Full-Time Magister: The Strongest Summoned Beast is Actually Myself

Chapter 66, The Scaled Demoness Incident

The weather is gradually turning cooler, and the autumn chill is seeping into the wind.

In Shanghai, at the prestigious Mingzhu University, the library was quiet and peaceful.

Chen Hao sat by the window, flipping through a thick historical book.

Besides the array system, he also had a strong interest in the history of this magical world—after all, these things were never mentioned in the original work.

He was very curious about what kind of dynastic changes and era transformations this plane had experienced, and how humanity had established order amidst the vast ocean of magic.

Did dynasties come first, and then magic? Or did the emergence of magic completely overturn royal power? Did those early sages who initially established legal systems and inscribed runes leave behind systems and ideas that have influenced millennia?

He wanted to know how humanity's first true magical system was established, and how it gradually replaced primitive totemism and bloodline worship.
Who first proposed these fundamental terms that everyone is familiar with today, such as "elemental affinity," "spiritual resonance," and "planetary structure"? How many failures did they go through to build this standardized, mass-producible, and even commercialized magic system?
Did the rudiments of magic education originate from the legacy of a particular genius, or was it deliberately promoted by rulers?

Behind these structures, is it the progress of free will, or the evolution of tools of power?
More importantly, how exactly did magic and industry begin to coexist?

Metallurgy, magical artifacts, magical tools, airplanes, trains, teleportation portals—behind these products that transcend time, what large-scale war or sudden natural disaster forced humanity to merge magic and technology?

Is it that top-level spellcasters are trying to control productivity? Or are lower-level mages using technology to construct a system of checks and balances in reverse?

Has the world ever witnessed a "technological monopoly"? Has there ever been a "forbidden technology revolution"? Have there been cases where an invention was sealed away by an entire era because it was too dangerous?
"This isn't about looking at history," Chen Hao understood. "It's about reading the user manual for this world."

Just as hunters need to understand the weaknesses of monsters and blacksmiths need to comprehend the ductility of metals, transmigrators must also figure out the true framework of this world.

Only by understanding the logic of history can we predict the future.

The first step in understanding history is to read the traces it left behind.

You might not be able to learn about the true history in other places, but at a place like Mingzhu Academy, you can find it if you look carefully.

……

Suddenly, the tranquility of the library was broken by the ringing and vibration of the telephone.

Chen Hao lowered his head and answered, "Hello, Lingling? What's up?"

"Something's happened, Chen Hao!" Lingling's voice on the other end of the phone was urgent and breathless. "You need to come to the Qing Campus Gymnasium right away, the situation is very bad!"

She spoke rapidly, offering no further explanation, only vaguely mentioning keywords such as "parasitic demons," "occupying the stadium," and "out of control."

Chen Hao's face darkened, but he was secretly delighted. He closed his book, stood up, and left the library without hesitation.

He knew very well that this was a trigger from the original plot.

The Scaled Demon Mother incident has officially begun.

……

Outside the library, the wind had turned completely cold, and withered leaves swirled in circles on the tree-lined path.

Chen Hao strode through the tree-lined path. The moment he mobilized his mental energy, his fighting spirit surged into his leg muscles like a tidal wave, and his body suddenly accelerated.

He transformed into a swift shadow, dashing between the academies. Students who brushed past him only felt a gust of wind sweep by before he disappeared into the distant path before they could even see him clearly.

The Qing Campus isn't close to the main campus library; it usually takes at least ten minutes to walk there. But with Chen Hao running at full speed, the familiar outline of the gymnasium in the distance became clearly visible in no time. Under a large tree outside the gymnasium, Chen Hao found Lingling—the little girl holding a laptop was standing in the shadows, her expression serious.

"It's an emergency." Lingling spoke immediately upon seeing him, her tone urgent. "A parasitic demon has invaded the gymnasium, and many students inside have been controlled! We reported it to the school, but nobody took it seriously."

She paused, then gritted her teeth: "Mo Fan has already rushed in to save people. I'm worried he won't be able to hold on by himself."

Chen Hao nodded: "Leave it to me."

This is a warrior's essence worth 2800 million, plus a major achievement, and the school will also give a reward, so there's no reason to let it go.

Before he finished speaking, he had already turned and rushed towards the stadium.

"Wait a minute!" Lingling quickly called out to him, took out a small headset from her backpack and handed it to him, "Wear this."

She pointed to the laptop in her arms and quickly added, "Those students who were parasitized were almost indistinguishable from normal people before they were exposed, and they couldn't be identified by the naked eye at all. Only my system can lock onto the parasitic signals in their bodies and mark them with red dots."

"With this headset, I can send you intelligence in real time."

Chen Hao took the headset, quickly put it on, and adjusted the channel: "Can you hear me?"

Lingling typed rapidly on her laptop, and her clear voice immediately came through the headset: "No problem, signal is stable. Chen Hao, I will provide remote support from here, and I will mark the distribution of the parasites as soon as possible."

"clear."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Hao suddenly darted into the stadium entrance like an arrow released from a bow.

"Chen Hao, there's a large area of ​​red dots thirty meters ahead, it should be the basketball court," Lingling's voice came through the earpiece. "Almost everyone has been parasitized, Mo Fan is over there too, be careful."

Chen Hao's eyes narrowed, but he didn't stop. He quickly walked through the dimly lit corridor and into the basketball court of the gymnasium.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw a familiar figure being chased by three female demons with green and yellow stripes and twisted bodies.

Mo Fan moved swiftly and nimbly, his movements fluid and unhurried. He even turned back to address the group of students playing basketball on the court:
"Hey classmate, stop fighting! Three demons have broken in! Let's team up and take them down!"

After saying that, he turned around, a smug smile on his lips, and stared confidently at the three green and yellow female demons that were pouncing on him.

It's as if it's saying: You think I'm scared just because you have more people? Let me tell you, I have even more brothers now!
Three green and yellow female demons rushed over, their triangular eyes coldly staring at Mo Fan as if he were a pathetic joke.

A bizarre scene then unfolded.

The students playing basketball initially looked blank, then their eyes glazed over and their movements stiffened. The next second, their bodies began to writhe violently, as if something inside them was struggling to break free.

A series of teeth-grinding tearing sounds rang out as those people cruelly tore at their own skin with exceptionally sharp fingernails!
Blood splattered, flesh rolled back, and beneath the exposed skin lay a patchwork of green and yellow scales covering the entire body!

"……Hold."

Mo Fan was stunned, his smile froze, as if he had seen a scene from hell.

Lingling roared through the headset: "Idiot, I already told you, they've all been parasitized!"

(End of this chapter)