Versatile Mage: Rebirth of Mo Fan, it makes sense!

Chapter 163 162. Magical Tools with Smell

Oriental Society Desk.

Dongfang Ming observes the martial arts club every day. Ever since team member Dajiba explained the specific details of the battle that day, he has paid special attention to the devouring beast.

"Does he really have such strength?"

"No, I must take first place in this semester's club competition! I'm already at a disadvantage in the attribute test, so I must take first place in the team competition!"

The others all took the four-dimensional test, and the basic average values ​​were around three to four thousand. Some students’ four-dimensional attributes added together were not even as much as Mo Fan’s strength attribute.

Dongfang Ming was sure that if Mo Fan were to test his attribute values, they would probably exceed 20,000.

Fortunately, the academy didn’t seem to let Mo Fan take the test at all, but he ranked first in the Fire Academy and first in the entire department.

"Looks like I have to increase your strength. I don't believe you can really handle it!"

Ding Yumian finished the challenge and walked out of the challenge room, where she happened to meet her best friend Huang Xingli.

Huang Xingli saw Ding Yumian's expressionless face and thought that he was confident. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That guy may be strong, but our Yumian's Psychic System will definitely control you to death!"

Ding Yumian shook his head and said in a serious tone: "No, Xingli, his Thousand Chance Umbrella can resist mental shock!"

"What? His Thousand Machine Umbrella is really that powerful? How is that possible?" Huang Xingli's eyes widened. She didn't think her best friend would joke.

"No, I want to challenge too!" Huang Xingli challenged Mo Fan unconvinced.

Kun seconds later.

Huang Xingli walked out depressed. She looked very disheveled at the moment, with traces of burns on her body.

Ding Yumian hurried forward to ask about her best friend's battle situation.

"Oh, don't mention it. I can't beat him even if he lets me win!" Huang Xingli shook his head.

Ding Yumian knew this would happen, but the two of them understood each other tacitly and were willing to accept defeat.

Back in the club meeting room, the two began to get busy.

Ever since Mo Fan became famous, the number of people joining the club has skyrocketed every day, and now there are nearly 350 students in the club.

It’s exhausting just to do the statistics every day, but there’s nothing I can do about it since Mo Fan is the boss of the club.

Today marks the day when you have been a member of the club for one week and are eligible to receive the club’s internal information coupon.

Many people have already lined up in a long queue. Huang Xingli, as the propaganda committee member, is responsible for managing the order of the queue. Ding Yumian is responsible for verification and distributing internal intelligence volumes.

Speaking of the intelligence voucher, Mo Fan only gave them a general introduction. The information voucher contained cultivation insights, rewards, and other information. In short, it was vague and they didn't know where Mo Fan got these things from.

But these rewards did attract club members to line up.

The first person to line up was a girl with a somewhat childish face. After her identity was verified, she received an internal intelligence ticket for the club.

The intelligence coupon is similar to a scratch-off lottery ticket. Whatever you scratch out is what you get. It has a hint of mystery, and everyone is curious about what information the girl can get.

This somewhat immature girl scratched the information coupon on the spot and looked at the message with her bright eyes without blinking.

When she saw the enlightenment of water-based cultivation, she was extremely excited.

The other club members whispered to each other and also breathed a sigh of relief. This proved that the reward was real and the minister did not lie to them.

Then some people got nothing, some got information, and some got information tickets for another draw. In short, it was very mysterious.

In fact, most of the students did not have big ideas. When they found out that there was nothing, although they felt a little emotional, they also understood that they had not contributed anything and could get an opportunity similar to a lottery for free. Why not do it?
Some lucky ones gained insights into cultivation, or obtained intelligence. For example, one student was extremely lucky and received one-on-one tactical guidance, which was what these novice students dreamed of!
You have to know that not everyone has entered the intermediate level as early as Mo Fan and Ding Yumian. Nearly half of the people are still lingering at the initial level. Most of them are dull in talent, without others' support and resources, breaking through to the intermediate level is like a fantasy.

Those who didn't win were not discouraged, and gradually looked forward to what they could get next week. The students who got the prize silently gave Mo Fan a thumbs up. In short, most people still agreed with the martial arts club opened by Mo Fan.

As for our protagonist Mo Fan, he is researching magic tools. The Eastern societies are generally stronger than them, and most of them rely on the resources of the Eastern families. Mo Fan does not have sufficient funds, so he can only work hard on magic tools.

After thinking for an entire afternoon, he still couldn't come up with a solution. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to look for Xinxia to spark some inspiration.

Of course, the most important thing is to relieve boredom, after all, he is a grown man!
It's not good to be a eunuch all the time.

Mo Fan was possessed by a phantom and quietly slipped into the girls' dormitory.

I have to say, he felt a little excited when he entered the restricted area. Of course, he was just appreciating it!

White, black, and the Internet. How could a man like Mo Fan be able to handle these types?
Walked past the white flowers and slipped into the dormitory on the first floor.

Ye Xinxia was the only one in the room. She was leaning on a wheelchair, seemingly reading a book.

Mo Fan chuckled and gently opened the door.

Xinxia was so perceptive that she immediately noticed who was coming. She turned around and the expression on her face changed from surprise to joy, and then from joy to shame.

Because we are in the dormitory, girls actually like to wear cooler clothes. Even if they are introverted and calm, sometimes they will only wear a thin shirt.
Ye Xinxia was dressed like this. When she saw Mo Fan's unscrupulous look, her face turned red. She quickly picked up a coat and put it on herself.

Mo Fan walked over with a smile and hugged her. Ye Xinxia struggled for a while before letting Mo Fan hold her in his arms.

But her little mouth murmured softly, "Brother Mo Fan!"

"What's up? Have you missed me after not seeing me for a few days? Do you miss my specialties?" Mo Fan hugged her and scratched her nose with his index finger.

When Ye Xinxia heard the word "specialty", her face turned even redder. She said in a tender voice, "Brother Mo Fan, you just like to joke around!"

"How can this be a joke? I am serious. You should know that I have had a hard time these past few days!"

Ye Xinxia rolled her eyes at Brother Mo Fan. This double entendre was really like Mo Fan.

But what? Since Brother Mo Fan is here, I still want some benefits.

Ye Xinxia approached Mo Fan gently and kissed him on the cheek lightly.

Mo Fan laughed, "It was over before I could react. Let's continue!"

"Brother Mo Fan, you are so mean!"

It was just like a dragonfly touching the water. Although it was just a kiss, a hug and a lift, Mo Fan was still extremely satisfied.

As for tasting the local specialties with Xinxia, ​​we could only talk about it later. After all, this was still a dormitory, and if someone came to visit, it would be a waste of time.

But the more you fear something, the more it will come. The two of them were kissing and hugging each other, but outside the door, there was a bang bang bang sound.

"Xinxia, ​​I'm back!"

After knocking twice, Lin Yun'er pushed the door open and walked in. What she saw was Xinxia and a strange man together.

Seeing that the strange man was not a stranger but Mo Fan, she immediately became furious. She had just finished class and was eating dog food. How could she not be angry?

Ye Xinxia's face turned pale, and she was so shy that she could have made a living room out of three bedrooms. Who would have thought that she would be discovered while secretly touching someone?
What’s outrageous is that he was caught red-handed by his roommate Lin Yuner.

With Lin Yun'er's arrival, the two naturally had to separate. Mo Fan hadn't seen Lin Yun'er for a long time, and she still looked as pretty as ever.

Mo Fan was about to say goodbye, but he saw two black potions next to Lin Yun'er's desk. He immediately looked at Lin Yun'er with a suspicious expression. "Brother Mo Fan, what are you thinking? This is a failed potion I researched when I had nothing to do!" Lin Yun'er hurriedly explained.

To ease the awkwardness, Ye Xinxia said softly, "Brother Mo Fan, you don't know yet, do you? Yun'er is really amazing now! She has been studying on her own until the first half of her junior year, and now she can research potions on her own!"

Mo Fan's mouth twitched. It seems that the genes of the Lin sisters are quite good!
"Have you passed the junior pharmacy qualification exam?"

Hearing Brother Mo Fan's question, Lin Yun'er shook her head helplessly, muttering, "I haven't had time to take the exam yet, and the fees are not low!"

Mo Fan then realized that he could be self-sufficient now, but Lin Yun'er and his sister Lin Yuxin still had to go to the store frequently to help out in exchange for wages.

He thought about it and said, "Take the test when you have time. I'll pay for it!"

To be honest, if Mo Fan wanted to take the exam, he would be a junior pharmacist now, but he doesn't have the time, and he doesn't have the intention to do so.

After Lin Yuner thanked him, she picked up the two black lumps of reagents and said, "These are failed test products. I forgot to throw them away!"

Mo Fan was also curious and reached out to take a look.

Lin Yun'er hesitated for a moment and asked weakly: "If you smell it, don't scold me!"

Mo Fan was a little stunned. It wasn't illegal to smell the failed potion, so why was he cursing?

But he just wanted to, so he actually smelled it, and as a result, he still doesn't want to recall the smell until now.

"This must be the original seasoning for Lao Ba's hamburgers!"

Mo Fan cursed out loud.

This is simply Ole Gei, even more Ole Gei than Ole Gei!

He is truly a role model for our generation! I don’t know what kind of failed drug research he did to make the medicine stink so badly!!!

Lin Yun'er lowered her head, her face a little depressed. She had indeed studied the failed potion.

This medicine has an extremely stinky smell. Anyone who smells it will not want to eat for three days!

Mo Fan took the two tubes of failed potions and prepared to throw them away. He didn't want the fragrant Xinxia to be infected by the stinky reagents.

As soon as he had this thought, a good idea suddenly came to his mind.

If this potion is combined with magic tools, will it be able to produce incredible effects?
This semester they will face a student union competition. For the sake of honor, Mo Fan must lead them to win first place, but he does not have the resources to help them improve their strength. All he can give them is tactical guidance and training insights. As for skills, he can only work hard on magic tools.

I don't know if this magic tool combined with this potion can have an unexpected effect.

This is probably the most flavorful magic tool he has made so far, right?

"In order to win, who cares about the smell of magic tools?"

Mo Fan looked at Lin Yun'er again. He felt that it would be most appropriate to give this potion-making job to her. Since she failed to make the potion, there must be a recipe for making a potion that failed.

Lin Yun'er was a little stunned. Being stared at by Mo Fan, she felt a little scared, so she stepped back embarrassedly.

She was prepared to be scolded, but Mo Fan smiled and said, "Can you make this kind of reagent? Do it right now, give me as many as you can!"

There was no blame, but Mo Fan's excitement. Lin Yun'er was confused. What was going on? Could it be that Mo Fan had a strong taste? He had a special liking for this taste?
No, he doesn't look like that kind of person, but why does he want something so heavy-tasting?
She was confused and curious, but she was also very excited to be recognized by Brother Mo Fan, so she nodded heavily.

Ye Xinxia listened to the conversation between the two, and a gleam of wisdom appeared in her eyes.

She didn't say anything, but she smiled in her heart.

Brother Mo Fan, are you planning to make poison gas bombs? When the time comes, we can use these poison gas bombs to defeat them.
A month passed in the blink of an eye.

The student union competition officially begins.

There are four participating clubs in total.

They are the Martial Arts Club which has been the most popular recently, the Oriental Club which is known as the krypton gold club, the Women's Club which is said to gather beautiful new students, and the Thunder Club which has the least fame and presence.

The excitement of this day was no less than that of the Beast Fighting Competition. Mo Fan gained fame in the Beast Fighting Competition. Among the club competitions currently underway, the most popular one was the Martial Arts Club.

"Damn it! Our Oriental Club was supposed to win first place this year, but now it's a bit uncertain!" Dongfang Ming said angrily.

"Have you found out? Why did I ask someone to deliberately make things difficult for their society? Why did they seem to have noticed us as soon as we arrived?!"

During this month, Dongfang Ming tried his best to suppress the martial arts club, but he failed every time.

Every time we sent people to round up members of their society, they would come in groups, as if they had eyes.

"Have you found the hacker? You should be able to find the IP address of their group chat, right? I don't believe that Mo Fan can know the top hacker!" Dongfang Ming continued.

"I found out, but I dare not say it!" The big muscle man trembled a little.

"Say!"

"Is the place you belong to Qingtian Hunting Ground?"

"what?"

Dongfang Ming's pupils suddenly contracted. Some time ago, the incident in Huangpu New City caused a lot of uproar. Their Dongfang family received news that it was a Joker affiliated with Qingtian Hunting Agency who resolved the crisis.

Could it be that Mo Fan is related to Qingtian Lie?
In fact, Qingtian Hunting Agency concealed Mo Fan's identity information very well.

It's not something that a middle-class family like this can find out.

The referee of the game is still Dean Xiao.

After President Xiao recited the opening speech passionately, he instructed the directors of each club to draw lots.

There are many types of clubs.

For example, ring competition, center back competition, team competition and so on!

The person in charge of the lottery was Ding Yumian. Ding Yumian drew the middle place and his face suddenly turned dark.

The other members also looked unhappy. Dongfang Ming was even more delighted when he learned that the one they were competing against was a central defender. God was really helping him!
As long as Mo Fan is not present, even if their players have three heads and six arms, they will lose if they win.

Dongfang Ming laughed.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart: "Hahaha, the first place this time must be me!"

When Mo Fan heard that he had been drawn into the mid-tier competition, he smiled. He was afraid that he would not be drawn into this competition.

If he was drawn into a team competition, it would be meaningless because he could just cast a magic spell and win directly. This kind of crushing game is meaningless.

The center back competition will be interesting, as the players can try out Mo Fan’s newly invented magic tool - Aoli Gei!
Most of the members of the Oriental Society come from prominent families and are spoiled. If you are faced with Oli Gei, how will you choose?

Do you want to admit defeat, or do you want to be the eighth?

(End of this chapter)