My Magic Age

The fifth warehouse is actually a large warehouse with a space array and a wide half-plane. In addition, the research institute has set up layers of defensive protection and some complex defensive magic arrays on the outer layer of the fifth warehouse, which made me think that there were some powerful monsters in the warehouse, and these defensive arrays were used to imprison these monsters.

After entering the fifth warehouse, I found that it was not what I thought. There were no live monsters in the warehouse. The whole warehouse was filled with magic boxes of various shapes and sizes, and some magic jars filled with various preservative liquids. Many materials on some monsters were sealed in glass jars. Those defensive arrays were not to prevent the materials on these monsters from running out of the warehouse by themselves. These defense systems were to prevent outsiders, such as thieves.

Some materials of some monsters must not be made public, otherwise they will be hostile to certain races. For example, if the mermaid witch of the Gana Sea Clan knew that the great witch of one of their tribes was humiliated and soaked in a glass jar, I am afraid that the entire Green Empire would cause some turmoil.

There are many similar forbidden magic materials. The magic beast materials in the fifth warehouse are very complete, and almost everything is prepared. These are the secrets of the fifth warehouse. I looked at those magic beast materials in a daze, and sighed that the Magic Research Institute still has a deep foundation.

The middle-aged magician sat on the magic box, looking at me thoughtfully, and suddenly asked: "Is this your first time to the warehouse?"

"Yes, Mr. Magician." I said to him.

Turning back, I saw that he had been staring at me silently, and the flame of curiosity had been ignited in his eyes, and his eyes were bright.

The middle-aged magician kept looking me up and down. He seemed to have some impression of me and tried to recall where he had seen me before. Obviously, he didn't remember it. He probably didn't want to think about it. Then he asked me: "How long have you been in the Magic Research Institute?"

"Not long!" I said vaguely. I didn't want to tell him the specific time because I was worried that he would find some clues about me from the time.

I have never figured out why he kept probing me after entering the warehouse since he didn't recognize me. What did he want to know?

I guess he must have some purpose in his heart, but he never showed it.

He was very curious about my points. He squinted his eyes and scratched his chin with his index finger and asked me: "Then how do you have so many points? An assistant to a magic scholar, the salary paid by the institute every month is only about two points. One hundred and sixty points are enough for you to work hard in the institute for six years. Did the scholar of Hindki give you that?"

"I exchanged it with the blueprint myself!" I seemed a little straightforward, with a slightly proud look on my face.

"What kind of drawings can be exchanged for so many points?" The middle-aged magician immediately asked me with great interest, and waved me to sit next to him.

I deliberately hesitated for a moment, sat on the magic box beside him, and then answered: "They are all useless drawings of magic patterns and arrays. When I am in the magic academy, I will spend some time drawing some magic scrolls to subsidize my daily expenses. These strange drawings were found in a magician's book. I want to draw them into magic scrolls, but unfortunately the success rate is very low!"

Hearing me say this, the middle-aged magician smiled a little, and he also echoed: "This is a very common thing. Almost every magician will study some magic scroll drawing methods when he is in the magic academy, and draw some scrolls to subsidize expenses. I have done this before, but it was quite hard at that time. The success rate of making scrolls is very low. If you are not careful, you will spend all the cost of materials... Hehe!"

I suddenly realized that he wanted to know where my points came from. It seems that these points in the research institute are very tempting to magicians.

After laughing, the middle-aged magician changed his tone and asked me with a curious look: "Can I see the drawings of those magic patterns?"

"Of course, Mr. Magician." I agreed readily.

The middle-aged magician saw that I agreed very readily and had no intention of shirking or concealing anything. He was in a good mood. A rare smile appeared on his old-fashioned face and said to me: "This is not a place to talk. Let's talk outside!"

As he said that, he put his hand on my shoulder to show his kindness and walked out of the fifth warehouse with me. Although I was extremely anxious, I didn't dare to show it. I could only be patient and follow him through the layers of defense arrays to the reception hall set up independently in front of the fifth warehouse.

...

For me, time is very limited. The great scholar Hindki said that the time of one-twelfth of the hourglass, I know this is about an hour, and there is not much time left for me.

I can't delay any longer, but I don't have the drawings of the magic patterns of the stone drum totems in my hand, nor do I have magic scrolls that imitate the magic patterns on these stone drum totems.

In order to allow this middle-aged magician to appreciate the essence of the mysterious beastman magic array on the stone drum totem, I leaned over the counter at the door of the fifth warehouse and began to draw a magic scroll of "mana recovery" on the magic parchment with my own hands.

Although I have some understanding of the blue crystal Stone Drum Totem, I have never thought that one day I will engrave the magic pattern array on the Stone Drum Totem on a magic scroll. Those strange magic patterns on the Stone Drum Totem For me, the magic patterns on it were not that familiar, so at the beginning, there were frequent situations one after another. Seeing me wasting one piece of magic parchment after another, the middle-aged magician standing aside kept saying Kind words of comfort.

He kept encouraging me and asked me to calm down and figure it out more. I said to myself: How can I have time to figure this out? Deborah is still lying in the laboratory of a scholar at Sindji University, waiting for me to bring the magic materials from these monsters. Go back and save her.

In the end, I had no choice but to make a helpless decision to rub all the magic patterns on the stone drum totem on magic parchment. Although the lines seemed a bit complicated, the success rate would be much higher. Sure enough, in my fourth drawing, When the mana was restored to the magic scroll, at the last moment when I finished writing, I found that the magic power contained in the milky white ink was completely sealed by the magic lines on the scroll, and the light aqua blue magic light kept shining. On the scroll.

The "Mana Recovery" magic scroll successfully appeared on the table at the counter.

I held this magic scroll a little shyly and said to the middle-aged magician: "This kind of scroll has a big shortcoming, that is, it is very difficult to make successfully. It is very difficult!"

I was trying to inoculate the middle-aged magician in advance to prevent him from causing trouble for me later. When he saw that I had done it four times in a row before successfully drawing a magic scroll, he only comforted me slightly and said: " Haha, this is not bad. I only used four pieces of magic parchment to draw a magic scroll. It is still very good. After all, these magic lines are still a bit difficult. Hey, these magic lines are really strange. They are really strange. A unique magic pattern array."

Immediately, he unceremoniously unfolded the 'Mana Recovery' magic scroll, and a circle of light blue stars appeared around his body. Countless water magic elements around him seemed to be attracted by invisible gravity. In the past, a second-level senior magician like him with a golden badge could naturally feel the changes in the surrounding magic power clearly.

The middle-aged magician's eyes lit up and he said to me in surprise: "This is Zhang's magic skill that can restore magic power. What is it called?"

"Mana recovery" I directly said the name of the magic skill.

The middle-aged magician pressed my shoulder happily and asked me eagerly: "Have you sold this drawing of the magic pattern array?"

I shook my head quickly.

The middle-aged magician sat across from me and said to me kindly: "I still don't know your name?"

I said: "Jijia."

The middle-aged magician put his hands on my shoulders and said to me enthusiastically: "Hello, Jijia, I am McDonald, the manager of the fifth warehouse. You can call me Mike. Here in the fifth warehouse , as long as there are some things that do not violate the institute's guidelines and regulations, it is all up to me. If you encounter any problems, please come to me. There are some other World of Warcraft torsos in the warehouse, which are also very good. I will look for them later. Come out and let you take a look.”

"Okay, Mike Magician." I said happily.

Then, Magician Mike said to me very seriously: "Jijia, I have to tell you that your 'Mana Recovery' magic pattern drawing is very rare. It is very different from the ordinary 'Magic Gathering Array' drawing. difference.”

Then he began to operate the magic in his body, and while activating the magic, he said excitedly: "Let me see if these two magics can coexist... Oh, my God, they can coexist, I can clearly feel it The effect of double mana recovery.”

I don't understand why a blueprint of a magic pattern that restores magic power makes Magician Mike so excited. I think the blueprint of the 'Condensing Elemental Magic Array' magic pattern learned in the academy is also very good. Remember Sister Guoguo originally had a tattoo of 'Water Gathering Element Array' on her lower abdomen, which made me very envious at the time. It was precisely because of this that I came up with the idea of ​​becoming an inscriptionist.

Before I could shake off my memories, Magician Mike had woken me up. He asked me seriously: "What are you going to do with this drawing?"

After thinking about it, I said hesitantly: "If possible, I still want to give it to the Magic Research Institute in exchange for some points. You know, I want a better World of Warcraft body. I think Use it to save a comrade!"

Magician Mike pretended to frown and thought for a moment, and then said to me in a serious tone: "The institute will not bid you too high. They always take these points very seriously. This is yours." The blueprint for the 'Mana Recovery' magic pattern array will only give you two hundred points at most. That is their greatest right. However, for this drawing, the price is a bit low. Why don't you transfer this drawing to me, if you can promise not to resell this drawing to a third party? I can give you three hundred, oh no, no, no, I’ll give you four hundred points!”

When he said the last sentence, he became a little fanatical and a little excited.

I was overjoyed after hearing what Mike Magic said, but on the surface I still scratched my scalp and said with an expression on my face: "McMagic, you are really a generous nobleman, but before I agree to this deal with you, I I must... also have the responsibility to tell you that this drawing is a bit difficult to draw. You see, I am already very familiar with it, but I still failed four times. There are some small flaws in this drawing. "

Mage Mike said with a somewhat proud look: "It doesn't matter. I believe in my drawing skills."

I hesitated for a moment, and when Mage Mike thought I was going to regret it, I slowly said to him: "In view of the fact that there are some minor problems with the blueprint of this magic pattern array, please allow me to sell it at a discount!"

He looked at me with some surprise, then nodded repeatedly, and then said: "Then, it's settled."

The middle-aged magician's face showed ecstasy, then clenched his fists, waved them in front of his chest, and laughed out loud.

Then he seemed to have thought of something again and asked me: "Ji Jia, do you have other special blueprints of magic pattern arrays?"

"Of course, please wait a moment..." I smiled shyly and said to him.

So, in the next half an hour, I successfully drew the blueprints of three magic pattern arrays: "Resist Fire Ring", "Petrified Skin" and "Flame Tongue Weapon".

The blueprint of the magic pattern array of the 'flame tongue weapon' was unexpectedly sold for only 100 points. As for the other two magic pattern array blueprints, although the price was not as exaggerated as the price of the 'mana recovery' magic pattern array blueprint, they were also sold for 240 points each.

In this way, the 1,000 points to buy the succubus body were just enough, and it seemed that there were some extra points.

And the mage Mike was also immersed in joy, and he wanted to try to draw those rare magic pattern arrays immediately.

So when I asked him to exchange 1,000 points for the succubus body, he also agreed very readily, and then directly wiped out the 1,000 points on my voucher, and walked into the warehouse again with light steps. This time he did not take me with him, but walked in alone.

Not long after, the figure of mage Mike appeared in the hall. Every step he took, there would be a 'rustling' sound behind him, which was the friction between heavy objects and marble slabs, and occasionally there would be sharp and piercing sounds.

I hurried over and saw him dragging a rectangular ice coffin out of the fifth warehouse. The whole ice coffin exuded a strong chill. I put my hand on the ice coffin, and the icy cold immediately spread up my arm, scaring me so much that I quickly retracted my hand. Through the blurry ice coffin, I could vaguely see the naked body of a young girl frozen inside, but on the back of her body, there were two completely retracted flesh wings. This was a succubus with a very complete body.

A few minutes later, I walked out of the fifth warehouse quickly with the cart and saw the scholar Yekis waiting outside the corridor. At this moment, he was relieved to see me walk out with a relaxed look on his face.

Before Yekis could speak, two young magician assistants in the warehouse came out with difficulty dragging an ice coffin, "grunting"...