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

Chapter 184 183. A sister with a sharp tongue but a soft heart
Chengbei Street.

The night was quiet, and only the chirping of insects and Sister Tang Yue's silent sighs could be heard.

This was a place where Tang Yue led the judges. When she arrived here, the puppet had disappeared without a trace.

She was puzzled. As an older sister, could she be so shameless in front of her younger brother?

The other party had already destroyed their lair, so how come she couldn’t even find a single puppet?

"Am I old?"

Tang Yue supported her chin with both hands, and through the moonlight, her curvy figure was full of charm.

"Zizzizi!"

There was a sudden sound of electricity coming from the communicator, and soon Xiao Ping's anxious voice came, "Sister Tang Yue, there are traces of Black Pepper Pavilion in the southern part of the city!"

"What?" Upon hearing the news, Tang Yue's expression became serious, and she couldn't help but clench her fair hands.

"My brother is in the south of the city. No, I have to go! The people in Black Pepper Pavilion are in such a terrible state. There may be high-level mages. If my brother is in danger, I will be blamed!"

Tang Yue's figure had begun to become illusory, and it was obvious that she had used shadow magic.

"Sister Tang Yue, there are still traces of puppets here. If we let them escape, the higher-ups will blame us!"

Xiaoping said anxiously into the communicator.

Tang Yue didn't even turn around, and said coldly: "I will take responsibility for anything that happens!"

"Oh!"

South City Street.

Wilderness area.

Mo Fan naturally didn't know that Tang Yue was about to arrive, and his only target now was Zhang Jia in front of him.

Zhang Jia saw Mo Fan was like a killing god, and he kept backing away.

He could even kill high-level mages easily, so a mid-level little Karami like him was no match for him.

It was a mistake, absolutely a mistake!

His eyes rolled around, and a flattering look appeared on his face, "Brother, brother, I see you are not from the Inquisition, why don't we discuss something!"

"Oh, what's the matter?" Mo Fan became interested.

"I believe you are also familiar with my puppetry. If you let me go, I can teach you! With your strength, if you learn puppetry, you will definitely be able to balance one side!" Zhang Jia fooled him, and when he escaped, he would pay the other party a hundred times the price.

“Humph, do you think I would believe you?” Mo Fan sneered, “This thing is expressly prohibited by the Magic Association. Using it once will consume your vitality!”

“You don’t understand this, right? As long as you let me go, I can tell you that I can give you an endless supply of puppets!” A smile appeared on Zhang Jia’s lips. He slowly stood up, as if he had Mo Fan in his control.

"I'm letting you go now, you say!"

Zhang Jia looked embarrassed, but still revealed that this was his talent.

Mo Fan finally understood that this guy was indeed talented. The so-called puppet-making did require the cost of life, but his so-called cost of life could be transferred to others.

In other words, he can kill people endlessly, he is truly a killer!
"So, you have to ensure my safety, then the puppet technique can work!"

Zhang Jia had already imagined Mo Fan to be a like-minded person, but just as he said this, the tip of the Thousand Machine Umbrella pierced his chest.

"puff!!!!"

Large amounts of blood gushed out of him, and his chest was already charred black. The toxicity of the Datura flower was not to be underestimated.

"You have no moral principles!!!"

Zhang Jia staggered and showed signs of collapsing.

Mo Fan pulled his hand back and opened the umbrella. With the tremendous tearing force, Zhang Jia's body was taken into the umbrella.

"Humph! Although puppetry is very appealing, I am a serious person! A good citizen of magic, how could I possibly go along with you?"

Mo Fan shook his head helplessly and used the rubbing inscription.

As the saying goes, if one road is blocked, then try another one. There is no need to stick to the original road.

What’s so good about human-shaped puppets? Wouldn’t it be better to make paper puppets?
The problem of vitality can be transformed by using demons, so cool!
After using the rubbing inscription, Zhang Jia's innate skills will be taken away by the rubbing inscription.

And Mo Fan will successfully possess Zhang Jia's innate skills.

"Besides, with your mediocre skills, do I need you to teach me? I can just invade your nightmare directly. Isn't that great?"

Mo Fan knew that this was not a good place to collect spoils of war, so he cleaned up the entire scene and erased all traces of the battle. Even the dozen or so people from the Black Pepper Pavilion were put into Mo Fan's space ring.

The world inside the space ring is the real world, but the real location is actually Mo Fan’s home.

Except for Mo Fan, who cannot use the space ring to pass through, everyone else can be stored.

The scene was cleaned up, the message was cancelled, and Mo Fan disappeared into the night.

2 minute later.

Tang Yue led dozens of judges here.

"The Black Pepper Pavilion disappeared right here. There's no trace of a battle here? It's like it disappeared out of thin air. How is that possible?"

Xiaoping has started exploring the surroundings with special instruments, but has not found any clues.

Nonsense, if they can find it, it will be a miracle. Mo Fan was a seven-star hunter master in his previous life, and his hunter experience was first-class, which was not something that ordinary high-level mages like them could detect.

"There is an expert!" Tang Yue set his sights on a mountain pit. Although it had been covered up, the damage to the terrain could not be concealed. This kind of power was definitely at the high level two or even high level three.

"This person's precise control of magic is definitely better than you and me!" Tang Yue squatted down, silently feeling the destructive power with his hands.

This was the first time she had seen someone who could control magic so precisely.

In fact, this is not precise control at all, it's just the power of the Desert Eagle!
Who would have thought that a tiny bullet could trigger a power of a higher level?

Who could have imagined that a tiny bullet was made of monarch material?

Tang Yue was worried about the safety of Mo Fan's brother and planned to go check on him, but Mo Fan had already arrived at his room.

Just as he was about to check out his newly acquired puppetry skills, he felt someone approaching.

It was almost too late. Mo Fan immediately transferred all of them into the space ring.

He himself immediately entered into a state of meditation.

The person who came was naturally Sister Tang Yue. Through the moonlight, the shadow cast by the S-shaped curve was so enchanting.

Mo Fan pretended to be in meditation, but he actually knew who the visitor was.

When Sister Tang Yue saw that Brother Mo Fan was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mo Fan deeply, and prepared to leave.

Just as she was about to jump out of the window and leave, a big hand grabbed her waist from behind.

Not only that, there was also a strange laugh, "Sister Tangyue, why are you here in the middle of the night? Are you taking the initiative to punish me?"

Tang Yue's body trembled slightly, she glared at Mo Fan in shame and anger, and jumped off the balcony.

Mo Fan turned on the light and sat back on the sofa.

Tang Yue snorted coldly, looked around, and said calmly: "Sister, I was worried about your safety. I saw that you were fine, so I left. What's wrong?" "I understand, I understand everything!" Mo Fan nodded, "So when will you punish me?"

Tang Yue gave Mo Fan a coquettish look and crossed her arms, "Why do you have to let me punish you? It's true that I lost, but instead of punishing you, how about I reward you?"

"Reward? That's great!" I just acquired the puppetry skill, and now Sister Tang Yue is rewarding me. It's double the happiness. Who understands?
"If your sister rewards you with a kiss, would you be happy?" Tang Yue looked at Mo Fan with a calm expression and a playful look in her eyes.

"Hehe, this isn't good. Actually, it's fine if my sister wants to reward me. Well, it's fine with me!"

Mo Fan nodded like a chick pecking at rice, and stood up, ready to accept his sister's reward.

Tang Yue stood up and walked over. "Well, now is the day to reward you!"

Mo Fan wisely closed his eyes and waited for his sister's reward. However, Sister Tang Yue showed no mercy and kicked Mo Fan in the butt.

"Hey, brother, you still want a reward, right? I'll reward you enough!"

Mo Fan had a constipated expression on his face. He knew that his sister had played a trick on him. Even though he was dissatisfied, he still pretended to be in pain. "Hiss, sister, you are so heartless!"

"Why do you still want your sister to kiss you?"

"want!"

"Find a fight!"

Mo Fan was spanked by his sister again. His butt was burning with pain. Seeing Mo Fan's miserable state, Tang Yuejiao laughed, "Haha! If you make fun of your sister again, next time it won't be as simple as a spanking!"

"What is that? Actually, I don't mind you supporting me, sister!"

"Find a fight!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Two hours later.

Sister Tang Yue has left, and Mo Fan looks at himself in the mirror speechlessly?
"Why are the older sisters in novels always gentle and virtuous? Why does her sister have such a bad temper? She has a bad temper, and she can't stand jokes. Really!"

He thought that his sister must be ill and if she wanted treatment, she should get a few injections.
"Luckily my sister showed some mercy, otherwise how could I pick up girls in the academy if my handsome face was damaged!"

Mo Fan sighed and then checked the puppetry technique.

He closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation. At this moment, his soul had arrived at the Nightmare Palace.

There is an area on the second floor of the Nightmare Palace, which contains Zhang Jia’s nightmare!
What puppetry, what skills, who doesn’t know nightmare.

Mo Fan opened the door and walked in. As soon as he entered, he was surrounded by evil.

"Oh, are all your nightmares dirty?"

"My mental strength is as high as level two. How dare a clown like you obstruct me?"

Mo Fan's soul was extremely strong. Having been a human for three lifetimes, he subdued him immediately.

Next, he began to browse nightmares and began to study puppetry.

There are many kinds of so-called puppets, such as flesh puppets, which are a kind of puppet transformed by Zhang Jia using the flesh of a certain living being!
This is quite evil, and Mo Fan doesn’t want to touch it at the moment!
Next is the object puppet, which refers to a puppet made from a certain object, such as a weapon, or the simplest piece of paper!

"For now, artifact puppets are what I need now!"

"Make some paper puppets. One, they can make the enemy lower their guard. Two, they can increase combat power!"

Mo Fan did find the method of making this kind of paper puppet in Zhang Jia’s memory.

"The lowest level also requires blood essence and bones of a general!"

"If you want to make a paper puppet, you must have these things, and 100 of these things can only absorb the amount of a piece of paper!"

The so-called blood and bones are also the raw materials for making paper, and can also be used to refine the surface of magic tools.

These are usually needed for the graffiti and patterns on the surface of magic tools.

"Papermakers are usually plant mages, because they can control plants and grow vines, and these plant fibers are also the raw materials for making paper! This is only applicable to most papers. There is also a kind of paper that can do whatever it wants, which is particularly extravagant, and it uses the blood and bones of demons to make paper! The paper made is smooth and flat, and you can also carve formations on it!"

"In the ancient books of Mingzhu Academy, I have read about legendary skills similar to talismans. It is said that there were similar methods in the past, but for some reason they were banned by the Magic Association!"

Mo Fan shook his head helplessly, as he accidentally touched a taboo.

This kind of paper is needed for making puppets, and it also allowed him to discover the method of drawing talismans.

This kind of thing is similar to the flying talismans, defense talismans, and earth escape talismans in the world of immortal cultivation novels.

Generally, the formation is drawn on paper.

"But I have Zhang Jia's innate skills, which allow me to ignore the loss of the law of life. Perhaps I can develop it into paper puppets and talismans!"

Thinking of this, Mo Fan became worried again.

Blacksmith, Hunter, Mage? Now there is a new direction to study, my God!

Why is it getting busier and busier? Well, in order to become stronger, to protect his friends, his family and his beloved, Mo Fan had to arm himself.

A month later.

Time flies, and there is still half a month left in the vacation. Dean Xiao said that after the freshman beast fighting competition, he will be responsible for leading a team to participate in the exchange competition.

The list of players for the exchange competition had not been announced yet, and Mo Fan was not sure whether his rebirth would cause any butterfly effect. In short, everything was proceeding according to plan.

The search for Zhang Jia's suspect came to an end, and Tang Yue and the judges all thought that Zhang Jia had disappeared or died.

That day, Sister Tang Yue called.

Mo Fan now has superb skills in paper making. What he lacks now is a large amount of materials. When he saw Sister Tang Yue calling him, he felt particularly happy.

"Sister, are you calling me because you miss me?" Mo Fan said shamelessly.

"You're looking for a beating. Believe it or not, I'll tell you, sister... " After all, he's his younger brother. How could Tang Yue bear it?

Normally, Mo Fan would talk a little nonsense, but he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary.

"Sister, what? Believe it or not?"

"Hmph, I won't talk to you anymore!" Tang Yue was about to hang up the phone angrily, but she realized that this sounded like a spoiled child, so she quickly changed the subject, "Do you remember what I told you about the snake tribe infestation in Qiandao Lake?"

"I know, sister. Tell me what it is. I will never refuse, no matter how hard it takes!"

Tang Yue smiled helplessly, "It's not that serious. The flooding problem is concentrated in mid-August every year. After a week, it will be basically stable!"

"I was busy before, but now I have time to take you to refine the monster!"

Hearing this, Mo Fan's eyes lit up. Snake!

The paper made from strange bones and scales is of top quality. By then, the puppets made will be much more flexible.

"Sister, I know you love me the most! I don't know how to thank you!"

"Stop talking nonsense. You always say sweet words to me. My ears are getting calluses. I'll be fine if you would stop being mad at me!" Tang Yue's voice was magnetic. Mo Fan was looking forward to this monster hunting mission.

But what Tang Yue said was wrong. What did he mean by mad at his sister? He was just joking with his sister. It was just a friendship between siblings. Besides, his sister had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. She always said no but her actions were positive.
That time, Mo Fan's butt was so painful that he came up to deliver medicine the next day.

It can be seen that the other party still loves her younger brother very much, but it would be better if she could take the initiative to apply medicine. As a sister, there is no need to be polite. It is normal to reciprocate!

(End of this chapter)