The villain's way to tame the protagonist

The flow of people at the entrance of the hall was getting denser and denser. Some people came here to see the new spells created by the soul master Soran, while some people... were obviously more concerned about whether the young Hydra was really sitting here.

Ansir Hydra was clearly a super-powerful existence in the battle to divide up the Holy Light legacy. It was as if no one would dare to say no if His Majesty the Emperor asked to take away all of Grand Duke Holy Light's legacy on the spot.

However, under normal circumstances, the modern Old Gods and their successors would not "rob and plunder" in this way, because they already had whatever they wanted - but this was only under normal circumstances.

After all, there are no normal gods in this world. Even if Mr. Anser has behaved normally enough, it would not be surprising if he really had a sudden whim and wanted to make a fortune through someone else.

"In two minutes, Ms. Jungel's lecture will begin."

Soran shook his head with emotion and said, "Whether it's her or Babel Tower, they obviously haven't put themselves in the right position. Should we say that these scholars are really 'pure' enough, or should we say that they are... naive and stupid?"

Anser, who was leaning on his cane with both hands, smiled and said, "This world always needs some idealists, Lord Soran."

"Idealist..."

Soran chewed over Anser's words. He wasn't sure whether Anser was joking or serious. After a little thought, he was very cautious and did not respond.

Decades later, Erion Zeger's influence in the imperial capital has become negligible. Under the gaze of the superior transcendents, the wild words made by the former master eventually shattered like fragile bubbles.

Soran was not opposed to his faction of "universalization of the supernatural" theory, but felt that some old people in the Ether Academy were too timid - if mortals could threaten them with just supernatural artifacts, then what was the point of their fifth level achievement? A sand castle built by a child?

However, Soran did not like Erion's idea of ​​sharing the extraordinary power with mortals. In his eyes, this was tantamount to ignoring the "talent" and "qualification" of these extraordinary people. People without this qualification would ultimately not be able to control this power, so he was not optimistic about Erion from the beginning.

But Anser's attitude towards Ming Fuluo, Ming Fuluo's identity, and the words just now...

Does this young Hydra intend to really start such a big change that will subvert the entire empire after inheriting his father's power?

Sitting with smart people is a headache, and sitting with smart people who can strangle you to death in the future makes you wish you had two more brains. Anser just said something casually, but Soran had to think carefully, even though they seemed equal now, and even though Anser still respectfully called him "Your Excellency".

Even the top strong men who are extremely dominant in the fifth-level field still have to rack their brains when facing the young man with a warm smile who is always unpredictable.

Obviously, everything Anser showed in the game he planned for the emperor forced many bigwigs to raise their cautious attitude towards Anser to a higher level.

"The time has come, Lord Soran."

Anser said suddenly.

"……Um?"

Soran came back to his senses from his thoughts. He subconsciously looked towards the entrance of the hall and said in surprise:

"That Miss Zeger, didn't she plan to come and see you? This is somewhat... unwise."

He didn't know how Anser talked to Ming Furo, but in Soran's opinion, in order to put pressure on the other party, Anser must have given hints that were almost explicit.

If the little girl still doesn't understand the situation, then she is being ungrateful.

The mysterious soul sorcerer glanced at Anser, but surprisingly did not catch any dissatisfaction on his face.

Of course, after just one glance, Soran knew that he shouldn't continue to speculate. He coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Then I should also show the results of this period of time to the many guests... Excuse me for a while, Anser."

The shadow sitting next to Anser seemed to not exist at all and disappeared without a trace. However, a figure in a gorgeous white robe appeared out of thin air on the originally empty podium.

"All of you seekers of truth."

Soran's voice was clear and confident: "I, Soran Canast, am honored to open a brand new door to the soul for you."

His opening remarks were concise and direct, and the packed hall, except for the first row, immediately burst into applause.

“Whether you are a seeker walking on the road to heaven or a person with great determination who dares to step into the abyss, there is one thing that should be clear to you.”

Soran spread out his hands, and brilliant light bloomed in his palms.

"The soul is the key to transcendence. It is the core that enables us to elevate our lives to a higher level..."

Anser tapped his cane lightly with his fingers. He didn't care about Soran's talk, nor did he care about the spells uttered by this top soul warlock.

In this world, only a handful of people know Anser's depth, so most people don't consider what kind of power the young Hydra, who is known for his kindness and tolerance, actually possesses.

As the Warcraft closest to the abyss, Hydra's power itself is very broad and complex, but this does not mean that every generation of Hydra is, um... in the game language of that world, a "bucket number".

It's like Flamel has an extremely terrifying talent in alchemy. Because of the wide range of power, Hydras can freely choose the power that suits them best and develop it in a sufficiently profound way.

This is one of the terrifying essences of Hydra - the ability to independently choose... the spiritual essence that one desires.

If one wants to become a warrior who can conquer everything, then the awakened spirit essence will allow him to dominate all battlefields; if one wants to become a sorcerer who explores the path of magic, then countless mysteries will automatically open up to him; if one wants to become an alchemist, then the truth of creation will be so simple and obvious in his eyes...

Ectoplasm, which is countless times rarer than the extraordinary, can truly and completely change a person's characteristics... Hydra, however, can control the direction of his awakening by himself.

Everyone knows what Flamel's spiritual essence is, but few people in the imperial capital, or rather... only Flamel himself, knows what the spiritual essence Anser chose to awaken is.

Yes, even the emperor didn't know - to be precise, it was Flamel who took the initiative to prevent the emperor from knowing Anser's spiritual essence.

Compared to Ivora, who likes to show off her extraordinary talents and tyrannical power without restraint, Anser, who almost never "truly" reveals the power of the Old God, sometimes makes the top extraordinary people feel more awe.

Therefore, when Anser was taming Xitana at the beginning, he said... he was not in such urgent need of pure "power".

In contrast, at this moment, a petite scholar who almost perfectly matched his personality, ideas, and concepts seemed to have made a very wrong choice.

But Anser just smiled easily. He seemed to be sitting here, but in fact he had been paying attention to another hall and was very satisfied with the development of everything.

*

Behind the stage, Phase Traveler Mr. Barnes was talking to Rong Geer with a bad look on his face.

"So, you didn't manage to get Anser to come over here in the end?"

He questioned with a gloomy look.

"…Mr. Barnes."

Rong Geer took a deep breath and said, "We have our own considerations."

"You have your own considerations... Damn it! You have your own considerations!"

Barnes was so angry that he laughed: "Do you think I called you here to listen to your own considerations?"

They had discussed this topic countless times before, but in order to express his anger and the resulting humiliation to the Tower of Babel, he emphasized it again: "What I need is Anser!"

"You know... Anser stood up for that guy Soran, so he got a lot of the cake, while that stubborn bastard turned around and left after eating it, leaving a lot of disputes behind!"

At this moment, Barnes seemed not completely angry about his failure in the fight for the Holy Glory legacy, but more angry that he had bowed to the Tower of Babel, but got such a funny result in return. He wanted to use this to win over Anser, but was inexplicably beaten to it by Sauron... He didn't know how long he would be laughed at by people from other factions in the future.

But he also knew that it was too late to save the situation, so after venting his anger briefly, he didn't say anything more, but said rather irritably: "So, how are your preparations for the lecture going? Don't tell me you can't do well in this aspect."

Normally speaking, something like a lecture must have ample preparation time. The people from the Ether Institute only notified Babel in the morning and asked him to arrive in the afternoon, which clearly showed their ill intentions in showing goodwill - anyway, as long as Anser arrived, it would be fine. The lecture itself... didn't matter, and it could even be used as a reverse test for Babel.

If such a prestigious academic organization can't even do this, it should be disbanded immediately.

But now that Anser is not here, the only thing that can keep Barnes' face is the quality of Jungel's lecture.

"About that, Mr. Barnes."

Rong Geer was silent for a moment, and then said firmly: "This lecture will be hosted by Ming Fuluo."

"..."

This fifth-level extraordinary person, who spent most of his time exploring the Zero Point Maze and therefore had a somewhat lonely and irritable personality, was stunned for more than ten seconds. In the end, he asked in disbelief, "Who do you want to host the lecture?"

"Ming Fuluo, it's not me."

After a moment's silence, Barnes curled the corners of his mouth and then burst into laughter.

There was a hint of anger in his laughter, but because Rong Geer's answer was so ridiculous, the anger was almost non-existent.

“Hahahaha… Are you guys giving up on yourself, or do you really have the confidence? Letting a level 3 girl teach the entire Ether Academy… Well, I’m not so anxious now. Since the current situation is like this, why not have some fun?”

Barnes smiled sarcastically, and the expression on his face gradually disappeared:

"But you must remember that Anser's behavior means that he doesn't care about you, the Tower of Babel. Your days will not be easy from now on. If you embarrass me, I will definitely be one of the people who will not let you have an easy life!"

"I believe in Minfroy, Mr. Barnes."

Barnes's performance calmed Rong Geer, who was originally hesitant and worried: "She will give you and me a perfect answer."

At the same time, there was a sudden burst of noise in the hall. Apparently something had happened that surprised the audience.

Because the person who took the stage to host this lecture was not the famous fifth-level warlock Ronggel Molten Gold of the Tower of Babel, but the one who was quite famous, but only limited to "famous"... Mingfuluo Zeg.

Just like Soran’s lecture demonstrating his new magic, many people who participated in this lecture at the Tower of Babel had different purposes.

The only difference is that at least a lot of people went to Soran's lectures for the purpose of learning, while at Babel's lectures... now there are basically only people who come for fun.

People with discerning eyes find the Tower of Babel’s helplessness amusing, while people who are ignorant of the truth find the Tower of Babel amusing. In the huge lecture hall, there are very few people who come there for the real purpose of learning.

And when Ming Fuluo took the stage, the atmosphere of watching the fun instantly reached its peak.

"Is Babel Tower crazy? Why isn't the woman from the Rongjin family here to host?"

"She is the core genius of Babel Tower...but is she really worthy of standing here?"

"What level is she? Level 3? Let a level 3 dwarf come up and speak so arrogantly? Are the people in Babel Tower crazy?"

As the whispers and discussions in the audience seats were extremely noisy and echoed throughout the lecture hall, Ming Fuluo's cold voice was transmitted to every corner of the hall through the loudspeaker equipment on the podium:

"I want to change the entire alchemy field here."

After she said this, the whole hall fell silent instantly.

Then, of course... a loud laugh broke out that even the soundproofing barrier might not be able to cover.

"What did she say? She said she wanted to change the alchemical realm?"

"Is Babel trying to attract the attention of Lord Anser by talking nonsense like this? Why not just become a clown?"

"It's simply crazy... But it's still quite fun to watch as a joke, hahahaha——"

"Shut up, you're a bunch of mediocre people, a bunch of...idiots."

The woman's extremely cold voice once again forced the hall into silence.

"I only need to take a glance at you to find at least a hundred fools among you who I have crushed in theory and practice."

Of course, what Ming Fuluo said was true. Among the younger generation in the Tower of Babel, only Conrad could compete with her. Most of the people who came here for fun would not even carry her shoes.

The bigwigs hardly cared about the content of the lecture, because they just wanted to determine whether Anther would take sides because of the Tower of Babel. Now that Anther was on Sauron's side, the lecture at the Tower of Babel seemed meaningless.

So, although Ming Fuluo's words just now were very offensive, they were very subtle... not exaggerated.

"I don't have the habit of wasting time." Without waiting for the audience to start shouting and cursing, Ming Furo took off her glasses and looked down at everyone below with sharp eyes.

"Look, what is this."

A streak of light flashed across his eyes, and the next second, a huge light blue screen was projected from the glasses into the air. What this light screen showed was a large area of ​​meaningless numbers, very strange charts, and... a three-dimensional model image?

"[Data System]"

She uttered these meaningless words: "This is the core I created that can replace the current inefficient alchemy system."

"I know you can't understand its use, so let me give you a few simple examples - the formula for Loren Cain's potion."

As soon as Ming Fuluo finished speaking, the numbers that kept flashing on the light curtain began to scroll at high speed. In just a few seconds, the light curtain immediately showed a three-dimensional scroll, on which was written -

Two grams of Fushan Violent Mushroom powder, 0.5 grams of Blue Water Butterfly Phosphorus powder, 0.1 grams of White Amber, add 100 grams of water, stir thoroughly, and use the extraction technique...

It clearly shows the necessary materials for making Loren Cain potion, as well as the entire production process!

"Query." Ming Fuluo said calmly, "The most basic function, all potions, alchemical equipment, special items, enchantment requirements... As long as they are entered, I can get the information I need in the shortest time, and the expansion on this -"

"If I now have a piece of Flamel gold with a purity of more than 90%, a 200-year-old Norn ancient tree branch, and a complete lava dragon beast crystal core, what can I make?"

The numbers on the light screen scrolled again. This time, the scrolling time was very long. After about five minutes, the words displayed on the light screen changed again -

"An unknown potion with an effect similar to the [Ignition Potions], with a success rate of 32%."

"A weapon that can remain absolutely stable in a fourth-order strength confrontation, with a maximum volume of no more than 5,000 cubic centimeters. It can be enchanted with nine items: penetration, sharpness, curse, burning, and life. The success rate fluctuates within 21%. The enchantment probability needs to be calculated independently."

"A spellcasting medium that tends to exert the twelve elements of [Fire], [Life], [Change], and [Tenacity]..."

Ming Furo only provided the materials she had, and the light screen automatically showed the items that could be made, even including the success rate!

Under the completely dazed gaze of so many extraordinary people, Ming Fuluo's performance has not yet ended.

“Scan and build a model.”

She picked up her glasses, pointed them at the podium, and spoke in a calm tone.

Soon, a three-dimensional projection of the podium in front of her appeared on the screen, with text next to it -

Composition: 92% white mountain wood, 8% common metal.

“This is just the tip of the iceberg of what this data system can do.”

Ming Fuluo put away the light curtain, put on her glasses again, and looked down at the listeners and audience below with an expressionless face.