I, Who Wields A Hammer, Am Really A Mage!

Finally, after continuously flipping through dozens of books related to knights, Wang Zibin sat down on a chair with blank eyes.

All the books here are either novels, or they hang mages and beat knights.

As for how to train knights, there is no mention of it.

On the contrary, books on how to practice as a mage and how to build a spell model can be said to abound and can be seen everywhere.

There is no doubt that this study is definitely the study of a serious mage.

However, for Wang Zibin, an unscrupulous mage, it was even more tasteless than tasteless.

Probably, Wang Zibin's only gain is to know some common sense!

On the same day, after meditating, Wang Zibin lay on the big soft bed and began to think about what he had gained after becoming the tower master:

It seems that apart from some common sense and changing the environment, he didn't gain any big gains...

As for the precious knowledge of spells in the study that made other mages ecstatic, to Wang Zibin, even toilet paper was inferior.

Alas, is this the tower owner's trouble?

With this in mind, Wang Zibin fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next day, when Wang Zibin continued to rummage through books about knight power without giving up, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Boom~"

Wang Zibin put down the books in his hand with a puzzled expression, and went to the door of the room.

To be honest, although he has only been the tower master for a day, he also knows that under normal circumstances, in the mage tower, unless the tower master summons him, under normal circumstances, no one would dare to take the initiative to bother him.

After opening the door, Wang Zibin was even more puzzled when he saw the apprentice mage standing in front of the door with his head bowed.

"What's the matter with you?"

Wang Zibin did not put on the airs of the tower owner, and asked in a slightly friendly manner.

"Master Tower Master, I, I have something to trouble you..."

The gentle and melodious voice of the mage apprentice made Wang Zibin smile more gently:

"Okay, then come in and tell me about your business."

After entering the room, Wang Zibin took a look at the mage apprentice. His pretty facial features and melodious voice made people feel good about him.

As if sensing Wang Zibin's scrutiny, the mage apprentice raised his head slightly, making it easier for Wang Zibin to look at him.

Lonely men and widows live in the same room.

Suddenly, an ambiguous atmosphere appeared in the room.

The pretty face of the mage apprentice quickly turned red, very attractive.

Noticing something was wrong, Wang Zibin gave a dry cough and said, trying to cover it up:

"Tell me, what's your business?"

Hearing this, the mage apprentice hesitated for a moment, but did not speak, but immediately untied his apprentice uniform.

"My God, how many times have you practiced to solve it so quickly?!"

When Wang Zibin was shocked by the speed with which the mage apprentice undressed, a black and white body appeared in front of his eyes.

The white one was naturally the skin of a sorcerer's apprentice, so dazzlingly white that it almost blinded Wang Zibin's eyes.

The black one is a centipede tattoo on the body of the mage apprentice. It is nearly half a meter long and twisted from the chest to the buttocks. It is so black that it almost makes Wang Zibin's heart jump out of fear!

"Master Tower Master, please enjoy my body..."

The original melodious voice of the sorcerer's apprentice now sounds like the words of a demon to Wang Zibin, bringing great fear.

So Wang Zibin turned around quickly, trying his best to maintain his image as the tower owner, waved his hands, and sighed helplessly:

"Get out, I'm not such a person..."

If you are careful, it is not difficult to find that Wang Zibin's words have vibrato.

Fortunately, the mage apprentice didn't notice, but put on his clothes without saying a word, and left the room with a disappointed face.

It is obvious that this female mage apprentice is preparing to sacrifice her body to rely on Wang Zibin, the new tower master.

After the mage apprentice left, Wang Zibin turned back with a pale face.

God knows what kind of psychological impact that half-meter-long black centipede on the female apprentice brought to Wang Zibin's mind, and he still has lingering fears when he recalls it.

To be reasonable, Wang Zibin naturally knew that this was a test for his new tower master.

Originally, what Wang Zibin was waiting for was a test of an old driver driving a dirty train, but he did not expect it to be such a test of half-human, half-centipede.

That centipede, Wang Zibin knows, is a routine operation of black mage apprentices:

If you find that your talent is not enough to challenge a formal mage, or if you feel that your cultivation speed is too slow, the black mage apprentice will increase your cultivation speed by incorporating monsters into your body...

Indeed, perhaps for other black mages, such an image is not only full of charm, but at least it feels very cordial.

But for Wang Zibin, such an image is tantamount to a shock.

Faced with such a test, as the new Tower Master, Wang Zibin just wants to shout:

Just use this to test the Tower Master? ! Which tower master can't stand such a test? !

Well, at least Wang Zibin withstood it, and said that he would be able to withstand it a thousand times!

At night, after the meditation, Wang Zibin tossed and turned in bed.

After a period of time, I repeatedly recalled Wang Zibin who was tested during the day, and then recalled the other people in the mage tower. After confirming that they were not the same as today's mage apprentices, I finally couldn't bear it anymore. I turned over and faced the magic mirror in the room. Loudly said:

"Magic mirror, prohibit all personnel in this mage tower from actively entering the top floor of the mage tower!"

The magic mirror, the entire island is similar to the existence of the intelligence center, and it exists in every official mage's room, but it has different permissions according to the different status.

As the tower owner, Wang Zibin naturally has the highest authority in this mage tower.

Therefore, the magic mirror responded immediately:

"As you wish, my respected tower master..."

After receiving the answer from the magic mirror, Wang Zibin felt at ease, and after confirming that he would not undergo similar "tests" again, he fell asleep.

In the next few days, there were many people who had the same idea as the sorcerer's female apprentice, who were going to look for Wang Zibin, but they were all blocked by the magic mirror.

Ten days later, when Wang Zibin thought that the days would pass by in such a peaceful way, an unexpected guest came to the top floor.

This is a white-haired old black mage who belongs to other mage towers and is not in the sequence blocked by the magic mirror.

"Dear Tower Master, you have guests from the Tower of the Past..."

In the voice of the magic mirror, Wang Zibin welcomed the white-haired old black mage into the room.

Although it is impossible for Wang Zibin to know that this white-haired old man and black mage is the owner of the top floor of the past tower, that is, the tower owner of the past tower, but the status of the mage in the past tower alone deserves Wang Zibin's respect...

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