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

Chapter 83 My name is Hua Zhanhong

A few days later, a rather simple graduation ceremony concluded at Tianlan Magic High School.

Everyone went their separate ways, with most heading towards the ancient capital.

The bloodshed in Bocheng has made many students grow up. They no longer want to follow the crowd and urgently need resources to improve their abilities.

Because of the huge shortage of mages, the ancient capital offered the most generous terms of all the cities, and even approved the construction of a "Bo City Street".

The two sides hit it off immediately.

Of course, students who are confident in themselves may choose other paths.

"Yellow Hair, where do you plan to go from now on?" Mo Fan asked, leaning closer.

Xu Fang shook his head: "I haven't decided yet."

In the past, he would have chosen a magic university without hesitation, preferably in the south, because the weather would be warmer and more exposed thighs would be more common.

But after the bloodbath in Bo City, he led a group of military mages to protect the city, establish a safe isolation zone, and save countless lives...

It seems pretty good?

In a more sophisticated way, is the need for self-actualization higher than the need for aesthetics?

Mo Fan urged, "Why don't you come to Shanghai with me? Pearl Academy has offered special admission spots. With our abilities, getting in will be a piece of cake!"

Shanghai, the largest city in the south, was a place Mo Fan had wanted to visit in his previous life, and this trip was a way of fulfilling that dream.

If Xu Fang goes with them, that would be perfect; the two of them can look after each other in a big city.

Xu Fang simply said, "I'll think about it."

"Buzz~ Buzz~"

Mo Fan's phone vibrated in his pocket. He asked with a hint of envy, "Is it your little girlfriend again?"

Bocheng is now allowing people to leave but not enter, so Jiang Shaoxu calls every day to inquire about the situation, making all the single people envious.

"No." Xu Fang looked at the contact name with some surprise; the caller was Zhan Kong.

Zhan Kong has been incredibly busy these past few days, working non-stop and practically spinning like a top, yet he still has time to call himself?

Xu Fang answered the phone: "Commander, you wanted to see me?"

"Come to Xuefeng Mountain right away, someone wants to see you."

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Xuefeng Mountain was turned into ruins by a demonic calamity.

Amidst the ruins, the military managed to clear a space to use as a temporary meeting room.

When Xu Fang came in, there were two people standing in the room. The one with the stubble and a haggard look was Zhan Kong.

The other person was wearing a military green short-sleeved summer uniform, with black hair and beard, a large, square face, and most strikingly, his eyes, which were sharp as swords.

His right hand was fiddling with two black iron balls. The iron balls looked familiar; they were the second-generation bomb-filled candies.

In this person's hands, the two sandwich candies were coiled together obediently, like walnuts that an old man was playing with.

suddenly!

This surge of demonic energy actually triggered the bomb's activation array!

The movement was so fast that Xu Fang didn't even have time to react. He only heard a loud "BOOM!!!" and then... that was it?

The bomb's shockwave was actually extinguished by force!

Xu Fang almost blurted out "Holy crap!" What kind of ruthless person is this? At most, other people would be holding firecrackers, but this guy is holding a bomb?

This is a second-generation bomb! A small servant would die from a single hit, a large servant would be injured, and even a general, if not seriously wounded, would at least cry out in pain.

But you look like nothing happened?

"Its power is considerable." The black-bearded man spread his palms, and Xu Fang's emotions, which had just calmed down, were once again shocked.

—The other candy, with a thin golden film on its outer layer, lay quietly in the black-bearded man's palm, serene and peaceful, as if the explosion just now had nothing to do with it.

Is this... the Holy Shield?

What incredible control!

This person's understanding of magical energy and light magic is incredibly profound.

Xu Fang could barely manage it by gritting his teeth, but it was nowhere near as easy and effortless as this man's.

Judging from his appearance and his skillful manipulation of light-based micro-management, Xu Fang had a rough idea of ​​his identity... It was unbelievable that a powerhouse of this caliber would come to Bo City.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you." The black-bearded man looked at Xu Fang, a slight smile appearing on his serious face. "Let me introduce myself, my name is Hua Zhanhong."

really!

Hua Zhanhong is the commander of the Southern Army and also Zhan Kong's teacher.

There aren't many people in the world with a long shelf life. Many big shots who were awesome in the early stages don't even deserve to have their names anymore in the later stages. Typical examples are Yang Zuohe from Bocheng, and several members of the National Team.

But Hua Zhanhong is different.

From his very first appearance, this person has been synonymous with "powerful" and "impressive".

—This world is not like the previous one. Human survival is already precarious. We have to use every means at our disposal. How can we keep so many things hidden?

There are many scumbags in the world, but there are also many respectable people. Hua Zhanhong is naturally one of them, and a very important one at that.

"Chief Hua." It was rare for Xu Fang to treat someone with such respect.

Hua Zhanhong: "Xu Fang, I've been following you for a long time. Zhan Kong reported your performance to me the other day, and it was very good! You were a real man!"

"The situation is critical. We can't just watch people get eaten by demons for supper," Xu Fang said modestly.

"Hmph! The Southern Ridge Demon Wolf clan has become increasingly arrogant these past few years, we've had no time to deal with them." Hua Zhanhong said coldly, "I'll go visit them later."

Visiting other people's homes...

Xu Fang couldn't help but mourn for the poor wolf kings.

"There's one more thing," Hua Zhanhong said. "I came here specifically to see you about bombs. I wanted to hear your advice as the inventor."

"In the past year, the bombs you invented have been deployed throughout the army, making a huge contribution to the country's defense capabilities. We old guys all know this."

Internationally, many countries and organizations are paying close attention to bombs. The Magic Associations of the Five Continents have consulted with us, requesting that we share our bombs for use in combating demons.

Zhan Kong couldn't help but interject, "Why should we have to selflessly give away our things? Why haven't we seen them share their good stuff before?"

Although there is no longer war between humans in this world, open and covert struggles continue.

Zhan Kong was a member of the National Government Team before, and traveled to various countries, seeing through the double standards of these people.

He said excitedly, "More than ten years ago, the Bell Tower Magic Association reported to the Magic Associations of the Five Continents, hoping that Egypt would increase its exports of necromancers, but the request was rejected."

A few days ago, our city of Bo requested assistance from the nuns at the Parthenon to heal the seriously injured civilians, but there has been no response yet!

Teacher, I could give you many more examples like this!

They used to say that we should respect and understand them, and that private resources are above all else.

And now? What's with all this talk about uniting to fight demons?

Zhan Kong had no goodwill towards these people and became more and more agitated as he spoke.

"Control your emotions." Hua Zhanhong frowned slightly, and Zhan Kong shut his mouth and stopped talking, but his eyes were still full of resentment.

Just then, Xu spoke up.

"Chief Hua," Xu Fang said, looking at the two men, "I think this is something we can do."

Zhan Kong: "!!!???"

(End of this chapter)