Constructing-Style Wizard - Chapter 337
Chapter 337: 128. Win-Win Solution_2
Translator: 549690339
A cyan spell light floated out and fell onto the metal box.
A series of rising currents appeared from nowhere, lifting the heavy box. This lightened the workload for the double-winged aberrations.
Originally, the soldiers who were watching the aberrations were immediately attracted by the chief officer’s motion and the shiny magical runes, their eyes filled with surprise and admiration.
“No more trouble on the way back,” Morster said indifferently:
“The next batch of Life Elixirs will be sent in a few days. I will send someone to deliver the message to you.”
With a twist, the human mouth on the gray tongue “glanced” at the magical runes on the box and said:
“Magic… is amazing…
“We… will… have it soon.”
Morster stared at the human mouth on the gray tongue through the mask:
“I shouldn’t be asking this, but I still want to know. Which wizard from the Black City did your Division Intelligence Unit Five finally cooperate with? At least a main lecturing professor-level wizard must have the ability to teach you how to use Magic Power, right?”
After a few seconds of “thinking”, the mouth on the tongue replied:
“A… Wizard Criminal… a powerful… Wizard. He calls himself… Samuelson.”
Morster was obviously taken aback, speaking in a low tone:
“Are you crazy? Collaborating with a Mental Wizard Criminal?”
The mouth on the tongue responded:
“We must do this… Only a Mental Wizard… Can control… the Nest Core… to destroy Union City.”
After finishing the statement, the gray tongue receded into the head of the double-winged aberration.
These flying aberrations, while the night sky had not yet been pierced by the dawn, flew towards the Savage Stone Wasteland.
Morster took a deep breath and grumbled:
“Another bunch of idiots completely ignorant of the terror of wizards…”
He turned around and gestured for the troops to gather.
After that, he left the tunnel on foot, leaving Cavado, who was carrying the recording equipment, and the soldiers behind.
As soon as the chief officer left, the soldiers began discussing what they had just seen and heard.
Although Cavado did not join the discussion, he stared blankly at the departing figure of the double-winged aberrations, looking thoughtful.
Union City, Lower Town, Single Cottage in Sector 7.
It was noon now.
Noland Lee woke up from his sleep, saying goodbye to the fatigue of yesterday’s day and night.
The lady housekeeper wasn’t home, probably delivering a letter to Kent and not yet back.
Noland Lee made himself lunch.
After eating and drinking, he took a cup of black tea and sat in his study room.
He called up his Personal Panel and saw that the Hatred Value in the “Resurrection Magic Potential” column had risen a bit.
Today at dawn, when Noland Lee went to bed, the Hatred Value of “Resurrection Magic Potential” was 12,000 points.
Now, that number has risen to 16,000 points.
It indicated that in some corner of this world, there were more people who had been hurt by Noland Lee and developed hatred for him.
“How did I offend these people who I haven’t even met?”
Noland Lee pondered in his study room.
He recalled his actions from the past half month.
Before Spray Powder Day, he had just joined Kent’s team, encountering armed members of the Ferocious Hound Gang and aberrations hiding in abandoned buildings while in the wilderness.
On Spray Powder Day, he was hired by Iron Thorn Shield, defending on the Third Underground Level against gang sect members, and helped Philia kill Young Raven, a member of the Blackbone Secret Society.
After Spray Powder Day, he was hired by Elemental Judgement and snatched the Bone-mending Wand from the hands of the double-winged aberrations. During this time, he also killed Samuelson’s illusory servant.
From a comprehensive view of these incidents, those he might have recently offended include:
At least a Seven-ring Strength Mental Wizard Criminal Samson;
The Blackbone Secret Society hidden in Black City;
The newly born Heart of the Aberration Nest and the aberrations in the Savage Stone Wasteland;
The Death Herald Guild, who made the Bone-mending Wand;
And, the double-winged aberrations intending to transport the Bone-mending Wand to the south. These aberrations have the status of military sergeants of Division Intelligence Unit Five and can be regarded as members of the Empire’s Military Intelligence Section 5.
Noland Lee cracked a smile, awkwardly chuckling.
Now that he thought about it, he had indeed offended quite a few people.
He had basically antagonized all kinds of negative forces underground, on the surface, from within or outside of the Federation.
Is this the price of being a good person? Although he didn’t consider himself a 100% good person, offending so many evil forces at once seemed too exaggerated.
“That Bone-mending Wand is a hot potato that simultaneously involves Samuelson, the Heart of the Aberration Nest, and Division Intelligence Unit Five. By taking it, I’m bound to provoke the hostility of all parties… No wonder my Hatred Value is off the charts.”
Noland Lee finally understood.
He took a sip of black tea, nodded slowly, and a new plan formed in his mind.
“I must lie low. I’ve been too active lately, and it is bound to arouse hatred. The rising Hatred Value on the ‘Resurrection Magic Potential’ is the most intuitive manifestation. I should lay low for a while, accumulate resources, and wait until this storm passes before I venture out again.”
“Ding dong”
The sound of the doorbell came from downstairs.
Noland Lee called up the “CCTV Camera” and looked at the scene in front of the main entrance of the house.
Kent, accompanied by Mark, stood at the door. The former reached for the doorbell, while the latter looked around the garden.
Noland Lee went downstairs, opened the door, and invited the two in.
Kent changed his shoes steadily and entered the living room. Mark, on the other hand, acted like a young boy, rubbing his hands together, looking around at the furniture in the house with novelty.
