Infrastructure starts from the game

Gancak didn't understand why the goblin backed down.

In his impression, goblins are short-sighted, profit-seeking creatures who sell their lives for a few gold coins. It is hard to imagine that they will one day not want gold coins.

But the goblins of Academy City overturned this perception.

The little goblin he met that night when he saw the black robe was no accident. Almost all the "representatives of alien races" changed their opinions the next day. The most wicked thing was that many goblins refused to give the bribed gold coins Give it back to Gancak.

"That black robe must have used evil control magic!"

"I want to expose his conspiracy!"

Gancak said angrily.

He unloaded his suitcase.

As the youngest minister of education, Gancak voluntarily came to Academy City to serve as the vice-principal. How to say it was "into the enemy camp". Therefore, before departure, the Royal Mage Tower prepared a lot of self-defense for Gancak. As for magic props, how to prevent the black magician's mind control pollution is the key point.

The most precious of them is a robe with a golden magic circle drawn on it.

This robe was woven by the great magician of the royal court. It can defend against all spiritual magic and physical damage. I heard that he only made two and dedicated them to His Majesty the Emperor. One of them was presented to the Minister of Education, and he was told to wear it on important occasions.

Although Gancak felt that no one would dare to be arrogant enough to attack the Minister of Education sent by the capital, he faithfully followed His Majesty's request and wore this magic robe on important days such as the school festival and school affairs meeting.

It's true that Gancak has never had an accident that would threaten his life.

But this time, Gancak felt that it was time for this magic robe to come in handy!

It's not timidity, it's... prudence.

right!cautious!

Gancak put on a completely defensive magic robe, led his servants, and came to the mushroom made by the black robe with great righteousness. With the determination to die, he drew the dangerous rune.

Then, that day, Mr Gancak stayed from eight in the morning until two in the morning.

Even the three meals are bought by the servants.

Angel is not as free as Mr. Gancak.

After Angel slept in the top room of the Academy City Guest House for one night, he took two of his employees and Ms. Yani to discuss the laying of the magic base station early the next morning.

Prior to this, Angel formally introduced the two high-level runemasters to Ms. Yani and other high-level college officials.

"These two are high-level rune masters, Erbi;"

"Nair;"

"These two rune masters are from the Mage Tower of the Royal Capital, and they will be responsible for the networking and maintenance of the magic network of the Academy City."

This is why Angel brought two high-level rune masters.

In terms of loyalty, Yinye is the most suitable, and as a graduate here, he is more familiar with the environment.

It's a pity that as a student who has only graduated for a year, Yinye does not have the prestige recognized by the high-level officials of the Academy City, and Yinye's rune level is indeed too low. It needs to be honed for a while, at least to become an intermediate rune master Besides.

Angel is going to let Yinye come over to take over the management of the entire project after the network of Academy City is completed.

I believe that at that time, Academy City will also welcome the return of "one of my own" Silver Leaf.

But in the early stage of network engineering, the technical requirements are stronger, so it is undoubtedly more suitable and convincing to be a high-level rune master. The identity of the two Wangdu mage tower rune masters can even alleviate some conservatives' rejection of the magical network. manner.

The senior management of the academy really welcomed the two high-ranking rune masters:

"Hello!"

The director of academic affairs held on to Erbi's hand, not noticing the panic on the faces of the two senior rune masters.

It was also the first time they had heard of it.

The two high-ranking rune masters couldn't believe that Angel would entrust them with such an important project.

Ms. Yani was also a little worried: "Isn't Mr. Angel personally responsible?"

"Of course I will personally be responsible for the planning of the entire magic power network, but I am a magician after all. When it comes to technical details, I think the two high-level rune masters will be more careful and perfect." Angel said.

Ms. Yani pondered for a while, and agreed with this statement.

It is true that Angel is a magician, but as far as technical details are concerned, there is no need to do it himself, not to mention that his base camp is Cecilia, the capital of magic, it is impossible to guard the city of academy all the time, and there is no need to guard it here , in this case, there are two high-level rune masters sitting in charge, which will make people feel more at ease.

Ms. Yani accepted this statement, so she no longer struggled with it.

She is a very neat little old lady, and when she turned the topic to her most concerned issue: "Speaking of the magic power network, I noticed that the magic power base station you plan to lay out in our Kagofen seems to be different from Cecilia, Yeah?"

"Because Cecilia's magic power network is not suitable for Academy City."

Angel nodded.

In the past half a year, Angel was not just thinking about how to produce peripheral money, he conducted in-depth research on the magic power base station based on Sky Spring, and produced five or six papers.

Academy City just fits a certain situation envisioned by Angel.

Angel explained: "You have been to Cecilia several times, and you should notice that the coverage of the sky spring is limited, and Cecilia, as a city with walls and specific living areas, can be covered by the sky. The spring effectively covers, and effectively transmits magic power, nourishing the sky spring, so as not to cause too much waste;”

"However, Academy City is a plain. Its area is too large. A sky spring cannot cover all areas in a short period of time. Moreover, the residents are not fixed. Students and teachers will return home during the holidays. At that time, the sky spring cannot Without nourishment, it is easy to die, so I suggest using the sky spring network to let the hyphae form a magic network underground, and set the dormancy period of the magic base station to avoid unnecessary losses during the holiday..."

Angel explained carefully.

When he mentioned his research, he had no symptoms of social phobia, but he wanted to say more.

After all, this is the city of the academy. Except for a few administrative staff, most of the people present here are scholars. Although their majors are different, the magic power planning this time involves all aspects of the academy, and it is inevitable that they are related to them. Therefore, slowly, everyone Everyone calmed down and listened to Angel's explanation, and participated in the planning of the Magic Network.

When Angel was hiding in Academy City for "vacation", a certain black cat in Magic Gear was in a state of madness:

"When that black robe comes back, I'm going to tear him apart!"

Mithril shouted cursingly.

But there wasn't much time for such complaints, and the service cats were busy running around.

"How many broomsticks are in stock?!"

"When will the next batch of game crystal balls arrive meow?"

"Meow meow, there is another batch of orders for the game crystal ball!"

Because the group of cats lacked the ability of rune masters, they got a two-day real holiday after the Holy Spirit Festival, but when the Holy Spirit Festival ended and the magic gear reopened, the Shura field to entertain the cats also came.

Broomsticks and crystal ball games are more popular than expected.

Among them, the flying broom is okay, because the current use area of ​​the flying broom is limited to the city of Cecilia, and the owner of the broom must also take the "pilot license" test, so the shipment is generally within the calculation range.

The real horror is the sales of the game crystal ball.

This crystal ball can be played anywhere at any time, without limitations on size and scope of use, and it immediately became the most popular commodity. Within half an hour of the opening of Magic Gear, all the crystal balls on the counter were sold out. , Even the lottery fountain outside did not stop people from buying game crystal balls.

According to this sales speed, even though Angel had already maximized the production of the game crystal ball before the Holy Spirit's Day, the inventory could only last for more than a month.

The most terrifying thing is that orders like snowflakes are also accumulating.

Not only the keen merchants of Xieser, but also merchants from other cities have sent orders one after another, asking for game crystal balls in units of "ten thousand".

"The order for the game crystal ball has been scheduled for summer, should we suspend the order?"

Sanhua asked Mithril wearily.

In the hot sales situation, even this lazy cat who used to fish couldn't find a chance to be lazy, so he could only sigh and squat in Mithril's office, checking the amount of the bill.

"Anyway, the owner of the black robe has run away, so it doesn't matter if we sell less!" Sanhua suggested.

Mithril slapped it into the desk drawer with one paw: "Don't always think of lazy ways, the production of magic gears has not yet reached its peak! The second production workshop is the main force of this kind of props!"

"But, even if the second production workshop is put into use, we don't have enough alchemists!" Sanhua complained, as if he was very familiar with the workshop.

Mithril stared at Sanhua for a while, then sighed: "Send a letter to 'Singer'."

"But……"

"I'm done with my work this time, and I'll double your salary."

"Even so, I don't think they will come back meow!"

Sanhua complained, but obediently squatted back in front of the typewriter, and tapped on the keyboard with her claws.

"Dear Mister Singer:

I'm Oso.

Seeing this sentence, you will definitely think where this is a fraudulent letter!But it was me, meow, I was pulled back from hell by the new owner of the workshop, and I said that I have no meow that is easy to die!

In order to prove that I am not a fake, let me say a few things as proof..."

Frontier town Goluglu

"Another letter from the magic gear? Hey, why didn't you burn it this time?"

Nightingale came back from the outside with a basket of vegetables, saw the familiar gear logo on the envelope on the desk, couldn't help but paused, and asked her husband strangely.

Her husband is a middle-aged man close to 40 years old in appearance. He looks very artistic, but his face is melancholy and weather-beaten, and his hair at the temples has also turned gray early.

Most notable, though, were his legs, which were so hollow below the knees that he was confined to a wheelchair.

Looking at such a husband, Nightingale couldn't help asking worriedly, "You don't want to go back to the magic gear, do you?"

"How is it possible?!" The middle-aged man replied, "It's just that they asked an old man to write this letter. I was surprised that the child was resurrected, and I was a little reluctant to burn it."

Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, but hesitated a bit: "... If you definitely want to return to the magic gear, it's not impossible. The new owner of the workshop seems to be doing well, at least he will give you all your past wages. .”

"Haha! Not bad? That's a black robe! Even mortals can sacrifice innocent children to the devil, so what can't be done by the evil black robe? Who knows if this letter is a conspiracy! Fundamentally speaking , Resurrection is impossible!"

The man laughed loudly.

Nightingale didn't say anything, she just sighed and looked at her husband.

She knew that the other party still wanted to go back.

So is she.

Nightingale and her husband "Singer" are both alchemists. They spent their apprenticeship in the alchemy workshop Magic Gear at that time. At that time, the industrial revolution had just begun, and Magic Gear was the largest alchemy workshop in the East.

And the singer was also proud at that time. As the most outstanding person among the group of apprentices, he was appointed as the person in charge of the "Second Studio" of the workshop. He just wanted to make some achievements. His Majesty the King wants to promote a means of transportation that can also be used by ordinary people, so Singer invented the "low-magic flying broomstick", but the backlog of sales is too slow to be sold.

That was just the beginning, and no one expected that the old magic era would be torn to pieces by the monster called Industry.

By the time they realized it, the entire workshop was in dire straits, and Singer and Nightingale were the last employees remaining in the alchemy workshop, and they were owed several years of salary.

Even so, Singer and Nightingale did not give up on the magic gear, they just wanted to accompany it to the end until...

Until the singer discovered that the owner of the workshop was actually sacrificing children!

Nightingale didn't know the details of the incident, but only knew that after her husband's favorite apprentice disappeared inexplicably, her husband had an argument with the owner of the workshop and lost both legs. In the end, they were helped by Mithril, the guardian beast of the alchemy workshop. Only then escaped, and took all they could take.

It was also from then on that the magic gear became their nightmare.

But starting half a year ago, Magic Gear seems to have changed.

First, the news of Magic Gear’s bankruptcy was published in the newspaper, but a check was sent from Cecilia a month later, paying the salaries owed by the alchemy workshop before, and a few months later, Mithril wrote a letter, Signifying that the matter is over and the workshop is taken over by a new owner, bringing them back to the Magic Gears.

If that was the case, Singer and Nightingale might have gone back immediately.

In fact, when the first letter was received, Singer hurriedly asked someone to go to Cecilia to inquire about the news of the magic gear, and the couple also started to pack their luggage, but the news brought by the other party made the couple feel uneasy. It was like being splashed with cold water.

——The magic gear has a new owner, but the new owner is a black robe.

The alchemist couple immediately hesitated.

They know that Mithril is a magical creature, and a magical creature cannot resist its master.

The reason why Mithril was able to protect them from the previous owner was because the previous owner Boris was an ignorant scum who didn’t even know how to control the core of the workshop. If it was replaced by a black robe, would Mithril be able to If you have your own consciousness, then maybe.

When Mithril sent them away, he himself said:

"Even if it's my request, don't come back! The old era has passed, and this workshop...is hopeless."

Because of this, the couple hardened their hearts and ignored one letter after another.

Now, it is the ninth letter.

Should I go to Cecilia to see for myself before drawing conclusions?

Nightingale couldn't help thinking, but out of fear of the black magician, she couldn't make up her mind.

Nightingale sighed and carried the vegetable basket, ready to go to the kitchen to prepare lunch. She took two steps, stopped, and suddenly remembered another thing: "Where's Didi? It's time for dinner, why isn't he at home?"

Flute is the youngest son of the nightingale and the singer.

The two were born after they came to the border town, and they were only six years old.

The singer was stunned when he heard the words: "Didn't that kid go shopping with you? Does he like going to the market with you the most?"

"But he said that you are going to teach him how to draw a magic circle today, so you won't go out with me." Nightingale remembered that she felt very relieved when she heard her son say that last night. She felt that her son was so obedient and sensible at such a young age, and she was willing to follow Dad studies and doesn't go out to play. He is very relieved. Today he specially bought his favorite beef for his son!

But her husband said strangely: "He likes to go to the market with you the most, and he will make a fuss about it at this time of the week. How can I teach the magic circle today?"

The couple looked at each other with terrified expressions.

They have a very serious psychological shadow on the disappearance of children.

"I'm going to look outside right now!" Nightingale hurried out.

Singer opened the bookcase: "No need! It's faster to use magic props directly!"

As he said this, he reached out from the bookcase and found a music box.

Open the music box, and the little boy holding the three-colored cat on it is singing, and the notes turned into phantoms, flying in the air, flying towards a certain direction.

Nightingale pushed her husband's wheelchair, and walked quickly towards the direction where the notes of the music box were.

——Because she was too anxious, she forgot that it would actually be faster for her to find someone directly with the music box.

Fortunately, the direction where the note flew was not far away. It was at the end of the same street. There was also a little boy in that house, slightly older than Didi, who would occasionally play with Didi.

"It seems to be playing with the children." The singer said.

"It should be!" Nightingale agreed.

But the couple did not feel at ease.

In their impression, their son is a very well-behaved child, even if he accidentally got a little bit playful, he wouldn't lie because of it—that's why the couple believed his son's words so easily yesterday—so they didn't really see their son before , they can't let go of their hearts.

As a result, they didn't take a few steps, but saw the neighbor's couple also coming out of the house.

The neighbor's husband greeted the singer when he saw the singer: "Boss, have you seen my brat?"

This former employee of the magic gear was also a subordinate of Singer. After that nightmare night, he followed Singer to the town to settle down because he had nowhere to go.

The singer showed a serious expression when he heard his question.

"Hey, didn't your family come back?"

It wasn't the singer who asked the question, but an adult from another family. He lived a little further away, and it seemed that he came out to look for the child because the child hadn't come back by lunch time.

Moreover, there were obviously not so few people who didn't go home to eat, and several adults came to find them one after another.

"...They're all in that family!"

Singer adjusted his magic music box and checked the direction of the children.

There was also someone who had a good time with the owner, and immediately said strangely: "? Old Joel? But didn't he go fishing? He went out early."

The parents glanced at each other, and since they couldn't find their child anywhere else in the town, they went to knock on the door anyway.

The doors and windows of Old Joel's house were tightly closed, and it didn't look like anyone was there.

"Sure enough, no more!"

"No! Someone! I heard the voice of a child!" Nightingale said, and moved her feathered and wing-shaped ears. As a mixed race, her five senses were more sensitive than ordinary people.

"Who broke the door open!" Singer tried to get up from the wheelchair, but couldn't move, so he could only ask helplessly.

The local townspeople didn't respond. After all, they didn't have the same psychological shadow as the singer. Compared with the kid at home who didn't have lunch for a while, they felt that breaking down the neighbor's door was a bit too much.

"I come!"

Only the former employee of the magic gear who followed the singer to this town said.

They vaguely knew what their former master had done.

Immediately, the tallest man bumped into the door panel, knocking the door open at once.

"Alas!"

"Ahhh!"

"What's wrong?!"

Suddenly, the room sounded like a bird-like child's scream.

The parents couldn't care about anything else, and rushed into the house nervously, only to see that the house was a mess, with fragments of snacks everywhere, and their children were intact around the table in the middle of the room. There is also a huge crystal ball.

Seeing this scene, the parents realized that they had misunderstood:

"What are you doing?"

"Divination?"

"That's right, it's divination!" A boy replied in a panic, trying to hide the crystal ball, "The teacher assigned a magic homework, so—"

"So what a ghost!"

Immediately with a roar, the boy's mother stepped forward and pulled him away by the ear: "You think I don't know? Are you learning magic? You are playing a game!"

"No, this can really improve magic control! Some people got admitted to Academy City because of this... It hurts!"

There was a sudden panic in the room.

Only Didi obediently walked in front of her parents and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Singer and Nightingale looked at their son angrily and amusedly, not knowing where to start a lesson, and compared to other parents, they were also a little confused about the situation.

The singer asked others, "What's the matter with that crystal ball?"

"That's a game crystal ball." The townspeople knew that the singer's legs were inconvenient, he didn't go out very much, and he didn't know much about the outside world, so he enthusiastically explained: "Do you know the magic gear? It was developed by that workshop. The new toy has been selling like a broomstick recently! Almost every kid in every family is clamoring to buy it..."

"Wait a minute, what did you say selling crazy with crystal balls?!"

The singer firmly grasped the opponent's hand.