"You have a transcendent core in your head now, right? It's called a spell slot."
"Yes, this feeling is very strange. It seems that my spiritual power can be detected, like tentacles and eyes."
Xu Zongxin was a little happy.
"It can also be said that mental power can sense various fluctuations and can see far more things than the eyes, but the range of vision is limited by mental power.
Of course, the tentacles also have attributes. Although they cannot directly affect the macroscopic world, they can exert influence in the microscopic realm."
"What are those blue, red, and black light spots? I seem to be able to move them. Are they moving into my body?"
"Stop it, don't move."
Mo Lan said quickly after hearing this.
"It can kill people, it can really kill people. Even though these light spots are inconspicuous, a few of them can kill you."
"Oh, it's too late."
Xu Zongxin covered his chest and his face flushed.
Seeing this, Mo Lan silently covered his face with his hands.
"Forget it, you should take a rest first, ugh."
Mo Lan sighed and walked out of the room. Zou Peng outside was a little surprised to see him come out.
"What's wrong? Are you done teaching?"
Mo Lan patted Zou Peng on the shoulder.
"You've earned it, this is a talent."
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"He's very good at seeking death!"
Mo Lan sighed.
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"Isn't this bad?"
"Isn't this good?"
When Zou Peng asked back, Mo Lan said matter-of-factly.
"Of course that's good, how can we make progress if we don't commit suicide?
If I had not committed suicide, could I have created the profession of mage?
How could I have gotten to this point if I didn't seek death? Do you know how many times I killed myself?"
Zou Peng was silent for a moment.
"How many times?"
"Once...two...,,well, don't worry about these details, I'm still seeking death anyway.
Didn’t you see that I was experimenting with blasting spells like fireball forty or fifty meters underground just to experiment with mages?”
"Why do I feel that you are so proud that you are seeking death?"
"Nonsense, if you don't seek death, how can you make progress? If you have a fixed mindset from the beginning and everything is within the rules, what kind of talents can be produced?
It's just one death. At most, it takes a few days to level up. But once you get any results, how many days of leveling can you get?
This Xu Zongxin has talent, and this kind of self-destruction is also very suitable for studying spells. You have found a treasure, and you can treat him well. You can't lose it. It won't be long before such talents are in high demand."
Mo Lan paused for a moment.
"You're wrong. When you guys are exposed, each of these fifty people will be hot-sellers.
The number of hoes on the leader's body is too many to count, and the major guilds will never let him go. Even if they can't get the leader, they have to get an ordinary member to make ends meet.
Zou Peng, are you under a lot of pressure?"
Zou Peng glanced at him.
"What kind of pressure can there be? Everyone has their own ambitions. If they want to leave, I can just let them go."
Mo Lan narrowed his eyes slightly and felt something was wrong.
"You can be so generous? There is something wrong with you."
Zou Peng paused and continued.
"Whether it's a human being or not, I'm willing to let you go even with your account."
Zou Peng rubbed his neck.
“I happen to have about the same amount of money on hand, but I can only get it in but not get it out. I’m also very stressed if I don’t get my money back.
You can leave if you want, but I don’t care about the money you give me, but the termination fee you’ll pay me is one hundred thousand per person, isn’t it excessive?”
"Fuck."
Mo Lan applauded.
"Fifty is five million."
Zou Peng waggled his fingers.
"Five million? No, no, no, the last place is 100,000, and the tenth place can't have a similar price to the last place, right?
And with the account taken away, I will also give you a piece of learning experience, one hundred thousand is not too much, right?"
"Damn it, profiteer, but are you so free and easy? This is the first mage team."
Zou Peng pursed his lips.
"What's your assessment of them?"
"Dharma worker?"
"Why do I want a group of workers? I earn what I should earn before they are exposed, and then sell them to someone else after the maximum value is used up. I charge a termination fee, and then use the money to carefully cultivate a group of real mages. Wouldn't it be nice?"
"
Zou Peng said with a smile.
"After the mage team is trained, I have enough time to complete the tasks I need.
After completing this step, even if my layout is completed, they still have value, but that's it.
They are not necessary to me, and I have never thought about keeping them from beginning to end."
Zou Peng stretched and turned around to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and quickly turned around and said.
"But I must not let this Xu Zongxin go.
On him, the influence you can exert is definitely greater than mine, and your words are definitely more useful than mine."
"Let me try."
Mo Lan also felt relaxed, as he had been thinking about this issue.
He didn't think of a way to retain fifty people, but Mo Lan was somewhat sure of retaining one or a few people.
"Well, I won't be in a hurry to release them when the time comes. I'll pretend 'I don't want them' first, with a face filled with despair, reluctance, sadness and anger for their shameless behavior, and then 'hey hey hey'."
Mo Lan couldn't help but laugh, and had an idea in his mind.
Go into the small room.
"Are you feeling better?"
"My chest still hurts."
"Oh, it hurts. If you're not dead now, you probably won't be. Let's just ignore it and continue studying."
"Extend your mental power...stop, stop, stop, don't come to me, or I will fight back."
"Yes, yes, yes."
"Distribute your mental power in front of me, yes, probably in this position.
Next I'll put a spell model here in undefended mode.
This is the basis for your spellcasting. Try to remember as much as you can."
Xu Zongxin said nothing and nodded.
Seeing this, Mo Lan controlled a spell slot to release the spell inside.
But at the moment when the spell is released, mental power intervenes to block the release of the spell.
"Watch it."
Mo Lan tried hard to use his mental power to maintain the existence of the spell model and slow down its collapse as much as possible.
No matter how the spell is cast, the mage has certain control over the spells he releases.
This is also one of the obvious differences between spell casting and spell scroll casting, besides the casting speed.
Of course, you cannot use skills to extend the casting time of spell slots, at least Mo Lan can't, so once the spell casting is forcibly blocked, the spell model will collapse.
In fact, using magic power to perform extended spell casting is a better way to teach, but Mo Lan doesn't want to reveal that he has magic power.
Let’s keep the arcane master a secret for now. The mages are enough for now.
Spell model crashes!
"Do you see clearly?"
"No."
"Can you see what it looks like clearly?"
"You probably know this."
"Okay, that's enough. Next we will officially start studying."
Mo Lan said, setting the blank notepad in front of him to be visible to all.
"First, we draw a three-axis coordinate system, this axis is x, this axis is y, this axis is z, with this intersection as the origin, (0,0,0)."
Xu Zongxin fell into silence while looking at the math class in front of him.
