Conan: If I Know Magic, I Will Destroy The World

Chichu Feng stretched out the hand of evil thoughts.

One bundle, two bundles, three bundles...

Magic Mage is really an excellent job.

Making money is just like picking up money.

Four bundles, five bundles, six bundles...

If it weren't for the increase in magic power, so much money would not be gone at once.

Seven bundles, eight bundles, nine bundles...

I'll go, how much is this, it's too much.

Chichu Feng frowned, and canceled the hand of mind.

This is too tiring, why don't you just be ruthless.

Intermediate hand of thought!

Behind the hotel receptionist, two phantom arms appeared, hugging the entire box.

Without a sound, the box disappeared out of thin air.

Then the second, and the third.

Three big suitcases just disappeared for no reason.

Fortunately no one was paying attention, otherwise the eyeballs would fall out of shock.

In the newly created space, the box was opened by the hand of thought.

Bundles of banknotes float out.

After pouring out all the banknotes, Chichu Feng sent the empty box back again with the hand of thought.

Then start sorting and counting the harvest.

The harvest this time is too great.

There is no gravity in the soul space, and bundles of Japanese yen are flying everywhere, and it is impossible to count them, let alone tidy them up.

Chichu Feng couldn't help frowning slightly.

[Ding, if there are more than three sources of magic power tamed, Magic Enslavement (Primary) will be rewarded. 】

[Magic enslavement (Primary): Enslavement magic for souls. Special reminder: newborn souls are prone to rebellious emotions, and souls that have been devastated for a long time are more likely to be enslaved. 】

Enslave souls!

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows and cast a spell.

The first object is of course Kishida who appeared first.

During this period of time, Xing Lantong came to split the fork many times, and she took away all the pearls by holding on to the wall, leaving only a steel wire with a hook in the space.

After many blows, Kishida's soul has become more and more difficult to get angry.

Chichu Feng was a little stunned.

No wonder it is said that fresh souls are the source of magic power.

They are like college students who have just stepped into society and have not been beaten by the reality of society, so they still have passion.

After experiencing many times of beatings and becoming an old soul, it will be difficult to stimulate.

They can only rely on their own recovery, and they can only provide a few minutes of magic power supplement every day.

It is impossible to even think about increasing the upper limit of magic power.

Sure enough, if you want to increase your magic power, you can't stop with fresh souls.

While sighing, Chichu Feng cast his hand of thought.

First, take Kishida's soul out and throw it into the money space.

Then cast magic enslavement.

In the space, an illusory whip was condensed.

Chichu Feng frowned and waved it, the force didn't seem strong enough.

Look at Kishida's space, the steel wire that strings pearls is still there.

But Kishida's obsession has completely disappeared, and now he won't cling to it at all.

Chichu Feng took off the iron hook on the head of the steel wire, and then put the steel wire into the middle of the illusory whip.

The two are combined into one, and the power suddenly becomes super powerful.

With a light wave of the hand of thought, there was a crackling sound at the end.

Kishida's soul looked over blankly.

Then, in his sight.

The weird whip moved over and aimed at his ass.

Whoosh, snap.

Aww~

Although the soul couldn't make a sound, Chichu Feng could tell how much pain he had by looking at his expression.

"Go, tidy up all the money for me, if there is any mess, you will have to eat the whip."

Kishida immediately started to move, holding a bundle of coins with his swollen buttocks and started stacking them.

Chichu Feng nodded in satisfaction.

It's good to have someone working.

He looked at Fuji Jiang Mingyi, Negishi Masaki and Hirota Kenzo again.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, search.

After a few whips, everything was honest.

The four souls began to place and count the harvested money.

The slave owner Chichu Feng nodded in satisfaction.

This should be the life a magic mage should live.

Drink tea, pick up girls, and practice magic.

The rest is naturally helped by the soul.

"Chi Chusang, did you see the woman who came down just now?"

Xiao Ran and Conan ran downstairs panting.

"I see, that's not her, she just got in a taxi."

Chichu Feng pointed outside.

"Ah? Gone!"

“Sister Xiao Ran, get in the car!”

Conan has no sense of public morality at all, and jumps into the taxi directly in line.

"You kid, what are you doing jumping in line?"

A man in a suit carried him out ferociously.

"I'm sorry, we have a life-threatening matter."

Xiao Ran quickly explained.

"A big deal? Who doesn't have a big deal? Go away and queue up behind."

The man in the suit didn't budge.

Yo, dare to beat my girl?

Chichu Feng immediately cast an eye of space on him.

In the sight of the man in the suit, a scorched face instantly appeared.

Whoosh.

Aww~

The face was distorted in horror.

"My god, there are ghosts!"

The man in the suit ran away in fright.

"Xiao Ran, get in the car."

Chichu Feng touched Xiao Ran's waist in a gentlemanly manner, and squeezed into the taxi with her.