Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"Get away from me, you pervert!"

The two walked side by side, laughing and joking like a college couple, leisurely riding their electric scooter towards the commercial district.

"Where do you plan to spend Chinese New Year this year?" Jiang Shaoxu asked loudly, her voice shattered by the wind.

“There’s a New Year’s Eve event being organized by the municipal government in Jinlin City, and I have to give a speech,” Xu Fang said.

“Then I’ll stay here too!” Jiang Shaoxu’s eyes lit up.

What about your dad?

"I'm not going then," Jiang Shaoxu snorted. "So many people come every year during the New Year. They always start by saying, 'Oh, Shaoxu, you've grown into such a beautiful young lady. Have you forgotten that I'm your great-aunt? I used to hold you when you were little...' I'd rather come with you."

"Got it, I'm just a backup plan then." Xu Fang said, injured. "Sure enough, women don't cherish things anymore once they've got them."

"I'll give you a good smack on the head!" Jiang Shaoxu angrily banged her head against him. When she got tired, she pressed her body against Xu Fang's back, her delicate face squeezing into a little bun.

She put both hands in Xu Fang's pockets and, through his clothes, mischievously poked his lower abdomen.

"Hey, this is different from what I read online," Jiang Shaoxu muttered. "Didn't they say that guys' lower abdomens are super sensitive, like a mimosa plant, and they'll tighten up if you poke them?"

Xu Fang didn't even turn his head: "What, does being called a mimosa mean you have to be shy?"

"Yeah, you're such a shameless little mimosa!" Jiang Shaoxu chuckled.

"Actually, it was shy, it was just slightly off in position."

Xu Fang said in a serious tone, "If you go any further... Holy crap, sister, I'm the younger brother, I was wrong!"

Jiang Shaoxu sneered and released her hand: "It's good that you know you're wrong."

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In the six months since the relocation of disaster victims, Jinlin City has finally moved from chaos to stability, with all kinds of shops and businesses springing up like mushrooms after rain.

As the year draws to a close, the trees lining the sidewalks have long since shed their leaves, leaving only bare branches. The morning sun shines down unhindered, creating a somewhat desolate scene.

The festive atmosphere of the Lunar New Year has filled both sides of the road. Shops along the street have hung up red lanterns and pasted up couplets as needed, adding to the festive atmosphere.

The buildings in the distance were also decorated with colorful lights, shimmering with a soft and warm glow.

The streets are bustling with people coming and going.

Young couples strolled hand in hand through the brightly lit streets, occasionally huddling together to whisper secrets.

The children happily weaved through the crowd, carrying all sorts of toys. Xu Fang even spotted a toy that looked remarkably like his own Frostbite.

The New Year's goods on both sides of the street were piled up like mountains, and the shopkeepers' heads were peeking out from behind the goods.

Because Jinlin City is a diverse city, it has all kinds of New Year's goods from all over the country.

"A little bit of nuts, a little bit of candy."

"This seafood looks really unique, let's get some."

Jiang Shaoxu asked, "Are you still buying frozen dumplings?"

"No need, there will be a dumpling-making activity in the military camp, we can just eat what's ready-made," Xu Fang said.

Back in the day, when he spent the Spring Festival at the Central Military Headquarters, Jiang Chong and Chief of Staff Feng, two of the most notorious men, went to freeload dumplings, ostensibly to celebrate the New Year with the soldiers.

Now, it's finally Xu Fang's turn!

"Buy more small red envelopes... The shopkeeper gave me some change, and I put a few yuan in each red envelope."

While Xu Fang was busy making red envelopes, Jiang Shaoxu set her sights on the fireworks at the stall next door.

The fireworks in this world work differently from those in the previous one. Simply put, they are filled with a special mineral that emits colorful light when exposed to high temperatures, accompanied by popping sounds.

Snapped!

A little boy was clutching a firework tightly, and it exploded right in his hand. The tingling, itchy feeling made him laugh out loud.

"You naughty child, is this something you can play with like this? How are you going to wash your hands covered in paint..." The parent grabbed his ear and pulled him away.

Jiang Shaoxu bought a lot of sparklers, the kind that have a Japanese anime style and emit light when lit.

"Shall we go?" Xu Fang asked.

"Go get a haircut! Your hair is too long!" Ignoring Xu Fang's objections, Jiang Shaoxu dragged him into a barbershop.

Several hairdressers were sitting in chairs scrolling through short videos, the speakers blaring loudly.

"Hello, welcome! Do you have a reservation?"

Xu Fang looked at the barbershop, which was completely empty of customers. Did it really matter whether he had an appointment or not?

“Two people.” Jiang Shaoxu took out a card: “I have a VIP gold card, so I can skip the queue.”

So Tony nodded and picked up the walkie-talkie to communicate with his colleagues—even though the barbershop was only fifty square meters.

The barber who cut Xu Fang's hair was the director, and the barber who cut Jiang Shaoxu's hair was the chief barber. It turns out that there wasn't a single ordinary barber in the entire shop.

Xu Fang had a lot of complaints he wanted to vent, but then he thought that since it was already the New Year, he decided not to say anything.

"What kind of hairstyle would you like?" the head hairdresser asked enthusiastically. "Your hair looks great, how about I design one for you? I guarantee it will be trendy and stylish!"

Xu Fang pulled down his mask.

The hairdressing director paused, as if the world had fallen silent.

“Let’s design it,” Xu Fang said.

"No, no, no, you should make the request," the head barber said with an awkward smile. He certainly wouldn't dare to use his skills on this man's head!

"Thin out his hair a bit, cut it on the sides and back, just make sure the front doesn't cover his eyebrows," Jiang Shaoxu said.

The hairdressing director breathed a sigh of relief; at this point, the simpler the request, the better!

Xu Fang hasn't changed much. The main difference is that her hair, which hadn't been cut for a long time, looked heavy and a bit messy in the details. Now, after a trim, it looks more natural.

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at the same time.

The Victorian family of England.

"Two more of the family's ports have been destroyed. The siren came too suddenly, and everyone is dead," said the old gentleman in formal attire.

"Where's the body?"

“Most of them were eaten. We managed to rescue a batch, but they were all badly gnawed.” The old gentleman sighed. “Now no one in the family is willing to go to the port anymore… but our business can’t be delayed.”

"Perhaps we should learn from the Chinese people."

A young girl said, "They use magical equipment called dolphins and swarms of bees for early warning, and they hide bombs on the perimeter so that the sirens won't catch people off guard!"

Chapter 452 Grand Duke Eileen's Visit

"Your Excellency Grand Duke Eileen, you have no contact with the Chinese, so you have no idea how closely they guard these three technologies!"

The old gentleman Grayson complained:

"They only allow transportation but not the installation of production lines, and we have to bear the high freight costs. It's like the Eastern version of Mr. Scrooge!"

“Perhaps we can build them ourselves. These things aren’t that complicated, are they?” another person said. “Like bombs, haven’t we already replicated them in our workshop?”

"Johnny, your thinking is so outdated that it surprises me."

Grayson said, "The bomb you mentioned is just the earliest and most outdated version. Its power is limited and it is too dependent on the environment. It is completely inadequate to deal with the sirens!"

Johnny retorted, "We can just copy it again!"

"So you mean that, at a time when important ports are being destroyed one after another, we should spend several times, or even more than ten times, the time and risk having our researchers killed in the bombings to study their stuff and create something that is neither fish nor fowl."

Then, facing public opinion, condemnation, and retaliation from the Chinese people—in the end, will the product cost more than the genuine Chinese goods we buy?

Grayson pressed him for an answer.

"You're exaggerating! How could they retaliate?"

"Stop using Chinese idioms on me! The Sahel in Africa, just because they seized Chinese mines and detained their people, is now a ghost town!"

"You're also using idioms..."

"Shit! That's not the point!"

"Please stop arguing, you two," Eileen said, trying to calm things down. "With global sea levels rising and China having a surplus of technology, we should also show our sincerity."

She thought for a moment and said, "Isn't China interested in our marine dinosaurs? Let's use that as a condition!"

“But we sold them before…you mean?” Grayson’s eyes widened.

“That’s right, this time we’re selling male dragons,” Eileen said.

Male and female dragons are different. The Victoria family usually exports female dragons because female dragons cannot produce offspring.

Male dragons are different. Dragons are inherently lewd and will ravage anyone they see, ruining a huge number of things every day, making them almost like a perpetual motion machine.

Quantity is itself a form of quality.

High-intensity work can naturally produce a variety of hybrids, and you never know when you might get lucky and create a superior breed.

—Let other species wreak havoc on the mother dragon?

Even if they had the guts, they would never have the ability!

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Jinlin City.

"You want me to be in charge of reception?" Xu Fang asked, puzzled.

“That’s right. You met Grand Duchess Eileen once during your time at the National Palace. People of the same age also have things to talk about.”

Shao Zheng said on the other end of the phone:

"Our coastline is in dire need of repair, and creatures like the pink river dolphin have limited use. Marine giants, however, hold extraordinary significance for us. Lao Hua, Lao Jiang, and I all agree that this business is worthwhile!"

A pink pufferfish.

Xu Fang still remembers that the first time he represented the country in business negotiations, he secured an order for pink pufferfish from Brazil.

In just a few years, the pink river dolphin has disappeared from the environment.

“It’s not that I can’t host Eileen, but I have a request,” Xu Fang said.