Chapter 478 The Heavily Guarded Laboratory

With Skoti's departure, the troubles from the Mage Guild had been resolved satisfactorily, and Punk returned to his temporary Mage Tower calmly and easily.

Although a long period of time has passed, every room in this high tower is still kept clean and tidy under the operation of the cleaning circle, including the surface of the mage tower outside without any stains.

"Quack, this is the mage tower where you live. Why does it look so old, and there is no attack circle engraved on it? God, there is no battle golem in the corridor? There really are such places. Is it safe, what's the difference between this thing and a warehouse? Quack"?

When Punk stepped into the gate of the Mage Tower, Vector, the magical crow standing on his shoulder, also saw the whole view of the entire Mage Tower, but Vector, who couldn't hold back his words, immediately complained about the inferior magic of this thought of truth without hesitation. Tower comes.

But Punk didn't respond to Vector's ridicule. The so-called complaints are always passive skills of the non-party. A magic tower is perfunctory and shabby, but for punk... having a magic tower is much better than nothing.

Moreover, the magic tower at the master stage must be a temporary residence, and the magic tower that is being built after being promoted to the legend is the real magic tower, which belongs to a mage. As for now... I live frugally when I am still poor There's nothing wrong with making do with it.

Well, the bottom line is that he is still too poor. Punk's next focus is to conduct spell research, and all the funds must be prepared for the promotion of legend. What? Take money to buy your own magic tower? How can a poor ghost with no money have so many fantasies!

Therefore, even though Vector's complaints were not wrong, Punk still said to his magic crow very calmly:

"Because I'm poor! I don't have any money, so I can only make do with where I live. I think this is a very obvious and natural truth, not to mention... Whether a mage's residence is safe or not depends entirely on the level of the mage. , the security level of this magic tower will have a qualitative improvement!"

After finishing speaking, Punk walked directly into the dark and deep corridor of the magic tower, and the magic crow vector standing on his shoulder also fell into a speechless state of sluggishness.

Vector can swear that punk is the first time that this legendary creature has lived so far, who can say "I am poor" in such a calm tone and with such a nonchalant attitude, but this "poverty" But there is no hypocritical ridicule nor any self-deprecating complaint. Just like the expressionless face of punk, what he said at this time is just a statement of the facts, and it is this kind of emotionless The fact that the announcement made the vector connection nowhere to go.

I'm poor, do you have any opinion?

Vector said: Boss, little one has no opinion... No, I am the one who complained, why do I feel like I have been complained now?

Ignoring Vector's tangled expression, Punk went straight into the laboratory where he had been away for half a year.

The door of the laboratory is still sealed with energy radiance, and the realm circle Punk arranged at the door also clearly told Punk that no one has been here.

But Punk doesn’t believe in this at all. Even if it is impossible to check whether someone else has entered this laboratory by inspection, Punk can still be sure based on logic alone——Kirk Weilun must have been here.

But Kirk Weilun must have found nothing, because Punk did not put any research data in the laboratory, even if Kirk Weilun conducted some careful investigations, he would not expect to get anything or information.

but…………

Punk squinted his eyes and glanced at the direction of Kirk Weilun's magic tower, and immediately began to prepare a new and more powerful magic circle in his hands.

The reason why he was more tolerant of Kirk Weilun's temptations before was because punks at that time were not strong enough and confident enough, but now he is different. Punks who already have the confidence to "master single-handedly invincible" are not afraid of anyone. An enemy, not to mention that the experimental research that Punk will conduct next must not reveal the secrets. If Kirk Weilun dares to engage in some surveillance without knowing the taste... Punk will definitely not be polite this time.

Now that Punk has reached the nineteenth level, next, he will sprint to the legendary road in this laboratory. His research will involve the crucial strange eyeballs and the ulterior improvement magic, It involves magic equipment that must not be discovered by anyone... In this case, no matter who dares to break into Punk's laboratory, the conflict between him and Punk will instantly rise to an unending height!

After making up his mind, with the determination to fight any enemy to the death, he spent a full week using up a lot of precious magic materials collected from Southend's storage ring... Punk Finally, dozens of powerful magic circles were successfully arranged in every corner of the laboratory.

These magic circles include more common ordinary magic circles such as "Mido's Top Secret Cabin", "Magic Peeping Anti-Trap", "Bodoton's Self-checking Alarm System"...

There are also lost magics from Netheril times mastered by punks:

"Zero Point Self-Destruction Circle", "Eshion's Emergency Teleportation", "Dead Light Illuminating Magic Trap", "Destroyer Trampling Sequence"...

One magic circle rune after another dyed the walls of the entire laboratory with colorful luster. The terrifying energy was extremely compressed in this small residence, and all kinds of destructive spell traps were even more powerful for anyone. Outlander definitely conveys a punk attitude - beware, there's a total lunatic living here! Anyone who dares to peep will die! There is no third option!

Finally, after arranging almost all the magic circles that could be arranged in the laboratory, and looking at his works that he had been busy for a whole week, Punk finally stood in front of the small experimental table with satisfaction.

Now he arranges his own small room in the same way as some paranoid mages who are persecuted to engrave magic traps on their beds. The madness of blowing himself and the enemy to the sky with a disagreement is enough to make any Sensible creatures stay away.

Didn't you see that the magic crow standing on his shoulder turned pale with fright? Facing such a house that was no different from the "Super Bomb", even Kirk Weilun would not be able to laugh.

"Quack...I said boss...you don't have to do this, right? If this house explodes...even a master-level powerhouse who puts five or six layers of magic protection on himself anytime, anywhere will Seriously injured... Quack".

Looking at the evocation-type runes full of energy on the floor, Vector felt that his feathers had the illusion of burning. I have to say that what Punk did was really extreme. I believe that even the group of Zhentarim A lunatic who fights among himself every day would not arrange his laboratory like this.

But Punk didn't answer Vector's worries. At this moment, he was putting the alchemy tools on the experimental table with a calm expression.

Even if he lives in a terrifying "bomb", punks who never know what fear is can still concentrate on their own research, not to mention...

Gently stroked the unremarkable red ruby ​​necklace around his neck, and Punk's mouth curled up into a meaningful smile—he who owns "Flash" doesn't worry about his experimental environment, anyway, this house Even if it explodes, Punk is also confident that he can guarantee that he will be absolutely unscathed!

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