Don't disturb the sorcerer's scientific research

Chapter 165 Shocking! Jia Xiu's Impart with a Vampire?

At midnight, except for a few mage towers and the windows of special shops where lights could still be seen, the entire city of Larvin fell silent.

Even in the City of Laws, nightlife is a rare occurrence.

The passively diligent students in the Mage Tower don't really have a nightlife.

They didn't want to be in the lab at this point either.

Meanwhile, on a quiet street, Paul, a second-year student from the Solo Crafts Academy, paced anxiously, frequently scratching his head, sweating profusely, looking around nervously as if afraid of strangers appearing.

This fits all the characteristics of someone who comes out in the middle of the night to buy addictive drugs, and it's their first time buying them.

But he is not.

He was a well-behaved child from childhood. Although he did not have the talent to become an extraordinary person, he still diligently learned a craft and, after being an apprentice for several years, chose to study at a professional artisan college.

Paul didn't want to be just an ordinary craftsman for the rest of his life. Even though he couldn't become a superhuman, he still wanted to experience the world of the superhuman.

His solution was to become a custom maker of magical artifacts.

In other words, it's about customizing the original components of items to meet the special needs of spellcasters who specialize in adding magical effects to items but are not good at making the items themselves.

As custom craftsmen, most of them have regular customers, and Paul is no exception.

Although he hasn't officially graduated yet.

However, his regular customer also happened to be an ungraduated young mage named Laila.

She was also his girlfriend.

A young, innocent student couple.

From a professional perspective, developing an overly intimate relationship with customers is often unreasonable and can lead to many problems.

But when hormones control the brain, who cares about what's reasonable or not?

Paul's appearance on the quiet streets in the middle of the night was also related to this Laura.

Just now, he reached a crucial step in his "growth".

Up to five minutes ago, today had been an incredibly wonderful day for him.

He went on a date with Laila, went to a pottery studio to do crafts, experienced a restaurant he had been looking forward to for a long time, took a walk along the river in the evening, and then went to see an opera that he didn't quite understand, but Laila said she really liked.

After the opera ended, Laura lowered her head, blushed, and said it was too late and the dormitory was already closed, so she might as well find a hotel to rest.

At that moment, Paul's brain briefly went blank, leaving him feeling dizzy for the rest of the time.

In the hotel room, he sat on the bed, his heart pounding and his hands trembling with nervousness.

Laila took off his clothes, her fingers tracing his skin, just as she was about to make her move...

Do you have the Thin Film Mage Armor?

"Huh? What kind of mage armor?"

Paul had never heard of this before.

"you have not."

"Should I...?"

"How can you go on a date with a girl without being prepared? Have you seen the recent newspapers? The latest research shows that membrane mage nails can effectively prevent the spread of diseases. Be sure to take safety precautions."

"But, but I'm not sick."

"You don't care about my safety."

"I'm not……"

So Paul appeared on the street; he had come to buy the Thin Film Mage Armor.

The good news is that some shops are still open at this time.

The bad news is that it's a dwarf shop that's open.

The only shops still open in the middle of the night, besides shady ones, are those run by dwarves.

Because of their mining tradition, they are often kept in the dark, which has led to a different daily routine for dwarves compared to other races. They wake up in the afternoon and sleep in the early morning.

They are somewhat similar to another race whose home is underground, the Drow elves.

Paul had already pretended to be a passerby and walked past the dwarf shop seven times.

I simply didn't have the courage to go in.

He was a very shy young man, and going to the store to buy mage armor for that purpose was extremely embarrassing for him.

The shop owner was a dwarf with a big mouth.

Oh my god, he could just imagine the dwarf shopkeeper giving him a subtle look as he paid the bill, then making a weird, lewd joke, and then bursting into laughter.

A dwarf's shop usually gathers several dwarf friends, so there might not just be one lewd joke, but a chain of jokes centered around him, and nonstop "hahahaha!"

It was a scene straight out of hell.

Paul couldn't accept this at all; he would even agonize for a long time if he accidentally made eye contact with someone on the street.

Why did we make eye contact? Why is that person looking at him? Is there something about me that's annoying...?

Every step he took as he wandered around the store entrance like a clumsy thief scouting the place was an endless struggle between his big head and small head.

Laila struggled until she almost fell asleep in the hotel.

After wandering around for a while, Paul finally stomped his foot and made up his mind!
He turned and left the store.

The big head defeated the small head.

The allure of growing up is no match for social anxiety.

He walked along, cursing himself for not daring to do something so simple. What was he going to say when he got back?

As I walked, I caught a glimpse of a small box hanging on the wall out of the corner of my eye. It looked like it said something like "unmanned vending machine".

Unmanned vending machines? What are those?

Paul stepped back and examined the small box closely. The box, though not large, was engraved with simple magic circuits.

"Unmanned vending machine - Thin Film Mage Armor, aiding in physiological hygiene and safety, insert 3 Hert coins..."

He carefully read the annotations on the box.

The more I read, the more excited I got—it was a lifesaver!

The person who made this is a genius! It's amazing that no one can buy it.

The previous distress was swept away.

The demands of the big and small heads were unified at this moment.

Paul eagerly tossed in the coin.

"Select size: Large, Extra Large, Extra Large."

His finger hesitated for two seconds on the oversized rune before clicking to make it larger.

Humility is a virtue that a good craftsman should possess.

After confirming the model, Paul cupped his hands together, his eyes shining, and waited for the mage armor to pop out.

I've never looked forward to this much in my life.

However, a few seconds later, without the mage's armor, several coins were spat out.

The runes on the box gradually coalesced into new characters.

Paul stared intently at the line of text that was being generated. "Sold out...sold out! How could it be sold out?"

The young craftsman's cries echoed through the streets late at night...

……

"Jia Xiu!"

At dawn, in the tower of the sorcerer Aurelius, Juan cried out as he found Jasius.

"We're invincible! We're going to be rich! The first batch of mage armor has sold out completely!"

His eyes were filled with excitement, hidden beneath thick dark circles.

There's no better stimulant than making a lot of money.

Even though every organ in the body is sending out warning signals that it should rest, the excited brain continues to send out signals of celebration.

"It's amazing that the vending machines sold the most. We restocked them three times in one day, and in the end, we ran out of stock and had to leave them empty."

With Emilia's financial and networking support, the Mage Armor's promotional campaign swept through the entire Ralvin.

Newspapers confidently cited the latest academic research to prove its safety and necessity. In taverns, bards sang all sorts of stories, recounting the dangers of not taking proper precautions.

The recruited wild druids, witch doctors, and physicians spared no effort in promoting the cause, earning money based on the sales volume.

In no time, it was hard for anyone in the city not to know that the Mage Armor spell, which was originally so simple, had several practical and interesting derivative versions.

And most importantly, it really works well.

While its effectiveness in preventing diseases is not yet apparent in the short term, it offers a significant advantage over traditional methods in terms of user experience.

"Calm down, there's still a lot more to earn in the future, and this is just one city, Larvin."

Jia Xiu remained relatively calm about this.

As expected.

He would be shocked if it weren't sold at this price.

“And the most amazing thing is,” Juan continued, “can you believe it? Not a single one of the vending boxes was stolen or robbed.”

This is even more outrageous for Juan than the massive sales of mage armor.

Larvin is a well-established and safe metropolis with many honest and simple people.

Let alone unmanned vending machines, theft and robbery are common occurrences even when vending machines are involved.

His original expectation was that after one night, only half of the boxes would be installed.

Therefore, he was not very optimistic about Jia Xiu's unmanned vending plan.

"The protective spells on it aren't particularly advanced."

To save costs, the protective spells on the vending machines are only at the second level, which is basically no protection for those with higher skill levels.

"Yes, it's not high-end, but it's enough."

Jia Xiu shrugged and replied, "What I was thinking was to raise the bar a little. Breaking through to the second ring of magic isn't that difficult, but it's not exactly easy either. People who are capable of breaking through are considered mid-to-high-level talents in the thieving industry. They have to consider their reputation and face. If they only steal this once, they might not be able to afford to lose face. I just didn't expect the effect to be so good."

It seems that Larvin's thieving profession is still quite old-fashioned.

Even though they're already engaged in illegal activities, they still pretend to set up industry rules. Thieves also have the "dignity" of high-end thieves, and because they know that what they do puts them at the bottom of the social hierarchy, they care even more about their so-called "dignity."

Jia Xiu then had no choice but to take advantage of their tendency to be so concerned with saving face that they were willing to suffer for it.

Protective measures are sufficient to stop the lowest-level thieves and the low-quality individuals who haven't even entered the area but will automatically pick up seemingly unclaimed items.

The results proved that it was indeed feasible.

Presumably, those notorious thieves wouldn't want their "glorious achievements" of stealing vending machines to be mentioned and associated with the Membrane Mage Armor when they're active in the industry.

"Hey, so how much did we make today?"

Jia Xiu asked.

Juan is in charge of the actual sales work, and he is already considering whether to take a break from his studies to focus on starting his own business.

Anyway, I probably won't achieve much in the path of magic.

"Yesterday, the gross profit was about 800 kronor. I believe it will break 1,000 today, and it will continue to rise, after all, there are still so many markets that have not been developed."

Jia Xiu calculated that if this were the case, once the mage armor was sold to other regions, he could earn several hundred crowns in dividends every day without doing anything, and the potential for the future was limitless.

Suddenly we reached the finish line.

Many spellcasters could never earn that much in their entire lives; even robbing money wouldn't be this efficient.

In that case, an experiment he had been wanting to do but had been delayed due to cost issues could now begin.

Thinking of this, Jia Xiu stood up immediately.

"What are you going to do?"

"Consumption."

Jia Xiu said with great nonchalance...

……

Margaret disliked vampires; their blood-feeding nature made her very uncomfortable.

Among vampires, those she dislikes the most are those who work in the sex industry.

It's just unpleasant to watch.

However, to her surprise, just today, in the mage tower, she watched as dozens of vampire clones, all wrapped up tightly to avoid the sunlight but with alluring postures, walked into Jia Xiu's laboratory, chatting and laughing.

What happened?

Stunned by the sight before her, Margaret's thoughts began to veer in reverse.

What is Jia Xiu going to do?
She knew, of course, that Jia Xiu had been researching vampire-related topics recently, but before, he had only found one or two people to cooperate with the experiments. Why was he finding a whole bunch now?

The content of their conversation didn't seem quite normal.

"Young Master Jia Xiu is really generous."

"I heard the gameplay is really exciting."

"Won't that be tiring? He even told us to eat and rest well before coming back."

"No, it was all initiated by Young Master Jia Xiu; we just need to accept it passively..."

The more Margaret listened, the more she felt something was wrong.

Could it be that something terrible was popping into her head?

The "profound" memory of accidentally wandering into an area of ​​a noble banquet where children were not allowed to enter as a child flooded back to my mind.

Could it be that Jia Xiu is about to gather a crowd...?

No, absolutely not, that's ridiculous, especially in a lab.

As his nominal mentor, although I don't know much more about magic, I must guide this young genius in terms of morality and prevent him from going astray and indulging in decadent pleasures.

Margaret was momentarily agitated, but she still managed to maintain some semblance of rationality.

What if it's not what she thinks?

Therefore, we need to obtain concrete evidence first.

After the group of vampires all entered the laboratory and closed the door, Margaret, completely disregarding her image as a mentor, crept furtively to the door, listening to the sounds inside.

"Take off your clothes, everyone."

It was Jasmine's voice. Margaret was shocked; things were definitely heading in a bad direction.

"Get ready to begin, it will hurt a little."

"what--"

A series of seductive cries rang out.

"A feeling like being electrocuted..."

"It's so exciting!"

"I'm almost there!"

Upon hearing this, Margaret could no longer contain herself and burst into the room, determined to rectify the atmosphere within the sect.

"Jia Xiu, what are you doing! The lab is for you..."

When Margaret burst through the door and shouted her first word, she was still aggressive, but as she gradually saw what was happening in the laboratory, her voice grew softer and softer.

It was completely different from what I had imagined.

Jia Xiu stood inside a small protective magic circle, next to a large magical device with a ring of lights on top.

Meanwhile, the vampire clones charged towards Jaxiu from all sides.

Flames or electric arcs crackled around them as they suffered bizarre but not entirely fatal attacks.

Now you know what stimulation, electric shock, and getting what you're about to experience are.

Everyone was stunned when Margaret entered.

When asked about his mentor's question, Jia Xiu answered honestly, "I'm conducting experiments on defensive counterattack methods to deal with large numbers of vampires attacking from multiple directions, in preparation for the winter adventure mission."

"Experiment, ah, experiment is good! Adventure missions should be prepared for seriously, hahaha, not bad..."

Margaret laughed awkwardly.

Jia Xiu frowned, realizing that things were not so simple.

"So, what did you think I was doing, Professor?"

(End of this chapter)