Infrastructure starts from the game

Even ordinary people can feel the magic power, especially the magic talent present.

Even for them, it was the first time that they could clearly see the magical elements wandering through their fingertips, and they came at their beck and call, and experienced what a real genius sees the world like.

But there are also a few mages who feel that something is not right.

Payson is one of them.

Peson is the Minister of Education in the Eastern Territory. He is white-robed and middle-ranked. However, he is not a local mage in Cecilia City, but a royal mage tower from the royal capital of St. Yejin City. In the magic world of the Central Empire, he is a An orthodox royal mage was born.

Peson had none of the arrogance common to royal mages.

He has a kind round face, always smiling and good-natured, and nothing seems to make him angry.

It's the same this time.

Obviously the school is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Education, but Mayor Owen and the Magic Association only asked the clerk of the Ministry of Education to speak out, and they didn't even intend to inform him, the Minister of Education, and Pei Sen didn't have any opinions. Taking the initiative to participate in this foundation laying ceremony made the Magic Association a little embarrassed.

However, at the moment when the rainbow fell from the sky and the magic elements were happily swaying around, Pei Sen's smile finally showed a crack.

Such a rich magical element, could it be——

Magic well? !

Payson's eyes widened, showing an expression of disbelief.

As an orthodox royal mage, Peisen has experienced the magic well. In fact, the Royal Mage Tower has the most complete magic well facilities so far.

The Crimson Well.

This well was built by humans, elves, and dwarves during the most prosperous period of the magic age. It is said that even the design drawings are handwritten by the gods. Directly resisting a plane impact is a stronger and greater existence than Cecilia's immortal city wall.

But in history, the output of this well has never been opened to its maximum.

Even when the demon army invaded, its defensive cover barely covered the palace.

In modern times, the output of magic power from the Crimson Well has been strictly controlled. Only a few Xingyao towers in the capital are eligible to use the energy inside, and Pei Sen is also dispatched from the capital to collect his power from the Xingyao Tower. It was the first time that mana was replenished at the Crimson Well when he was learning the Staff of the Scholar.

Now, the level of magic power that Peson felt was similar to that near the Crimson Well.

He couldn't believe it: "This is the magic power enrichment... the magic well?"

"The black robe said, in principle it is." Operator John replied.

"However, isn't it too wasteful for a group of untalented commoners to use this level of facilities?"

"Um?!"

Officer John's eyes widened in disbelief. Did he just hear their minister say something discriminatory that an educator should never make?

Minister Payson didn't care about the reaction of his subordinates.

Holding his scholar's staff, he whispered a few incantations, trying to absorb the rich magic power in the air, this is the usage of "no waste".

But the magical elements didn't respond to his spell as he'd hoped.

Instead, with the sound of "Du——", the bright red text jumped out in front of him:

[Your traffic is insufficient to connect to the network. 】

[Do you want to supplement the flow of magic courses immediately? 】

"What is this?!" Person said in surprise.

"Your magic flow is not enough, right?" Operator John looked at his immediate superior suspiciously, but still recalled the "Magic Network Transmission Protocol Version 1.04" that Angel had submitted to them before.

He explained: "The black robe said that the magic well here is not a pure magic well, but a magic pool. The magic power provided in it is countless and cannot support the consumption of the mage. It can only be used by students for teaching. To avoid the waste of magic power, it is also to encourage students to actively use magic, and all children must pass magic courses in exchange for magic power flow."

"Oh, a very reasonable plan." Person said dryly.

He said how can someone be so stupid?Opening up the magic power well for people to use for nothing!

But even so, it is too extravagant!

Too extravagant!

If he had had this condition when he entered the Magic Tower...

"Is the motive of that black robe really all right?" Peisen couldn't help wondering, "To provide such a facility, isn't he really using children for experiments?"

Don't worry, that black robe was sent by the Masterless Tower to carry out the magic revival plan.

Otherwise, how could a mid-level player produce such powerful equipment?

Operator John almost replied like that.

Fortunately, he remembered that Owen and Hume had speculated about this matter, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

Although Payson is a good person, the Ministry of Education also has many opponents of compulsory magic education. If one of his friends happens to be an opponent, it would be bad if it is accidentally leaked out.

John said more cautiously: "It seems that it is indeed his research project, but you don't have to worry, we have specially drafted the user security part of the "Magic Network Transmission Agreement" to ensure the safety of all users' lives, souls and property."

Payson remembered: "It seems that you have said it."

John also submitted a copy of the agreement before.

"Your Excellency, are you discussing the magic power base station?" Suddenly someone interrupted and asked.

Payson turned his head to look, and found that several people dressed as reporters were looking at him.

After confirming the eyes, they are all from the capital.

But under the current circumstances, it would seem to distort the facts to emphasize that the game is depressing, and people have come up with magic wells.

If the magic well was built by Mayor Owen, it can be said that he wasted tax money and engaged in face-saving projects.

But this turned out to be donated by a private alchemy workshop, and the owner of this workshop will always be the Cecilia family who can only be civilians. Even if they want to say that they have shady scenes, no one will believe it.

The only thing that can make a fuss is probably Angel's black robe identity.

But Owen has a magic agreement, not to mention, too much attack will definitely offend many black robes, and those black robes will go crazy, who knows what they will do, and offending them will definitely outweigh the gains.

Minister Payson weighed quickly in his mind.

Then he showed his usual smile: "This pilot magic education is very generous! Such a wealth of magic power, even the Royal Academy in the capital does not have this condition! People are very much looking forward to the results!"

Saying so, Payson pushed John out.

"This is John, an officer of our Ministry of Education. He is also one of the leaders of this pilot plan! He is a very talented educator who cares about students. With him staring at this pilot, our Eastland Education Department I am very relieved! I believe that during the magic appraisal this winter, you will be able to reap unexpected results!"

"The minister deserves the award!" John said in surprise.

Is Minister Peisen so optimistic about this pilot project?Did I hear it wrong just now?

John thought so, he was quickly dazzled by the flash of the camera, and wanted to show a more handsome smile to the camera, and the reporters also cooperated with him for a while.

Minister Payson watched from the side with a smile, as if he didn't care at all that he was robbed of the limelight.

He also noticed that several reporters showed expressions of relief, as if they were relieved that they would not have to write reports against their will.

Minister Payson's smile deepened:

Fools, how can it be so easy to learn magic? !

Even if a person without talent directly plunges into the center of the magic well, he will achieve nothing!

Although he doesn't know what stupid experiment that black robe wants to do, he will soon know that talent determines everything, and it is unnecessary to have any expectations for those without talent. They are only suitable to be the fuel of the factory in the end .

The higher the praise now, the more "pretty" the result will be when it comes to the magic power appraisal!

Payson smiled and backed away from the excitement of the crowd.

At the same time, people who should have been the focus of everyone escaped from the crowd:

Angel Cecilia.

Angel avoided the crowd, walked to the small pool on the side of the school building, picked up the water and patted his face.

He was dizzy from standing in front of the crowd for too long just now.

A lot of irrelevant people, a lot of meaningless voices, a lot of time-wasting speeches.

So what kind of ceremony did Angel hate the most? Ceremonies, meetings, whether on stage or off stage, made people feel uncomfortable!If it wasn't for his research project, he wouldn't have participated in such a damn show ceremony!

Still, it's all worth it!

The first magic base station is finally built!The second, is the third still far away?

If the pace of development is fast enough, maybe by this time next year, you can get a city's local area network.

That is to say, he, Angor, traveled through more than 100 years, and finally got an internet connection!

Angel felt very emotional.

As a traveler in the information age, Angel has a very serious dependence on the Internet.

In his previous life, as long as he went to a place without wifi, he felt very unstable, but when he had to travel, he felt that he was about to die when the network was disconnected for a day.

Now he has lived in this ghost place without internet for more than 100 years!

Humans are indeed stronger than they imagined!

Angor thought about the fact that he was kicked out of the Tower of No Owner two months ago, and he was still wondering if he had chosen the wrong subject. If he had chosen the project of "space plane crossing", he might have returned to his previous life. Let's meet—of course, with the fragile soul of an intermediate mage, there is a 90.00% [-] (infinite) possibility of being lost in the turbulent flow of time and space, and churned into flesh.

Unexpectedly, outside the mage tower, he got the chance to complete his project by accident!

Angel felt that he could wake up with a smile from his dreams.

Although it is not necessary to use the Internet for anything, thinking about the sense of security of getting external information without contacting the crowd is enough to make Angel feel happy. .

At this time, a gloomy voice suddenly asked:

"Isn't this the magic well meow?"

Angel turned his gaze away and glanced at his own shadow, and saw huge cat eyes of different colors opened on the black shadow, staring at him.

"Don't come out like this, it will scare people to death." Angel protested.

Mithril ignored his protest and just continued: "This is Sky Spring!"

"...Is there any difference?" Angel asked.

"The difference is huge!" Mithril said through gritted teeth, "The magic well is just a man-made device! But the sky spring is a living thing! Although it is uncertain whether it is a plant or an animal, it is alive!"

That's right, the fountain-like thing standing upside down in the air is alive!

And now the area that looks like a rainbow that has landed is actually its feeding channel!

It's just that this living creature doesn't eat humans, and it doesn't need to eat other creatures. It only eats magic power.

By absorbing magic power to support itself, the fountain in the sky will continue to grow, and finally become an existence like a kingdom in the sky.

In the age earlier than the magic era, people once thought that the kingdom of clouds formed by it was the kingdom of gods, leaving a lot of myths and legends about the kingdom of the sky.

Even in the age of magic, there are still many mages who want to create their own heavenly kingdoms by raising sky springs.

From this point of view, Sky Spring can also be regarded as a mythical creature.

"Mithril, you know it very well!" Angel said, "Many mages have never heard of it!"

"The longer you live, the more things you know." Mithril said unhappily.

What it worries about is that Angel doesn't know: "I'm wondering where you found the spring of this thing?! Do you know that this thing looks similar to a magic well, and it has enough magic power in its range, but actually These magical powers are just the overflowing part of it, in fact, it needs to eat more! In fact, there are only two people who have successfully fed Sky Spring in history! One is the bloody female tyrant Yin Na in ancient times, she took the magic of the whole country Creatures are fodder to feed her Sky Spring! The other one is Cecilia the Charming Daughter... Ah, another Cecilia...but that woman has the charm to charm all beings! So her Sky Fountain is her Believers of all races crowdfunded it for her! Do you think you have that charm?!"

"I know, so I almost thought that my project would fail." Angel said.

"?What's the meaning?"

Angel said: "In the past 100 years, I have tried various possibilities to build the magic net, the most difficult of which is the transmission of magic power. Its elements are not physical, but more like an emotion. A concept that cannot be produced and transmitted by physical means.”

"I found that my thinking was limited. If physical equipment can't solve it, it may be more appropriate to use magical creatures. The final result is Sky Spring. Although it is a creature, it can produce and store magic power and has powerful computing power. It is just right. Used as the core of my network."

"The only downside is...it eats too much and requires too much magic power." Angel finally sighed.

Mithril's gaze became very cold: "So, they finally fired you from the Mage Tower?"

"Yeah, they are very short-sighted!"

"No, I think they've been able to support you in messing around for more than 100 years, which is already very great!" Mithril felt tired for Angel's "they" after thinking about it.

How big a heart must be to be willing to pay for a guy like Angel!

Heavenly Kingdom!

laugh!

At least Mithril is unwilling: "Do you think you have enough magic power to feed this monster?!"

"I don't have it, and neither do the mages in the Mage Tower," Angel said, "but the untalented may be able to do it! They have already proved that they are not without magic power with the game table, haven't they?"

Otherwise, Angel would not forcefully launch his project.

His first base station was "built" after calculating the number of magic cores on the game table in the first month.

"And this sky spring is not a wild one, it was synthesized by me using alchemy," Angel said, "It is a 'creature' that is completely under my control and can precisely control its size and food intake! "

Angel said so, raising a hand.

The magic power gathered around re-formed the rainbow, rubbing around Angel's hand like a cat.

Angel also touched it gently: "I will raise it well."

Mithril (Angel's shadow) suddenly exploded: "You alchemists are all lunatics!"

"I'm not an alchemist, I'm a black robe mage."

"Meow, alchemist black robe mage, there is a more creepy combination than this meow!" Mithril shouted.

It disappeared from Angor's shadow with disgust.

Angel was not surprised either. He waved away the little rainbow surrounding him and looked towards the corner of the wall. Half a minute later, a fashionable middle-aged man with an exaggerated mustache walked over from there.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Angel? I finally found you!" He asked knowingly, showing an exaggerated smile to Angel, "I am Mandela of Shesser, and I run a small entertainment company. Hope to have the honor of speaking with you!"

Saying so, he handed out his business card.

As for what Angel and Mandela talked about, that's another story.

Now let's turn our eyes away from these dirty adults full of distracting thoughts, and return to the magic base station again!

People have been arguing about the educational experiment, the attempt of the black robe, and the game table in the alchemy workshop for so long, but few people have really noticed what kind of school the Yi School is as the "education experimental site".

The third compulsory school in Cecilia City is such a school that has no sense of existence.

It was located on the edge of the urban area, and it used to be an ordinary compulsory school that was not valued. There were five other schools of the same kind in Cecilia City.

——Original Mayor Owen wanted to choose Enlis's school, but Angel, considering the influence of various aspects, did not want anyone to make redundant articles, so he rejected this suggestion and changed it to such a school without any Questions also don't have any character at all in the average school.

And Poirot, who also has no sense of existence, is a first-year student in the third compulsory school.

Although the school was selected as a pilot school, and the mayor and other big figures came here and gave speeches, it had nothing to do with ordinary students like Poirot.

In fact, on the day of the groundbreaking ceremony, students at the school were given a day off so they wouldn't mess with the ceremony.

After the brief noise passed, the students were allowed to return to their familiar classrooms.

Poirot was not at all happy about this.

He is not interested in going to school.

Even less interested in magic.

What does magic mean?

Either sitting in a daze (meditation), or some runes that no one can understand. After finally reaching the practical class, it took a long time to squeeze out a fireball. It was not as big as a flame drawn by a match. The old men don't even use matches, they use a device called a lighter, which can be ignited with just one click, which is more magical than magic!

Of course, the most powerful is the musket.

As long as there is a "bang", the prey is dead, no meditation or spells are needed, not to mention how majestic it is!

Thinking of this, Poirot wished he could turn twelve soon.

——I heard that as long as he is 12 years old, he can enter the factory in the next town, and he can go with his cousin!Although I heard that the salary will be much less than that of adults, but it is only natural that he is a child, right?Anyway, he usually works for the weapon shop at home, but he has no money to get it!When he has a salary, he will buy a large box of matches, throw one away for striking one, and lose two for striking two!

But now, little Poirot could only sit blankly in the classroom, listening to the eloquent words from the podium:

"...The most important thing in meditation is to concentrate, get rid of distracting thoughts, use your magical touch to sense the existence of various elements, absorb them, and transform them into your strength. This is a process that accumulates over time, and there is no room for laziness , only in this way can you really embark on the path of magic. Although we are going to try a new meditation method today, the principle is the same. Maybe you will find it more complicated than the original one, but this is the decision of Mayor Owen, Thank him, he actually cares about you in spite of his busy schedule..."

These voices circled Poirot's ears, but never entered his ears.

Accompanied by this lullaby, Poirot's eyelids became heavy, and his head began to move closer and closer to the desk——

"Snapped!"

The loud sound of the pointer woke Poirot with a start.

He raised his head, and saw Mr. Yala, who was in the meditation class, staring at him fiercely.

Poirot hastily sat up straight.

Fortunately, Mr. Yala did not ask questions by name, but only tapped the blackboard with the pointer.

"Okay, let's actually do it now!"

What to do?

Poirot thought in bewilderment.

However, he saw a big magic rune written in the center of the blackboard, and the students around him stretched out their hands and began to gesture, and immediately realized cleverly that he wanted to learn this rune.

But now it's a meditation class, not a rune class, right?

And isn't the official rune class only available in the fourth grade?

Poirot was wondering, but afraid of Mr. Yara's cold gaze above him, he quickly stretched out his hand, trying to communicate with the magic power in his body, and began to write in the air.

With his movements, the magic elements gathered, but the color was very light, like smoke, and it was crooked, as if it would disperse in the next moment.

Such a rune, let alone Mr. Yara, even Poirot himself felt very bad.

To be finished!

Desperately, Poirot drew the last stroke.

He didn't attend the class just now, so he doesn't know what the function of this rune is, but no matter what the function is, it will only fail if it is written so twisted... right?

Poirot had already imagined Mr. Yara whipping his palm with a pointer, but he didn't expect that just after he finished drawing the rune, a rectangular frame jumped out in front of him.

Well, it worked?

But what kind of magic is this?

Poirot looked at the rectangular frame in front of him strangely, but saw square, long, L-shaped and Z-shaped bricks falling down from the top of the frame and piled on the bottom of the frame.

Poirot was not stupid, just inattentive.

After looking at it for a while, he realized that he had to lay the bricks completely without leaving a gap, and the laid bricks would be converted into magic power and accumulated in the small box in the upper right corner.

Poirot thought it was very simple. After he mastered the rules, he immediately filled up the fallen bricks, and even discovered the "little trick" that the magic power would multiply if the pile was higher.

So it didn't take much time for Poirot's magic to fill the upper box.

The small box exploded, half of the magic power filled Poirot's body, and the other half turned into tiny fireworks and exploded in the box, forming the words:

[Meditation succeeded! 】

【Your magic power has increased! 】

Poirot looked at the small square frame and smiled silly.

He didn't notice at all that after the magic fireworks exploded, that part of the magic power also disappeared.

Poirot just felt that he was not satisfied, and wanted to have another dish.

And as if he had detected his thoughts, a new text jumped out:

[Do you want to start the next round of meditation? 】

【whether】

Of course!

Poirot chose [Yes] without hesitation, and watched the bricks fall from the box again.

So far, Poirot has completely forgotten the existence of Mr. Yara.

Not only him, but other children as well.