Thanks to the magic of this world, there are no rules similar to the laws of thermodynamics.
Magic power can actually attract more magic power by consuming a small amount of your own magic power. In theory, as long as there is no upper limit on the magic power you can store, you can attract unlimited magic power.
In fact, this method has not been discovered before. The legendary magician's ultimate killing move, self-destruction, has the same principle.
But as long as all processes are within one's control?
Is there infinite magic? Is there a perpetual motion machine!!
Well, there are actually certain limitations. If the magic power extracted from nature is too large and there are no magic elements nearby, then it is inevitable that this set of equipment will fail.
"Teacher Louis, do you have any internal connections with the college? This plan will be left to you and the college to negotiate." I said to Professor Louis with a smile. "It depends on you whether you can solve the funding problem in the future."
"How are you sure that I can negotiate with the top management of the college?" Seeing that my plan was very feasible, the equally excited instructor Louis looked at me with a little amusement.
"Humph, do you still remember the downhill competition between us?" I raised my head proudly. "The road is closed in broad daylight. Do you dare to say that you have nothing to do with the senior management of the college?"
"By the way, remember that the commercial area built near the base station needs two shops." I suddenly thought of something, and then said to Teacher Louis. "You can make a lot of money even if you charge rent."
"Okay, just leave this to me." Instructor Lewis nodded, and then said to me. "What's your next plan?"
"The next plan is to apply our technology to daily life." I opened another plan and began to explain. "I plan to produce various daily life magic devices for sale, targeting mid-range consumers."
"Why don't we target the high-end consumer groups with the magic equipment we make?" Peter asked a little strangely.
"There is no money to be made in low-end, and high-end is too troublesome. Only mid-range is the most suitable." I turned my head and looked at Peter. "Do you want to do this every day and nothing else?"
"Well, the plan proposed by Qin Xin is very feasible." After reading the plan, instructor Lewis nodded and said, "Then I will leave this plan to you."
"Okay, I'll go out for lunch first and then start working in the afternoon." I nodded, said goodbye and walked out of the magic building club separately.
Well, if you have enough time, it's best to go back to the dormitory and take a nap. I didn't get much sleep last night because of these two sets of plans.
After a quick lunch at the Josip Street Commercial Street (cheaper than the canteen, saving money.), I was about to go back to the dormitory to sleep first, but unfortunately I was stopped.
"Is something wrong?" I tilted my head and looked at the wind magician student who was blocking me.
"Excuse me, are you Qin Xin?" the wind magician said with some uncertainty.
"I'm just asking, are you okay?" Because I didn't feel any hostility, I answered patiently.
This wind magician glanced at the purple-gold student card I had inserted in my pocket, showing a corner of the purple-gold student card, revealing a picture that he had finally found, and said to me: "I want to invite you to train with us."
"Training? Is there any benefit?" I thought for a while and said.
"Yes, you and I just need to come to the training ground. We will discuss the rest when we arrive." The wind magician saw that I was interested and said quickly.
"It looks like this." I thought about it for a moment and said. "I'm going back to the dormitory first to get some things. I'll find you later."
"Okay, we'll meet at the training ground." The wind magician nodded quickly. "My name is Bill."
"Qin Xin, see you soon."
I nodded and turned around and walked towards the dormitory.
A paid sparring partner, it seems like this guy is not as stupid as Carter's spherical creature, and he doesn't seem to be able to squeeze much value out of him.
Let's go over and have a look later. If I have too little money, I might as well go back to the Magic Manufacturing Society and sell magic equipment.
Return to the dormitory, take off your sailor uniform, and put on clothes more suitable for activities.
He found various well-maintained equipment in the box, packed them, put on his cape and prepared to walk towards the training ground.
Speaking of which, with the advent of the magic machine, it seems that the clockwork spring device can be upgraded again.
Let's find time to revise it again. In theory, this time it should be the final version.
"Classmate Qin Xin, you are here." As soon as I arrived at the training ground, Bill greeted me from a distance.
"Well, here we come." I walked to the edge of the training ground, threw my backpack on the ground, and made a "boom" sound.
"What is this?" Bill looked at the backpack I threw on the ground curiously.
"equipment."
I kicked the backpack on the ground, and as the backpack rolled, there was a metallic collision sound.
"That's it." Carl pointed to the fire magician standing beside him and said to me. "This is Mike, a fire magician. We trained together."
I nodded to the fire magician Mike, then turned to look at Karl: "Let's talk about the cost of sparring first."
"Two training sessions a day, one for Mike and I, each with 1 gold coin." Wind magician Karl and fire magician Mike looked at each other, and then said to me. "If we can win, we will get an extra 1 gold coin."
A reward of gold coins.”
"How do you calculate injuries and so on?" I recalled the prices when I was a member of the mercenary union in Crow City and nodded.
Although it is a bit low compared to the price of goods in Felice, it is still a reasonable price, just like making extra money every day.
"We are responsible for our own injuries. If you are injured, we will pay half of the medical expenses." Karl looked at me and said.
"It's okay, but what if I can't be free every day?" I said with my hands folded in front of my chest.
"We can just contact each other in advance." Karl thought for a while and then said. "Or we can make an appointment for the next training session after training every day."
"Okay, let's write a contract so that no one has to say anything." I nodded.
The contract was written quickly. After I checked that there was nothing missing, I wrote my name.
But what's the deal with not being allowed to attack the crotch area? Do I attack that area often?
Do you really not attack often?
I can’t remember clearly, who would remember such a trivial matter, hum.
"Then let's start first. We still need to meditate on magic power in the afternoon." Carl said to me when he saw that I had signed the contract.
"All right."
After finding the venue, Carl and I stood facing each other a hundred meters apart.
This practice field is a rectangular practice field, one hundred and twenty meters long and only about ten meters wide.
Did I find a venue that restricted my range of movement?
But what's up with the questionable protective gear on Carl's crotch, don't you believe me?
"Don't worry about these details, let's get started." Seeing that my eyes couldn't help but glance towards my crotch, Carl on the opposite side clamped his legs, making the pad on his crotch more prominent, and said loudly.
I'm even more concerned about it, bastard, is this thing anti-leakage?
The corner of my mouth twitched, I opened the backpack that was thrown at my feet, and equipped the equipment inside bit by bit.
Karl, who was watching all this from the opposite side, turned green.
ps: After drinking some wine, the screen felt a little shaken. Is this chapter correct?
