Full-Time Magister: I can control you to death.

Chapter 4 Fire Prevention, Theft Prevention, and Protection Against Young Men

Thanks to the Wind Track · Drifting Shadow move from Zhan Kong, the textbook I received was quite worn, but thankfully there were no missing pages, so it didn't hinder normal use.

"You already learned the most basic magic knowledge in elementary and middle school, so I won't go into detail here. Now, please turn to the first page. Today's lesson is: Casting Magic!"

Xue Musheng wrote the question on the blackboard:

"After thousands of years of summarizing, human sages have summarized a formula for release, which consists of three steps:"

First, meditation.

Second, control.

Third, release!

Meditation is easy to understand: it's about emptying your mind and body in an undisturbed environment. Awakened magicians can see magical stardust in their own mental world; you can try it out.

Xu Fang closed his eyes and tried to enter a meditative state.

When reading novels, these are just words, mentioned in a few strokes.

But when it's your turn, it's not so simple... Heh?

Xu Fang looked at the stardust before him. "They've already come in?"

The golden stardust before my eyes, in the pitch-black spiritual world, is like a speck of dust in the universe, tiny yet beautiful and captivating.

Within the stardust, there are seven star particles that are rampaging and moving erratically in the spiritual world.

By connecting these seven stars in a specific order to form a "star track," you can unleash basic magic.

Upon reaching the intermediate level, stardust transforms into a nebula containing seven squared, or forty-nine stars. Seven star orbits combine to form a "star map," granting mastery of intermediate-level magic.

The same principle applies to higher-level magic, seven to the power of three. At this level, some exceptionally talented mages can develop their own combinations of skills to unleash abilities more suited to their needs.

Of course, the mage's methods go far beyond these.

Most mages with a bit of money will embark on the path of no return by spending real money. Whether it's magical artifacts with built-in skills or spirit seeds and soul seeds that greatly enhance attribute power, spending money will allow mages to easily defeat those of the same level.

Xu Fang noticed that these golden stars were surrounded by a crimson ring, which complemented the golden main body.

This must be his innate talent. As for whether it will be effective in actual combat, we'll only know when he releases the magic.

It should be better than a single-system or two-system one!

For any magic student who has awakened, as long as they can make stardust appear out of nothingness and see the bright, lively stars within the stardust, they have completed their meditation.

After watching for a while, Xu Fang began to try to contact the stars with his mind.

Closer.

Closer.

Holy crap!

Xu Fang's mind went blank for a moment, as if he had been suddenly struck by a bright light source. He struggled to stay awake, and it took him several seconds to recover.

The first star had been forcibly pressed into its designated position, and despite its struggles, it could not move an inch.

As for the second one, no matter how hard Xu Fang tried, he couldn't control it.

"Alright, students, wake up."

Xue Musheng clapped his hands, drawing the students' attention back: "The release of magic is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Without the guidance of the Awakening Stone, it would be quite good if we could see stardust within a week."

Mu Bai said, "Teacher, I can see it now."

The classroom erupted in gasps of amazement. Mu Bai had put on quite a show and was in high spirits, tilting his head back like a big white goose.

Xue Musheng laughed and said, "As expected of a member of the Mu family, he is indeed exceptionally talented. Everyone should learn from Mu Bai."

Mo Fan curled his lip, thinking, "What's with this green tea guy showing off?"

I, Da Mofan, also saw it. He even used his mind to control the star, and although that naughty little thing escaped, it was still ten times better than you.

Am I proud?

Xu Fang, sitting in the back row, watched both of them with a crooked smile, thinking they were both younger brothers.

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The day passed quickly. Unlike the technological world, high school students in the magical world have to study until 10 p.m.

Before five o'clock, the teacher announced the end of get out of class, telling the students to pack their bags and prepare to leave so they could go home and meditate on their own.

"I'm telling you, meditation is for yourselves. The teacher won't get a single star. Meditate diligently and strive to become intermediate-level mages in the future. Think it over carefully. get out of class dismissed!"

Xu Fang was packing his things to leave when Mo Fan walked over and stood in front of his desk.

"Huang...Xu Fang."

"Speak up."

"Thank you for the house."

Xu Fang looked up in surprise: "Uncle Mo told you?"

That shouldn't be the case. Based on my understanding of Mo Jiaxing, he cares a lot about Mo Fan's self-esteem and always considers himself an all-powerful father. How could he possibly tell Mo Fan about this?

"Yesterday, we went to a street food stall to celebrate our successful awakening, and after a couple of drinks, I blurted it out," Mo Fan said earnestly. "Xu Fang, consider this a favor I owe you, and I'll definitely repay it in the future."

Xu Fang rubbed his arms, looking constipated: "Bi Fan, are you alright? Are you alright? Aren't you ashamed to say such disgusting things? It's giving me goosebumps."

Mo Fan, already feeling ashamed, couldn't hold back any longer after being told that. He cursed, "You damn blondie, can't you understand polite language? Just pretend I didn't say anything! From now on, when you need a beating and come begging to me, Mo Fan, I'll make sure you laugh your head off! Monkey, let's go!"

He left first, and Zhang Xiaohou gently advised, "Brother Fang, don't overthink it. Brother Fan didn't mean anything by it."

"No need to explain, I understand." Xu Fang waved his hand: "That's just his personality, he's always been the same since he was a child."

Mo Fan's skin is as thick as Schrödinger's; when facing Mu Ningxue and Ye Xinxia, ​​it's thicker than the walls of Bo City, with him shamelessly begging and pleading one after another. He never even blushes when extorting resources from various big shots.

But for anyone else, Mo Fan valued his reputation more than his life. Especially when facing Xu Fang and Mu Bai, saying no was more painful than being killed.

This time, Mo Fan appreciated the gesture, and the two of them knew it perfectly well. There was no need to keep bringing it up; they would repay the favor when they had the chance in the future.

That evening, Xu Fang carried a case of wine and took a car to Mo Jiaxing's new home.

Before he traveled through time, Xu Fang's hometown had a tradition called "warming the pot" or "warming the house," which refers to going to congratulate someone on moving into a new house. It has the meaning of "many hands make light work."

The Mo family home was bustling with activity as they busily tidied up the house. In the small main room, Mo Jiaxing, Mo Fan, Zhang Xiaohou, and Ye Xinxia were all present.

Bocheng obviously doesn't have the custom of warming up the pot, and the group was somewhat surprised to see Xu Fang come to their door.

"Three meals a day, a warm pot and a hot stove." Xu Fang finished his blessing and looked around the house.

It has to be said that the Mo family is really capable; in just one day, the whole family had already tidied up perfectly.

His gaze lingered on the beautiful girl in the wheelchair for a moment, but before he could look any longer, Mo Fan stepped forward and blocked his view.

"Is it really necessary for you to be so stingy? It's not like we haven't seen it before when we were kids," Xu Fang laughed.

"Beware of fire, theft, and scoundrels." Mo Fan wouldn't back down an inch.

Xu Fang rolled his eyes, deciding not to stoop to the level of this sister-obsessed man. He only looked at Ye Xinxia for her looks; he had no intention of marrying her. Her complicated family background was enough to keep him from dealing with it.

Besides, they're a brother-obsessed couple and a sister-obsessed couple, their love is even stronger than childhood sweethearts. If I were to make a move, wouldn't that just confirm my reputation as a scoundrel?

I, Xu, am not that kind of person!

Ye Xinxia watched the two noisy people, said nothing, and secretly smiled with her head down.

As evening approached, Mo Jiaxing warmly invited Xu Fang to stay for dinner, and Xu Fang accepted.

The newly arrived liquor was opened, and the four grown men each poured themselves a full glass. Before they had even finished three rounds, Mo Jiaxing and Zhang Xiaohou collapsed onto the table, while Mo Fan slurred his words incoherently.

Xu Fang, unhurried, picked up peanuts one by one with his chopsticks, and shook his head in disdain: "With your alcohol tolerance, you should go to the kids' table."

"Yellow Hair!" Mo Fan slapped Xu Fang on the shoulder: "Although we used to fight all the time, I, Mo Fan, acknowledge you as a man, much better than that green tea guy Mu Bai!"

From now on, I, Da Mo Fan, will protect you. With the left thunder and right fire activated, you can just follow behind and loot the loot.

"I don't need you, I'll do it myself." Xu Fang slapped his hand away: "I'm going to the ancient capital to kill the undead. When I get back, I'll show you why the flowers are so red."

"Get lost!"

Mo Fan chuckled, finally unable to hold on any longer, and slammed his head on the table with a thud. Soon after, a series of snoring sounds could be heard.

(End of this chapter)