Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

[Daily vlog|Lao Feng’s day|Scientific research|Three meals a day]

[BGM: Little Song of Progress (Pure Edition)]

[Morning, family members, this is the day in the life of Research Manager Feng Zhoulong. 】

[The air in the demon city is still as bad as ever, just like the poisonous miasma of a monarch-level demon]

[Eat a simple breakfast, fire jade bird eggs are a good choice for health, the nutritional value is ten times that of eggs, of course, the price is a hundred times]

[I still clocked in at the research department in the morning, and the Southern Magic Association wanted to terminate my research and use the money for other projects]

Who the serious person keeps a diary?

Feng Zhoulong is a not-so-serious person, as fashionable as he keeps up with the trends and records his life with vlog every day.

Of course, the video is not public.

"Oh, no money." Feng Zhoulong had a headache.

It’s hard to make a fool of yourself without rice, not to mention that scientific research is an extremely expensive thing. Money is eaten up quickly and results are slow. Even when the direction is unclear, large scientific research expenses are likely to be wasted.

Therefore, compared to his almost ridiculous "fusion magic" theory, Nanguo Magic Research Division would be more willing to spend this money where it can be seen.

For example, the dolphin project is very popular recently.

The Southland Magic Association's reasons are also very good. The ocean has not been peaceful recently. Chairman Shao Zheng has protested many times at the Dubai Mage Tower.

As a detection artifact, dolphins can provide effective early warning and accurately estimate the number of monsters.

Even someone as confident as Feng Zhoulong would not dare to say that this is a miscellaneous fish project, and can only call it "other projects" sourly.

Funds are limited, and since the Southern Magic Association has chosen to bet on dolphins, Feng Zhoulong's fusion magic project will naturally run out of money.

Without money, research has hit a bottleneck.

Without money, we can’t even recruit reliable graduate students.

Without money, he, Feng Zhoulong, had to pay for the experimental consumables himself. The dignified super mage was so poor that he had three free meals every day from the association.

"Where can we get money from?" Feng Zhoulong was thinking about it when the door of the laboratory was suddenly pushed open.

"Professor, Professor Xu Fang is here!" The person who came in was Feng Zhoulong's graduate student, who was also clamoring to graduate recently.

"Who?" Feng Zhoulong didn't hear clearly.

"He is the military commander of Jinlin City, the honorary vice president of the Bell Tower Magic Association, the first place in the national competition, and the chief of the Pearl Academy!" said the graduate student.

"I can't remember these many names. Who are they?" Feng Zhoulong said impatiently.

"That's Xu Fang, Xu Fang, the famous one on TV!" the graduate student said excitedly.

"Oh Xu Fang... Xu Fang!?"

Feng Zhoulong was no longer sleepy instantly.

The graduate level is not clear enough, but he, Old Feng, knows it very well.

Xu Fang, isn't this the culprit that caused his funds to drop to zero?

"Where is he?"

"It's right downstairs!"

"Are we downstairs?"

"Let's go downstairs!"

"Now?"

"...Professor, do you want to see what you are talking about?"

Feng Zhoulong patted his forehead: "Bring him up."

"Although my graduation application has been submitted, who makes me still your student now?" The graduate student muttered and walked out.

Feng Zhoulong's temples had veins popping out, and his adult cultivation prevented him from shouting the phrase "Don't bully the middle-aged and poor."

It’s really disappointing. Are today’s students so realistic?

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rest area.

"Mr. Xu, please come this way." The graduate student lady changed her posture when she arrived in front of Xu Fang, her voice tickling her ears.

"Thank you." Xu Fang nodded and followed her upstairs.

Along the way, the graduate student girl kept looking for topics. Unfortunately, Xu Fang was like a knife. Although she responded every sentence, she had no intention of extending the topic.

Halfway through the elevator, the elevator fell into an awkward silence that made you dig your toes into the ground.

Ding~

"Mr. Xu, we're here." Seeing the elevator door open, the graduate student lady breathed a sigh of relief and quickly led Xu Fang inside.

Entering the room, Xu Fang saw Feng Zhoulong at a glance.

Feng Zhoulong was much younger than expected. He was wearing a white coat and his face had the kind of clarity that is standard for scientific researchers and is not contaminated by the secular world.

"Professor Feng." Xu Fang stretched out his hand: "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you, Xiaoli. Let's make two cups of tea." Feng Zhoulong shook hands with him and said, "Mr. Xu is here this time?"

Xu Fang didn't beat around the bush: "Do you still have any impression of the phonological material?"

"Oh, this." Feng Zhoulong suddenly realized: "There are too many trivial matters recently... Come with me."

What most scientific researchers hate the most is beating around the bush, saying something and keeping their mouths shut. They are born to be like that kind of philistine and superficial people who cannot urinate in the same pot.

There was simply no other research to do now, so he took Xu Fang to a magic experimental base.

This is a room completely isolated by white material panels.

In the center of the room, there was something like an operating table, and a pile of corpses inside could be seen through four layers of transparent tempered glass.

————It is Miao Jiang.

Xu Fang looked around: "What is the material of secret jade silver? This is the main material of the shield magic tool."

"As expected, he is a knowledgeable person. Let me tell you, I was able to get this Mithril Silver through all my hard work. Those short-sighted guys always thought that Mithril Silver was too precious and too luxurious to use as the inner wall of the laboratory." ··”

Feng Zhoulong looks like a handsome old man, but in fact he is a technical geek.

Xu Fang's question just scratched his itch, and he instantly opened the door to talk, chattering to Xu Fang about how wonderful Amway's laboratory was.

"I also plan to build a laboratory with the same specifications." Xu Fang said.

Feng Zhoulong's voice stopped abruptly: "In Jinlin City? Do you have this authority?"

"What are you talking about?" Xu Fang said with a smile: "After all, I am also the commander of the military. After the municipal administration of Jinlin City is in place, I will have to recruit additional members. A laboratory still has the right to make decisions."

Feng Zhoulong's breathing was a little rapid: "What about the research department's funding?"

"It doesn't matter."

Xu Fang looks like the kind of young man who doesn't have any ideas:

"I have always been responsible for the funding of the research department. I just approved two bomb production lines before coming here... We seem to have digressed. Let's talk about phonological substances."

Feng Zhoulong nodded silently, and the two of them tacitly agreed not to mention this matter again.

As for what each of them is thinking, it is unknown.

"My first major was in the undead system, and I have to deal with corpses every day, so every corpse is a treasure to me."

Feng Zhoulong said:

"I can extract the musical material from Miao Jiang's body. This material did not disappear due to Miao Jiang's death. Instead, it gathered together over time to form a mass of energy similar to elemental species, which was attached to Miao Jiang's body. On the remaining soul.

The reason why I didn't notify you immediately is because I couldn't separate Miao Jiang's soul from the sound system material. They were already tightly combined. "

Xu Fang asked: "Then suck them all."

"To put it simply, this sound-based substance is extremely lethal. As a super-level mage, I almost stumbled. If you forcefully absorb it, be careful that your spirit will be shattered."

Feng Zhoulong said.

Just like every monster has a spirit or residual soul, humans, as a type of creature, can naturally produce souls after death.

These souls may not have autonomous consciousness, but they carry strong emotions from their lifetimes.

With Miao Jiang's overwhelming resentment and resentment, if Xu Fang chooses to absorb it, she will definitely take the opportunity to attack without stopping!

"Don't worry." Xu Fang's expression remained relaxed: "From the time I started practicing magic until now, nothing can break my spirit."

The purple demon cloud doesn’t work.

The ancient king's armor and robe won't work.

It’s just a remnant of Miao Jiang’s soul, let alone that!