Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

"What did the Magic Association say?" Xu Fang asked casually.

"They're not paying attention because they haven't detected any magical fluctuations!"

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle said, "We still need to look for more details, but I think there will always be some clues..."

Xu Fang nodded.

Xu Fang took out his phone.

Xu Fang spoke.

"Hello, this is Xu Fang."

Xu Fang recounted what happened.

"Okay, we'll head over now, no need to pick us up."

Xu Fang hung up the phone.

"Let's go, let's go see this body."

The little mage was completely bewildered until he arrived at the Magic Association in the city and the corpse that had appeared in the photograph was right in front of him, which startled him.

"Commander Xu, this is our inspection report. No magical fluctuations were detected here."

The accompanying Chairman Guan complained, "We're so busy right now. Hei Ting and Hong Yi are dead, and the blue and black-clad men below them are acting like madmen. They might just jump out at any moment."

Xu Fang understands.

Everyone wants to inherit the mantle of the red-robed man and become a so-called superior person.

“Our monks are already exhausted from handling these matters, they simply don’t have the time or energy to deal with such minor cases.”

"Let me take a look." Xu Fang hovered his right hand over the corpse, his analytical voice emanating from it. He scanned the corpse from head to toe, his expression changing slightly.

"Did you find anything?" Chairman Guan asked.

“Her soul has been traumatized,” Xu Fang said. “Could you provide us with all the information related to her? I’ll take over this matter.”

"Of course!"

Chairman Guan readily agreed, while instructing his subordinates to fetch the materials, subtly flattering Xu Fang and saying that once Xu Fang solved the case, he would bestow an honorary title upon him within the association.

The little mage at the bottom of the bottle watched longingly from the side, seeing stacks of information that he couldn't buy with money, and suddenly felt the injustice of this world.

"Let's go," Xu Fang said.

He quickly caught up with him, asking uncertainly, "Commander Xu, are you also going to follow up on this case?"

"Ah."

"May I ask, what did you discover?"

“It’s inconvenient,” Xu Fang said. “Now that you know, there are only disadvantages and no advantages. It’s easy to go astray in your cultivation.”

exaggerate.

The little wizard at the bottom of the bottle thought to himself, "What's wrong with me?"

Xu Fang noticed his expression but didn't say anything more.

The deceased's soul was forcibly severed; the general scene was that something was devouring her belly food while enjoying absorbing her soul.

Because ordinary people's bodies are fragile, their souls cannot coalesce and emerge when the body dies, resulting in this "fracture".

Not long ago, when Xu Fang killed those fanatical believers in the Wu church, he had a similar feeling.

"Don't get involved in this. I'll call in another helper," Xu Fang said, taking out his phone and dialing a number.

Seeing Xu Fang's serious expression, the little mage at the bottom of the bottle became frightened and shut his mouth, saying no more.

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Magic City.

A middle school classroom.

"Summer vacation starts next week, and you'll soon be entering the second year of junior high. This is the most crucial year of your lives. Why? Because you've passed the transitional phase of the first year of junior high and are about to face the magical exams of the third year!"

"I think everyone knows what a magic exam is."

"Your magical theory is inadequate; you're not qualified to awaken as a mage at all!"

"What? You say you're a hidden genius, one in a million? What good is that! If you fail the exam, you won't even get your hands on an Awakening Stone!"

The teacher was lecturing wildly on the podium, while Lingling sat listlessly below, staring blankly at her textbook.

boring.

Xu Fang was busy clearing out demons from the country, while Mo Fan, Zhao Manyan, and Mu Bai went to the Holy Academy of Ohos in South America, leaving Mo Fan alone as an old spirit.

busy.

Everyone is busy.

It's good to be busy.

In Lingling's eyes, the knowledge taught in class was extremely idiotic.

The classification of magic? She's roamed the hunter world for so many years, what strange and wonderful magic systems hasn't she seen?

Common forms of magic? This completely ignores high-level mages. Do they even know what "magic has no fixed form" means? What does it mean to create magic based on the battlefield?

Ding-dong-dong...

After class, the immature boys her age surrounded her again, trying to win her favor in all sorts of naive and brainless ways.

For example, love letters often start with vows of eternal love, which makes people roll their eyes.

It would be better to write something like, "I'll wait for you silently until my magical energy, soul power, and mental strength are almost exhausted," which would attract her attention more.

There are also self-harmers who use a knife to cut "cold and clear" on the back of their hands. After the scabs form, they look like three big characters, which is disgusting to look at.

After ten minutes of noisy chatter, the school bell rang again.

This was Lingling's least favorite magic history class because the history teacher always liked to add his own personal touches, picking out all sorts of random things from unofficial histories to talk about.

To her surprise, it wasn't the chubby history teacher who walked in, but her homeroom teacher.

"We're not having class this period; we're showing you the news instead."

"Yay!!!" The students cheered. Some had already left their seats to find their friends, some rushed to the power source to turn off the lights, and others took out their phones, turned down the brightness, and prepared to play a game.

In short, whatever you do, as long as you don't have to attend class, it's relaxing and enjoyable.

"Ta-da! Ta-da!"

After the opening credits of CCTV News finished playing, the faces of the two hosts appeared on the screen.

"Good afternoon, everyone. Today is Thursday, July 4th, at 7 PM..."

"Recently, Xu Fang, a military commander of the Central Military Commission and a city councilor of the Dongting Lake Base, killed a monarch-level demon in Changbai Mountain and successfully brought Changbai Mountain into the Anjie area."

"In the Tianchi Lake of Changbai Mountain, Xu Junsi was the first to discover a high-quality awakening stone mine. Now, let's connect with our reporter on site!"

A look of surprise flashed in Lingling's eyes.

Xu Fang?

What commotion has he stirred up this time?

On the screen, the scene had changed from the studio to a desolate wilderness that resembled ruins.

"CCTV! CCTV! This is Xiaochuan, our frontline reporter! I'm currently at Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain!"

Xiao Chuan pointed to the dilapidated pool behind him and said, "Just yesterday, Commander Xu killed the monarch-level demon numbered 'Changbai No. 1 Calamity Beast' right here!"

"Everyone, please look at this photo taken by the worker bees. Compare it with the scene, and we can clearly feel the immense power of the magic. It's no exaggeration to describe it as world-destroying!"

"I have a magical device here that can withstand the fluctuations of high-level level three magic. Now let's turn on the power... Ah, it exploded."

"You know, this was a battle that took place just a day ago! Commander Xu always manages to redefine our understanding of strength, making us realize the true nature of a mage..."

As a loyal fan of Xu Fang, Xiao Chuan would sing his praises endlessly, never getting to the point.

The host in the studio had no choice but to steer the conversation back on track: "Xiaochuan, could you show us the mineral vein?"

"Ok!"

"Look at the sky, those hovering worker bees are the tools used by the research team for on-site surveying. The research team will conduct reasonable planning and analysis to construct the mining line for the completed vein!"

"Based on the research and estimation of the researchers, it has been preliminarily determined that this method can be used to awaken nearly 20 million novice monks!"

"This is the highest quality and largest-scale river-based awakening stone mine in my country to date!"

"The local military region and the Magic Association have stated that they will accelerate the construction of the new Anjie (safe zone), ensuring that Anjie covers the entire Changbai Mountain area more quickly and securely, and will spare no effort to stop the invasion of demons!"

"A spokesperson for the Imperial Palace Magic Association stated that within three years, the awakening ratio will be relaxed, and the number of students admitted to magic high schools will be increased, adding more and better new talents to the ranks of our country's mages!"

"Fellow countrymen, the wheels of history are rolling forward, and the invasion of the sea monsters cannot defeat us! Human determination can overcome nature. As long as we unite as one and fight together, we will surely achieve final victory!"

Burn!

So burning!

A news report successfully ignited the atmosphere in the classroom. At this passionate age, the junior high school students were eager to awaken and slay demons to protect their country!

Even after school ended in the evening, the students were still engrossed in the news, and surprisingly, no boys came to chat with Lingling anymore.

Returning to that old street, we pushed open the gate of the Qingtian Hunting Grounds.

Ding bell~~~

The wind chimes at the door made a crisp sound.

Old Bao was wiping a glass behind the bar: "You're back?"

"Ah."

"Xu Fang just called."

Whoosh!

Lingling threw down her schoolbag, rushed forward, grabbed the phone, and quickly dialed back.

"Hello?" Xu Fang's voice came through.

"You called me?" Lingling scoffed. "So, what do you need my help with this time?"