Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

"That thing is in the cabinet on the right side of room 404 in area xx."

"Well done, find an opportunity to bring it out."

Zhang Feng had just heard the response from the other party, and before he could respond, he felt a tremendous pressure descending on him.

It was a double pressure from both the mind and the body, making him feel extremely difficult even to have a thought!

From the corner of his eye, he saw his team leader appear beside him with a gloomy face.

What made his heart tremble even more was that, in the air diagonally above the team leader, the chief inspector of the entire training base was standing there.

Zhang Feng knew his reputation too well, and his face turned pale for a moment.

Bai Mo stood on the courtyard wall and raised his hand to pull a very young man dressed as a student directly in from outside the wall.

The man looked terrified and kept trying to struggle, but to no avail.

With a flick of his hand, Bai Mo threw it directly beside Zhang Feng and asked:

"Tell me, who asked you to come?"

Unexpectedly, he relaxed some of the pressure on the two people, and just as he finished speaking, he saw a sly smile on the face of the young student-like person.

Then, without any sound, his body quickly dried up and decayed as if it had been corroded for thousands of years. His flesh and blood fell apart, and finally he became a skin-and-bone mummy lying on the ground! !

Seeing this scene, the researcher next to him staggered and stepped back suddenly.

Zhang Feng, who was closer and witnessed the whole process, looked extremely pale.

If Bai Mo hadn't confined him in all directions, he would probably have become incontinent by now!

Bai Mo looked at the mummy and frowned.

The moment this guy showed his eerie smile, he imprisoned him in all directions.

But it seems to be of no use, this guy is dying like a weed,

Rather than trying to attack or do anything else.

In addition, it is unclear what kind of magic caused this, it looks like a curse.

But he didn't detect any scent of curse magic.

Bai Mo frowned and glanced at the researcher next to him.

Zhang Feng did not appear to have the suicide device that the young student had.

However, for safety reasons, he was not prepared to release the restraints now, but said:

"Control his soul and question his conscience!"

"Huh? Oh, okay!"

The researcher finally came to his senses from the shock he had just experienced. Upon hearing this, he immediately used mental magic to control Zhang Feng.

"Name?"

"Zhang Feng."

Hearing this, both of them paused. They didn't expect it to be his real name. The researcher then asked:

"Why do you want to steal secrets?"

"They promised to help me and save my sister. My sister has a blood disease and needs a lot of money."

Seeing this, the researcher couldn't help but turn his head to look at Bai Mo. Bai Mo's expression did not change, and he motioned for him to continue asking.

After further questioning, the two found that Zhang Feng's answers were almost the same as those in his profile.

A native of Qilu, 24 years old, his parents are very ordinary, his sister is a mid-level hunter mage.

Is this just a poor guy being taken advantage of?

Bai Mo called out the Wind Spirit and asked her to control the soul. He asked again in person, but got the same answer.

"Originally, Professor Jiang wanted to recommend him as a mentor, but I didn't expect him to do something like this!"

The researcher nearby said angrily.

Hearing this, Bai Mo shook his head slightly, "Deal with it according to the law. Go get a high-level healer to cure his sister."

After dealing with this matter, he looked at the dried corpse on the ground again and called Ding Yumian to take a look.

"It looks like it was caused by a curse, but I didn't sense any related magical aura. Either it's not a curse, or the opponent's curse is stronger than mine." Ding Yumian said.

Bai Mo nodded slightly and didn't dwell on it any more.

As long as the hidden forces dare to come, he will catch them sooner or later.

"Give him to the medical examiner for an autopsy."

Several researchers immediately agreed and carried the mummy away.

This incident caused a small disturbance of self-correction in the training base, but after feeling that Bai Mo did not seem to have any intention of pursuing further responsibility, the place seemed to have returned to peace.

In room 404, Bai Mo came to the key data cabinet, outlined with his finger, and a space mark fell on it.

Of course he was just pretending to be calm. There was no point in catching some small fish. He wanted to play the long game and hook the big fish.

As for these data,

The flying fish taming method is just a super castration version.

He wants to play the long game and catch the big fish.

If there is no movement, he can't just keep watching here.

Seeing this, Ding Yumian, who followed him, said:

"Do you need me to keep an eye on you?"

"No, just study as usual."

Bai Mo shook his head, paused, and said:

"I have to go to Leizhou in a few days. If there is still no movement by then, you can keep an eye on it."

"Alright."

"How is the research on domestication going?"

"I have some ideas, but I need some plant herbs for experiments."

Ding Yumian said softly, thought for a moment, and then added:

"It would be better to have a plant mage to help in this regard. Let Jiaojiao do it."

"Then I'll go talk to her."

Hearing this, Bai Mo nodded, and when he thought of research, he thought of the fusion magic method that Feng Zhoulong was researching.

I don’t know if there is any breakthrough now.

Thinking of this, after leaving the training base, Bai Mo called Feng Zhoulong.

"Bai Mo? Why did you think of calling me?"

"Let me ask you about the progress of your fusion magic."

"You really don't come here for no reason."

Feng Zhoulong on the other side joked, and then continued:

"There has been some progress, but there are still many tests and inspections to be done, so don't worry."

"Okay, if you need anything, you can tell me."

"No, don't bother me! I'm very busy, but your call almost interrupted my train of thought."

Hearing this, Bai Mo was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He hung up the phone and returned to Xiaoshan.

He took out the Prison Ox Bead and signaled that the Prison Ox could come out.

After this period of recuperation, the injuries suffered by Qiuniu while imprisoned in the mountain space have basically healed.

Bai Mo discussed it with it and let it stay on Xiaoshan.

"Moo~~~~~~!"

A long cry spread throughout Xiaoshan.

Immediately afterwards, the moths that had been hiding in Nanshan and near the coastline all flew up in panic, as if they were trying to get away from Xiaoshan.

Such a scene immediately alarmed Yu Shishi, and she shouted in panic:

"what happened!"

She also let out a sharp scream from her mouth, trying to attract all the moths back.

But the cloud of moths just paused for a moment and then continued to fly out.