On the Seven Towers

Chang Lin returned to the office, opened a wooden cigarette box on the cabinet behind him, took a look inside, saw the last two cigars left, and closed the cigarette box again. Open the drawer and take out a local cigarette.

This is also considered a new product they came here to produce. The locals use "Chong'erbao" to make local tobacco, which is only dried in the sun without being roasted. However, the school built a curing room according to the method of processing tobacco leaves, which makes the taste of local tobacco rise to a higher level, but it is not the same as that of the original world. Compared with the product, it is still inferior, perhaps because of the lack of memorable taste.

Chang Lin snapped his fingers, a tiny flame appeared between his fingers, and lit the local cigarette.

That was all he could do.

He also tried magic practice and successfully became a magic apprentice, but at the level of concentration, he did not dare to try.

If there is a God of Magic in this world, he must be very unfair to middle-aged and elderly people. People under the age of thirty-five basically have no big problem with concentration, but once they are over thirty-five, the risk of concentration becomes more and more serious. Come bigger.

The school has paid the price for this, one of whom was Zhou Xiaoren, who was sent to the fertilizer factory. In order to save his status, he tried to become a magician, although magic books recommend that the age of concentration should be controlled between ten and ten years. In his twenties, Zhou Xiaoren fought to the death regardless of the danger. He tried to concentrate at the age of forty-five, but in the end his soul was broken. When people found him, he had already died in the duty room of the fertilizer plant.

The other is a thirty-eight-year-old associate professor in the Department of Psychology. He believes that he is quite young and his mental power should be very stable and strong, so he insists on trying to concentrate. His situation was better than Zhou Xiaoren, but he also failed due to his soul being broken during the concentration process, and eventually became a vegetative state.

According to the research of Mao Kai and others, they believe that this is related to the natural decline of mental strength with age. It is also related to the fact that as we get older, we have more distracting thoughts in our minds.

Regardless of the reason, the school has now introduced regulations prohibiting people over the age of thirty-five from trying to concentrate, so a large number of older people have only practiced to the level of magic apprentices.

Of course, there are also some older people who choose the path of fighting. This path is not that dangerous, but it is a lot more painful. It is extremely difficult for these people who are used to sitting in offices to try to endure the hardships every day. down. Only people like Wang Jiyuan, who had a military background and were accustomed to exercise, slowly reached the threshold of fighting spirit.

After taking a puff of cigarette and blowing out the smoke, Chang Lin leaned against the window sill and stared at the campus. Since most people had moved out, the campus now seemed deserted than before. However, those annoying natives finally got out of here, making the school look much more comfortable.

Chang Lin likes to observe this place from a high position, which gives him a sense of control. From the leader of the agricultural team to the newly created position of vice chairman, his path to power here has been smooth. But there is still a long way to go before we can truly control this place. Of course, he knew very well that even Guo Qian couldn't really control this place. After all, the authority gained through position in a place like a school is still too thin. Therefore, he needs more sources of power. Whether it is force or capital, they are just tools for him to pursue power.

However, today is still not going well. Am I too impatient? We should have known a long time ago that the mage who has been in the mage tower for a long time will not be a fuel-efficient lamp. It has become the instinct of these people to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and they will not sell themselves easily before they see the opportunities in all aspects. Fortunately, Chang Lin only had initial contact today, and he had the attitude that if he succeeded, he would be fine, and if he didn't, he would still have a good relationship. He believes that with his strength and status, there will be many opportunities to lure these guys to join his camp in the future.

Just as Chang Lin was reflecting, there was a knock on the office door. Chang Lin put out his cigarette in the ashtray and opened the door.

The person who came was Chu Ying, the business team leader. He looked very tired, his thin face was white with green spots, and his expression was very ugly. He walked into the room and closed the door, then went to the window and closed the window, then cast a detection magic, and then returned to Chang Lin and asked: "Old Chang, what's going on? I'm going on a business trip, and we The factory was taken over?"

"Isn't it your powerful former deputy team leader? If he hadn't pushed too hard, the native baron wouldn't have jumped over the wall and sent a killer to kill Chen Hansheng. They didn't clean up their heads and tails, and it was this incident that caused them It's trouble." Chang Lin took some time to explain the cause and effect from what he knew.

"So, Baron Goya has been exposed? Have I been exposed?" Chu Ying asked hurriedly.

Chang Lin sighed secretly, not only could this greedy guy lose his composure, he would always only care about his own affairs in his mind. Although Guo Qian and Xiao Chen could not get along with him, their character was much better than this guy. He shook his head and said: "It shouldn't be the case. After all, we are in contact with them through Cole. As long as Cole is not caught by them, Baron Goya doesn't know who is involved here, and he can't provide any real evidence."

"Then have you killed Cole and his manager?" Chu Ying asked again.

Chang Lin held Chu Ying's shoulders and said: "Old Chu, calm down and don't think about killing. Let's not talk about whether Cole was exposed and whether he would be caught by them. A veteran servant Is Bing a magic archer that easy to deal with? If our people make any noise, we will be in big trouble."

"What did you do?"

"Of course, let him find an excuse to sneak away and avoid the limelight. Anyway, these mercenaries often go on missions. Even if they don't return on time, others will not think of fleeing for fear of crime. In any case, we have time to arrange it. And his manager, Hall, also left." Chang Lin said.

Chu Ying remained silent, as if he was calculating various possibilities. But then he heard Chang Lin say: "This may not be a bad thing. Yesterday the committee made a resolution to move Baron Goya. We must send a signal to the people around us. No one can get away with harming the Chinese."

"Move Baron Goya? What about the sales network under his command?"

"So be very cautious. But you also know that if we really do it, we will definitely control these channels little by little in the end. Then won't it be time for you to show your skills?"

Chu Ying's little eyes lit up at this time.