Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Such merit, even if it doesn't warrant being recorded in history textbooks, should certainly be included in a few elective reading materials!

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As the first rays of dawn peeked over the horizon, the sky gradually turned a gentle blue-purple, which then transformed into layers of gold.

The three-day celebration and commendation ceremony has concluded.

Today is the funeral for the victims.

Several plant-based mages managed to cultivate large swathes of white and yellow chrysanthemums on this land that had been plowed by magic countless times.

The martyrs' families, comrades-in-arms, and representatives from all walks of life stood solemnly with white flowers pinned to their chests.

The martyrs who sacrificed their lives under the iron hooves of the wild beasts of the northern wilderness could hardly be pieced together into complete bodies; they were mutilated and even crushed into blood, becoming one with the earth.

It is said that a military mage who was cleaning up the battlefield was so overwhelmed by the scene that he nearly collapsed, and it was only through the intervention of a spiritual mage that he was calmed down.

Ultimately, their remains were cremated, held aloft in urns, and covered with the bright red national flag.

"hold head high----!!!"

The dragon roared, and the dragon beast flapped its wings, soaring through the sky and leaving a long trail of magical light in its wake, thus beginning the funeral.

"Salute to the 564 military mages, 43 hunter mages, and 4 free mages who bravely sacrificed their lives in this battle!"

"salute!"

The martyr's family members broke down in tears, and the martyr's comrades, with red eyes, held back their own tears as they helped them up.

"The sacrifices of heroes have brought us hard-won peace, and have restored our human dignity and indomitable will!"

"Humanity cannot be defeated! No matter how ferocious the demons are, we will stand in their way!"

"We will carry on with the ideals and beliefs of our heroes, and continue to fight until complete victory!"

The applause was thunderous.

Xu Fang and several high-ranking military officials placed a bouquet of flowers in front of the towering monument to the heroes.

He felt the immense power of faith in the air, but today's protagonists were not him, but these warriors who had given their lives.

An elderly man stood beside him, his gray hair neatly combed back.

Although his figure is not as upright as it used to be, he still maintains the upright posture of a soldier, standing with his back straight and his steps steady and powerful.

Xu Fang recognized him.

Ai Tianba, the commander of the Northern Army, was often referred to as "Old Man Ai" by Jiang Chong.

A staff officer strode over and said in a low voice, "Commander-in-Chief, people are coming from the north. They're here to demand our people and compensation."

"Tell them to get lost," Ai Tian said domineeringly.

"Yes!"

After the staff officer left, Ai Tianba turned to Xu Fang and asked, "Young man, I heard from Jiang Tu that you were the one who captured those people?"

“Yes.” Xu Fang nodded readily.

Ai Tianba's face showed undisguised admiration: "Well done. Those bastards who resort to underhanded tactics should be taught a lesson. I'll pay them a visit after the funeral."

Xu Fang couldn't help but feel sorry for the person opposite him.

Not all countries are the same.

In most countries, the chief of the army is only a super-level mage. For Xu Fang to become a staff officer is considered an exceptional promotion.

Ai Tianba, this forbidden spell mage, must have made a deep impression on the other side by showing up for his "visit"!

"There's one more thing, I'll tell you after the ceremony," Ai Tian said domineeringly.

Xu Fang thought it was something big, so he went to the door as soon as the ceremony ended.

"Are you engaged to Jiang Chong's daughter?" Ai Tian asked domineeringly.

Xu Fang: "...Huh?"

Ai Tianba: "You should have met my granddaughter Tutu. She's beautiful and has a lively and innocent personality. Why don't you consider her?"

As beautiful as a flower?

Innocent and lively?

Xu Fang painstakingly conjured up the image of Ai Tutu as a heartless and carefree person in his mind.

While these two words aren't wrong, it feels like they're omitting more important adjectives!

"It's better not to use it."

"My granddaughter has big breasts, isn't that what you young people like the most?"

"???"

Xu Fang considered himself to be quite thick-skinned, but he couldn't bring himself to discuss issues like age with the girl's grandfather.

Isn't this a bit too enlightened?

If Jiang Chong were half as open-minded as Ai Tianba, Xu Fang and Jiang Shaoxu's kids would be running around everywhere!

"Farewell!"

"Hey, think about it again. Being a confidante would be nice too!"

"Farewell!"

On the way back, Xu Fang deliberately took a detour to the west.

It's not because of obsessive-compulsive disorder that saying you have to travel around the country means you have to travel around the whole country geographically.

His target was Helan Mountain.

The desert boat carried him, hovering high in the air, looking down at the view.

The rugged peaks, gleaming with a metallic sheen under the sunlight, appear both austere and aloof.

These peaks, eroded by wind and rain over millions of years, have taken on various shapes; some resemble swords pointing to the sky, while others stand like camel humps.

No matter how Xu Fang looked at it, it was just an ordinary mountain peak.

Even using sound-based detection and searching with will-o'-the-wisps yielded no results.

"It seems this treasure is not meant for me." Xu Fang sighed and sped off towards Shanghai without further hesitation.

After he left, a sandstorm rose from the Helan Mountains, and rocky mountains, sandy gullies, rivers and stone valleys were scattered and displaced.

The wind leaves behind mountain patterns as it blows.

Water eroded the valleys that were formed.

Amidst the hazy sand and dust, these grooves connected, resembling an eye.

The mountain ridge is like an eye socket, silently gazing at the heavens.

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Xu Fang wasn't resentful about returning empty-handed from Helan Mountain.

The Vast Divine Eye of Helan Mountain is one of the six great divine eyes, and it is the most top-tier treasure in the entire plane, without even a single one.

Such treasures possess a spirituality and wisdom that are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Not getting the Divine Eye doesn't mean anything. Even if you're the best in the world, what can you do if you're not meant to be?

Compared to such ethereal divine objects, going to Shanghai to find Old Man Bao and cultivate the Chaos System is the right thing to do.

Hmm, not sour at all!

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Shanghai remains as prosperous as ever, a city of dazzling lights and intoxicating extravagance.

The rich and the working class walk the same street, and convertible sports cars and Wuling Hongguang minivans drive side by side on the same road.

In a luxurious hotel, a deliveryman who works part-time after his shift hands a bag to a rich second-generation heir wrapped in a bath towel. Through the crack in the door, he inhales the high-end secondhand smoke and vaguely sees the beautiful body he has always dreamed of.

It is completely different from Yunmen Yaosai City; the difference is so great that it seems like they are from different eras.

People are all driven by money and yearn for an opportunity to "leapfrog" their social class.

On the banks of the Huangpu River, a crescent-colored, high-tech car was parked in front of a very stylish restaurant.

A woman dressed in a purple tulle dress, dignified and elegant yet possessing a deadly tension, stepped out of the car and tossed the keys to the waiter to park the car.

"What a nice view!"

"Rich woman!"

"If only I could get close to my older sister... hehehehe."

Many people's eyes lit up, like a peacock eager to display its plumage upon seeing a member of the opposite sex.

Unfortunately, neither the 1.8-meter-tall, black-skinned, white-stockinged, eight-pack-abs physique sportsman, nor the refined gentleman playing notes on the piano in the restaurant, nor even the beautiful woman, could attract this stunning woman.

The woman sniffed, following the sweet aroma, and located a spot.

There, an ordinary-looking man was enjoying a hearty meal.

A smile spread across the woman's face. It really had been so long...

Chapter 639 You smell so good!

"May I sit here?" Liu Ru bowed gracefully, a smile playing on her delicate face.

"of course."

Xu Fang put down his chopsticks, looked up at her, and said, "You've become more beautiful."

“Your face looks quite ordinary, but your taste is still as delicious as ever.” Liu Ru leaned closer to Xu Fang and took a deep breath.

Yes, that's what it tastes like.

Liu Ru felt her body go limp, and if it weren't for the many eyes on her in the restaurant, she would have collapsed into his arms long ago.

"I've been seeing you on the news. Judging by the time, you should be coming back from Cloud Gate. Is me the first person you want to see?"

At this point, Liu Ru's eyes were practically drooling.