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No, that's impossible!
Fisherman staggered away from the spot, cold sweat pouring out of him. He stopped at a corner of the alley, braced himself on his knees, and took a deep breath.
"Alchemy?! An alchemist with a complete system of knowledge! She's even researching a new system of her own! Leaving aside the fact that alchemists are long extinct, how did she manage to study it so deeply without any textbooks?!"
He slapped himself several times, forcibly suppressing his shock.
"No, during the home visit, we need to ask carefully, Robin, what kind of people live in your family..."
Fisherman calmed himself down and continued walking.
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"The failure of the Enlightenment Spell is because some monsters possess a magic system similar to humans to some extent? What does that mean...? I'll make a note of it and ask Mr. Latis later..."
Some familiar voices caught Fisherman's attention. He turned to look at the woman leisurely rocking in a rocking chair on the small hill, and suddenly rubbed his eyes in surprise.
"This... isn't this Frico? The most outstanding graduate of the previous generation, the culprit who utterly destroyed Laozi's student's Dao heart in scientific research, causing him to flee to Janium for redemption?"
He hesitated for a moment, then walked toward the small mound.
"If the racial spells of monsters are inherited through bloodlines, then what about the general spells that are not racial spells? Monsters have no academies, no teachers, no textbooks, so how do they achieve such astonishing consistency in certain general spells? You must know that bloodline inheritance allows them to innately know the runes of racial spells, but general spell runes..."
As Freya read the instruction manual written by Latis, she gasped in shock and immediately jotted down her conjectures. Just as she was about to go find Latis, she saw an old man with gray hair walking down the slope.
She squinted, stood up from the recliner, and asked in surprise:
"Mr. Fisherman?"
“It’s me, Miss Frico.” Fisherman stroked his weathered gray hair and asked with a smile:
"I haven't heard from you in a long time since your mentor went to the stars. I never expected to meet you here."
“My supervisor assigned me too many projects, I just can’t keep up with them all…” Frico explained helplessly. “She’s been gone for several years, and the only thing left is the bank making payments every week, but as the projects have progressed, that little bit of money is no longer enough to cover expenses.”
"I see. What a pity... Your mentor was a leading scientific researcher of our generation, and you were a leading scientific researcher of the previous generation. I never expected that we would not hear from her until now. I wonder if she is still alive."
“It would be better if he were dead,” Fureko said with some resentment. “I just couldn’t take it anymore. So many projects only gave me a general idea and then told me to keep going. I’ve already packed up my bags and run away.”
"Well, how should I put it? A true name is indeed an obsession for every legendary mage, though I don't know why it's even worth pursuing..." Fisherman scratched his head and asked:
"What about you now?"
"I'm currently doing logistical management work in this mage territory, it's very easy," Frico said with a smile, waving her notebook.
“My mentor said that all scientific research is about pursuing the truth of the world, but I think that not all truths can be obtained from the laboratory, so I am very happy to be here.”
In her hand, a line of brand-new handwriting appeared at the end of the notebook, boldly stating:
"Hypothesis: Monsters can also connect to the magic network!"
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After bidding a reluctant farewell to Frico, Fisherman stared blankly at the tilted mage tower that was already visible in the distance, then quickly walked over.
"Principal, how come you took so long to walk such a short distance of just a few hundred meters?"
SilverShuffle, who was happily eating pine nut cake, took a sip of black tea, waved under the flower trellis, patted the robin and Latis sitting on either side of him, and said to Fisherman:
"Principal, let's finish the home visit as soon as possible. Xiao La's family is about to have dinner, so let's not bother them too much."
"That's a perfect opportunity to freeload a meal..." Fisherman muttered, but his experiences along the way made him a little apprehensive, fearing that he might run into a royal princess or prince at any moment. So he straightened his posture, glanced at the red dragon yawning on the hilltop, and sat down at the long table under the flower trellis.
"Teacher Yin, try this one."
Latis placed a plate of crispy egg tarts in front of Silvershurst and said with a smile:
"This is a unique dessert that I developed based on local snacks from my hometown. I described it to my mentor and asked her to create it. You can't find it anywhere else!"
"Eh, really?" Silver Shul, who had become much more cheerful after eating the dessert, happily took the egg tart, carefully held the hot, crispy crust in both hands, and took a small bite.
"Mmm! ...It's so delicious! Waaaaah..."
Silver Hugh closed her eyes, and a contented humming sound, like that of a small animal, came from her nose. A few seconds later, she actually whimpered, put down the egg tart, and wiped away her tears.
"Hey, Ms. Yin, did you get burned?"
Latis paused for a moment, patted Silvershur on the shoulder, and asked with concern.
"Yes, it's so delicious! I haven't had anything this good in ages..." Yin Xiu'er choked up, picked up the egg tart, and continued to eat it in small bites. After reluctantly finishing the last bite, she blushed slightly and whispered:
"I'm full, thank you, Xiao La."
"You're full already?" Latis stroked his chin, took a large box from the food cart beside him, placed it in front of Silvershur, and grinned.
"Teacher Yin, these are all for you. If you can't finish them, take them home!"
Silver Xiuer curiously opened the box, saw the thirty or forty egg tarts inside, and immediately clenched the box tightly, her eyes brimming with tears as she said:
"Thank you... thank you!"
"Feeding Gintoki is definitely more fun than feeding Serfa!"
Latis thought to himself, then laughed heartily:
"It's alright, it's alright. Teacher Yin, you can come to my house for dinner whenever you have time. My house is quite big, you can even sleep there when you're tired from playing!"
“I…” Yin Xiu’er initially wanted to refuse, but after glancing at the egg tarts in the box again, she struggled internally for a moment, then lowered her head and said shyly:
"Okay... okay."
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"No, what are you doing?"
Fisherman squinted at Latis, who was thoroughly enjoying himself, and couldn't resist forking up a fruit and stuffing it into his mouth.
"You dare to flirt with one of our faculty members right in front of me? Do you think I don't exist? ...I'm furious!"
He glanced at the Hines family mark on the fork, then quickly put it back on his plate as if it were burning his hand.
"A floating island family? The man this kid sold out a few days ago was also from a floating island family. Unfortunately, the soul restriction on him caused him to self-destruct during interrogation, but there were still some gains."
Fisherman examined the Hines family mark, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued eating his fruit.
"For reasons unknown, many newly formed floating island families have started causing trouble on this continent. Having grown accustomed to the magnanimity of the established families, encountering this for the first time is somewhat unusual..."
He watched as Latis picked up a hazelnut cake and began feeding Silvers at close range, when suddenly he felt a sour taste from the fresh dried hazelnuts in his mouth.
"However, infighting among the floating island families has increased. That man said he was involved in a conspiracy against the Hines family, but that conspiracy should have been halted now... Speaking of which, it's a real pity about the fallen city of Herod; they should have been Her Majesty's natural allies..."
Suddenly, Fisherman's mouth dropped open as he watched the half-elf return to the courtyard, bound by plant guards and carrying a new lute. He abruptly stood up.
"The Herodians?!"
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"So, does that mean that for project research, magic is just an aid, while a broad knowledge base and a comprehensive system like that of a little bird are the fundamental thing?"
Latis patted the head of the robin beside him, then looked at Fisherman and SilverShuffle sitting across the table and asked:
"If she doesn't have magic, how can she lead the team to find materials in the wild and conduct on-site research? You know, there aren't as many facilities in the wild as in the academy, so she can only rely on her own abilities."
"It's very simple. I have a personal project that I've been working on for many years but hasn't made public."
Fisherman revealed a confident expression, reached into the dimensional rift, pulled out a black briefcase, and placed it on the table.
"For our new project, perhaps not having to train a magic engine is a good thing, and of course, the same goes for wilderness exploration."
He stood up, picked up his suitcase, walked to the open space in the courtyard, and smiled smugly:
"Do you know what my nickname is on the Magic Online platform? My name is..."
“Motorcycle old man,” Latis interrupted his impassioned speech, speaking calmly.
"Uh, how did you know?" Fisherman scratched his head, asking in confusion, then shook his head and said:
"Never mind, it's not important. In short, this nickname comes from one of my personal preferences, and I have already turned this preference into reality in my early research. Unfortunately, due to the metal barrier, it will disconnect from the magic network when used, which is not very friendly to students of Bogu Academy, but it is just right for Robin."
He patted the suitcase, and after a series of metallic knocking sounds, the suitcase suddenly deformed and clung tightly to his body.
"I'm the best, Iron Man!"
Latis's eyes widened suddenly, and he murmured in shock.
Chapter 144 Latis's Massage Techniques
"Autobots, transform! Kukuku-kiki!"
"Autobots, transform! Kukuku-kiki!"
Fisherman watched as Latis was having a great time playing with the mobile suit, and couldn't help but exchange a glance with the robin beside him.
"Isn't your older brother... a bit unreliable?"
"No, no..." The robin hesitated for a moment, then nodded very firmly and said:
"Big Brother is the best!"
“Sigh.” Fisherman sighed weakly, asking with a look of utter despair:
"So, Robin, will your parents agree to let you become the project leader?"
“Yes, I will.” The robin nodded stubbornly, watching Latis run around. A faint smile appeared on her face as she whispered:
"Even if they don't need my strength right now, I will do my best to protect this family."
"Huh? What did you say?" Fisherman looked at the murmuring robin, scratched his head in confusion, then gave up asking and said:
"In short, I now have a better understanding of your current family situation, and there are a few things I need to say to you privately."
A silent barrier was silently erected around them. Fisherman lowered his voice and asked:
"Robin, I want to ask you, have you differentiated?"
The robin opened its eyes wide, looked up at Fisherman, struggled internally for a moment, looked at the lively scene in the courtyard, and finally shook its head.
“What a pity…” Fisherman sighed regretfully, then cheered up and said, “After you differentiate, if your abilities are suitable, there is a mission from the royal family that will be given to you…”
The silencing barrier was lifted, and Fisherman left with a thoughtful expression, while the robin looked at Latis, who was looking at him with concern, and nodded reassuringly.
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