190: Chapter 0190 Preparing

Li Size interrupted him: "Stop the nonsense and just swipe the points."

The clerk pouted, swiped the point card, and with the help of a colleague, quickly pushed a pile of Materials wrapped in burlap in front of him:

"The Laboratory is at the innermost part of the second floor. Good luck."

By the time Li Size shouldered the Materials and walked into the Laboratory, dusk was settling in.

The witchcraft furnace in the Laboratory still retained the residual heat from the day. He spread the Materials out one by one on the metal workbench:

The black demonic iron ingots shone with a deep purple luster, the rune copper wires were entwined with pale blue Demonic Energy, and the fragments of space crystal refracted a colorful halo under the light.

He first put on insulated gloves, set the furnace temperature to 1200 degrees, and threw in the black demonic iron ingots.

A sizzling sound immediately came from the furnace, and sparks splashed onto his work trousers, leaving tiny scorch marks.

"First step, the Wizard version of the gatling gun barrels."

Li Size's fingertips slid rapidly over the rune matrix, each touch accompanied by ripples of pale blue Demonic Energy.

He embedded the "Penetration" rune into the inner wall of the gun barrels and then reinforced it with the "Stability" rune.

Complex golden patterns instantly emerged on the surface of the gun barrels, as if they had come alive.

He repeated this process until all six gun barrels were completed, neatly arranged on the workbench, reflecting the red light of the furnace.

Next was the sorcery bullet automatic production line.

Li Size thoroughly cleaned the core slot of the sorcery machine tool and embedded the "Power" rune and the "Energy Conversion" rune.

Then he poured the bullet raw Materials into the machine tool's feed port...

The machine tool immediately began to operate, the sound of rotating gears echoing in the Laboratory.

Bullets wrapped in pale purple Demonic Energy rolled out of the discharge port, falling into the metal box with a crisp sound.

"Six thousand rounds. That should last for a while."

Li Size wiped the sweat from his brow, but excitement glittered in his eyes.

The crafting of the storage item was a difficult point.

Li Size ground the space crystal fragments into powder, mixed them with liquid magic silver, poured them into a mold, and then used his Mental Energy to guide the "Space Expansion" rune into it.

The liquid in the mold suddenly began to spin, forming a miniature black hole. He quickly sealed the mold with the "Stability" rune:

"Almost lost control."

After the mold cooled down, he opened it to check.

A palm-sized leather waist bag lay inside, with space runes carved on the surface. One could feel the confined space within with just a light touch.

The crafting of the reconnaissance drone was relatively simple:

Li Size assembled the lightweight magic aluminum alloy frame, embedded the "Flight" rune and the "Reconnaissance" rune, and then installed the Sorcery Recording crystal.

He activated the control communication module, and the drone's wings immediately flapped, emitting a buzzing sound. It circled the Laboratory once before stopping on his shoulder.

Finally, the witchcraft motorcycle:

He finished making the motorcycle's engine core and then installed two tires wrapped in Demonic Energy.

When the motorcycle started, the tail spewed out pale cyan wind energy particle flames.

When the last component was assembled, the sky outside the window was already turning pale white.

Li Size leaned against the metal workbench, looking at the weapons and items neatly arranged before him:

The Wizard version of the gatling gun emitted a cold light, the sorcery bullet boxes were piled up like a small mountain, the storage waist bag lay quietly to one side, the reconnaissance drone rested on the gun barrel, and the witchcraft motorcycle's engine was still slightly warm.

He picked up his point card and saw only 109 points remaining, but a confident smile curved his lips:

"Now, it's my turn."

Li Size bent down and fixed the six Wizard version gatlings one by one onto the metal brackets on both sides of the motorcycle.

Each gatling gun barrel exuded the deep purple luster of black demonic iron. Mithril conductive wires were wrapped around the gun body, and the "Sharpness" rune glittered with golden patterns in the sunlight.

He embedded the unmanned reconnaissance drone into the groove on the roof.

Next, he stuffed the sorcery machine tool and the six thousand rounds wrapped in pale purple Demonic Energy into the storage waist bag. The space rune on the bag's surface gently fluctuated, instantly storing all the items within.

Finally, he mounted the witchcraft motorcycle, gripped the cold-glowing handles, and the engine spewed out pale cyan wind energy particle flames as the motorcycle slowly drove out of the Laboratory.

On the streets of the examination city, witchcraft rune lamps projected soft light, and a Demonic Energy barrier enveloped the entire city.

As Li Size's witchcraft motorcycle appeared on the street, it immediately caused a stir.

Examinees stopped in their tracks, pointing at the motorcycle and discussing animatedly: "What is that?"

"It's Li Size! He's the inventor of the little sorcerer donkey and the witchcraft motorcycle! This is the witchcraft motorcycle!"

"I heard he was the Grand Slam champion from Monte Province and was even sabotaged by the Department of Education Deputy Director. Now he's a strategic partner for the military and the Police Department!"

"Maybe he can defeat those despicable cheaters! Damn it, he must stand up for us ordinary examinees!"

"Quick, check how many points he has!"

"109 points! The first place already has 487 points! Damn it, the gap is too big!"

"These cheaters are going too far! Let's remember their names and submit letters to the press afterward to expose them!"

"What good will exposing them do? They'll still be admitted to those prestigious academies!"

"This is so unfair! Li Size, do your best! Our star of hope..."

Invigilating personnel also gathered around. An employee from the Ministry of Education took out a Sorcery Recording crystal to record the scene, and the news quickly spread throughout the city. Li Size's name became the focus of discussion among the examinees.

Barmont stood silently on a high platform in the distance, staring at Li Size with unwillingness.

He was wearing a neat, exquisite noble short robe, meticulously embroidered with the crest symbolizing the glory of the Bart Family. That crest faintly shimmered in the sunlight, showcasing his nobility.

His long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, swaying in the wind, while unwillingness glittered in his eyes, revealing the fierce fighting spirit burning deep within his heart.

He was the third Young Master under Count Bart, holding a rather high status in the Family.

However, recalling last year's Provincial Unified Examination, his heart felt as if a giant stone was pressing down on it.

In that crucial examination, he lost to Li Size by a mere five points in the theoretical section.

This result was like a thorn deeply embedded in his heart, causing him to hold a grudge and be unable to let go.

Therefore, in this National Unified Examination, he held an incomparably firm resolve:

He vowed to defeat Li Size head-on and reclaim the title of Genius that he had once lost.

Although he was currently only an Intermediate Wizard Apprentice in the Necromancy System, he did not choose to use despicable means like cheating to achieve victory.

Instead, he had his own plan.

He intended to use Magic Monster corpses to enslave more necromantic servants. These necromantic servants would become an important aid in his pursuit of points.

He believed that as the number of necromantic servants continuously increased, his points would also snowball, eventually helping him stand out in the National Unified Examination.