Chapter 370 Don't say it, I'm already getting angry
"Dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel."
Mo Lan woke up from his sweet dream. The current prototype of Tower Spirit could only be used as a computing power plug-in and storage center.
There is no way. Without independent thinking, the Tower Spirit prototype is just a tool and someone must use it. And the Tower Spirit prototype has recognized its master and can only be used by Mo Lan.
It is impossible for Mo Lan to control the prototype of the tower spirit to monitor the entire mage tower and control the elements within the range at all times. He does not have that much free time.
After breaking the connection with the prototype of the tower spirit, Mo Lan looked at the spherical soul stone and the prototype of the tower spirit.
“Soul Stone, Soul Stone, from now on, Soul Stone will probably become a treasure in the eyes of mages.
No, the function of the Soul Stone must be kept highly confidential. You can let others know that the Soul Stone is important, but you can’t let others know that the Soul Stone is so important.”
Mo Lan planned to keep this secret by himself and let the association collect soul stones on a large scale.
As for how long this secret will be kept, Mo Lan has no idea.
It may be revealed to Lu Bin and Lin Wo at an appropriate time, but it will always be kept strictly confidential to the public.
After putting the prototype of the tower spirit away, Mo Lan picked up the report that had been handed to him earlier. All the space boxes had been sorted out and all the treasures had been stored in the treasury.
Vice Presidents Lin Wo and Lu Bin returned to their research projects.
Lin Wo used gold-patterned black steel to make several rails, produced some bullets, and then kept tinkering with something after casting a constant discharge spell.
Lu Bin ran to the lakeside, to the withering lotus flowers, guarding the lotus pods, studying the lotus leaves, and also studying the Winged Sky Beast guarding nearby.
As for three of the ten elders, they led some elite members and some ordinary members to organize, classify, evaluate and store the spell models below level six brought by the Royal Capital Association.
Some spells may be of low level, but in fact their value is not low and they have great potential, such as the Space Extension Spell, which is only at the third level.
The main task of sorting is to sort these spells into categories, and then select those with high potential for study and research.
The Royal Capital Association has a massive amount of spells below the sixth ring, more than 10,000 in total. Although the majority of them are one- and two-ring spells, they are still priceless.
Sorting out and evaluating more than 10,000 spells is a huge project that cannot be completed in a day or two, so Mo Lan and others have already prepared for a protracted war.
The three elders lead the elite members, and the elite members lead the ordinary members, and they take turns until all spell evaluations are completed.
The Royal Capital Association exchange group that came here for exchanges also officially started their exchange life, working and living as an ordinary member of the Mage Association for a month.
Among them, Errol and his two vice-presidents have already rushed into the public library of the Mage Association with ecstasy.
He brought stacks of mage journals published by the Mage Association back to his residence to study. The concepts, ideas, and techniques in the journals had a great impact on him, and he was fascinated by them. He felt that this place was a paradise for mages.
The only thing that made them feel uncomfortable was that the mages who published articles in the journal were all good at breaking up the text.
They do publish their latest results in journals and exchange their results, but generally they are just exchanges, and the most core and most important things are not written down.
Journals often break down at critical moments and nothing happens .
Want to see it? Sure, you can exchange it in the Mage Association's technical library.
Every time Errol saw this kind of place, he got so angry that he wanted to catch the wizard who wrote the article and beat him up again and again.
Unfortunately, there is no way. Due to the technology commodity system promoted by Mo Lan, every time the technology is sold in the technology library, the inventor can get a considerable amount of points according to the proportion.
Therefore, the more attractive the journal articles are and the better the chapters are broken down, the higher the income will be. This directly leads to the fact that each of them is self-taught and becomes an expert.
Errol's angry days had just begun. He was looking from old journals to current journals. The older the journal was, the more sophisticated their skills in fragmentation became.
Actually, that’s fine, but what’s even more infuriating?
It's Errol who has no points...
Apart from Geng Tao and the Niehuo Guild who were still being attacked, the Mage Association and Red Maple City seemed to have fallen into peace again, in stark contrast to the turmoil in other cities in the Kingdom of Morse.
Well, the main reason was that Red Maple City was considered Mo Lan's private territory, so there was nothing to fight for. As for other cities, after the destruction of Marquis Morse, the local nobles were no longer strong enough to suppress the growing players, so the conflict between the players and the nobles became increasingly fierce.
Therefore, many players and guilds in Red Maple City began to leave and go to other cities in Morse to develop. Among them, there were many large guilds that chose to abandon the foundation of Red Maple City, counted their troops, and went to other cities to fight.
And because the nobles gradually lost their strength, competition between player guilds also began to be exposed. They competed for resources, status, high-level players, customers, and everything that could be competed for.
Although it has been less than half a month since Mo Lan killed Marquis Morse, the situation in the Kingdom of Morse has changed greatly, and even greater changes are brewing.
At this time, Zuo Qingwen, the president of Utopia, came to the Mage Association to visit Mo Lan.
"Miss Zuo, why did you come to see me all of a sudden?"
Zuo Qingwen looked at Mo Lan with a smile.
"Long time no see, Mo Shen has become more handsome again, why don't you come and take a look?"
Mo Lan rolled his eyes when he heard that.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Tell me, what does Miss Zuo want from me?
You definitely won't talk to me like that."
"Is it that obvious? I thought it wasn't that obvious when I told you the truth."
Zuo Qingwen said with a smile.
"Then I'll speak up. This time I came here mainly for two things.
The first thing is the matter discussed with Mo Shen before. Professor Lu asked me to help ask you how you plan to do it. If you don’t have any requirements, he will be free to play. "
Mo Lan pondered for a moment after hearing this.
"Feel free to express yourself. I don't think I have more insights than Professor Lu. What about the other two things?"
Zuo Qingwen nodded.
"Okay, I'll tell him later. As for the second thing, God Mo, I'd like to ask, did you really rob the treasure house of Marquis Morse with Geng Tao and Yi Fei?"
Zuo Qingwen looked at Mo Lan curiously.
"Really? Didn't you notice that Geng Tao is still being beaten?"
Speaking of Geng Tao, Zuo Qingwen burst into giggles.
"In that case, I'll take the liberty of asking.
Mo Shen, are you interested in selling some of the potions you found in Morse's treasure house?"
Hearing this, Mo Lan looked at Zuo Qingwen and suddenly smiled. What he said made Zuo Qingwen slightly stunned.
"Because... the pharmacist?"
