Full-Time Mage: Starting with Gengar, selected for the National Tournament

Chapter 145 Siren-Merchant?

"And there's one of our substitutes, Li Kaifeng. He's backed by the school league... Let's put it this way, if he were kicked out of the National University team for no reason, within a month, all the magic high schools south of the Yangtze River in the country would be paralyzed, all of them!" Zhao Manyan emphasized.

"Holy crap, what's going on now??" Mo Fan exclaimed in surprise.

"When you were in magic high school, the Stardust Magical Artifacts provided by the school, you remember... even all the magical artifacts in the magic high school were developed and provided by Li Kaifeng's father, grandfather, and great-grandfather," Zhao Manyan said.

"Uh, so in that sense, I've also received favors from their family?" Mo Fan recalled the time when the little mudskipper ate the Stardust Magic Artifact at school.

"Mu Tingying, from the Mu family, you should know that, I don't need to say more," Zhao Manyan said. "Ai Jiangtu and Nan Jue represent the various military regions..."

Speaking of the military, Mo Fan couldn't help but think of Zhan Kong.

"And Zu Jiming, Guan Yu..."

"So, don't act like a fool. Think things through. The big shot behind you must have put in a lot of effort to get you, a nobody, into the team and make you a full member," Zhao Manyan said earnestly.

"The big shot behind me?"

Mo Fan scratched his head, completely bewildered.

Does he have some important figure behind him? How come he doesn't know?

"You son of a bitch..."

Zhao Manyan gritted his teeth.

He had spent so much money and pulled so many strings to get a substitute, and he couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"Big brother, I don't know any big shots at all. If we're talking about people with status, I only know President Han Ji and Boss Zhan Kong. Oh right, and Dean Xiao. Aren't they just the president of the Ancient Capital Bell Tower, a military mage, and the dean of the academy? Their status isn't that high, is it?" Mo Fan said helplessly.

"Forget it, I can't be bothered to even talk to you."

Zhao Manyan's lips twitched; he was exhausted.

……

……

Singapore, the hub of magic trade in Southeast Asia.

The sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, hit my face.

Chu Ming stood at the edge of the deck, squinting at the outline of the island shrouded in gray fog in the distance.

"Star Island City, this godforsaken place doesn't even have a single seabird."

Zhao Manyan, his short blond hair disheveled by the wind, held a glass of chilled juice in his hand and couldn't help but complain.

Chu Ming didn't reply, and flipped through the documents in his hand again.

After arriving in Singapore.

He received a training assignment from his mentors.

To assist local authorities in investigating the "Siren's Curse".

This matter originally had nothing to do with them.

However, the relationships between local forces in Singapore are too complex for them to resolve on their own.

The local area is divided into three factions.

Official Magic Association, Southeast Asian Witch Clan, Mixed-Blood Mage Association.

The official magic association, most of whose members are descendants of Chinese who once went to Southeast Asia, is predominantly of Chinese descent.

As for the Malay people of Southeast Asia.

They were the original inhabitants of the jungles in this archipelago of Singapore and Indonesia.

They have inherited ancient voodoo techniques and are skilled in curses and poisonous insect control, and have a delicate relationship with the local government.

The Hybrid Mage Association.

It was originally a clandestine organization.

Their ancestors were originally sacrificed by the indigenous people to the sea monster.

Due to geographical reasons, in the beginning, all the tribes living in this land needed to offer sacrifices to the sea monster in order to survive.

But the siren did not devour all the offerings.

A large number of human women were forced into marriage.

Thus, the siren hybrid offspring were born.

Three major forces.

As things have developed to this point, a balance has been achieved between them.

Among them, the Mixed-Blood Mage Association and the Nanyang Witch Clan have a natural enmity.

However, due to its demonic bloodline.

Hybrid mages are rejected by mainstream mages.

In short, it's a tangled mess that can't be untangled.

Now, with the sudden appearance of the Siren Curse, the Hybrid Mage Association and the Witch Clan are suspicious of each other.

The local magic association has always been a fence-sitter, wavering between the two sides, and has long since lost trust.

Ultimately, the decision was made by the various local factions.

We urge the great Eastern power to intervene.

Therefore, the task of investigating the "Siren's Curse" fell to Chu Ming and the National Government team.

……

Sing Island City.

The island's pier was deserted.

A dilapidated fishing boat was moored to a wooden stake, its hull covered in dark blue moss.

Nan Rongni released plant vines.

However, just as the vines emerged, a black mist suddenly rose from the moss on the fishing boat, corroding and withering it.

Then, the black mist rushed towards the owner of the vine.

Mu Ningxue, who was standing next to Nan Rongni, quickly released ice magic. The power of ice suddenly spread out and froze the black energy into a block.

"This looks like some kind of parasitic organism?"

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Chu Ming sensed it for a while and was surprised to find that this thing hadn't died even under Mu Ningxue's ice.

This thing contains both poisonous insect and undead traits?

Suddenly, at that moment.

It seems that this mass of black energy was triggered.

The shop closest to the pier.

With a loud bang, the sound of shattering glass rang out.

Followed by.

One by one, centipede-like creatures, each half a person's height, were thrown out, their carapaces covered with countless compound eyes that began to rotate.

"Voodoo Corpse Centipede! This is a poisonous insect commonly used by the local witch tribe!" Jiang Yu's expression changed drastically. "The information says that touching this thing will simultaneously cause both poisoning and a curse..."

As the first shop made a sound.

Followed by.

As if awakened, the entire island writhed, and creatures began to writhe in the shadows of the streets.

at the same time.

Suddenly, pale silk threads drooped from the eaves, each end of which was hung with a pupa. Black beetles flew out from them, their shells opening and closing to reveal face-shaped patterns.

"Why are these Southeast Asian monks keeping so many insects at home?!"

"Sizzle - Burst!"

Mo Fan cursed and waved his hand to blast away the swarm of insects, but the flames turned into green poisonous fire the moment they touched the insect corpses.

"Don't use elemental magic! These insects feed on magical energy, and they seem to be parasitized by something!"

Chu Ming shouted sharply, and the spatial element transformed into an invisible hand that shattered the approaching swarm of insects.

Zhao Manyan hurriedly deployed a light shield. A corpse centipede crashed into the light barrier, splashing corrosive liquid. With a sizzling sound, the light shield visibly thinned. "Damn it! This island looks completely doomed. Old Chu, think of something!"

In a moment of anxiety.

Suddenly, a clear bell rang out from the air.

The insect swarm suddenly froze, as if a signal had been interrupted.

Chu Ming turned his head and saw a girl in an indigo robe standing at the entrance of the alley.

Her skin was covered in pale blue scales, her cheek-like organs behind her ears opened and closed slightly, and the bone bell in her hand was still trembling slightly.

"Outsiders, this is not a place for you."

The girl had a hoarse voice and vertical pupils like those of a cold-blooded animal.

Chu Ming keenly noticed the tattoo on her neck, a totem of a human face and a fish tail intertwined.

"Are you a half-blood mage?"

Chu Ming asked.

Nan Rongni decisively stepped forward, and the vines silently wrapped around the other person's ankle.

The girl sneered, and suddenly waves rose from beneath her feet.

The vines withered the instant they touched the water, and she had already vanished into a blur, retreating ten meters away.

"The Temple of the Netherworld Bone." She tossed a seashell that landed at Chu Ming's feet. "If you want to solve the problem, follow this seashell."

Chu Ming stroked the edge of the seashell and suddenly felt his heart pounding violently, not from nervousness, but from the surge of blood in his veins.

Followed by.

A long, low rumble came from the seabed, and the entire island trembled.

"Oh shit……"

Mo Fan felt the ground tremble and stared at the sea glowing red, cursing, "This mission deserves double the reward!"

(End of this chapter)