Pirate’s Infinite Wings

"Eh? It's so late. Is there anyone else?" The fat man saw Fang Lang, looked at him and said, "Which research group are you from? You have a face I've never seen before."

"Good evening. I'm Douglas. I'm a new researcher. I'm involved in the research of 'ultra-long-distance fixed-point magic blasting'."

Fang Lang replied calmly. He recognized the person in front of him. He was the director of the Magic Development Bureau, the one who took over after Brian left.

"Oh, I'm still doing research late at night. Thank you for your hard work." The fat and slovenly man scratched his head and didn't pay attention. Instead, he walked to the console and pressed quickly, and a lot of information popped up on the screen.

Fang Lang watched for a while, but did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he asked curiously: "Director Dean, are you here to check the information too?"

"Ah, I ran into a little trouble with my research." The sloppy man said without looking back. He took out a piece of bread from his pocket and gnawed on it.

"Really, what are you studying? Maybe I can help you."

"The study of stars is not the study of constellation gates." Dean said vaguely while eating bread: "Humans need a medium to enter the spiritual world, and I want to create this medium artificially."

"Enter the star spirit world?" Fang Lang was startled.

"Don't you think it's a pity?" Dean suddenly turned his head, looked at Fang Lang, and said: "The star spirit magic is so powerful, but you need a key to use it, and there are only twelve zodiac signs. If you can do it artificially Make the key, and countless Celestial Magicians will be born."

This man is crazy, Fang Lang made a decision.

Although he didn't know much about Celestial Spirit Magic, he still learned a little bit about it from occasionally chatting with Lucy.

The keys to the zodiac are all made by the star spirits of their respective constellations, with the help of the power of the star spirit king. It can be said that the key itself is the power of a star spirit.

What is the difference between wanting the key to the artificial zodiac and artificial stars?

After thinking about it, Fang Lang still didn't say much. The other party must have known this, but he was still preparing to study it. It seemed that he had made quite a discovery.

"Why, you don't like this research?" Dean smiled and said, "Well, it was like this before any magic was born. People will always say, this is impossible, this can't be done, this will never work. ...Why can people grasp fire and use fire? Does the magic of fire itself exist?"

After a pause, he added: "No, magic does not exist. It was created by the ancestors, so it appeared for the first time. Gradually, a routine was formed. Others began to learn. Gradually, through genetic inheritance, people were born with magic. Someone with the gift of magic appears.”

"No... I just think that the artificial star spirit key is invading the realm of the star spirit world. No one likes their home to be opened by others." Fang Lang was very calm, "I never said it was impossible. The world Nothing is impossible."

"Hahaha, you are quite smart. Yes, this is the mentality that should be adopted in research." Dean laughed, but the bread got stuck in his throat and he coughed again and again.

After a moment, he took out a silver key, threw it to Fang Lang, and said proudly: "Try it! This is a result that has reached mass production level."

"...It actually happened." Fang Lang was surprised, but his expression was as usual, "Sorry, I don't know Celestial Spirit Magic."

"Don't want that kind of thing. It's common sense that you need a key to open the door, but I didn't say that you need protoss magic."

With doubts, Fang Lang tried to inject magic power, and then chanted, "Turn it on..."

As the words fell, Fang Lang's sacred magic lighted up the key, and then the space distorted, and a small figure suddenly appeared.

She has a golden body, a pointed nose, short legs, and a soft and frail look.

"Look, it worked. This is Canis Minor." Dean said complacently: "Although there are hundreds of keys to Canis Minor in circulation on the market, this one is not. It is not spread from the spiritual world. , it is a key made by me.”

Fang Lang was surprised again. He was a layman and didn't understand the mystery, but even so, he could still understand the difficulty of getting the artificial star spirit key.

"What about the zodiac signs?"

"Uh..." Dean was speechless and said: "It can't be done. It's impossible... No, it's almost impossible. If you want to make the key to the zodiac, you need the original key, and I can't get it. Something, and even if it can be forcibly summoned, there is no guarantee that the star spirit will be obedient."

Fang Lang can probably understand what he said. In fact, Dean can create even the twelve zodiac signs, but there is no guarantee of the success rate of the summoning, and after success, the star spirit will recognize the person who summoned him.

"I see. I think the director can definitely do it. Please don't give up." Fang Lang nodded and said with a smile, "It's so late. I'll take my leave first and you should go to bed early."

With that said, he turned and left.

Dean sat in front of the console and didn't move for a long time. After a long time, he shook his head, picked up the key beside him, and put it in his hand to look at it.

His eyes were cold, completely different from before.

"The magic power of holy attributes... is as expected by Chairman Anne. What is their purpose?"

With this in mind, Dean stood up and walked to the information shelf. After a few casual glances, he noticed the difference.

"You have read through a lot, huh? There is one missing volume. It turns out that it is the notebook from the previous office, about the research on the enhancement of magic power."

Dean was still sloppy, but his mind was clear. He pinched the key in his hand and put it gently in his hand.

"Man-made? How is it possible..."

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Fang Lang returned to the room, only to find that Wu Rudiya had returned first.

"What's the result?" As soon as she saw Fang Lang entering the door, Wurudiya stood up and asked, "I've got it here, but..."

"We don't have time. Prepare to evacuate. We have been exposed." Fang Lang looked calm and opened his domineering look, which instantly enveloped the entire Magic Development Bureau, "Let's go!"

With that said, he took Ulrutiya's hand, broke through the window, and evacuated from the air.

After they left, the door to the room was knocked open and a large group of security guards rushed in.

"Director!" Gabri looked ugly.

"Well, let them be." Dean said lazily: "It's late at night, everyone should go to bed early." ..