I Am Not A Mage Lord

Afterwards, after Lin Qi and Wang Ruoling had an in-depth exchange on the working principle of the brain, they finally confirmed that their little partner is really in stock, and it is definitely not for the graduate student to help in order to establish a reputation for academic dominance. Published works.

　　 After the night got deeper, Lynch washed a few faces, resisted the sleepiness, and brushed several academic papers on "Microprocessor Construction" and "Human Brain Field" on HowNet before going to bed.

　　 As a layman, his method of searching for excellent monographs is also very simple. Just look through the frequently cited papers and works in the field, and look at their citation lists. Basically, the ones that appear frequently are the well-known works of the industry's "high house".

　　 Even if he couldn't finish it, he copied it directly in the memory palace, and he turned it out to study when he had time.

　　 The sudden return of Master Mofeng during the day, and the close protection of the hotel where he stayed at night, all told him one thing.

　　 The Luoshi mage and his wife who dominated the entire "Yangcheng" had no plans to wait for him to enroll in the Central Academy of Magic, and then slowly start their hands.

　　 Killing Lynch, for these superior mages, what needs to be considered is whether they can withstand the "price" from the official punishment of the Association.

　　 The "Mage Protection Act" gives the opponent a clear legal basis for killing Lynch.

　　 But Lynch got the status of "mage apprentice" from Mo Feng. This law, which can govern the mage, has become his legal "gold medal for avoiding death."

　　 However, no matter how genius a mage apprentice is, he is still an apprentice. After all, his face value is not as good as that of a mage.

　　 Even if the following association punishes the other party and gives an explanation to the apprentices of the sorrowful mage, it is impossible to pay for their lives.

　　 Once the Luos were willing to go all out and had the courage not to be afraid of sitting in prison, Lynch’s life was still hanging by a thread.

　　 This is the reason Mo Feng needs to protect him during this vacuum period.

　　 As long as he enters the academy, then the opponent will use "forced killing methods" to slap the academy in a disguised form. It will have to face even greater pressure and at the same time have to cross the academy's defenses.

　　 Yes, the only thing Lynch can do is to increase the difficulty for the opponent to kill himself.

　　 "Mage apprentice" status is the first line of defense.

　　 "S-level standard" treatment is the second line of defense.

　　 "Secret faction" asylum is the third line of defense.

　　 "Magic Academy" nursing is the fourth line of defense.

　　 But the protection of these powers, after all, puts one's own life on the "sense of responsibility" of others.

　　Only the money in the pocket is what I really control.

　　 So Lin Qicai has to work hard to study the new use of "Memory Palace"!

　　 He basically confirmed that he did not die after being attacked by the "Phantom Killer", which must have something to do with the special materials of the Memory Palace.

　　Finally, with a precautionary attitude, Lynch could hardly resist the call of deep sleepiness, slowly leaning on the comfortable bedding, and falling asleep slowly.

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　　 Breathing is gentle, and the snoring is low.

　　 Suddenly, as if the weightlessness of a dream fell, Lynch suddenly woke up.

　　 His head is extremely dizzy, like waking up from a hangover, his consciousness is drifting, his body organs have not been matched in sync yet, and he wakes up together.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows covered by light gauze, a gray sky is very different from the scorching sun of yesterday.

　　 But Lynch is not surprised. The subtropical monsoon climate is already hot and humid, and the weather in June in the south will change if it changes.

　　 He rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the wall clock was already ten o'clock.

　　 "Mage Desert Wind?" Lynch tried to shout, his voice became very hoarse, he suspected that he was sleepwalking in the middle of the night to drink.

　　 There is no response from the suite next door, it seems that I have gone out.

　　Since he is lonely and widowed, he doesn't need to pay too much attention. Lynch touches the bed, pulls the sheets away, steps on the carpet with bare feet, and puts on the slippers.

　　 Only for a moment, he felt a bit weird, but didn't pay much attention, and went straight to the washing room, ready to brush his teeth and wash his face.

　　 I don't know if it's a backlash from not getting enough sleep, he always feels that the room is a little uncoordinated.

　　 "Wh." With a sound, the faucet was turned on, and the warm water rushed down to meet each other.

　　 Lynch’s brain is still squishy, ​​and everything around him has a sense of illusion, as if it will be ghosted.

　　 As expected, staying up late to destroy the body, I still have to go to bed early tomorrow.

　　 Lynch was reviewing his never-corrected work and rest habits, brushing his teeth, washing his face, shaving, squatting, and repeating the process mechanized.

　　 Just when he was squatting in the pit with a blank face, suddenly the toilet light flashed.

　　 There will be voltage instability in the hotel of the Presidential Suite?

　　Lin Qi was surprised, but he pulled up his pants without thinking, walked back to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, huffed and pulled open the gauze curtains on the surface, trying to let the sunlight in and make him sober.

　　 Immediately, the street scene of the entire city's CBD area came into view, and the fog was filled, like an extra layer of BBC typical underworld tones.

　　 The sky was horribly grey, and huge dark clouds had accumulated in the high altitude, and the darkness was overwhelming, which foretells the coming of a heavy rainstorm.

　　 Does he have to communicate with Mo Feng to see if he needs to leave early?

　　 With a nauseating hiccup, Lynch touched his stomach, but he didn't feel the feeling of fasting after sleeping all night.

　　 I missed the hotel’s buffet breakfast, and I could only order the hotel to deliver it if I wanted to eat it.

　　 Lynch walked to the service phone by the bedside and picked up the call reception directly.

　　 "Deep toot..."

　　 There was a busy tone, and there was no answer.

　　As an engineering male, Lynch clearly knows that the telephone line itself can provide telephone signals with a weak power supply.

　　 There are only two possibilities for phone damage and line failure, neither of which can be solved by him.

　　 He took out his cell phone again, and was about to dial the service number marked on the landline, but found that the cell phone had a black screen!

　　 Last night, he watched his mobile phone and fell asleep. UU reading www.uukanshu.com turned on the entire screen and naturally ran out of power.

　　 Lynch patted his head a little irritably. These days, leaving the cellphone for more than a few minutes would make people feel anxious.

　　 His eyes fell on the socket, and the fast charge on it had disappeared.

　　 is something wrong.

　　 Lynch dashed forward, grabbing the doorknob and unscrewing forcefully, but suddenly realized that he could turn infinitely?

　　 It means that the door handle and the lock cylinder have been tripped, and he can even hear the "click" of the iron plate.

　　 looked at the structure of the door lock again, it was not something ordinary people could destroy with brute force.

　　 Don't worry.

　　 Lin Qi took a deep breath and gave up the idea of ​​slapped the door and shouted for help. He remembered that there were no other customers on this floor, and they asked not to disturb.

　　 looked back at the "smoke sensor" on the ceiling, he was not nervous, took out the white shirt he had just bought, then walked to the toilet and rearranged his clothes.

　　 Even if you die, you have to die in a more handsome posture.

　　 Of course, he was essentially looking for a hair dryer, and using it to blow on the pillowcase for a few minutes would cause a fire, and then use the smoke to let the hotel know.

　　 Just after Lynch finished the whole set, he looked at his still handsome face in the mirror.

　　 suddenly.

　　 "Linqi" in the mirror smiled like a puppet, and the arc of the smile on the corner of his mouth became wider and wider, tearing apart as if caught by a fish hook.

　　 And Lynch outside the mirror, looking at this horrible scene, still stares at himself in the mirror.

　　 "Linqi" in the mirror kept a weird smile and wrote on the mirror with blood-stained fingers.

　　 "You killed my child, let you pay for it today."