Full-time mage: I have a demon killing system

Chapter 44 Visiting the alma mater
There are hundreds of employees in this factory.

Employees come from all corners of the country, and their behaviors and personalities are bound to be different.

But one thing cannot be changed, most of them are ordinary people.

The ordinary people here are the people in Luo Fang's previous life, those who have not even awakened or failed to awaken magic.

After feeling the difference between people, Luo Fang suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

It also remembers that in the world of full-time mages, it seems that only students who have attended a magic high school can awaken magic, and some even fail.

What about the rest?

Why can't they wake up?

Couldn't they become indomitable magicians and go to the wilderness to fight arrogantly with monsters?
Although Luo Fang has read the plot of the full-time mage fluently, does he really understand the whole method?

Today's trip to the clothing factory has benefited Luo Fang a lot, even surpassing the awakening of the Thunder Element.

Because, at the moment when he woke up, he made a decision in his heart.

This decision laid a great foundation for Luo Fang's subsequent rise to become a god.

After seeing the first production line of the garment factory, Luo Fang finally announced the end of the tour with satisfaction.

During this trip to the garment factory, Luo Fang thought a lot about it.

One of them is that Luo Fang has a new dream, which is to change the fate of ordinary people in the world of full-time mages.

At the very least, he wants to give everyone a chance to awaken magic.

Outside the garment factory.

"Uncle, thank you for accompanying me and explaining so much about clothing." Before leaving, Luo Fang said goodbye to the pot-bellied middle-aged man.

"You're welcome, and besides, you shouldn't thank me, but thank you for your strength." As he spoke, the middle-aged man with a belly glanced wretchedly at Luo Fang's trouser pocket.

"You should be thankful for your magic money." The middle-aged man with a big belly smiled and added.

"Forehead."

The atmosphere of parting and parting that Luo Fang managed to create just now was instantly covered by the stench of money.

After saying goodbye to the middle-aged man with a big belly, Luo Fang called a flying car.

"Uncle, I'm going to Shencheng No. [-] Middle School." Luo Fang said to the driver.

"Okay." After that, the enthusiastic master Fei directly took Luo to his alma mater.

Shencheng No. [-] Middle School.

There are two reasons why Luo Fang suddenly wanted to go back to his alma mater in his previous life.

First, the garment factory he visited just now was very close to his alma mater, so Luo Fang was a little bit homesick.

Second, he wants to go to his alma mater to visit a teacher, an old head teacher who enlightened his growth.

After getting off the plane, Luo Fang looked at the familiar things in front of him and took a deep breath.

He is back.

The maple trees in front of the school gate are still pretty, and the huge laurel crowns flutter in the wind, rustling.

The maple tree is still the same, the school gate under the tree is also the same, and even the old man in the security room of the school gate has not changed.

Luo Xiang walked forward, knocked on the door and window of the security room, and asked, "Hi, may I visit my alma mater?"

"Alma mater? Are you an alumnus?" Hearing Luo Fang's tone, the security guard immediately recognized Luo Fang's identity.

"Yes." Luo Fang nodded.

"please wait for a moment."

As he said that, the security uncle took out a form from the drawer, which seemed to be a visitor registration form.

"Young man, just fill in your personal information on it." The security guard looked at Luo Fang and said.

"Okay." Luo Fang took the registration form and began to fill it out.

There was not much space on the form, so Luo Fang filled it out in one go by multiplying three by five by two.

"Give."

Luo Fang handed the form back.

The uncle looked at Luo Fang's writing, nodded and said, "Luo Fang, an alumnus of the 19th grade, okay, there's no problem, let's go in."

"Thank you, sir." Luo Fang said kindly.

In this way, Luo Fang bid farewell to the enthusiastic uncle, and with deep memories, he stepped into the palace that carried his youth in the previous life.

deep city.

Ocean Building, office area.

"Everyone, I urgently called everyone here today because I have two things to ask for."

On the rostrum in the circular area full of people, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a serious face presided over the speech.

"The first thing is related to the Shenzhen Fire Train incident that happened a while ago."

"Through the tripartite efforts of the Deep City Magic Association, the Deep City Hunter Alliance, and the Deep City Military Department, we found the wrecked train in the Tidal Fire Realm."

After the middle-aged host said that the wrecked train had been found, there were bursts of sighs from the audience.

In a corner under the stage, a middle-aged man with dark hair and black Xu was leaning on the sofa with a gloomy face and frowning.

"After identification, there were more than [-] people killed and injured in this incident, so the incident will be classified as an orange incident, and the first perpetrator is Yan Wuwei."

When the host uttered the words "Yan Wuwei", the entire audience in the audience erupted.

"Yan why, did I hear wrong?"

"You heard me right, it's that person."

"Isn't he a former national team member? How could he do such a thing?"

Sensing the uproar in the audience, the host on the stage cleared his throat, and said to Mai: "Everyone, please be safe, please keep the venue quiet."

"Since this incident is classified as an orange incident, after the decision of the Big Three in Shencheng, a reward will be offered to Yan Wuwei. The specific details of the reward have been released on the Hunters Alliance."

After talking about Yan Wuwei's reward offer, the host took out a document from under the table.

The host looked at the information and read: "The first thing is just an explanation of the second thing, and now I will start to talk about the second thing."

"We, the city lord of Shencheng, called everyone here to discuss with you the issue of compensation for the loss of the train incident."

When everyone in the audience heard about the compensation, they started discussing lively again.

Among them, an old man with a goatee stood up.

When the host saw the old man standing up, he remained silent and handed the microphone over.

Holding the microphone, the old man said slowly, "May I ask why Yan Wuwei is not responsible for this compensation?"

The old man's question was very sharp, and it directly penetrated the essence of the problem in this incident.

"The issue of compensation is decided by the public of Shencheng and Chaohuo, and I have no right to refute it." The host explained.

"Okay." The goatee's offensive of questions was disintegrated in an instant, and then he sat down in silence.

At this time, a short and fat middle-aged man stood up and said calmly: "May I ask how much compensation each of our families will pay?"

The host thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "The specific compensation depends on the conditions of each family."

"Although our government is not the compensation party for this incident, our government still decided to donate one billion yuan to the compensation for this incident."

Hearing the host's remarks, the short, fat, middle-aged man said with a smile: "As expected of the Shencheng City Lord's Mansion, you have a lot of courage."

After speaking, the chunky middle-aged man sat down.

After the chairperson clarified the two matters of the meeting, the meeting slowly ended in sporadic discussions.

When the middle-aged host was about to leave the rostrum, a middle-aged man with black hair and beard stopped him.

"Zhang Yuan, thank you for the generosity of the City Lord's Mansion." The middle-aged Heixu Heixu said sincerely with a smile on his face.

"Old brigade, you're welcome, we don't want your train station to be under too much pressure, that's why we announced the holding of this conference."

The host looked at the gloomy middle-aged man and smiled.

(End of this chapter)