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After all, someone who can upload disassembled necromancy spells to the magic network must be very knowledgeable about the magic network and necromancy spells. It is perfectly normal for such a person to have a newly converted lich subordinate!
Moreover, judging from the state of the lich in front of her, her master should not be very powerful yet. The gift from the lich god is quite a great gift, and it is not entirely useless to her master.
No wonder the divination suddenly stopped; it turns out the path to the goal has already arrived before me. What great luck!
Camby Nash clapped his hands excitedly and quickly said:
"That's great! Let's go quickly! Which way to take? I'll escort you!"
"Don't rush, don't rush." Yashutia smiled slightly, looking at the slightly impatient Cambinash, and pointed to the coffins piled up beside her, saying:
"I also need to take some friends back to see the master. I plan to build a cemetery near the master's new territory to facilitate the master's cultivation."
"Oh I got it!"
Camby Nash nodded, then reached out his hand to sense the magic net that had been driven away by the advanced magic gathering tower, a smile appearing on his face.
Then, she took a deep breath, her consciousness surged, and she resonated with the faint necromantic essence in all the dead, gathering that essence into magical power and infusing it back into the bodies of the dead.
crunch...
One by one, the scattered coffin lids were pushed aside, and the sleeping dead swayed as they stood up.
"let's go?"
Kambinash looked at Yashutia and asked, as if seeking her advice.
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"Wake up, wake up, something terrible has happened!"
The mid-level mage in the reporter duo quickly shook his companion awake and pointed to the crowd in the distance who were burying their coffins, saying:
"Damn, your 'corpse party' actually came true!"
His companion shook his head, leaned against the small mound beside him, looked into the distance, and upon seeing the scene, couldn't help but rub his eyes, exclaiming in shock:
"...Damn! I was just going to brag a little!"
"..." The mid-level mage was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, and asked, "What do we do next? Continue following them?"
"Follow! Why not follow!"
His companion gritted his teeth and said, "What's the big deal about a worthless life? I'll just take a long break and replace all my prepared spells with life-saving ones!"
"You bastard, you're really kicking me too hard..."
The mid-level mage shook his head, yet a surge of passion welled up within him. He smiled slightly, solemnly bowed to the sky, and murmured:
"Goddess, good people give birth to triplets, please bless my and my companions' butts, we will pay our respects to you..."
Then, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, clasped his hands together, and whispered:
"Pray and observe."
"Pray and contemplate..." His companion also closed his eyes and began to pray devoutly.
Chapter 336 Investigating the Magic Network Node
While Latis was in seclusion, the people of the Mage's territory continued to work and live as usual, including the robin who was full of resentment after the failed night raid.
clang clang...
The school bell of Bogu Academy rang out, accompanied by the afterglow of the setting sun in the west, and entered the window of the research institute, landing on the face of the fisherman Evers.
Evers took a deep breath and stopped what he was doing.
Their research institute doesn't close so early. The big devil, Robin, sets an example by working overtime every day, which forces even the poor, innocent, and weak fisherman like him to get caught up in it.
There was nothing I could do; the big boss had given me too many performance points and funds.
"I really want to go fishing... This is the perfect time to bait the area..."
Evers leaned back in his chair, somewhat lost in thought, and began to imagine himself catching a fish with a single cast.
The "portable spell grenade" has been handed over to the academy for production, but it has not yet been fully made public. As for the "fusion magic engine," the research institute has begun large-scale experiments.
The fish-shaped device on the table suddenly disappeared. Evers glanced at it but wasn't worried at all.
After a moment, the skeleton of a fish slowly appeared in place, and then pieces of snow-white fish meat and fine fish scales gradually returned to their original positions.
Seeing this, Evers wrote "The twenty-first repetition of the experiment was successful" in the magic notebook beside him. Then he yawned leisurely and began to continue describing the experimental process.
The magic engine he created based on the "Sky Fish" exhibits the characteristics of the fish-shaped device in front of him. It can self-dissolve into magic elements and then reassemble into its original form under some kind of magical power. However, this process takes a certain amount of time, which is why fish bones, fish flesh, and fish scales appear in sequence.
This characteristic is fine for monsters, but it might be risky for a mage's magic engine.
As we all know, the most important characteristics of all tools used by humankind are safety and stability, followed by efficacy and specialization. However, this characteristic of instantaneous dissolution and gradual restoration may lead to many uncontrollable problems.
For example, when a mage is injured, the speed at which the magic engine changes may fluctuate. Also, different mages have different efficiencies in magic output, which may cause a slight discrepancy with the speed at which the magic engine changes.
However, these are all minor details. Evers himself is very optimistic about the prospects of his project, believing that this new type of magic engine will bring many interesting possibilities.
Because the mages of Bogu Academy have all their magic power stored in their magic engines, the efficiency of their spell output basically depends on how well each person has honed their magic engine.
However, with this "Fish-like Magic Engine", they can instantly dissipate the engine when casting spells, directly maximizing the output efficiency of magic power and pouring large amounts of magic power into small magic runes.
Then, during the lull in the battle, the magic power can be gradually withdrawn through the magic engine to prevent the sudden surge and expulsion of magic power from damaging the mage's body.
For those who struggle with spellcasting, this new magic engine can help them instantly boost their spell power to the next level.
However, Evers did not forget that their research institute's project was to explore a way to integrate the magic engine into oneself when advancing to the legendary level. Therefore, his next plan was to test whether this new magic engine could completely block the recovery phase after being instantly dissipated.
There are currently two directions: the first is to test whether the two stages can be completely separated, and the second is to research a spell that completely sublimates the materials and is engraved on the magic engine, which will automatically activate when infused with legendary-level magic.
Of course, both directions are difficult. As a mid-level mage, Evers needs to find a few senior students who are about to graduate to cooperate with the experiment.
After finishing his experimental notes, Evers leaned back in his chair and stretched.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the tender white fish meat of the fish-shaped device, making it look somewhat like cod floss that had been fried to a golden brown.
Evers couldn't help but swallow. His recent experiments all ended in the evening, and he would see this scene every time. This made him unknowingly develop a condition where he would feel hungry whenever he saw the sunset.
No, that's not right. Humans should naturally start getting hungry around this time of year.
Not only humans, but he hasn't gone to bait the fish's nest for many days either; the fish must be feeling hungry too...
Evers sighed, stood up, and put the fish-shaped device into the protective equipment and locked it.
Although he really wanted to go fishing, the big devil Robin kept threatening him, saying things like, "If you dare to waste time fishing on weekdays, I'll call my brother to crush your confidence again." This made him really afraid to go fishing secretly now, and Latis's terrible fishing luck was still giving him nightmares every night.
Every time a fish in my dream is about to take the bait, a strange fishhook will snatch it away, and when I look up, it's the man named Latis!
Why was Ra born when A was already born?
Evers walked to the door of the room and opened it.
crunch--
Tu Mugou, who was moving materials, came into his view.
Evers stroked his chin. This first-year student was not actually allowed to participate in the fourth-year program, but he heard that he was the successor of the vice-leader's so-called Civil Engineering Bible, and that Principal Fisherman was also interested in cultivating him, so he was asked to come here to do odd jobs first.
However, Tumugou was indeed quick, and he got the hang of repeating experiments even faster than Evers. Damn it, is he already this strong just because he is Latis's successor?
Evers sighed, beckoned to Bald Mugo, and asked:
"Junior, have you seen Miss Cai Nong and the big devil... uh, Robin Group Leader?"
"Good evening, senior." Bald Mu Gou put down his materials, thought for a moment, and said:
"As for Miss Cai Nong, I saw today that her experiment based on the 'Ace Dwarf Tree' has achieved initial success. During the experiment, when she asked a senior student to conduct the experiment, one of the dwarf trees swelled up under the influence of magic and sprayed out molten liquid."
"Under the instrument's detection, it was found that the melting speed was exactly in line with the standard for the internalization of the magic engine when advancing to the legendary level. So Miss Cai Nong excitedly asked the team leader for leave and went back to the plantation."
"Oh...her experiments are progressing very quickly too..."
A sense of crisis suddenly welled up in Evers' heart. Because "Ace Dwarf Wood" is a plant, it has a natural advantage in terms of safety and stability compared to his monster materials. Moreover, the natural characteristics of "Ace Dwarf Wood" make it easy to fuse with other materials, which reduces his worries.
"What should I do...? Should I find other types of fish for cross-control experiments? Monsters are indeed more suitable for multi-sample control experiments than plants due to certain commonalities in their bloodline, but my strength is completely insufficient for long-term fishing in the wild. Moreover, there are some monster overlords in the wild who rule over areas of the primeval forest..."
Suddenly, the image of a burly man appeared in Evers' mind, and he gasped in shock, realizing that he had subconsciously wanted to ask Latis for help.
Oh no, am I a prostitute?
"Uh... senior?"
Tu Mugou looked at the stunned Evers, scratched his head, and continued, "As for the Robin leader, she seems to have left quite early today."
"Huh? The Great Demon is leaving get off work so early today?" Evers snapped out of his reverie and asked curiously, "Did she say where she was going?"
Tumugou said uncertainly:
"It seems they went to inspect the 'portable stun grenade' production line..."
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"I don't know why the headmaster would set up a device to dispel magic energy here..."
A robin walks through an empty production workshop, searching for its production line.
It was evening, and the students who were originally in charge of production had all gone home, so the place fell into silence. After all, Lundia was not a capitalist market, and the students did not need to work in three shifts like the workers in Latis's previous life.
Of course, during after-school hours like this, the production workshop would be completely sealed off, and each production line would be encrypted and protected. It was only because of Robin's special identity and her relationship with Latis that Fisherman made a copy of the workshop key for her.
However, this was the first time the robin had come to the workshop at night. Generally speaking, there was nothing to check when no one was operating the production line. But the robin was still troubled by the failure of the night raid the previous night and was a little ashamed to go home and face Latis. After thinking it over, he decided to come and check the workshop.
The production line for the "portable tactical grenade" was very well hidden. Robin turned left and right many times before finally finding the production line in the dimly lit workshop. It was only because of her excellent memory that she was able to find it at night.
"The principal is being a bit too protective of this project... It's already fully in production..."
A sense of curiosity welled up in the robin's heart. She tiptoed, unlocked the production line cubicle, and gently pushed the door open to go inside.
Bogu Academy installs devices to disperse magic essence on certain production lines. According to the safety manual, this is to prevent changes in magic essence concentration from affecting the quality of the finished product, which is for quality control purposes.
However, she had previously heard by chance that the original researcher of this project had died in an accident while searching for materials in the field, and she had vaguely heard that it was related to the magic network...
The magic net? Robin was very puzzled. She didn't know much about magic, and her aptitude for meditation was also average. After not practicing for a long time, she had almost no magic power left in her body. Therefore, she had no idea why the magic net would harm people.
Suddenly she remembered the "Magic Network Node" project that Latis had secretly asked her to collect data on, and a trace of doubt welled up in her mind again.
Latis's entrustment was the most important thing to her, but she had not yet heard where the "Magic Node" production line was located, so she could not collect information for the time being. Moreover, the "Magic Node" project team had long since blocked information, and she could not even visit them.