Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death

Magical energy surged like waves within the stardust, and seven golden stars crashed and thrashed about within the stardust with the tide.

Whenever a star is about to burst out of the stardust, it is blocked by a transparent veil. This is the bottleneck of the initial stage. Breaking through this bottleneck will allow the stardust to turn into a nebula and advance to the intermediate stage of mage.

Buzz!

[Star] has issued a protest to you and thrown a large ball of magical energy.

"Alright, alright, stop rushing your dad. We'll make sure you're all well-fed soon," Xu Fang comforted him.

For the past month, instead of killing undead on the city walls, he went to the Magic Association to learn how to make magical tools.

This was specially approved by Judge Shi Zheng. In his own words, inspiration is important, but a solid foundation is also essential.

What if one day Xu Fang comes up with a divine weapon that can kill a monarch, but he can't make it himself? If he tells others about it, it will be like pouring water into a teapot, which would be a huge loss.

Xu Fang gladly went, but the stars were in an uproar.

I used to eat remnants of souls, and every few days I could get a servant-level soul to improve my life.

And now? Not a single thing!

Dad, we're hungry! Dad, we're hungry!

We need to eat, we need to live. We've had enough of this vegetarian life we've never had!

Xu Fang quickly reassured them and made a series of promises, guaranteeing an unlimited supply of remnant souls. He said they could eat as much as they wanted, as long as they didn't die, and that they would break through to the third level of the initial stage within three days, and the intermediate stage within a semester, so the whole family could work together to achieve a comfortable life. Only then did the little ones regain their excitement.

"He's really playing both the father and the mother role."

"This is only seven. What will happen when it becomes forty-nine, three hundred and forty-three... tsk tsk."

What a happy problem!

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bang bang bang!

"Everyone is welcome, get out of the car!"

"Quick, quick, move fast!"

"Wake up! We've arrived!"

After driving for about an hour, the car slowed down. Before it had even come to a complete stop, Xu Fang heard a jarring sound of steel basins being banged together outside, along with a series of commotions.

Qi Laosan also changed his amiable demeanor from the roadside, his expression becoming fierce and menacing as he herded the students away like chickens.

When everyone lined up and looked around, their hearts sank.

What is this... an endless wasteland, full of deep pits and rocks, with sparse grass like Shi Zheng's hair, patchy here and there.

The city wall stood behind the crowd. Unlike the magnificent and grand sections elsewhere, this section of the wall was exceptionally dilapidated, mottled, and missing corners.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

An unidentified black bird, speaking in a chilling tone, took flight, landed on a grave, and then glanced at the students.

Even though the midday sun was glaringly bright, everyone felt a cool breeze blowing down their necks.

"I thought there would be a welcome party..." a student muttered.

"This place is so desolate."

"Aren't we fighting from the city walls? Why are we going outside the city?"

"Where's the kitchen? I'd like to have something to eat."

The students whispered among themselves. Before the military training began, they had searched for many guides online, but none of them matched what they were seeing.

Company Commander He Ming had arrived a step ahead, his military uniform impeccably sharp, coldly observing the noisy crowd. Under the pressure of his gaze, the students gradually quieted down.

Beside He Ming was a kind-looking man, his instructor Li Yi.

Li Yi said with a smile, "The children are all here. Come on, let's distribute the things."

Eight boxes, one for each class, were placed in the front row.

The crowd stirred again, especially those standing at the back who couldn't see what was going on and tried to peek forward on tiptoe.

Soon, the box was opened, and the contents were distributed to everyone, much to their disappointment. Xu Fang, however, looked at the black sphere in his hand and felt it looked strangely familiar.

"What is this?"

"Iron Egg?"

"I thought it was a magical artifact..."

"Whether it's a magical artifact or not, we'll find out by trying it!"

He Ming said coldly, "If you want to die, you can simply infuse your demonic energy into me. In less than five seconds, everyone within a ten-meter radius, including you, will die."

student:"!!!"

The person's hand trembled, and they almost threw the hot item away.

"Haha, everyone doesn't need to be too scared." Li Yi laughed. "Just like some of you thought, this is a magical artifact, developed by the Clock Tower Magic Association and the Forbidden Army over three years. It's called a 'bomb'."

Xu Fang's lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

Three years of nonsense, and they've been spouting lies as if they were the truth... Of course, that's what He Ming and Li Yi really thought.

"After three years of continuous adjustments and testing, the power of this bomb is comparable to a Flameburst!" Li Yi added, "Everyone, as long as they can circulate magical energy, can release it anytime, anywhere, regardless of the amount of magical energy they have!"

A collective gasp erupted from the crowd, a sound comparable to a fiery explosion, and it was happening to everyone!?

Furthermore, it's important to know that magical artifacts are powered by magical energy, especially anti-magic artifacts, which require a significant amount of magical energy to unleash their true power.

Even if a beginner-level mage obtains a demon-slaying tool, they can only cast a beginner-level second-tier spell at most; they shouldn't even think about anything more.

But this little iron ball broke the curse!

In an instant, everyone's eyes burned with fervor as they looked at the bomb.

If someone carried a hundred or two hundred bombs with them, wouldn't they be invincible? Why would they need to dream or practice any kind of magic?

“I know what you’re thinking, but you’d better not get your hopes up.” He Ming poured cold water on the idea: “This bomb is worth 200,000. Besides, bombs are controlled items and cannot be circulated outside the country. They can only be allocated by higher authorities. You absolutely cannot buy them with money.”

Two hundred thousand!?

Xu Fang was about to curse. Damn it, you can't fool people like this! The most important thing is that the people around actually felt that the price was very fair!

Is this reasonable?

Rich guys are a minority. Most students, once they get a treasure worth 200,000 yuan, will immediately set it up and make up their minds never to use it unless absolutely necessary.

Xu Fang casually stuffed it in his pocket; he could make this thing by hand.

"Now that we have the goods, let's get down to business."

"According to the tradition of the Lintong Military Region, we have an obligation to tell every newbie who comes in what kind of enemy he will be facing here!"

Chapter 39 Terracotta Warriors

"The main enemy of the ancient capital is the undead. Anyone born in the ancient capital has at least seen pigs run even if they haven't eaten pork. I don't need to say more about this."

"But there is one thing I must tell you: not all the dead are the same."

"Just as demons are divided into different groups, the undead are also extremely diverse."

"In the main urban area, the undead are mainly black rotting corpses, iron-skinned corpses, and other types of corpses. In Baqiao District, there are bone beasts, and in Gaoling District, there are ghost soldiers who borrow passage."

"And our Lintong Military Region faces an enemy called the Terracotta Army."

Terracotta Army!

In his previous life, Xu Fang had visited this place while traveling, but was forced to spend a huge sum of 120 yuan because he didn't have his student ID.

Inside, there was a huge crowd of people, with tour guides shouting and tourists laughing and yelling all mixed together. There were more than twice as many people as the Terracotta Warriors. The little clay figures were pitifully huddled in the pit.

I never expected that the Terracotta Warriors would be so successful in this world, doing so well that it would take a super-level mage to lead the troops and garrison them.

"The Terracotta Army is a rare type of earth-elemental undead. Their attributes have special abilities, such as being able to devour city walls and take over the power contained within them."

He Ming paused for a moment, allowing the students to process this difficult-to-accept fact.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"Swallowing the city wall? That's ridiculous!"

"This is a wall created by a forbidden spell mage; even a monarch-level demon couldn't breach it!"

For a moment, many students looked at them with hostility. People from the ancient capital grew up listening to stories about the city wall. To look down on the city wall was like to despise Mazu in front of people from Fujian province.

Even if you, He Ming, are the company commander of the recruit training camp and a mid-level mage with full mastery of two magic systems, it's still incredibly rude to try and fool people with such nonsense!

“I know it’s hard for you to accept. I was just like you at first, but the facts are right here.” He Ming pointed to the dilapidated city wall: “These are all remnants of the Terracotta Army.”

The students fell silent, wanting to refute but unsure what to say.

Xu Fang wasn't surprised at all.

The Terracotta Army is the embodiment of the ancient king's earth-elemental will. No matter how powerful the earth-elemental forbidden spells used to build the city walls are, they are still no match for the ancient king, this ancestor.

"That's why we're taking you out of the city. Because of the Terracotta Army's devouring properties, once the intensity of the battle reaches a certain level, the military mages must leave the city to eliminate them."

"Protecting the city walls and the people is the responsibility of us military mages, no matter how powerful the enemy is! The Terracotta Army is the elite of the dead, and our Lintong Military Region is fighting against the elite!"

After He Ming finished his mobilization, he gestured for his old partner to continue.

Instructor Li Yi smiled and said, "You are all good kids. There is not a single coward among you who came here! It is getting late. Each squad leader should lead their team back. The cooks have prepared noodles for you. They won't taste good if they get soggy."

Dumplings on the way up, noodles on the way down—after visiting the Terracotta Army battlefield, the group returned to their camp.

Sitting in the spacious canteen, each class had a huge bowl of hand-pulled noodles in front of them, along with pickled vegetables and dipping sauce, filling the table to the brim.

The students couldn't help but swallow hard.

I've been wandering around all morning, I'm starving...

Eat! Eat! Eat as much as you can, and get more if you're still not full!

"A full stomach means I'll have the energy to fight the undead tonight!"

"Don't just eat noodles, or the neighboring military region will think we can't afford vegetables."