Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

For example, in Xiamen, when the local military region discovered that the threat of the sea monsters was beyond their control, they decisively issued a summons, and mages from all over the country flocked to the scene to suppress this purple-level city-destroying disaster.

The three of them walked out.

Just like the bespectacled man said, there was nowhere to stay in this godforsaken place.

Russian-style flights are all about being reckless; they'll take off regardless of any dangerous situation, just to get to their destination first.

"How about we find a cheap, run-down hotel to tide us over?" Mo Fan suggested.

"no!"

Lingling strongly opposed it.

Illegal hotels are usually built in basements, which are not only dark and damp, but the blankets have also been used by who knows how many people and what they were used for.

Lingling would rather sleep on the street than live in that awful place!

"Let's go to the park then, and I'll show you some Japanese style."

"Japanese style?"

"It's basically a cardboard house. You find a refrigerator or air conditioner made of cardboard, open a window, and you can sleep there," Xu Fang said with a smile.

In the 1980s and 90s of my previous life, Japan was experiencing various speculative crazes, with everyone investing in stocks and overspending. It was also known that "land and real estate never depreciate in value." It was said that the total land value of Tokyo's 23 wards could buy the entire United States.

Then, it exploded.

Go to the rooftop? You'll have to wait in line.

Jumping into the river? You'd have to wait in line.

Japanese parks are full of these cardboard houses. Aren't they cold? The answer is that children aren't afraid of the cold. Don't you see kids in anime wearing padded jackets and shorts?

"Don't stay!"

Lingling looked at the two useless men with disdain and waved her hand: "Come with me!"

With the eldest sister leading the way and her two underlings, Xu Fang and Mo Fan, protecting them from behind, they quickly found a local university.

Next to the university, there are also affiliated kindergartens and primary schools. The heroic mothers who were still in university would send their babies there after giving birth, and then they would go to their own schools.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Lingling looked around and spotted a couple who looked very simple and honest.

Sitting down next to them, Lingling put on a dramatic performance: "Brother! Brother! Have we found a place to stay yet?"

Mo Fan was still in a daze when Xu Fang immediately chimed in, "Brother is looking for you, don't worry!"

"But I'm already very tired, I need to rest!" Lingling cried out.

The little girl's lips were pursed tightly, and tears seemed to be welling up in her eyes.

It's that feeling of wanting to cry but stubbornly holding it back, combined with that adorable appearance, who wouldn't feel sorry for her?

"Don't be willful!" Xu Fang scolded.

Lingling didn't speak, but lowered her head and scratched the poor table hard.

The young couple next to them glanced over, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping themselves.

As if he had no choice but to listen to Lingling's calls, Xu Fang turned his head with a helpless expression and whispered in English, "Hey bro, we've run into some trouble..."

Taking leave today

Taking leave today

I'm so tired, I want to rest for a day.

Chapter 619 Cohabitation, is there anything wrong with it?

Lolis are invincible!

Imagine a beautiful little girl with slightly red eyes who stubbornly refuses to shed a tear. She seems sullen but secretly glances at you from time to time.

My spirit is great, no further words are needed.

Anyone who can remain unmoved must be a nobody!

The two young Russians were completely won over and readily agreed to the three's request for lodging, even refusing Xu Fang's offer to pay for the room.

We're all friends, why say that!

“My name is Olga, and this is my girlfriend, Margarita. We’re going to stay at her father’s house,” Olga said.

"You two are living together before you're married, right under your father-in-law's nose?" Mo Fan couldn't help but ask.

"Yup!"

Olga replied matter-of-factly, "What's wrong with that?"

Mo Fan: "..."

He couldn't help but think of Mu Zhuoyun.

Although Lao Zhuoyun tried his best to guard against Da Mofan, he still couldn't stop him. But his attitude of guarding against thieves was really hurtful.

"It really is a cultural difference... Don't you think so, blondie?"

"What is it?" Xu Fang asked curiously, "Living together, is there anything wrong with that?"

Mo Fan: "???"

Blanch!

Lingling snorted coldly: "Men are all the same!"

This was said in Chinese, which Olga and Margarita didn't understand. They thought it was just a little sister being stubborn and not understanding.

Margarita affectionately took Lingling's hand and said in Mandarin, "Don't be angry, okay? How about I take you ice skating and camping?"

"Okay, thank you, sister!"

Lingling immediately changed to a well-behaved demeanor, and her sweet little voice melted Margarita's heart.

As expected, the university is on holiday due to the invasion of the Russian bear tribe.

Margarita's home is nearly 100 kilometers from the school, and because the road conditions are poor, it took her a full three hours to drive there.

If this were Xu Fang's desert boat, a few accelerations would be enough.

We arrived at dusk.

On the snow-covered ground, the snow shimmered with a crystalline light in the twilight, and wisps of smoke rose slowly from the chimneys of each household.

Margarita smiled and said, "You'll receive a message on your phone once flights resume. Until then, just stay here in peace."

"It's troublesome."

The village is small, with only about a hundred households.

The car drove directly into a farmhouse courtyard.

Upon hearing the sound of a car, the door opened, and a middle-aged woman with a striking figure stepped out.

I'm ashamed to admit that Xu Fang's first impression of the person was somewhat impolite.

She really resembles Heisila from "GG Bond," but with an even bigger belly, making her somewhat similar to the still-charming Gian's mom from "Doraemon"...

Plump!

Mature charm!

“Mom, we’ve brought some guests from China!” Margarita said.

“Okay.” Aunt Tasia looked a little dazed, as if she hadn’t woken up yet.

"Mommy, bring out all the good food you can find, our little princess is hungry!" Margarita said, a little annoyed.

Tasia's indifferent attitude is hardly that of someone entertaining guests!

"Haha, welcome!"

A disapproving glance from Margarita spurred Tasia on, and a smile spread across her face as she rushed over to give each of them a cheek kiss.

The chubby cheeks squeezed together perfectly demonstrated the Russians' hospitality.

Following behind Tasia was an elderly Russian man, who also gave a rude first impression; he was so thin that he looked as if his wife had given birth to him.

"Hello, Uncle Sasha!"

Xu Fang and the others were fine in front of the old man, but the young man Olga was a little nervous and subconsciously straightened his body.

“Okay, come inside. Flami is preparing dinner; go help him out,” Sasha said.

"Yes!"

Margarita's family is a typical "hero's family," meaning they have a total of twelve children.

Twelve!

Xu Fang and the other two looked at each other in bewilderment.

This is quite a challenge to their understanding... In fact, the most amazing hero mother gave birth to 69 children in 40 years!

More students than a whole elementary school class!

The eldest child is over fifty years old, and the youngest child is just one year old. Fortunately, the land is vast and the population is sparse, so the family is not crammed together like a can.

Because there were so many people, the stove for cooking was unusually large, and the two sons-in-law were busy lighting the fire.

The newspapers used to start the fire had all burned, and the tattered firewood was of no use except for billowing black smoke.

"This firewood is so damp, it won't light at all! Don't you think so?" Olga complained.

To his surprise, his usually talkative brother-in-law couldn't utter a word this time, only mechanically poking at the fire.

"How about I give it a try?" Mo Fan said.

"What good is your arrival? This is a problem with firewood..."

Before Olga could finish speaking, a small spark suddenly ignited in Mo Fan's hand and bounced directly onto the pile of firewood.

call!

After a sudden sound, only ashes remained from the firewood.