Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

"Wang Yi?"

Mo Xie, wearing a white coat, watched every move in the warehouse with his starry eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses. A slight smile appeared on his lips, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, it seems we've caught a key figure."

Mo Xie hid to the side and whispered.

“That’s right. It’s obvious that there’s something wrong with this batch of blood serum. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they use it? With the fighting on the front lines in full swing, supplies like this would definitely be prioritized for the fortress battlefield and wouldn’t be stockpiled in the warehouse.”

Leng Lingling nodded, her large, watery eyes filled with wisdom.

"but……"

Mo Xie turned around, looking at Leng Lingling's current attire with a strange gaze, his lips twitching slightly as he asked in confusion.

"Lingling, why are you dressed like this? And where did you get this outfit?"

Before her, Leng Lingling was wearing a pure white nurse's uniform, which covered her petite and exquisite body. Although her figure was not yet fully developed, it was already taking shape.

With her beautiful breasts, slender waist, and pert buttocks, she has a graceful figure and is sure to grow up to be a beauty!
"Hehe, brother, how do I look? Isn't Lingling pretty now?"

A lovely, sweet smile appeared on her pretty face. She held the hem of her skirt with her small hands, and twirled around with her straight legs encased in white over-the-knee stockings, letting Mo Xie admire her beauty to his heart's content.

"Uh...it looks good. Lingling looks good in anything."

Mo Xie slapped his forehead, smiled helplessly, and praised.

Seeing that Mingkuo and the others were about to transport all the blood serum away, he gently pinched Leng Lingling's little face, pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, and hurriedly ran forward.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

"And who are you? Are you trying to intimidate me by bringing up some big shot again?"

Mingkuo was already angry, and when he saw someone else trying to stop him, his face was full of impatience.

"Of course not, Military Intelligence Bureau officer. I am Mo Xie. I presume the orders have already been given from above."

Upon seeing Mo Xie's appearance, Ming Kuo was slightly taken aback, instantly recalling the instructions given by Councilor Zhu Meng and Judge Tang Zhong.

If a young man named Mo Xie asks for your help, please cooperate fully. He is investigating the truth and solution to the plague, which concerns the safety of Hangzhou. Please help!

Thinking of this, his angry expression subsided, replaced by utmost seriousness, and he asked.

"Yes, I've received the message. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"My lord, shall we go aside and have a chat?"

Mo Xie glanced subtly at the warehouse, and Ming Kuo immediately understood his meaning and nodded.

After the two arrived at a secluded corner, Mo Xie took out several boxes of blood potions from his spatial ring and slowly explained.

"Actually, it's like this: I plan to exchange this batch of blood serum I have for the ones you have. Don't worry, these blood serums are all high quality and guaranteed to be more effective than these."

Upon hearing this, Ming Kuo was slightly taken aback, then his pupils contracted as he recalled the scene of the group of people desperately trying to stop him. He asked with a hint of anger in his voice.

"You mean... there's something wrong with this batch of blood?!"

“That’s right, the clues I have lead me to this batch of blood serum, so I need to take some for research.”

Mo Xie nodded, glanced at the military mages who were carrying blood potions, and said softly.

"Moreover, I don't want the soldiers in the West Fortress to lose their lives because they took the problematic medicine." Upon hearing this, Ming Kuo frowned. If that were the case, the situation would be very serious. Once the inferior blood serum was taken, the wounded soldiers' conditions would worsen, and in more serious cases, they would die.

He glanced at the boxes of blood serum on the ground; just by looking at the sheen they emitted, he knew they were of high quality, and quickly said...

"Your blood serum is of high quality, much better than what's here. I'll transfer the extra money to you."

Just as Ming Kuo was about to pay the money, Mo Xie waved his hand and said righteously.

"No need. Everyone is shedding blood for this city. Besides, investigating this matter is my job. Providing blood is just something I did on the side."

This batch of blood serum was obtained from the Chenxi Hangzhou branch, precisely to prevent the problem of substandard blood serum and to prevent any accidents involving the military mages of the West Fortress.

Mo Xie's words touched Ming Kuo's heart. So many high-quality blood serums were obviously very expensive. It was clear that this person was genuinely worried about Hangzhou and deserved his respect!
He took a step back, bowed slightly, cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Young man, I admire your determination. If there's anything I can help you with, I'll do my best to assist you!"

"Actually, I do need the Military Intelligence Bureau's help with something."

Mo Xie smiled faintly, leaned close to Ming Kuo's ear and whispered a few words. The latter was taken aback at first, then nodded seriously and ordered his men to take away the boxes of blood serum from the ground.

Mo Fan and Leng Lingling were already waiting outside. When they saw that Mo Xie had finally returned, they hurriedly asked.

"Brother, how's the blood serum?"

"Don't worry, I've already brought the blood serum. Lingling, you can study it slowly and see what problems are hidden in it."

Mo Xie handed one of the boxes of blood potions to Leng Lingling. She was not only skilled in hunting demons, but also in potions. With just a simple set of equipment, she could analyze the composition of the blood potions, though it would take some time.

"Brother, what should we do next?"

Seeing that the task was completed, Mo Fan asked Mo Xie.

Upon hearing this, Mo Xie smiled gently and spoke slowly.

"To the Western Fortress!"

……

The sky above the western fortress was filled with the vast expanse of white demonic eagles, along with countless unrecognizable corpses falling from the sky, a testament to the ferocity of the battle.

The western fortress, originally a grayish-white color, is now covered in bloodstains and feathers. The battle was so fierce that one wonders how many military mages will have sacrificed themselves to eliminate so many White Demon Eagles...

The guards who were originally stationed in Baizhen arrived at the open-air warehouse of the West Fortress with great force, led by Vice Judge Wang Yi.

However, they soon discovered that the blood serum had already been used by the military and most of it had been divided up, leaving only a few scattered boxes in the warehouse.

Upon seeing this, their faces turned ashen, and they all showed signs of panic.

"Oh no, we're too late!"

"The battle just ended, and the wounded could fill an entire playground. The demand for blood serum must be enormous..."

"What should we do? This batch of supplies shouldn't have been used..."

"We'd better inform Councilor Luo Mian right away, or something terrible will happen!"

Wang Yi frowned and said in a deep voice. The group immediately left, looking like something bad was about to happen.

No sooner had the group left than three figures appeared in the open-air warehouse, watching them depart. (End of Chapter)