Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

“That makes sense.” Xu Fang nodded slowly.

"Right, right!" Lingling exclaimed excitedly, "How about we turn around and go back to America right now?"

Xu Fang: Stare~~~~~~~

Lingling felt a little uncomfortable being stared at: "Why are you looking at me?"

"I always feel like you care more than I do?"

"I was just worried about you, afraid you'd be too slow and get killed by the demons!" Lingling argued.

"Oh~~~~~~" Xu Fang suddenly realized and patted her little head: "Don't worry, go back to China to study. The knowledge in the first year of junior high school is different from that in elementary school. If you don't study hard, your parents will be called in after the monthly exam."

"Don't touch my hair, I'm not a cat!" Lingling angrily pushed his hand away.

"Don't you want to go to school?" Xu Fang asked with a smile.

Lingling replied irritably, "Yes!"

"That settles it, stop with all that complicated stuff." Xu Fang laughed gleefully, which made Lingling furious.

If she didn't still need this man, she would have already taken a bite out of him!

She originally hated going to school because she couldn't stand those childish classmates.

I never expected that after entering junior high school, those people would not only be immature, but also eccentric and abstract.

Things like carving words on the back of your hand with a compass, slashing your girlfriend's clothes with a dagger while pretending to be a domineering CEO, or kissing in the woods like you're gnawing on ribs...

If she goes any higher, she'll go crazy!

Compared to these humanoids, Xu Fang was simply dazzling, exuding the aura of a normal human being.

"Kids these days are really pitiful." After offering a perfunctory expression of sympathy, Xu Fang thought about it carefully.

The Nationalist government team's next stop is a rescue mission in the Sahara Desert, a pointless and fruitless task, so whether they go or not is irrelevant.

"But I just took a leave of absence, and if I take another one, my supervisor will explode." Xu Fang shrugged.

We still have to give the five mentors some face.

"Ugh."

Lingling sighed, her face contorted with worry.

Xu Fang looked at her expression thoughtfully.

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"What? I need to ask for leave again? Say it again?"

China, the capital.

Feng Li roared into the phone, "No organization, no discipline! How many times has this happened? What do you take the National Government team for? With this kind of discipline, they'd get kicked by the tour guide even in a tour group!"

On the other end of the phone, Ai Jiangtu tried to calm him down: "Professor, please don't panic..."

"In a hurry? Haha, I'm not in a hurry at all! Anyone who's in a hurry is a coward!"

The receiver held in Feng Li's hand emitted a strained groan, and spittle flew out like a violent, unstoppable force, splattering onto the desk.

"No!"

"Absolutely no fakes allowed!"

"A promise is a promise, and this time even the Heavenly King himself can't take it back!"

"Tell him this: if he can do it, he should; if he can't... he has to do it even if he can't! That's it!"

Feng Li slammed down the phone, feeling a throbbing pain in his temples.

"At your age, don't get angry with young people," Songhe comforted her, sipping a cup of fragrant tea.

"I'm angry? I'd laugh. Would I, Feng Li, stoop to the level of a little brat?"

Although Feng Li was still struggling to catch his breath, his mouth remained as stubborn as ever.

"We've all met Xu Fang. Although he's a bit easygoing and free-spirited, he's a good kid at heart."

Songhe comforted him, "At least he didn't run away before the leave was approved, did he?"

“He wouldn’t dare…” Feng Li muttered, feeling he’d regained some face: “But listen to his excuse this time, going to buy winged magic tools, that’s outrageous!”

“That’s true.” Songhe frowned.

Although he hadn't spent much time with Xu Fang, he could tell that Xu Fang was definitely not a simpleton.

Who in their right mind would believe such a flimsy excuse as going back to the US to buy Wing Magic Tools?

"Anyway, I've rejected it. Without a legitimate reason, you'd better stay obediently in the National Team and not go anywhere else!" Feng Li snorted coldly.

This kid's personality needs to be tempered; no amount of persuasion will work this time!

Just then, a red telephone on the table rang.

Feng Li paused for a moment before answering the phone.

"Hey, Commander-in-Chief? You know about this too... No, I don't agree to this. I have principles, and I will only act if there are sufficient reasons."

"Hey, President Han Ji? Don't plead for me, if I say no, I mean no..."

"Hey, Commander Hua! You wouldn't happen to be here too? You here, I here!"

Feng Li's expression twisted into a grimace.

A calm voice rang out from the other end: "All you need to know is that Xu Fang, this young man, has no intention of disobeying discipline. On the contrary, everything he does is for the sake of the collective!"

So noble?

Feng Li was stunned for a moment, then stammered in agreement.

"What should we do?" Songhe asked.

Feng Li slowly shook his head and dialed a number: "Commander-in-Chief, I've thought about it again, and for your sake, I'll agree this time..."

Chapter 305 The Wright Brothers' Factory

"Here's what we'll do: I'll arrange for a few people to fly to the United States under the guise of exchange and learning, and then we'll add you to the team so you can learn and see more."

On the phone, Hua Zhanhong, whom I hadn't heard from in a long time, said...

Xu Fang was both amused and exasperated: "Isn't that unnecessary?"

"Is necessary!"

Hua Zhanhong emphasized, "The Wright Brothers have made a lot of money off us over the years. I... I've had a bad feeling about them for a long time. Copy down any good stuff they have."

"Ahem, isn't that a bit too blunt of you?"

"Come on, you're no better than me."

Hua Zhanhong sat alone at his desk, adjusted himself into a comfortable position, and casually chuckled:

"In this world, it's always been a matter of copying each other, everyone knows it, and whether you can actually copy someone depends on your own abilities."

Like bombs, many countries have sent people to visit it. It is said that some researchers got lost and happened to wander into a military restricted area.

The sign clearly says "No Entry," yet the person shamelessly claims not to know it.

"I remember your National Team got something a while ago... oh, the Dark Lord's Cloak. Why don't you borrow it and use it?"

"No need."

Xu Fang laughed and said, "Don't worry, it definitely won't be a wasted trip. I'll get you something nice when I get there."

"Good, good, good." Hua Zhanhong nodded in satisfaction.

He wasn't sure about the others, but he knew Xu Fang well; whenever Xu Fang took the initiative, he could always come up with something incredibly good.

After hanging up with Hua Zhanhong, Xu Fang spoke with several other bigwigs.

To be honest, he really just wanted to make a Winged Magic Tool at first... but he didn't expect the big shots' imagination to be so vivid.

In an instant, I transformed from a rebellious member who would desert his post into a good young man who cared deeply for his country and walked alone through dark alleys.

Just looking at these deeds, Xu Fang himself is moved to tears. If he isn't named one of the top ten people who moved China this year, there must be some shady dealing involved!

"how is it going?"

Lingling snuggled up to him like a little puppy with pigtails, looking at him expectantly.

"That's it."

"That's fantastic!" Lingling exclaimed with delight and immediately started booking plane tickets.

Finally, I don't have to see those idiot classmates anymore, hooray!

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Bathed in the "I don't understand, but I'm shocked" gazes of Ai Jiangtu and Nan Jue, Xu Fang boarded a flight back to the United States.

The Wright brothers' company was located in the south-central United States, nearly 900 kilometers away from New York.

Xu Fang hadn't expected that the "few people" Hua Zhanhong mentioned would have such a large entourage.

There were several officials dressed in suits and ties, and a few research staff dressed as cultured people.

There was even a group of elementary school students, dressed in cute uniforms, standing in neat rows holding small flags.

Xu Fang was assigned a set of volunteer clothes. After putting them on, he instantly became the background of everyone else. Apart from his handsome face, he was unremarkable in every way.

"It feels weird..." Lingling said through gritted teeth.

She was asked to change into a primary school uniform, and there was a teacher leading the group in front of her, giving her a feeling of returning to a spring outing in China.

"So, are you staying or not?"

"Keep!"

Lingling forced a smile; no matter how awkward it was, it was better than going to school!

This city is the birthplace of the Wright brothers and a leader in the field of magic tools in the United States and even the world.

The authorities have designated a large area of ​​industrial land, so large that it is visible on a map.

On this land, industrial parks have sprung up like mushrooms growing on rotten wood or barnacles on whales, densely packed together.