Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

The night continues.

On a remote street in Baishicheng, two figures appeared - Suomen and Mu Keni.

The two walked and talked in low voices.

Mu Keni spoke out and complained a little: "If you want me to tell you, what you did to the auctioneer before was completely superfluous."

"That's to ensure the accuracy of the information." Suomen said.

"But the problem is that the information we got has no value at all - we have already guessed - the 'confidential' books, the auction house did hand them over to that kid, but he lost it for some reason. That's it."

"..." Somen was silent, half-sounding, "Anyway, you should pay attention to this matter. When today's task is completed, I will report to explain the situation."

"As for all the fuss?" Mu Keni rolled her eyes and said with disdain.

"It's not a fuss, it's the rules of the organization." Suomen said, "Although I know that many of the people above are just mere formalities, even if I report it, they won't necessarily read it. But I do my own thing well. Now, they can't trouble me if something goes wrong."

"Whatever." Mu Keni shrugged and glanced ahead, "Uh, by the way, is it somewhere? The goal is to be in this house, right?"

While talking, Mu Keni stopped in front of a small courtyard made of white stones.

Somen stopped, looked at the courtyard, and nodded, "Yes, it is."

"Well, finish things early and rest early." Mu Keni said, walking towards the courtyard door and knocking on the door.

...

In the courtyard, in a spacious study room, many candles are lit, and the lights are bright.

In the middle of the room, there was a table on which were placed numerous gears, metal sheets, wires and other parts.

An old man with a wrinkled face, hunched over at this moment, fiddled with these parts. With his fiddling, a fist-sized precision machine gradually took shape.

After a while, the old man put the mechanical assembly on the table. He didn't know where he pressed it, and the numerous gears on the machine started to turn, making a "kakakaka" sound.

"call--"

The wrinkled old man looked at the machine and let out a long sigh, showing a satisfied expression. At this moment, there was a knock on the courtyard door outside.

"Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!"

"Huh?" The old man's eyes flashed, and he was a little puzzled. He didn't know why someone came to him so late.

Glancing at the steadily running machinery, the old man could not guess the identity and purpose of the knocker. He frowned and pushed open the door and walked out.

Walking to the front of the courtyard, the old man opened the door with a "squeak", looked outside, and saw that the remote street was dark and empty.

The old man frowned, closed the courtyard door, and walked back to the study muttering.

"Really, children are getting more and more annoying these days. They don't sleep so late, they come out and knock on the door and play pranks." It's going to be a ruthless spanking...Gah!"

The old man's words came to an abrupt end, because he saw inexplicably two more people in the study, a man and a woman.

The woman among them was holding the machine he assembled with a little curiosity, while the man was rudely flipping through the things in his room.

"You!" The old man's eyes widened, his blood was surging, and he shouted, "When did you two thieves come in! Hurry...get out of here! You...you bitch , don't touch my darling, and you bloody bastard, don't turn over my books and scrolls."

The old man shouted loudly, but both men and women were unmoved and continued to do their own thing, ignoring him at all.

The old man was angry, his eyes glanced, and he saw a black wooden walking stick in the corner of the wall. At this moment, the old man didn't have any feeling of pity and cherish the jade, he just wanted to knock down the woman who dared to touch his baby to the ground.

Get the baby back.

But he held the wooden walking stick and slammed it down, the woman stretched out her hand and waved it lightly, and with a sound, the wooden walking stick shattered in mid-air.

"You! This!" The old man's eyes widened, holding the small wooden walking stick left in his hand, looking at the woman, then at the man, and realized something, "You are... wizards?"

No one answered his words.

The man flipped through the bookshelf and found several scrolls of papyrus, came over, opened it and shook it in front of his eyes, and asked aloud, "The content on this scroll is what you study, right?"

"Forehead……"

"That's good." The man shook his hand, and the scroll disappeared without a trace.

At this time, the woman holding the mechanical creation let out a chuckle, and with one hand, the machine in her hand deformed violently. Various parts such as gears and wires that were originally perfectly embedded in the machine flew in all directions with a "crashing".

"No!" When the old man saw it, his eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he didn't know whether it was anger or fear. He looked at the man and woman and shouted, "Who the hell are you?! Why do you do this?!"

The man finally replied: "We are the ones who killed you. As for why, it's very simple, because...well, some things and some people should not appear in this world."

"But……"

"No but, goodbye." The man said, stepping up, walking in front of the old man, and lightly touching the old man's eyebrows.

The old man vibrated violently, his body fell back straight, and fell to the ground with a "bang", a blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, and blood was flowing out continuously.

The man looked at it, shook his head lightly, stretched out his finger and swiped in the air, and a golden flame was born.

The next moment, with a flick of the finger, the flame flew out, suspended in mid-air, and burned quietly.

"Let's go." The man said to the woman.

"Got it." The woman said, walked out of the study, and followed the man out of the courtyard.

It didn't take long for flames several meters high to rise from the courtyard, burning down the entire courtyard.

...

"Swipe!"

Two black shadows flew in the night, landed on the street, looked at the burning courtyard, and narrowed their eyes.

"Something happened again." The first shadow shook his head and sighed.

"It's not peaceful recently." The second shadow echoed, his voice solemn, "Some people in the city seem to need to be beaten."

"I hope those people don't say anything weird about this matter." The first black shadow said worriedly.

"We can't stop saying weird things, we just do our own thing." The second shadow was a little open, "Okay, the situation is not serious, let the rest of the people investigate slowly, we can leave."

"Yeah." The first shadow nodded, and the second shadow turned around and was about to leave.

As a result, just after walking a few steps, the second shadow suddenly thought of something, turned around sharply, and patted his head: "Uh, I almost forgot."

As he spoke, with a wave of his hand, a silver-white light flew out and shot into the flaming flames.

A cherry-sized ice core was wrapped in the silver-white light, which exploded as soon as it touched the flame. With a loud "bang", the entire courtyard fluttered with goose feather-like snowflakes, causing the temperature to drop rapidly, the flames were forcibly suppressed and extinguished, and a thin layer of ice formed on the ground of the entire courtyard.

The second shadow looked at it and nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it should be fine now, you can really leave."

"Forehead……"

"Swipe!"

Two black shadows leaped into the air and flew into the distance in the night.

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