Infrastructure starts from the game

Seeing the group of newsboys, Angel roughly understood why Sky Spring was overloaded.

"Server capacity" is limited!

Although Sky Spring is not a server in the physical sense, it is a living thing after all. If it is too large to meet the requirements for mana intake at the beginning, Sky Spring's personality will become very irritable, and the formed cloud kingdom will also be unstable.

Taking this into consideration, Angel consciously controlled the volume of the Sky Spring when refining it, so that its "food intake" needs were slightly higher than the magic power that the volunteer teachers and students could supply, and it could eat about eight points a day degree of fullness.

But now the students have pulled in outsiders, and the magic power is beyond what Sky Spring can bear.

Simply put, it's just too much.

The same is true of what is shown in the crystal ball.

Those newsboys only drew the runes dubiously at first, but after they played two sets of "Rune Lianliankan", their expressions became serious. Among them, the more clever children even peeked at the students' movements, and drew the "Rune Lianliankan" The activation rune of "Cube Meditation Method" was also learned.

Later, even if the students didn't invite them, the newsboys would automatically gather towards the volunteer school.

These newsboys have more time than the students. Not only do they have more time to meditate (games), but they also keep bringing new friends over. The magic power input has far exceeded the supply of volunteer students.

Moreover, the newsboys were more flexible than the students, and even the doorman couldn't control them.

For example, at this moment, there seems to be no one around the school in the middle of the night, but if you use a crystal to detect it, you will find that even now, there are more than a dozen children gathered there under the sewer near the school, like a bunch of small mice .

"... As for it?" Angel couldn't help muttering.

Hiding under the quilt and playing games secretly in the middle of the night is fine, but the sewer is dirty and smelly, and I feel suffocated just thinking about it.

"There's nothing wrong with it," Yinye said, "Anyway, even if you go back to your residence, the environment will be the same."

Silver Leaf recalled the past... No, there is no need to recall the past, the situation of the brothers and sisters in Geluglu is similar now, right?Yinye wanted to change this at the beginning, so she didn't drop out of school even in this environment.

Although the blood of the succubus is coveted, it is a way out after all.

But these kids...

"Now that the reason is found, it's easy to solve it." Mithril said at this time.

The black cat has lived for more than 1000 years, and is used to seeing joys and sorrows, and has no feelings for human experience.

It said in a matter of fact: "You only need to limit the eating range of Sky Spring, and the area is completely controlled within the school and above the ground. These children can't invade the school no matter what."

...Look!Sure enough.

Yinye didn't speak, and didn't look at the crystal again.

He knows that no one takes for granted.

He wants to make his little friends live better, but he has spent so many years without success, so what right does he have to ask others to do this kind of thing with confidence.

What's more, these children have no talent at all, and it is useless to learn magic, right? !

In fact, these children themselves did not learn magic because they loved it, they simply did it for fun.

Thinking of this, Yinye bit the pipe, focused on transforming the magic power, and stopped thinking.

Angel also picked up another pipe.

"So, that's what starting a business is like! The last sum of money has not been returned, and the next sum of money will be spent," Angel sighed, "I have to do this for the future."

As he said so, he took a light breath into the pipe.

Then squinting his eyes, he spewed smoke into the air in front of the platform.

The smoke emitted by Angor is different from Silver Leaf and Enliss. It is not pure white, but gray and white mixed with some black, but there is a little light flickering inside, like a starburst.

These smokes did not turn into goblins, but directly condensed the outline of vines on the open space of the platform.

However, this outline did not take shape.

It can be vaguely seen that it has slender rhizomes and lush leaves, but it is just an outline formed by smoke, clinging limply to the crystal ball, and may disperse at any time.

Seeing this, Mithril complained: "Idiot meow! The current magic power is not enough, you can't expand it!"

expand--?

Yinye raised her eyes and looked towards Angel in surprise.

Angel closed his eyes, this time he didn't use the pipe, but took a deep breath on his own.

Yinye suddenly felt the surge of magic power and the emptiness in her stomach.

"Goo."

Yinye rubbed her stomach in doubt, wondering about her sudden hunger.

Angor raised his chin slightly and exhaled a second puff of smoke.

This time the smoke was pure black, like a thundercloud before a storm, but what was mixed inside was not rough lightning, but brighter and more dazzling stars.

The smoke adhered to the outlines of the vines before, making the vague shape of the vines solid.

Seeing this, Angel showed a faint smile.

He originally wanted to take two steps to check the status of the newly formed vines, but he saw that the smoke that had just condensed into the vines surged again, and they rushed towards the top of the vines in unison, where a A huge white flower.

But as the flowers bloomed, the outline of the vines below became blurred again, and even scattered at any time.

"No way!?" Angel's eyes widened.

"No, the growth cycle is too fast, and the supply of magic power is insufficient! These magic powers will overflow again!" Mithril shouted at Yinye and Enlisi: "Silverleaf, speed up the conversion of magic power! Enlis, you also go there help!"

"Ah, good!" Enlis was stunned, and ran towards the crystal in a panic.

"No!" Angel raised his hand to stop him.

"Aren't you still planning to send magic power meow?!" Mithril meowed angrily, "The magic power you just used is almost close to that of a high-level mage, and if you continue to use it, you will only overdraw your life meow!"

"It's okay, anyway, my life is a cheap renewable resource, besides, I don't seem to have any important work in the future, right? Just take a break."

Angor replied, he raised the middle finger of his left hand and put it in his mouth, biting the fingertip.

Angel's pale face turned even paler, almost translucent.

The smell of magic power around him also became stronger.

"Sure enough...it looks delicious."

Yinye couldn't help but licked his lips and swallowed, but then he covered his mouth as if frightened by his own reaction, but he couldn't take his eyes off the pale face in the black robe.

"Mr. Angel." Enlis also called.

The always well-behaved girl looked at her guardian with worried eyes, but uncontrollable greed permeated from her eyes, which looked extremely disproportionate to that lovely face.

Angel didn't have the energy to pay attention to the expressions of other people at all, and he puffed out the third puff of smoke.

The smoke this time is not only black, but also dark red. Compared with the second smoke, the starbursts inside are much dimmer, but the number is hundreds of times larger, it seems that they are only blocked by black clouds Keep it hidden.

This puff of smoke sprayed onto the vine, and the vine condensed into a solid entity. Its fat leaves stretched out like steps, and a little girl like Enlis would have no problem walking up by stepping on it.

And the petals of the blooming flower at the top of the vine began to scatter, and fruits grew in the middle.

The fruit grew rapidly and became the size of a hut, and tables and chairs grew out of it automatically, like a small classroom. There was even a blackboard in front of the classroom, with words densely written on it——

"boom!"

At the same time, there was a sound of collapse in the sewer, which startled the children who were obsessed with studying (X).

"what sound?"

"Could it be that the sewers have collapsed?"

The children nervously followed the sound and found a hole in the wall of the sewer in front of them somehow.

"It's the wall that's come down."

Immediately, some children wanted to go over to check, and some people wanted to stop him: "Don't go! It will be bad if you get hit."

"Speaking of which, why did the wall suddenly collapse!"

"earthquake?"

"I don't feel it?"

"Could it be that someone demolished the wall and didn't fix it?" A child began to tell a horror story on the spot, "I saw in the newspaper I got the day before yesterday that someone built his wife into the wall, and he built five of them. , the last one dug up is still alive.”

"Wow, don't say this at a time like this!"

During the random discussion, how many children couldn't hold back, and curiously walked to the collapsed wall to see if there were any bones inside.

But instead of finding the body, they found a small room covered in vines behind the wall.

"Is anyone living in seclusion here?"

"It doesn't look like it's inhabited, but it doesn't smell so bad inside!"

"The smell hasn't gone in yet?"

"Hey, look, there are words here!"

The children explored the empty room, and soon some attentive children found text behind some vines: "What's written on it? Is it a treasure map?"

Among the newsboys, there were a few clever children who could read and write—although it was for better sales of newspapers—they looked carefully, and someone said disappointedly: "These are just explanations of the meaning of the runes."

"Isn't this a classroom?"

"Why would the school build a classroom in the sewer?"

They discussed it for a while, to no avail.

But there are also children who are still very interested in the writing on the wall: "Are the runes the magic runes we learned? Can you tell me what they all mean?"

"What? You don't really want to learn magic, do you?"

"It's boring anyway, it's good to know what I'm doing!" said a child.

So those who were interested studied the writing on the wall and compared it with the runes they drew, and those who were not interested sat down in a corner of the room—this room was much cleaner than the sewer outside, and you could choose If you don't, you will naturally want a cleaner place - continue to read the runes, and listen to the explanation of the runes next to your ear from time to time.

They didn't know that there was a pair of eyes looking at them in shock.

"Why is there a room in the sewer?!" Yinye said in shock.

"The heavenly kingdom formed by the sky spring and the ground are mirror images of each other," Angel explained slowly, his body was crumbling, and he had to sit cross-legged on the ground.

Even so, he looked as if he was about to faint in the next moment: "Not only the changes above will affect the below, but the buildings and people below will also affect the above."

Angel said so, pointing to the building that the goblins were building.

Yinye took a closer look and found that although the building had only one foundation, it was indeed about the same size as the school below, but the shape was a bit weirder, like a pumpkin.

Obviously, although the architecture of the space is a mirror image of the ground, there are also subtle differences in shape.

Yinye was amazed by this cloud building, but he looked at Angel with complicated eyes.

"Why did you do this for them?" Silver Leaf said, "It's useless for these children to learn magic!"

"That's not necessarily the case. Although they don't have much talent, if they persevere, they may be able to copy the runes." Angel said softly, but he didn't have the energy to speak.

But he began to snort. "It's like compulsory education. Capitalists are always looking for cheap labor."

The few students in Academy City are obviously not enough for Angel to consume.

"These children might have your rune assistants. You don't despise them, do you?" Angel asked while looking at Silver Leaf.

"Of course not!" Silver Leaf said loudly.

The black robe laughed.

However, because of Angor's "reckless" (Mithril language) actions, the burden of adjusting the data of Sky Spring was all on Yinye and Enlisi. It took them a whole week to let Sky Spring digest it. Extra magic.

This also meant that Angel had been in a coma for a whole week.

When Angel went back to take over the job, Yinye returned to the workshop again, feeling a bit like a lifetime away.

His mind was full of mathematical formulas, tumbling clouds, and noisy goblins, and he forgot what normal life was like at once, so when Silver Leaf saw Alan walking by from a distance, it took several minutes. I remembered that there was such a troublesome spirit.

"Oops, I forgot to tell Mr. Angel about this." Yinye thought.

Then he froze for a moment and smiled wryly.

Yinye suddenly remembered that a week ago, she was wondering if Alan was sent to the dormitory on purpose by Angel to test their loyalty.

"My trust in Mr. Angel has increased!" Yinye noticed.

But he didn't hate the feeling.

Being in an environment of suspicion all the time is not very good for your mental health either.

When Mr. Angel comes back, tell him about Allen!

Yinye made up her mind and returned to her room.

He took off his robe and was about to go to the bath with a change of clothes, but he was attracted by the letter on the table.

"My... letter?"

Yinye walked over strangely.

Yinye's desk is always kept clean, so this letter is particularly conspicuous, but Yinye does not remember that he has received such a conspicuous letter - although his friends in his hometown will send letters, they only buy The cheapest envelope I could afford—this one was on expensive paper, and sealed with heraldic seal.

Yinye held the letter and looked at it for a while, feeling a very bad premonition.

But it's not a problem to leave it alone, so Yinye took the knife and opened the letter.

Inside the gorgeous envelope was an invitation that was not inferior to the envelope.

Invitation letter from Star Tower.

It says so:

"——Hearing about your excellent grades, I'm surprised that no talent like you has been found. We think you are absolutely qualified to become an official mage, or even an official high-level mage.

As the master of Xingyao Tower, I invite you to join me.

Hope to get your answer. "

Yinye read the invitation letter five times, but couldn't find the inviter's name.

But it clearly states the address of Xingyao Tower:

Tower of No Owner.

Angle ended up getting no complaints from anyone about Allen.

In fact, Angel finally solved the Sky Spring incident, and after waking up from a coma, he received the first draft of "Magical Girl Angel" from Allen.

The content is quite interesting, and the outline is also in accordance with Angel's requirements. At least Angel did not find any problems.

On the contrary, Allen himself is not satisfied: "After using the game table and seeing the work of the rune master, I feel that my understanding of magic is too shallow, so I have applied to the Magic Association for three senior magic scholars. As magic consultants, they came to proofread my magic knowledge."

"This rigorous attitude is very good." Angel said perfunctorily.

He didn't really care if the magic part of an ad made sense, the other mages were idiots anyway.

The only thing Angel cares about is: "Didn't I ask you to change the protagonist's name?"

"It will be changed, of course it will be changed," Allen said with a laugh, "but isn't Your Excellency Angel hoping that the protagonist's little girl will make the audience feel more involved? I think it would be better for the protagonist to use the protagonist's name? So For the time being, the current code name will be used.”

What the hell codename.

Why don't you just call her "Ellena"!

Angel complained in his heart.

But Angel has no other opinions: "Then the protagonist is decided? The cheerful and lively heroine who is liked by the whole street, and friends with different personalities, Xiao Huang, Xiao Lan, and Xiao Zi?"

"Hahaha, Your Excellency Angel, your name is more casual than mine!" Alan laughed, "Are you going to start casting?"

"No, this kind of thing can wait until Sir Mandela comes back." Angel said.

The main reason is that the actors are checked by professionals, and Angel will feel more at ease.

He doesn't cover everything.

Angel flipped through the script and said, "I just think that since the script is like this, it's almost time to decide on the costumes and key props of the protagonist lineup."

"Costumes and key props?" Allen's smile froze for a moment.

He probably never thought that producers would care more about costumes and props than actors.

But for Angor, this is a matter of course.

Because his goal is always to sell toys firmly!

"Why do I think that you got an unexpected amount of magic power, so you want to start wandering."

Mithril pointedly accused.

That's right, for Angel, the magic power of newsboys and other outsiders in the compulsory education has always been an unexpected "income", although in order to contain them, Angel also paid a terrible price, so After a week of comatose, he still looked very weak, but he finally earned it.

Angel's attitude towards this magic power is similar to that towards money.

He felt uneasy without dropping it.

So Angel was very disapproving of Mithril's complaints: "Aren't you happy? I'm going to use this extra magic power on you!"

"Is it used in the alchemy workshop!" Mithril turned her head arrogantly.

But Mithril was still very happy.

After all, the workshop is currently recovering the storefront, but the reason why the alchemy workshop is called a "workshop" is not a place for purely selling things, it must also produce alchemy products in an orderly manner!

Although those game tables can be regarded as products for the time being, they are still different from the products in Mithril's memory.

Angel is going to restore the regular production workshop this time!

At this moment, Angel and Mithril are standing at the door of the first production room of the workshop.

This production room is also the production workshop that has supported the entire workshop for the longest time. Just half a year ago, it also produced a batch of (pseudo) magic wands, and then finally fell into a sealed state because there was not enough magic power to support it.

Now there is a huge hourglass inlaid on this door, and the sand grains inside are constantly falling. The more sand in the lower hourglass, the more magic power and money will be spent to repair it. When the sand grains are exhausted , the equipment inside is almost the same as buying new ones.

The last production workshop of the workshop is in this unlucky state.

In comparison, the maintenance status of the first production workshop is still good. If it is only to be activated, Angel, a mid-level mage, can do it, but if there are no props that need to be produced, let the workshop idle to consume mana It's not a solution either. Now that you have a stable magic income, you can reopen it.

Angel entered the magic power into the hourglass, and the door of the workshop opened with a bang.

The alchemy machine inside is indeed intact.

Angor checked the machine's functions:

[props refining instrument]

【Integrity: 75%】

[Function: Mainly used to synthesize magic weapons and equipment]

【Remarks: She wants you to give her a bath and some oil.You can only continue to fight if you are prepared, right? 】

Angel simply ignored the last remark.

"Just right! We can fine-tune the wand, maybe we can produce the costumes ourselves! That's a big peripheral!" Angel said ambitiously.

Mithril looked at his master suspiciously, suspecting that Angel just wanted to spend money.

Angel, however, has already put his hands on the forming array of the machine with great interest, and wants to start production.

But the machine made a sound:

【You lack 'clothing design drawing';】

【Your employees who lack 'tailoring' talent;】

【You lack 'ordinary cloth';】

【You lack 'silk';】

……

【You lack 'brain'. 】

[Unfortunately, we are temporarily unable to serve you, welcome to use next time. 】

"Can I burn it?" Angel turned to Mithril.