Mage Joan

"What do you mean?" Qiao An looked at Doer curiously.

"Little don't win the newlyweds!"

puff! Qiao An turned his head to spout the tea.

Without changing his face, he said the words of tiger and wolf... Duo'er really hasn't changed at all!

After chatting for a while, Professor Moriarty hurried back to the laboratory and looked up and down his students, his lips slightly raised.

"For the past six months I have been worrying about your wandering at sea, suffering and suffering. As a result, your kid has gained weight. It seems that life is going well, making me worry for nothing!"

Qiao An hugged his instructor and said embarrassingly: "During my vacation in Freeport, the days are indeed too leisurely. By the way, Mr. Heller asked me to greet you on his behalf and said thank you for your help. He built a perfect magic ship."

"After receiving the benefits of others, of course I have to work hard. I am very professional!" Mr. Professor took the two glasses of red wine from Doer, and handed one to Qiao An. "I knew you had been on Heller. Your boat, I shouldn’t rush out of Freeport and wait for you to board the boat.”

Qiao An recalled that the mentor was hired by the father of Helel to celebrate Hailar’s ​​18th birthday with him in the free port. It was only two months before and after it was full, but unfortunately, he missed it.

"If you, instructor, accompany us on a sailing expedition, things will be simpler. From the very beginning, we can understand the truth about the'ghost ship'. It will take days and hardships to find out. That ship is an imitation."

After hearing Qiao'an's emotions, Professor Moriarty laughed, touched a glass with the students, and drank the red wine.

"It's not all bad. If you learn about Helel's plan from the beginning, this voyage will reduce a lot of fun, won't it?"

"That's true." Qiao Ann drank his glass of wine, and with a little infatuation, asked Professor Moriarty about the "Holy Grail of Death".

"Holy grail of death..." Professor Moriarty hesitated for a moment, lowering his voice and said: "This is a magical and vicious device that can be used to cultivate germs and toxins, and accelerate the evolution of viruses in a short time. It will be able to multiply many weird variants...I plan to use this characteristic of the Holy Grail to design a set of experiments."

Qiao An put down the wine glass and asked solemnly: "Teacher, do you still want to continue the project... about the smallpox virus?"

Moriarty shrugged noncommittal.

"This time is the military funded project again?"

"It's mainly because of interest." Mr. Professor prevaricates, "You know, I am not short of money. Of course, the military has to save face."

Qiao An sighed and said quietly: "It would be great if your research is only at the academic level."

However, he knows that the military has different expectations for this. They don't care about academics themselves, but whether academic achievements can be transformed into new weapons and advantages on the battlefield. For the military, such considerations are also understandable.

Professor Moriarty saw his concerns and reached out to touch his hair, his expression became a little tangled.

"Joan, in fact, the'Holy Grail of Death' also has a special function..."

"What function?" Qiao An asked casually.

Professor Moriarty fell silent and seemed to be weighing something. After a long time, he shook his head and stopped continuing the topic, instead talking about the financial market that he was more interested in.

"Qiao An, the imperial gold currency market has skyrocketed recently. You invested one million. Do you know how much it has become?"

"Two million?" Qiao Ann guessed as much as possible.

"Two million seven hundred thousand!" Professor Moriarty excitedly, "this is less than a year, and the increase is nearly twice!"

"Then you don't have to hurry up and accept it?"

This sentence has reached his throat, and Qiao Anqiang resisted not saying it. Professor Moriarty had his own insight on the rise and fall of the gold bill market, and he did not need him, a layman, to be around.

Duoer burned a table of sumptuous dishes to celebrate their long-awaited reunion.

Qiao An spent lunch with the instructor, and had another cup of coffee to leave.

Professor Moriarty is rushing to meet an old friend in the investment industry, who is said to be very energetic and well-informed.

Qiao An was not interested in getting to know such people, and politely declined the invitation of his tutor to go with him. He left the laboratory alone and decided to go to the library and check the 6th-level spells in the collection.

In the Austrian Law Library of Midgard University, the spell scrolls open to students on campus are up to level 5. Higher-level spell scrolls can only be borrowed by lecturers and professors.

Qiao An is a PhD student in name. In fact, his ability to cast spells has already exceeded graduation standards. He received a letter of appointment from Dean Franklin himself a year ago. As long as he signs a letter, he can get a tenure.

Although for various reasons, Qiao An has not made up his mind to stay in the school to teach, but even the librarian knows that Dr. Vader is different from other students, and learned that he wants to check the collection of 6th-level spells, and does not mention any school regulations. , Nodded freely.

The collections of books that are not publicly available are kept on the fourth floor of the library. Qiao An went upstairs on the "pneumatic ladder". After registration, he entered the library and inquired about the 6th-level spell catalog in the collection. He was disappointed to find that the number was much less than what he had expected, and the quality was average. He basically learned all cost-effective spells.

Qiao An spent half an hour picking and choosing, and finally only selected three new spells worth learning. After applying for borrowing, he paid 18 credits and returned to the reading room with three scrolls. He sat by the window and spread out the spell book. Start copying the scroll.

Of the three spells Qiao An chose, two of which belonged to the prophecy school, namely "Advanced Communication" and "Advanced Mind Connection".

"Communication" is just a 0-ring trick, but it is very powerful. It can be used to form a private chat group. Only a few members designated by the caster can join the group, and outsiders can't hear what they are talking about. The flaw in the beauty is that the coverage of this spell is too narrow, usually only suitable for indoor environments, and the duration of the spell is not long enough.

The 6th level "Advanced Communication" greatly improves the above two drawbacks-the caster can pull voluntary creatures arbitrarily far away in the same plane into the chat group that he has established. The maximum number of group members depends on the cast level, and the spell effect lasts. It takes up to a whole day.

Among the similar spells that Qiao An has come into contact with, the 6th-level "Advanced Communication" is undoubtedly the most powerful multiplayer communication spell. The only regret is that it cannot communicate across planes.

Fortunately, the next spell he copied happened to be able to make up for this regret.