they touch during the earlier tricks?

Oh, although they don’t understand, they definitely think there was some trickery involved.

Performing a magic show like this with such disjointed connections would diminish the impact of the magic effect.

Moreover, other people’s magic shows involve a large team performing repeatedly during tours.

He is different, though; he performs alone and with the constraint of Deception entries, he would not repeat magic tricks.

Having him perform a high-intensity, one-hour solo magic show every week...

My name is Jiang Shu, and I’m a lazybones, you get it?

Thinking of this, Jiang Shu’s outlook became much brighter, and he puffed out his chest.

You can’t blame him; for a perfectionist magician, being able to come up with something new every week is already pretty good, right?

"This... is still somewhat problematic," Mei Jie showed a troubled expression on her face, but seeing how adamant Jiang Shu was, she had no choice but to nod in agreement, "I’ll make some arrangements."

Thinking of this gave her a headache.

Having everyone in Lonely City come from far places for a performance that lasts only about ten minutes?

They wouldn’t even get their seats warm before the show ended?

That’s a bit too much, really. Would anyone be willing to do that?

"No choice, I don’t have a magic troupe; if I did, each performance would be a lot easier," Jiang Shu shrugged, somewhat helplessly.

Ultimately, it’s a matter of having too few people. In a place like Lonely City, basically no one understands magic, and forming a magic troupe is quite difficult.

Teaching magic, he can manage barely.

But when it comes to magic props, filming, and other aspects, those are beyond his abilities; they require highly qualified individuals to integrate and master them.

A good magic troupe could be led by a magician, but the magician definitely cannot do everything personally; such a troupe’s development would certainly be abnormal.

"What about Su Xiaoou?" Mei Jie thought of his apprentice.

She knew Jiang Shu cared quite a bit about this apprentice. It had been nearly a month since the training started, and she wondered how fast the magician was shaping up.

He doesn’t need to be as versatile as Jiang Shu; just being able to perform onstage and handle some urgent needs would be great.

"Hey, right, Su Xiaoou?" Jiang Shu had a moment of realization and said blankly.

He had assigned some street performance tasks before, hadn’t he?

Where was this guy now?

Mei Jie: "..."

Cares about him? Cares my ass!

Then Jiang Shu looked towards the Tablet Spirit beside him and asked, "Where’s Su Xiaoou?"

Ya brought up Su Xiaoou’s location information and then displayed it on the public screen.

Ya: At Seventh District, King Charles III Street, he has been sitting down all afternoon.

Of course, Jiang Shu had no time to deal with this guy; he had simply put a tracker on Su Xiaoou and left him to be looked after by the four Tablet Spirits, Ya, Bing, Ding, and Ding.

The tracker was obtained from Kirie, and it was soul-bound with Su Xiaoou, emitting a warning if removed.

"Sitting all afternoon? What is she doing?" Jiang Shu slightly furrowed his brow.

Ya: Only location info available, no surveillance nearby, cannot determine what Su Xiaoou is doing at the moment.

Is she slacking off?

"I’ll go find Su Xiaoou; Mei Jie, you go ahead with your work, goodbye!" Jiang Shu waved his hand and turned to leave Mei Jie’s office.

Mei Jie watched his departing figure, smiled, and shook her head, then noted down what Jiang Shu had just discussed in her memo and got back to her work mode.

——

The afternoon sun was quite fierce, and Jiang Shu walked along the streets of the Seventh District F area towards Su Xiaoou’s location.

Even during the day, the streets of King Charles III in F area were still aglow with purple and pale blue lights.

In the shady spots along the street stood groups of idle folks, but most were busy, hurriedly rushing past on the road.

The large graffiti on the broken walls appeared to have been destroyed and repainted over and over again, layering up to give Jiang Shu the texture of an oil painting.

Soon, he spotted a group huddled around a little girl, discussing something.

The girl wore large sunglasses and her clothes were a bit tattered; her accessories perfectly blended her aura with the street’s atmosphere.

Su Xiaoou.

In front of Su Xiaoou was a small table, and she was sitting on the curb, talking with three or four people.

Ya: Since yesterday afternoon, every time she comes out for a performance, it’s always like this, sitting for an afternoon without moving the stand.

Jiang Shu quietly walked around behind her to get a better view.

Su Xiaoou’s attire was not too remarkable, but that table...

The table was surrounded by wooden railings, and on top were several wooden lanes forming a simple channel, with a groove on one side containing a spring and a small ball.

This was...

These three-dimensional pinball-style designs, and those numbers written on the exterior of the wooden channels with a large marker reading "0," "10," "20," "30," "50," "100"...

Jiang Shu remembered the pinball games common on the streets in the eighties and nineties of his previous life, yes, that same scam that cost him several beatings.

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