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

Deep ocean waters.

Under the vast waves, Mo Fan's boat was just a speck of dust.

However, the water magic used by Mo Fan was extremely powerful. The azure water flow completely wrapped around the boat valve, allowing the boat valve to easily blend into the vast waves.

If it were other little girls, they would be like riding a Ferris wheel and would be about to scream. But Lingling was unusually calm. She was so calm that even in the face of the waves, she still had the leisure to keep typing on the keyboard.

In front of Lingling, Mo Fan controlled the water flow with one hand and held a telescope with the other.

On the screen, just like in the previous life, there were huge skeletons, bottomless ravines, and broken lines.

It seems to be that huge skeleton.

The texture is monarch grade, which is of medium quality, and is more than enough material for making the shell of mecha.

If Ma Haoran came and sent him this skeleton, he would be shocked.

Ma Haoran was waiting for a package. The courier told him to pick it up. Ma Haoran wondered why the courier didn't deliver it himself. The courier said tremblingly that it was too heavy.

Ma Haoran, who didn't know what was going on, went to the aircraft carrier in the sea area and looked at the express delivery on the truck. There were quite a lot of materials on the express truck, and they weren't heavy.
As he said this, he was about to unload the car.

However, the courier stopped him. Ma Haoran was puzzled, and the courier hurriedly said that the cargo was not his. Ma Haoran was puzzled and the courier explained that it was not the cargo in the truck that was his, but all the cargo in the entire aircraft carrier was his.

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Ma Haoran’s eyes widened.

With a slight smile on his face, Mo Fan put down the telescope, glanced at Lingling, and then sprinted at full speed.

The waves caused by the ship's hull spread out on both sides, and two deep white lines appeared on the sea.

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The middle-aged man slowly appeared, thought for two seconds, hid his body, and then followed.

As for Mo Fan, the closer he got to the waves, the more air resistance blocked him. Fortunately, he had the special effects of the water system, which could prevent all of this to a great extent.

The difference from his previous life is that in this life he has water control, so he no longer has to worry about not being able to swim. He can also gallop across the sea and fight in the water.

Lingling looked at the screen, glanced at Mo Fan, and frowned slightly, "Strange, I clearly saw a red dot just now, how come it suddenly disappeared behind me."

Mo Fan didn't look back and asked casually, "Are you in danger?"

"Almost, but he disappeared again." Lingling looked around, but unfortunately the surrounding waves blocked her vision.

"Yes, indeed. With such a huge skeleton appearing, it is inevitable that there are some monsters around."

The boat controlled by Mo Fan slowed down his speed a bit, and then the space ring flashed white light, and hundreds of capsule-shaped objects appeared in his hand.

He glanced at Lingling and threw the capsule to her, "Take it for self-defense."

Lingling was stunned for a moment, "What?"

But she still caught it, stared at the capsule with her big eyes, and then a look of astonishment appeared in her eyes.

She couldn’t tell at a glance that there were hundreds of bomb capsules, but the computer gave her a warning about them.

Then I heard Mo Fan say: "It has been improved. You have played with firecrackers, right? Just smash it on the ground and you will get the same effect."

Ma Haoran is really reliable. He sent him so many good things before he even arrived. This is already an improved version of the 3rd generation Bomb No. 1.

Lingling's mouth twitched, and then her face was filled with anger, "If I hadn't caught it just now, the boat would have exploded."

"Well, you could say that."

"Asshole!" Lingling was furious. How could a little girl like her bear such a dangerous thing?

But she just complained a little bit, and put the thing in her pocket with her little hand. Even though it was quite dangerous, she felt a sense of security for no reason.

It would be a lie for a little girl to say she is not afraid in this sea. She has seen too many life and death situations and has become immune to them. If the scenes she has seen are beyond her maximum range, she will collapse.

Mo Fan not only has bombs, but also magic tools.

The Thousand Machine Umbrella and the Dark Lord Cloak have been completely integrated together, adding a completely new function.

As long as you turn the handle, a tent will appear on the edge of the Thousand Machine Umbrella, just like a walking raincoat, but its functions are much more powerful. It can make you invisible and create a fake puppet.

To outsiders, he looked like he was holding an umbrella and still standing in the same place, but in fact his real body was hidden in the shadows.

If you say this magic tool is practical, it is quite practical. It can create an illusion for the enemy and catch them off guard. But if you say it is a burden, it is also a burden. Mo Fan's speed is extreme and he does not need these at all.

But Mo Fan has a long-term vision. Although he is not good at using magic, he is very good at operating mechas.

When using this coordination when operating a mecha, the huge steel barrier can change position instantly, making up for the mage's lack of flexibility.

The next weapon that came in handy was the sniper rifle, but it was not applicable in this situation.

The waves in the sea obscured the vision to a certain extent. In the sea, the monsters were faster and would appear in front of you just as you aimed.

To a certain extent, the Desert Eagle's quick Zen is a small-scale artillery fire.

It focuses on a large number of bullets, a large number, and a high degree of magic density.

They were almost reaching the huge skeleton in the sea. Mo Fan could see with his naked eyes that some sea monsters were approaching, but they were just some sea monsters from the shallow sea. Perhaps they were curious about why there was such a huge skeleton here.

Lingling suddenly looked at the screen in surprise. The red dots on the screen were increasing at a strange rate, including in front, behind, and on the bottom of the ship.

"Mo Fan, there is something under the boat."

Mo Fan closed his eyes and sensed carefully. There was a special instrument blocking his perception. If Lingling's computer was not so advanced, it would probably not be able to detect it.

He did it very naturally. He picked up Lingling and jumped into the air. The azure ocean current formed an icicle. It looked like water at first, but it turned solid in an instant.

At the original position, the hull collapsed and two figures flashed out, but unfortunately their final attack missed.

Mo Fan looked at the two men calmly. Lingling took a look at them and quickly determined their origins from the marks on their bodies and their attack methods. "They are the subordinates of that bastard, from the Black Panther Hunting Institute."

“So they are enemies.” Mo Fan played with the Desert Eagle in his hand.

The two men in black on the boat stood back to back, all looking at Mo Fan Lingling on the 20-meter-high icicle.

As if they had exchanged glances, both of them and their attacks were directed towards the bottom of the icicle.

However, the magic of this icicle is not so easily destroyed.

Mo Fan carefully checked the magic fluctuations on them, but was surprised that their magic fluctuations did not dissipate. To a certain extent, someone used some magic tool to block their magic fluctuations.

Perhaps their purpose was also the skeletons, and they were worried that the skeletons were not dead yet, so they took protective measures.

Mo Fan pointed his gun at them without hesitation.

Lingling said hurriedly, "It's useless. Not only can we not kill them immediately, but we will also expose our position and attract monsters from the surrounding seas."

"I didn't say to kill with a gun. Lingling, didn't you say before that you didn't fire a cannon? You can try it now."

Lingling was stunned. "I investigated beforehand and found that he has several magic tools. One of them has a large firepower range, but we already have a budget for it."

The two of them quickly used their magic tools to charge towards the top of the icicle.

Another person sneered, "Is there no other means?"

At this time, the two men had already come to the top, and one of them bent over and pointed the dagger at the other's throat.

At the same time, Mo Fan and Lingling were still passive. Mo Fan was still holding an umbrella and firing the Desert Eagle, looking a little stiff.

However, a dagger suddenly appeared at the neck.

"Successful." Although the man in black did not kill the man personally, he still completed the mission. However, the next second, his eyes froze.

"not good!"

The man knew he had been fooled. These were not Mo Fan and Lingling, but puppets. To be precise, they might have already escaped.

And nearly 10 pills fell over their heads like a flood. They were a little confused at first, but suddenly realized something, and both of them suddenly bent down and jumped away.

It's too late, everything is too late.

The effect of the third-generation bomb No. 1 is not something that ordinary people can match. As they leaped, a mushroom cloud suddenly enveloped them, and beneath the billowing smoke and dust, there was a deafening sound.

500 meters away, Mo Fan and Lingling reappeared on the ice surface of the sea.

The explosion area covered a hundred meters, and the splashing waves affected them to a certain extent.

Lingling was stunned for a moment, then looked at Mo Fan, "I don't want to throw away too much."

Having never played firecrackers before, she threw them all on the top of the icicle. However, she did not expect the power of the explosion to be so terrifying.

It’s not just a little bit, it’s really a lot!

"Alas, what a pity, they have been torn to pieces." Mo Fan originally wanted to lick a bag or something, and at the same time enter their sea of ​​consciousness to see who they had contact with in their memories and whether there was any conspiracy against their suicide.

Especially in this sea area, being soft-hearted and sanctimonious are taboos. If you encounter an enemy here, you must fight back without mercy.

Generally speaking, when a ship encounters an opponent or there is no benefit for both parties to maintain cooperation, they will usually raise a red flag in advance to show friendship. For them, death is their only destination.

Mo Fan brought Lingling into the skeleton. There were still hundreds of red dots flashing on Lingling's computer screen. Mo Fan guessed that these might be jellyfish maggots.

Lingling felt a little uneasy and shrank closer to Mo Fan.

Mo Fan came to an area, squatted down and knocked, and a dull sound of "thump thump thump" was heard.

This area of ​​bone marrow has not been completely eaten and is still solid.

"Lingling, I'll leave it to you next."

Mo Fan looked around, while Lingling used a special instrument to separate the bones and extract the maggots.

Time passed little by little.

Lingling collected more than a dozen of them, but unfortunately the first few had not yet taken shape and died instantly after coming into contact with the air.

“There are a lot of evil maggots here. If they are not destroyed in time, they will spread to other sea areas.” Lingling knew that Mo Fan might be able to use these bones, so she reminded him.

"Is there no other way?"

Mo Fan still hoped to obtain this huge skeleton intact.

"There is a way, but it will take a few hours." Lingling said while looking at the computer screen:

"Wait for my sister to come. Her earth magic can restrain this type of magic to a certain extent."

"But this also means that during this period of time we may face dangers from other sea areas and potential enemies, including the Black Panther Hunting Group."

Mo Fan pondered over it. He still underestimated the horror of the Drowning Curse. He thought that he could quickly earn the bounty by taking advantage of the information gap, but that might not be the case. The wings of a butterfly can change direction in many ways, just like the potential factor of the invisible black panther this time.

"Just treat it as a training. I hope Senior Sister can catch up faster."

Mo Fan left Lingling alone there to collect materials while he left the skeleton.

Protect skeletons, spirits, and deal with potential dangers as much as possible.

"What did you say? The signal is missing."

Inside the house in the sea area, it was dark inside and no one could see his face. The middle-aged man looked at his subordinates' report, narrowed his eyes, and then looked into the distance, "It seems that my junior brother is not simple~"

Then he took out a piece of paper with a portrait of an old man and a young man drawn on it.

"Go and capture them. I think they will not sit idly by and watch someone die."

"Also, spread the news that they have discovered treasure in the sea and want to keep it all for themselves."

"Roger that!"

There is the existence of gangsters eating gangsters in every sea area, especially in places where drowning curses occur frequently, more people choose to give up on themselves and embark on a path of no return.

There are many hunting grounds like Black Panther that also do this kind of business.

On this day, they all received a piece of news at the same time that a huge treasure had appeared in a certain sea area and it was very likely that it was taken by one person.

"I heard that it is a treasure worth 20 billion. Boss, what do you think?"

"Hmph, you just want us to fight first, and then the last one to reap the benefits." The man had a distinct skeleton all over his body and a sharp look in his eyes.

"So you're just giving up on that?"

Vic glared at him and said coldly: "It remains to be seen who is the culprit."

"Set off."

"Something bad has happened to Mo Fan. The local Hunter Alliance announced that there is a treasure near this area, and the location is right here."

Mo Fan heard Lingling calling him, and then he came into the skeleton. Lingling looked at him and said, "What a trap! The other party wants to use someone else's hand to get rid of us."

"What a treasure! This skeleton is now ownerless. If we sell it at an auction, it could fetch 5 or 6 million. There are many wealthy businessmen who love to collect fossil skeletons and could probably afford more than 10 billion," Lingling said.

Mo Fan patted Lingling's head and said, "Since I dare to accept this reward, I am not afraid of these things."

Lingling continued, "They may arrive in an hour. My sister may not arrive until three hours later. We just need to hold on for two hours."

Mo Fan nodded, but he didn't care too much.

After leaving the skeleton, he walked to an area with less waves and splashes and sat cross-legged.

A formation barrier has been set up around her, so Lingling is safe.

All he had to do was wait for the enemy to arrive.

(End of this chapter)