Infrastructure starts from the game

"A new era calls—"

At seven o'clock in the morning, the brass horn outside the reception building of Academy City sounded on time.

"Fxxk!" Angel rolled over with the pillow in his arms, trying to nest himself in the center of the bed and use the quilt to isolate all the noise, but the singing outside became louder and louder.

Brass horns like this are all over every corner of Academy City, and they cannot be defended by physical means alone.

Angor hummed, and finally dragged the black robe with difficulty.

"As expected of a school, it really reminds me of the "beautiful" memories of my previous life!"

Of course, what Angel really misses is not some damn past life, but his own alchemy workshop.

He used to sleep until after eleven noon before getting up.

In Magic Gear, if the weather is fine, Angel will go to the cafeteria downstairs at noon, have a leisurely "breakfast" and bask in the sun; if the mood is not good that day, Angel will simply not go anywhere, Use the bell to summon the treat cat to deliver a meal to his room, so he can eat breakfast and go straight to work.

But Academy City can't be so casual.

Although Ms. Yani arranged the best room in the entire academy for Angel and his two high-ranking runemasters, not only is the room spacious, but the princess bed also opens the window to the pink flower fields and the lake, like a resort Yes, but with that huge brass horn, the holiday mood is gone.

Most importantly, it is very inconvenient to eat.

The food in Academy City is actually very good. In order to cater for the tastes of students from all over the plane, Cagoffin has ten large canteens and dozens of small canteens, and due to the accumulation of history, each canteen has its own In Academy City, you can even taste authentic goblin desserts, dragon barbecue, and aquatic seafood. The only problem is that these restaurants are located in every corner of Academy City, and they are not close to each other.

This is not too much trouble for some professors or nobles like Gancak. They will let students or servants serve them, but Angel does not have this habit.

The level of service that Angel can accept is limited to takeaways. Even if one-on-one servants are paid, it still feels wrong to ask people to queue up for breakfast early in the morning.

Heipao could only pour himself a cup of hot water in aggrieved manner.

"Let's finish the key project quickly and go back to the magic gear sooner?"

Angel thought so, stretched out his hand and drew a rune, opened the floor plan of the academy, and wanted to confirm the construction status of the mushroom (magic base station) as usual.

But after seeing the situation on the floor plan clearly, Angel was stunned.

Lots of red dots.

Malicious red dot.

Originally, these dots represented the teachers and students of Academy City who had already logged into the magic network. Among them, if there were obvious malicious targets for Angel, they would be displayed in red because they had violated the "Network Security Protocol" "Suspected.

However, this malicious confirmation value is set very high.

After all, this agreement was only signed to protect the security of the network, and was not intended to monitor the other party's psychological state, so as long as the other party's malice is not [intentional] [certain] [want to kill others] [destroys the network], it will not become popular.

Having so many red spots overnight is obviously not normal.

As the main strategy, Angel was still very calm: "...Did the server go down last night? Or did the player data go back to three months ago... No, I haven't been in Academy City for three months. Internet cafe!"

But apart from "the data was pulled back three months ago", Angor couldn't think of any other situation that could make users angry. However, the operation status of the magic base station didn't seem to have any problems.

"I can only go and ask for myself."

Angor confirmed the location of the nearest red dot.

It was a single red dot, and it was very close. It was in the reception building, and it seemed to be getting closer.

Angel immediately opened the door and walked out.

He quickly found the red dot himself.

It was a boy with a very pleasing smile. He was not particularly handsome, but his appearance was very cheerful, lively and full of affinity, not like a bad boy.

When Angel saw such a "red dot", he was a little puzzled. He didn't think the other party seemed to have murderous intentions.

And when Angel saw the other party, the other party also saw Angel.

The boy immediately took the initiative to say hello: "Mr. Angel?"

"……Um."

"Please go to hell!"

As the boy said so, he took out a tactical dagger out of nowhere, and stabbed at Angel.

But the boy is just an ordinary person, and he can't really hurt a middle-level mage.

The boy was immediately entangled by his own shadow.

The black shadow stuck to the boy's body like glue, fixing him in place, unable to move.

"So, why do you want to kill me?" Angel asked the boy, "Did I offend you?"

"Go to hell!" the boy said angrily.

His eyes were red, and he looked at Angel as if he was looking at his enemy.

But no matter how Angor asked, the boy was like a stuck record, only repeating the words "Go to hell".

Angel felt a little helpless: "You look like this, I can only perform soul search on you!"

"Die!" the boy repeated.

Angel sighed, and was about to say something else when he heard footsteps coming from upstairs.

Erbi and Neil came down from upstairs.

"Boss!" Erbi greeted energetically.

As Angel's subordinates, these two high-level rune masters were naturally arranged to live in the same reception building, but they obviously did not notice the problem of a large number of red dots on the magic power network. Early in the morning, they saw Angel and a boy standing It's a little strange at the stairs, especially the boy is still entangled by his own shadow.

Erbi asked directly: "What's wrong with this child?"

"He wants to..." Assassinate me.

When Angel answered this way, he always felt that this sentence was a bit ridiculous.

How can an ordinary person assassinate a middle-level mage?

Even if it's not a black robe, it's an act of courting death!

Angel couldn't help but paused, turned his head to look at the boy, only to find that the murderous intent on the boy's face had disappeared - something that could be observed even with Angel's EQ - the boy looked confused Looking at Angel and the two rune masters, he realized that he had a panicked expression as if he was being shadowed.

"Why, why can't I move?!" The boy asked in horror.

He seemed to have completely forgotten what he was just about to do.

"...Do you know what you were doing just now?" Angel asked strangely.

"I...didn't do anything?"

"Then do you know who I am?" Angel then asked.

"Mr. Angel Cecilia... right?" the boy said, he looked at the black robe in fear, looking like a victim, "I'm Scott, the secretary of the academy, I'm here to deliver materials to you! Me, did I do something to make you angry?"

"Boss, did this kid do something wrong?" Erbi also asked.

An innocent boy who is haunted by shadows.

The evil black robe standing indifferently.

Any normal person would lean towards the innocent boy in their standpoint!

And the boy's expression is really very scared and panicked, if he didn't really forget what he just did, he would be a genius actor.

But the killing intent just now was also true...

Angel took out the map and glanced at it, and was surprised to find that the bright red on the dot representing the boy had disappeared.

Erbi looked at the young man unbearably.

Although he looks frivolous on the outside, Erbi's sympathy is unexpectedly strong—otherwise, he wouldn't have taken in Nair, who looked like a huge trouble back then.

He asked a second time, "Boss?"

"...Of course he did something wrong," Angel said firmly at this time, "He was too close to me."

"Hey?"

"I don't like people getting too close to me. It's best to keep a distance of one meter away." Angor said, he paused and looked at Erbi and Nair, "I can temporarily accommodate when I'm working."

That is to say, as far as you usually roll, right?

Erbi was stunned for a moment, and found that his boss usually seemed to do this.

"Haha, we understand," Erbi pulled the boy, "this kid should understand too, right?"

"Huh? I, I see!" the teenager who called himself 'Scott' replied.

Angor nodded, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and Scott's shadow immediately fell on the ground, no different from his usual shadow.

The young Scott immediately took two steps back.

It's hard to tell if he's running from the black-robed mage, or from his own shadow.

But the boy did not forget his mission: "Yes, but if you can't get close, what should you do with this document?" He took out the folder in his hand.

"Just give it to me." Erbi walked towards Scott.

At this moment, Nair saw that the fingers of the black robe that had just been raised but had not been put down drew a complex figure in the air.

On the other side, the boy was about to hand over the file folder to Erbi: "Then can I trouble you... Where are you?"

"Hey, give me the information?" Erbi stretched out his hand towards the boy strangely.

The young man didn't mean anything about the file folder at all, as if the huge Erbi in front of him had disappeared, he held the file folder, and looked left and right inexplicably.

When his eyes fell on the black robe on the stairs again, his eyes turned red again.

"--Kill you!"

He immediately rushed towards the black robe on the stairs, and was entangled by the shadow again.

"What's the matter with this child?"

Erbi looked at the young man in the black robe in shock, but he didn't see the movement of the black robe.

Nair felt that he could no longer ignore it.

He wrote on the slate: "Boss, what have you done?"

"Cognition changes." Angel said, "I just erased the existence of the two of you from this child's cognition, which means that he can't see you now."

"And let him attack you again?" Erbi asked stupidly.

Angel looked at him like a fool: "How is it possible?"

"So……"

"This kid wanted to assassinate me just now, but after you came out, he returned to normal," Angel said.

Like teasing a dog, he put his finger in front of the boy. The boy opened his mouth to bite him, but unfortunately he couldn't reach it.

Angel analyzed: "He seems to have been hinted, 'Kill Angel without other people' is probably something like this?"

"Does that person want to murder this child?" Erbi couldn't help but ask.

This sounds like the opposite, but it is a correct point of view.

This is simply a difference in strength. An ordinary person cannot kill a middle-level mage, let alone a black robe, even if he wants to assassinate a white robe, it is a complete courting of death.

"It's not just this child, someone seems to want me to slaughter!"

Angel showed his network panel to two senior rune masters.

Erbi and Nair felt their scalps tingling as they looked at the densely packed red dots: "Wow!"

"Is this just the part that has logged into the Magic Network?" Nair quickly wrote on the slate, "Would it be the same for other people who have not logged into the Magic Network?"

"What, what should I do?" Erbi panicked.

Although ordinary people shouldn't be able to cause harm to Angel, walking on the road, the fact that a random person may have murderous intentions for him is very scary in itself.

"What can we do? Sue the parents!" Angel said.

"Who did it?!"

Ms. Yani, the "big head" of Academy City, was completely furious when she saw the densely packed red dots on the floor plan.

It was only said yesterday that a firewall was needed, but today it has become like this. It is obvious that the entire school has been infiltrated long ago.

Ms. Yani said angrily: "Mr. Angel, please rest assured, I will thoroughly investigate this matter immediately—"

"That's not necessary." Angel said, "The main reason is that even if you want to check, you probably won't be able to find out, because even I haven't found any traces of casting spells on this child!"

"not found……"

"That's right, I think I have some research on mind control, but I can't find any traces of spellcasting on this child. Going deeper, probably only soul search can find some evidence, but that's not okay, right?"

"...Of course not!" Ms. Yani said nervously.

The soul search technique has too much influence on the soul, and a careless person can turn the other party into a fool. Of course, Ms. Yani cannot allow the black robe to treat her students so hard.

But it won't work without explaining to the black robe. Ms. Yani looked at the student in front of her with a headache: "What did you do last night, and who did you meet? It's like this now."

"I, I didn't do anything," Scott said, "I just went to the infirmary to see my classmates, then I went to work in the school canteen and had dinner, and then I went to the school office building to clean up. It's the night shift of the grocery store, and I slept in the lounge there, then got up in the morning and went to the mail room to pick up newspapers and milk, and received an entrustment from the president of the student union to deliver materials to Mr. Angel—"

"You're having a great time, aren't you?" Ms. Yani felt even more headache.

If it were an epidemic, this one alone could infect the feeling of the whole school.

"I don't think it has much to do with this child!" Nair wrote on the slate, "Although I don't have much research on spiritual pollution, it is obviously not through a child that such an exaggerated amount can be produced in one night. It can be done, and the other party should have a fixed pollution channel."

"Is it a fixed pollution channel?" Ms. Yani pondered.

She looked at the red dots on the panel and calmed down: "Fortunately, these 'contaminated persons' are registered, how about this! I will ask a few white robes to conduct a mental examination of the whole school, and then investigate these 'contaminated persons' Find out what they did last night, find their common characteristics, and maybe find the 'pollution channel'."

Ms. Yani said this, and looked at Angel worriedly: "It's just that it will take more time, so I can only trouble Mr. Angel to be with other people as much as possible."

"Or, the boss can erase his own existence!" Erbi suggested, "It's like making this child unable to see us just now, 'cognitive change', so that other people can't see the boss, wouldn't it be fine—wow !"

Finally, there was the sound of Nair's slate hitting Erbi's head.

"Absolutely not!" Neil wrote heavily on the slate.

"That's right, absolutely not!" Ms. Yani also said, "Maybe the other party wants to force us to do this! Then when they send real assassins to assassinate Mr. Angel, we won't notice!"

Ms. Yani turned to Angel and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Angel, I will send some bodyguards to follow you!"

...which is a development I don't want.

Ange would rather not be seen by others, nor would he have strangers by his side.

Angel sighed: "I don't think it's so troublesome. After all, it's necessary to contaminate so many people at one time, and you can't detect it at all. If the other party can really do it so perfectly, why bother to imply ordinary people? Just find Just let me kill myself! So this should just be a 'weak suggestive' magic."

"Weakly suggestive?"

"This kind of suggestion is similar to distracting thoughts in the middle of the night-everyone has experienced this kind of experience. In the quietest time of the morning, people can't help but think wildly, and all kinds of worries that are usually suppressed will come out. Now this kind of worry has only become a hint to assassinate me—but this kind of worry is also very easy to eliminate, as long as there are many people or when the body is extremely tired, the hinted person will not care about these distracting thoughts."

Angor concluded, "So, instead of letting strange bodyguards follow me, how about letting all the polluted people go out and run ten laps? After exercising, they won't have any thoughts of killing people."

"...Ahem, this execution is a bit difficult!" Ms. Yani said.

Let everyone with murderous intentions run laps?

This black robe purely wants revenge!

Ms. Yani laughed dryly and said, "Even if I'm the city lord of Academy City, I can't let everyone go out for a lap without a proper reason."

"There's a good reason!" Angel said.

"what?"

"Didn't we discuss building a firewall? Before that, the school's network test must also be carried out, but in the city of the academy, it is too unreliable to conduct a test like Cecilia's Holy Spirit Night Carnival, so I suggest that we can Hold a sports meeting to get all the students active."

"The sports meeting in Academy City will be held in September—"

"It's not an ordinary sports meeting. We can hold a broomstick sports meeting to keep all the teachers and students busy in the name of selecting athletes. We can also use the broomsticks to let everyone be familiar with the magic network!"

Angel said happily.

It seems that this black robe has already made up its mind to let all the assassins go out for a run.

"If you insist," Ms. Yani sighed, "but, can you provide so many broomsticks?... I heard from the purchasing department that the broomsticks in your workshop were sold out when they last purchased It's empty!"

"Hey!"

The black robe finally froze there.

It took him a long time to say slowly: "It's okay... Probably, I recently found a good-looking alchemist."

Although the last recruitment has failed, and no matter how powerful an alchemist is, he cannot produce immediately without being fully familiar with the product, but these should not be a problem in front of the almighty black robe... perhaps.

Academy City·School Hospital:

"The magic network is really a great invention." Bobby said with a sigh.

This child is obsessed with the magic network... No, he is addicted to chatting online.

As far as the singer knows, Bobby has basically never opened other functions since he logged into the magic network, but only opened the friend panel and started adding friends crazily.

In just a few days, the number of Bobby's friends has exceeded [-]. There are more than a dozen dialogue bubbles floating in front of him, and new messages pop up almost every minute.

The miracle is that under such a "busy" situation, Bobby can not only deal with everyone, but also have time to help the singer get some medicine, and the social interaction in reality has not stopped.

Now Bobby is outputting the bubbles on the network while sighing to the singer: "Mr. Singer, it's a pity that you rejected the invitation of Mr. Black Robe!"

"Haha, indeed!" the singer echoed.

He is [-]% sincere.

Although he is not as obsessed with the Internet as Bobby, after experimenting with various network functions as a "tourist", Singer also feels that the magic network is indeed very powerful. If he is a few decades younger, is there any magic gear? If so, maybe they will really follow the other party!

It's a pity that the singer is completely tired.

After struggling for nearly 100 years, Singer no longer wants to struggle anymore. His only thought after retiring is to spend the last time with his wife and raise their children well.

Now that he has seen the magic power network, if the matter of the broomstick in Cecilia City is also true, Singer feels that he has nothing to worry about at all. He thinks that if he is lucky, he may be able to see the revival of magic with his own eyes—although, he has nothing to do with him. what relationship.

The singer sighed secretly.

But Bobby observed the singer's face and said, "But that Mr. Black Robe is still short of manpower right now! Maybe you can ask him to apply for a job after you finish your work?"

"No, I-"

At this time, a voice sounded outside the door: "Bobby! Are you there?"

Looks like Bobby's classmates are visiting him again.

——Bobby's popularity is good, he obviously didn't get hurt, but he has called several times in the past few days.

The singer smiled at Bobby and saved the extra words.

And Bobby's roommate had already walked in: "What, aren't you fine?"

"I was fine!" Bobby was a little upset when the conversation was interrupted, "Didn't Scott and Frank tell you? I wasn't injured much, I just stayed in the infirmary to help."

"They seem to have said it, but that kind of thing is fine!" the roommate sighed.

Bobby froze for a moment, looking at his roommate for the first time: "Kata? Are you in a bad mood?"

"I'm not bad, I'm just—" Kata said, he paused in the middle of speaking, and for some reason looked at the bubble box in front of Bobby: "Bobby, what do you think is reality and what is illusion? ?”

"Ok?"

"Are you an illusion in the magic network now? Is the conversation with me a reality? Which one do you think is more pleasant? Will you give up reality for the illusion?" Kata asked.

Bobby suddenly felt that this roommate had finally gone crazy: "I don't know if I will give up reality for illusion, but I think I will definitely give up on you."

"That's it!" Kata stood in a daze for half a minute.

When Bobby couldn't help but reflect on whether he had gone too far and wanted to comfort Kata, Kata pushed something to Bobby: "Since you chose Unreal, this is for you who are Unreal !"

"What is this? A coffin?" Bobby asked strangely.

In fact, he had already noticed the huge box on Kata's shoulders. He thought it was like a coffin, but it looked much slimmer than the coffin, and its appearance was also very gorgeous.

But even the most beautiful coffin is still a coffin, and Bobby doesn't want it: "I'm still alive and don't need to be buried!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Kata opened the box to show Bobby, "This is a broomstick! The most fashionable means of transportation in Cecilia! will give him to you!"

Kata was hit hard after talking with Leibnis yesterday.

Mainly to Leibniz's sentence "(You) can't win in the real reality, so find a sense of accomplishment in the fake!"

Kata felt that he was not like this, but could not refute.

In fact, he really felt that the Magic Cube was troublesome, so he chose to give up.

Kata thought about it all night, and finally came to a conclusion: Everyone's reality and falsehood are actually different!

He wanted Leibnis to concede defeat, so it would be great if he defeated Leibnis' truth!

For example, mathematics.

Kata immediately decided to concentrate on studying. As a prelude, he sent his favorite broomstick to Bobby, and wanted Bobby to take care of it instead.

During this period of time, apart from the game table, what Kata was most obsessed with was the magic broom.

After Bobby understood what had happened, he couldn't help laughing: "Ah, I'm not living in the infirmary forever! Do you think it's impossible for me to never go back to the dormitory?"

"No, I just want you to lock it for me. No matter how much I cry and beg you, you can't return it to me."

"Am I your mother?!"

"Excuse me, the broom over there, can you show me—"

During the dispute between the two teenagers, a trembling voice broke in.

Bobby and Kata looked over strangely, and saw the handsome uncle looking at the broom in the box with a complicated expression, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

after an hour.

"...Is he gone?" Angel asked tremblingly.

"Yes, Mr. Singer has very important things to do," Bobby said. He paused, looking at the gloomy face of the black robe, he still mustered up his courage and said, "That matter is obviously for Mr. Singer. It is more important than life, so I don't think it will be of any use if you find him and force him."

"Is that so!" the black robe murmured disappointedly.