Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

After getting off the gondola, what caught Xu Fang's eyes was a seemingly ordinary single-family hut.

Like other buildings, the exterior walls are covered with bright graffiti.

There is a small pier on the shore for boats to dock.

High-end ingredients are often... ahem, high-end stores often hide them so deeply that they don't even bother to put up a sign.

Xu Fang is located in the "tailor's cabin" which is very famous throughout Venice.

Squeak~~~

Xu Fang pushed open the door and entered.

Sitting in the shop was an old man with gray hair but still energetic, and several young apprentices.

"Speak out the requirements, take out the materials, pay the money and other information." The old man said calmly: "By the way, don't take out the garbage materials, it will waste time."

All the capable craftsmen in the world look like this, as if their tempers are not eccentric enough to demonstrate their expertise.

Xu Fang said: "My materials are relatively large, and this room is too small to fit them."

The old man put down the newspaper in his hand, pushed the small round frame on the bridge of his nose, and gave him a surprised look: "Go to the basement."

According to Xu Fang's limited knowledge, it is definitely not a good idea to build a basement in a city like Venice that is submerged in water.

Even if there is no leakage, it is so moist. Does this old man really not have rheumatism?

"Take it out." The old man felt uncomfortable when Xu Fang looked at him, and subconsciously patted his knee.

Xu Fang stood far away, the stars in his hands twinkling.

Uh-huh!

Filled up!

The basement is filled!

The old man's eyes were widened the moment the Silver Dome Master appeared, and he jumped up from the stool with a swish sound.

"This, this, this..."

monarch!

And it’s the body of the great monarch!

——Even not long after he died, he was still warm!

Seeing his posture, Xu Fang coughed lightly, straightened his back, and made his voice calm but still powerful: "I wonder if this material can be eaten by the eyes?"

"Can, can, can!" The old man couldn't even pull his eyes out.

"Can I jump in and work overtime?"

"Can, can, can!"

"Can it be free?"

"Can...this can't be done!"

cannot?

Xu Fang opened his mouth and frowned: "Aren't the craftsmen so happy to see Xin Xin that they get free of charge with a wave of their hands for the sake of art?"

"Ahem..."

The old man was a little embarrassed: "Having said that, sir, if you want to process this material, the cost is not a small amount."

Come on, what a master of hanging hair, vulgar!

The old man took the initiative to ignore the topic and said: "This corpse is a rare bird monarch. Are you planning to make a winged magic tool?"

"Yes, can it be done?" Xu Fang asked.

The old man patted his chest: "Of course, no problem. Who in the whole of Venice doesn't know me, old Alessandro! Leave it to me, and I guarantee to restore the speed of a monarch!"

He agreed readily and subconsciously leaned towards the basement entrance, fearing that Xu Fang would not hand over the business to him.

A monarch is a tyrannical existence second only to the emperor.

To this day, there is no record of humans clearly killing the imperial demon.

In other words, monarch-level materials are the top materials that old Alessandro has access to!

"In a week at most, I will hand over the complete wing magic tool to you!" Alessandro said solemnly.

When Xu Fang came out of the shop, he still felt a pain in his body.

Fifty million.

————This is still a deposit.

After completion, Xu Fang still needs to pay a final payment of 50 million.

In other words, Xu Fang would have spent a full 100 million if he had prepared his own materials!

Old Alessandro offered another plan, which was to give him the remaining materials of the Silver Dome Lord.

But Xu Fang refused.

The same material has a total quantity of 10.

If Xu Fang gives money, Old Alessandro may lose 1 and be left with 9.

But if another plan is adopted, the "loss" may be 2, or even 3.

Trusting others is a virtue, but Xu Fang doesn't have it. He would rather sell the remaining materials for tens of millions.

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The national team members will stay in Venice for a long time until the World Academy Competition officially begins. Others will also concentrate on training in Venice.

In addition, Venice has some of the largest auctions in the world, and most of the forces behind the students began to spend money like crazy.

When Xu Fang and the Guofu team met, the team members were basically practicing in seclusion.

Mo Fan is not here. Calculating the time, he should go to Tyrant Mountain to obtain Tyrant Wild Thunder.

Xu Fang has no interest in the tyrant Huang Lei, and he has no interest in Astraea who participated in this matter.

I am the light of justice, and that little girl is a fallen angel, synonymous with darkness. They are a natural mismatch in terms of legal systems.

Mu Nujiao and Bai Tingting are also in retreat.

Mu Nujiao's hard power can only be regarded as a little bit above average among the national teams of various countries. If she wants to win glory for her family, she cannot give up any training opportunities.

Bai Tingting has always wanted to go to the Parthenon Academy to study, and her outstanding performance on the national team will be the best stepping stone.

"So, today I can finally enjoy the world of two people!" Jiang Shaoxu said happily.

She held Xu Fang's arm, and the two of them walked along the waterway, buying something interesting when they saw it.

"This! I've heard about it a long time ago!"

Jiang Shaoxu ran in one direction and stopped in front of a coffee vending machine: "Dang, dang, this is it!"

“Italian coffee is very famous, and it is said that the most authentic one is sold in this kind of vending machine!”

Jiang Shaoxu stuffed five euros into it, and the machine spit out three euro coins and two cups of coffee.

The two of them sat on the chairs, sipping coffee and watching the people passing by.

A gray old man with a pipe in his mouth held a fishing rod to hang the fish.

On the river not far away, a speedboat flew by.

At the back of the speedboat, there was a line connected to it. A young man held the handle of the line, stepped on the surfboard under his feet, and cheered loudly.

The white-bearded old man's fish was frightened away, and he was so angry that he didn't know which language to use and cursed...

Not far away, there were tourists feeding the seagulls with bread.

"So cute!" Jiang Shaoxu said heartily: "Why don't we go and feed him too?"

Xu Fang did not answer her directly, but gave a seemingly irrelevant answer: "Do you want to see the snow scene?"

"Eh?"

Jiang Shaoxu asked strangely: "Where did the snow scene come from this season? Do you want to use magic?"

"Of course not." Xu Fang touched the hidden star with his finger, and a small bottle appeared in his hand.

“Just pour this stuff on the feed, and in less than two minutes, you’ll have a beautiful view of the snow.”

Jiang Shaoxu's mouth twitched: "Could this be... a laxative?"

"clever."

"Oh, that's disgusting!"

Jiang Shaoxu pushed him angrily.

What on earth was this man thinking that he could come up with such a damaging idea? Couldn't he wait until the two of him were far away before feeding him?

The two were laughing and joking when the air suddenly turned cold.

The sun seemed to have lost its blazing rays, and snowflakes began to scatter in the sky.

Jiang Shaoxu: "???"

"Did you really use magic?"

"No." Xu Fang moved his gaze to an arch bridge: "Look over there!"

The arch bridge was originally crowded with tourists, but now there were only two people left.

The cold magic was released by one of them.

And the other person has snow-colored long hair parted in the middle. Who is it if it’s not Mu Ningxue?

"Are you actually taking action here, thinking that there is no one in our national team?" Jiang Shaoxu's little temper was very shocking.

No matter who Mu Ningxue is beating, she, Jiang Shaoxu, must help out!