Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Mo Fan nodded vigorously beside him. Although he was used to seeing beautiful women, he still felt drooling and thought it was like a scumbag.

Xu Fang's gaze was equally unrestrained, but he was more handsome and looked like a playboy.

Liu Ru whispered, "The aura around her is very unusual; she must practice dark magic."

What you study can easily influence your temperament.

Liu Ru is a perfect example of life and death. She used to be as delicate as a wildflower by the roadside, but after becoming a vampire, she became a seductive red rose.

"It's so beautiful." Liu Ru looked on enviously.

The outer south gate is open, and military supply vehicles are driving in one after another through the main gate, leaving only a narrow archway for pedestrians to enter and exit.

But no one expressed dissatisfaction; instead, their eyes showed gratitude and respect.

"Is that the bomb you're talking about?"

The short man was flattered that the goddess had taken the initiative to speak to him. He said, "You've come to the right person. My cousin works as a driver in a transport convoy. Most of these are bomb materials, which are being transported to the Magic Association for assembly... May I ask your name, Miss?"

"Just call me Ye Meng'a."

Azharia didn't care about the short man's lewd gaze; she was European and had an open personality.

She looked thoughtfully at the convoy, and said as if jokingly, "Aren't you afraid that such a good thing will be stolen?"

"Give them a few guts! The military mages and the magic association aren't pushovers!" the short man sneered.

The short man didn't really get to the point; only Xu Fang knew the inside story.

Several years have passed since the bomb was developed, and no matter how strictly it is kept secret, it is absolutely impossible to stop internal spies from leaking it out.

The real key point is that even the most powerful bombs these days are only at the level of mid-tier magic.

It's not that no one has considered using even more advanced materials; some laboratories have even used spirit seeds as an energy source—it's said that one such laboratory was razed to the ground.

Low-level bombs, without a large quantity as a prerequisite, are just a useless commodity that's neither useful nor worth discarding.

However, once the numbers increase, it will inevitably attract the attention of China.

The Potala Palace Magic Association, which is responsible for diplomacy, has handled many similar cases. If it's an evil organization, we'll destroy it; if it's an official institution... Where are the Magic Associations of the Five Continents? If they don't stand up for me, I'll retaliate in kind!

Then we'll bring out all the necromancy technology and levitation array technology we stole from you, and we'll tear each other apart and see who wins.

Therefore, countries that use bombs in large quantities today have to reluctantly make large-scale transactions with China, and China is happy to turn a blind eye to it.

Asariya, being high above others, naturally didn't understand the intricacies of the situation and simply found such a rough management style somewhat difficult to comprehend.

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The days are short and the nights are long, and it is getting late.

Apart from Xu Fang and his group, the other hunters hurriedly rushed into the city.

Xu Fang collected the rainwater he wanted, contacted the hunters who were also outside the city, and entrusted them to deliver it to Feijiao in the Lintong Military Region.

He offered a generous price, and the hunters were happy to make an extra profit.

"Hurry up, I'm waiting for you!"

In the distance, the short man impatiently urged him on. Xu Fang went over and handed him a gray, garlic-shaped object.

"This is grey garlic, used to mask the life force of the living. With it, the dead won't attack us," the short man explained.

If given a choice, Xu Fang really wouldn't want to eat this stuff.

But in order not to be stuffed with dumplings by the dead during the Lunar New Year, I forced myself to eat them, even though the disgusting taste made my stomach churn.

Mo Fan had almost vomited, but after hearing this, he hesitated for a moment and swallowed it back down.

Liu Ru pretended to eat it, but actually hid it with a flick of her wrist. She was a spirit of the dead and didn't have much of a living presence.

"I'll leave all of mine to you." Liu Ru's eyes sparkled.

The one who looks the most elegant when eating is Astraea, who lifts her veil gracefully and eats it like a delicacy.

"You're eating like this, even though it's like poop?" Xu Fang said.

"Ugh!" Asha Ruya couldn't hold back any longer and glared fiercely at Xu Fang.

To her surprise, upon smelling the odor from her mouth, Xu Fang instantly donned a mask of pain: "Ugh!"

Asha'ruya: "..."

He didn't do it on purpose! He didn't do it on purpose! — We can't kill people here!

Chapter 233 Seizing the Water of Kun Well!

Beware, the undead are lurking.

One by one, the heads of the dead, with drooping eyelids and drooping chins, emerged from the ground and wandered around like walking corpses.

“Look at the clothes of the dead. There’s no mistake, he must be a burial companion of some high-ranking Qing Dynasty official. If it weren’t for Da Zhuang’s black garlic, you would all be finished today.”

"That's what the short man boasted."

"Damn, what kind of official has such a grand display? Why didn't the emperor execute him back then?" Xu Fang said.

"That's dangerous. It means this official is quite powerful. If he turns into an undead general, it could be fatal." The short man urged, "Let's hurry up and leave."

Without delay, everyone set off immediately.

"This gray garlic is really good stuff. How come I've never seen anyone else use it?" Asha Ruya asked. This intelligence chief would never give up any valuable information.

"You're overthinking it. Gray garlic is more valuable than gold. There's no way to grow it. Only the people of Weiju Village know how to grow and harvest it. If it weren't for my good brother, you wouldn't be able to eat it even if you wanted to!"

The short man said smugly.

Da Zhuang puffed out his chest, but unfortunately neither of the two beauties looked at him.

The group arrived at Yangyang Village without incident, but all they saw were scattered pieces of wood and pits; there was no village at all.

"Are you playing us?" Asha's male attendant roared.

"That's impossible! This is clearly Yangyang Village. Dazhuang just got some garlic from here yesterday... Where did the village go?"

The short man was utterly astonished, while the big man rushed over like a madman, ignoring the wandering undead.

Judging from his distraught appearance, this was indeed the location of Yangyang Village.

But how could such a large village just disappear like that?

"Could it be that the village was attacked by undead?" Liu Ru asked.

"Impossible!" Da Zhuang roared, his eyes bloodshot. "Our village has drunk water from the Kun Well for generations. The spirits of the dead would not harm us!"

"And what about the water from Kun Well?" Xu Fang asked.

Dazhuang snapped out of his daze and hurriedly began searching through the ruins. He finally found a dried-up well: "The water of Kun Well has been stolen!"

He was filled with rage: "Who! Who stole the water from the Kun Well? This is murder! Murder!"

"Calm down!"

Xu Fang stopped him and said in a deep voice, "Tell me, where else can you find water from the Kun Well?"

Dazhuang was intimidated by his imposing manner and subconsciously said, "All seven of our dangerous villages have..."

“They’re in danger,” Xu Fang said. “The newcomers are very likely after the Kun Well water, and Yangyang Village is probably just one of their targets.”

"What!?"

Everyone was stunned. Although Xu Fang's reasoning was arbitrary, it also sounded quite reasonable.

"That must be it! The water from Kunjing has been stolen for years, and now it's become outright robbery!" Dazhuang exclaimed angrily, as if waking from a dream.

"Are you familiar with the roads to those dilapidated villages?" Xu Fang asked.

Dazhuang nodded.

"Alright, come with me." Behind Xu Fang, a pair of wings slowly unfurled—the Wings of the Azure Wolf!

“Hey, blondie, you had this thing too? Why didn’t you take it out in the first place?” Mo Fan exclaimed.

It's easy to take it out, but what reason do I have to go to the six dangerous villages to steal the Kunming well water?

In the original story, to prevent the ancient capital from noticing in advance, Black Court only took drastic action to wipe out all the dangerous villages on the eve of the catastrophe. If we hurry now, we might still be able to save a few.

Xu Fang thought to himself, but said aloud, "They didn't even have any garlic in the first place, were they just going to make me a target in mid-air?"

"Shorty, you lead them along the original route. I'm taking Dazhuang with me. We need to get there before those bandits!" Xu Fang said righteously.

The short man opened his mouth several times, but seeing the strong man's tearful yet determined gaze, he could only nod helplessly: "Okay, I understand..."

With the wings of the Azure Wolf flapping, Xu Fang, holding Liu Ru and carrying Da Zhuang, flew at top speed towards a dilapidated village.

Asha'ruya raised her head, gazing intently at the departing figure, a dangerous smile playing on her delicate lips: "Interesting..."

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Without absolute strength, flying over the undead is definitely not a good idea.

Even though the gray garlic blocked the scent of living beings, Da Zhuang was still terrified when he looked down and saw piles of dead people, especially when he occasionally made eye contact with the dead, his heart would stop.

"Aren't you...aren't you afraid?" Da Zhuang couldn't help but ask.

"I'm terrified," Xu Fang replied calmly.

Liu Ru also said, "At worst, we'll just become ghosts."

Dazhuang: "..."

He decided to change the subject: "Can the three of us fight off those bandits?"

A cold wind blew, and the surge of hot blood cooled down. Da Zhuang also began to worry about his own life.

"Don't worry, we don't need too many powerful mages to deal with your dangerous village. If we can't win, we can always run away," Xu Fang said calmly.

Da Zhuang muttered, "We've produced mid-level mages before..."

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Caixu Village.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

"Hoohoho!"