Loaded Dice

# MAGE # BLIND
Fang Ping was blind. By chance, he transmigrated to another world. Upon his arrival, he was ambushed by a ferocious beast. Fortunately for him, he was rescued by a woman. After being saved, he discovered that this world also used English. However, to his surprise, the denizens of this world had proficiency below that of a kindergartener from his world. Yet alone say an entire sentence, they even fumbled about pronouncing single words. 
Coincidentally, he awakened the Master Teacher System. In order to repay them for saving his life, he decided to stay and teach them English. 
He began by teaching them to recognize the alphabet and then phonetics and finally began to teach them vocabulary. 
However, Fang Ping was unaware that his students were abnormal. They were the famous night elves, and the person who had saved him was the next queen of the night elves clan. She was the daughter of the current queen. 
The English that he was teaching was the vocabulary of this world’s magic spells. Hence, the weak night elves began mastering magic spells and their forces grew powerful once again. 
Five years later, Fang Ping opened his eyes. 
He looked at the people of all races kneeling before him. It was as though a whole country had come to the royal court. There were giants, dwarfs, fox demons etc. Beside him, the sexy, stunning queen of the night elves was looking at him with a worshiping gaze. Fang Ping finally realized that he had taught them some incredible things.

Being Blind For Five Years, All My Disciples Became Forbidden Curse Mages

"Failure granted. Target: Fury Hound. Not the target."

Fang Ping reminded Chen Long beside him. Qing Niao and Andre chatted as they walked. They were a little far away.

Just as he was about to call them, he heard Chen Long say, "This is also a tradition of Fire Dragon City. They believe that if a person dies and is eaten by a hunting dog, it's actually another form of life extension."

From what Chen Long said, it seemed that there was indeed such a custom in the highland area.

However, wasn't this number a little too much? Five, ten, twenty. This number was increasing, and he felt that the situation was not right.

There were so many corpses. There probably wouldn't be enough to eat.

Even without Fang Ping's reminder, some people with good eyesight had discovered traces of the Hound.

Their goal was also very clear. They ran straight towards the Elite Team.

Feeding on Rotten Meat