Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Xu Fang wanted to visit the largest one of them.

The leading official did not recognize Xu Fang; his attention was focused on several research staff members. In order to create an opportunity for them, he volunteered to take a walk around.

"Won't it be too tiring to walk?" the receptionist asked.

"Tired? Hahaha, not tired at all. We're all mages, this is just like warming up."

Along the way, the researchers' eyes were glued to the buildings on both sides of the street, and their eyes occasionally revealed expressions of shock.

"This scale..."

"Can we go inside and take a look at this factory?"

"Keep your voice down, it's embarrassing."

Xu Fang remained relatively calm, clearly indicating that the other party had not yet brought out their true prize.

The group soon arrived at the Winged Magic Tool Assembly Center, a factory located in the very center of the entire factory area.

"Children, did you know that this factory used to be the home of the Wright brothers? What spirit does this embody?"

The teacher leading the elementary school students asked.

A group of little kids eagerly answered, dragging out their uniquely elementary school-like broadcasting voices, from "the spirit of perseverance" to "failure is the mother of success".

Lingling felt completely out of place among them, and in order to maintain a consistent style, she had to force a naive and innocent smile.

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"This is our production line. Because of the protective array, please do not touch it," the receptionist said.

From this moment on, you are free to move around.

The team leaders approached each other and exchanged insincere pleasantries.

Several experts from the other side also approached a few researchers, exchanging polite words while keeping a close watch on things.

While everyone was there for a visit, when it came to the technical aspects, everyone kept it tightly under wraps.

Intelligent, but not entirely intelligent.

The Thirty-Six Stratagems: Feint to the East, Attack in the West.

Who would have thought that everyone else was a decoy, and the one who needed to be most wary of was Xu Fang, this seemingly harmless young man?

The sound-based star is colorless and formless, and since no one else had any will-o'-the-wisps, no one in the chaotic scene noticed a force of sound sweeping around the factory.

The visit lasted all afternoon. That evening, Xu Fang was alone in his room, writing and drawing on a piece of paper.

"Step 1... Step 2..."

Soon, a levitation array was drawn on the blueprint, with only minor flaws in the details.

Xu Fang took out several scrolls from the Hidden Star and, after many trials, quickly engraved a complete magic array on them.

Enter magic power.

Buzz~~~~~~

The scroll held in his hand emitted light, which also moved Xu Fang's arm.

With the magical energy input increased again, just as Xu Fang's body was about to levitate, the bearing collapsed under the weight.

This has nothing to do with the magic array; it's simply that the scroll is of very low quality. There's no need to worry about the material.

The magical plane is a paradise for materials science; no matter what the properties or how outrageous the materials are, they can all be found in demons.

Xu Fang tested several other magic arrays, and the night passed quickly.

The next day, when Lingling came to wake Xu Fang up, she found him sitting at the table drawing a magic circle.

"You got up pretty early."

"I didn't sleep at all." Xu Fang said with a cheerful expression, "Let's go back to China!"

Lingling was taken aback: "Aren't we going to the auction? The Wright Brothers are auctioning off a batch of Winged Magic Tools today..."

"I'm not going; inspiration is fleeting."

"What inspiration?"

"I won't tell you yet."

"Tch, stingy."

Lingling muttered something and took out her phone to book tickets.

I booked a plane ticket from Ohio to the ancient capital, on the earliest flight available.

Twelve hours later, Xu Fang appeared at the ancient capital international airport, where several people were already waiting.

"Judge Shi, you're here too?" Xu Fang asked in surprise.

Shi Zheng, the chief judge of the Clock Tower Magic Association, smiled like a winter plum blossom: "What title do you need? We're only about thirty years apart in age, just call me Brother Shi..."

Chapter 303 has been blocked.

Ugh, it's blocked again.

Chapter 306, third patent, dolphin

"Hey bro, give me a heads-up, what good stuff do you have this time?"

Shi Zheng put his arm around Xu Fang's neck and asked in a low voice.

"I have an idea, but I'm not sure about it," Xu Fang answered frankly.

He wasn't a scientist by training, and his understanding of most technologies came from junior and senior high school physics and chemistry.

Bombs and drones are examples of using the materials and magic arrays of this world to reverse-engineer the principles after understanding them.

It's like a scratch-off lottery ticket; there's a certain probability of winning, but a very high probability of not winning.

"It's okay if you're not confident; nobody's born confident!"

Shi Zheng was even more afraid of Xu Fang giving up and quitting, so he quickly complained:

"Brother, you don't know, ever since those undead collectively moved to the Qinling Mountains, the ancient capital is safe, but it's also broke!"

As a result, those businesses that originally relied on the undead to survive have all moved towards the Qinling Mountains, and teachers in small towns are almost unable to get their salaries paid!

I'm not trying to put pressure on you, but you're smart enough to point us in the right direction—by the way, you're also the vice president of our Clock Tower Magic Association!

Xu Fang's head was buzzing from the noise.

That title of "Vice President" was an honorary title that Han Ji bestowed upon him after the catastrophe in the ancient capital. At the time, the military also gave him an honorary military commander title.

"I'll give it a try. Arrange a laboratory for me," Xu Fang said.

"It was all arranged long ago!"

Shi Zheng couldn't wait any longer and wished he could stuff Xu Fang into the car and head back to the Clock Tower Magic Association.

Research department meeting.

laboratory.

Almost all the materials available on the market can be found here, and they even thoughtfully provide a protective magic array.

In case Xu Fang wants to conduct another explosion experiment, we don't want the room to be blown to smithereens like it was at the beginning.

"call···"

Xu Fang let out a long breath and first organized what he had learned from the Wright brothers.

The sound analysis capability is really useful, especially when visiting the magic array production line. The seemingly hidden defenses are as easy to understand as a tutorial.

The content was quickly organized.

After putting these things away, Xu Fang began to test his new ideas.

"Submarines won't work."

The world of France is different from the scientific world; there are too many dangerous marine creatures, as well as all sorts of strange ocean currents and supernatural phenomena.

Diving equipment is incredibly expensive; if it breaks down inside, it would be heartbreaking.

"Radar or sonar would be fine, but these things..."

Xu Fangzhen wasn't trying to keep Shi Zheng in suspense; he genuinely wasn't confident about this!

In his previous life, he had followed a science blogger to make a voice-activated reversing radar for a tricycle, and he had also tried to create an ultrasonic mosquito killer, but he failed.

These things are all based on existing equipment, and are completely different from the current pure hand-crafting.

Xu Fang touched his hair.

Hair, just bear with it, it'll be fine soon.

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Xu Fang went into seclusion for a week.

The Bell Tower Magic Association, President's Office.

"Hasn't he come out yet?" Han Ji asked with some concern. "Have you sent someone in to check? Just in case something else goes wrong."

“No, he ate all the meals we sent him every day,” Shi Zheng said.

Han Ji nodded: "Whether we can make the product or not doesn't matter, just don't ruin your health..."

Bang!

The door was pushed open violently.

A figure burst in, heading straight for Han Ji's desk. Who else could it be but Xu Fang?

Xu Fang hadn't had a haircut in a while, so he took off the hair tie that Jiang Shaoxu had put on his wrist and tied it into a casual short ponytail.

"you···"

"I'll go first."

Xu Fang interrupted Han Ji, took out a rather large and strangely shaped machine from the Hidden Star, and slammed it onto the table.