Versatile Mage: I can control you until you die

Xu Fang seemed to have taken Zhao Zilong's template. No matter who was coming, he would be instantly defeated under the BUFF of "Yun is furious, leaping on a horse with a spear".

Ibrahim fulfilled his promise and immediately admitted more than two thousand black people from Xu Fang's team into the city after returning to his position as consul.

The city was already overcrowded, and now it was even more overcrowded, making it look even more depressing.

The streets are narrow and winding, and the high-rise buildings on both sides are like huge stone walls, squeezing the sky until there is only a thin line.

These black people were placed on the fringes of the city, where the houses were dilapidated and cramped, barely able to accommodate so many people.

They can only be forced to squeeze together and live in this cramped environment.

"Gudu Gudu..."

In the resettlement area, huge iron pots were steaming, and sour vegetable porridge was being cooked in the pot. The color of the porridge showed a dull green color.

The vegetables in the pot had been cooked so soft that their original shape was almost unrecognizable. They were entangled with the rice grains, forming a sticky paste.

Occasionally, a breeze blows by, bringing with it a hint of sour smell.

But they were still content.

At least this is a city, they have a bed for them to sleep on, and they don't have to worry about a sea monster popping out of any corner and killing them.

On the other side of the city, the same iron pot is used to cook porridge, but the proportions of vegetables and meat are reversed.

The Chinese workers held bowls and ate the relief meals. The warm feeling in their stomachs made them feel safe.

This side is also slightly more spacious, and the afterglow of the setting sun can shine on them.

Xu Fang came here with a healing military mage and observed the injuries of the workers one by one.

Their bodies were wrapped in simple bandages, and the blood that had seeped out had dried.

The healing mage was a girl who had just graduated from the military academy. When she saw this scene, she took a deep breath and traced the star path to make her palms glow softly.

The light gradually spread and enveloped the wounded man's entire arm. The wounded man felt a warm current pouring into his body, and the pain seemed to gradually dissipate in this warm current.

Heal one, then the second.

"Take a rest, I'll do it." Xu Fang handed over a glass of Dragon wine. The healing girl drank and said with a smile: "You don't cultivate the healing system."

Xu Fang smiled and mobilized the magic energy in his body. Pure water and warm light appeared one after another, and then slowly touched each other.

It was like a golden drizzle, and people subconsciously closed their eyes with an expression of enjoyment, and their curled bodies relaxed and opened up.

"Angel Lulis in white is not a healing mage herself, but she is truly the first female nurse to actively open a hospital on the station to provide medical care to military mage.

Many times, she only did "unskilled" work such as cleaning the ward or even giving comfort, but she once reduced the mortality rate of military mages to 2.2%. "

Xu Fang said while using magic.

Different from the previous life, although there are people similar to Florence Nightingale in this life, their popularity is far less than that of the powerful healing power.

The healing girl was a little admired: "You know a lot of things, where did you read them all?"

"Eighth morning class in our school."

"Wow! Wow!!" Not far away, a baby cried loudly, and her mother was helpless to comfort her.

"Is the child injured?" Xu Fang walked over and asked.

"No... maybe I was scared." The young mother said anxiously.

"I'm a minor in the spiritual system, let me comfort her!" The healing girl volunteered: "Lingyi· Comfort!"

The heart was in turmoil, and the child soon stopped crying and snuggled into his mother's arms and fell asleep sweetly.

The healing girl showed joy on her face, and Xu Fang gave her a thumbs up.

The girl who was opened up by Xu Fang no longer only heals wounds, but also uses psychic magic to soothe people's inner wounds.

"gentlemen!"

A dark-skinned woman hurried over, her weed-like hair covered in dust and sweat, her lips chapped and white, as if she hadn't tasted the moisture of water for a long time.

She held a swaddle in her arms - if it could still be called a swaddle, if there wasn't a child inside, it would have been more appropriately described as a rag.

When she almost ran to Xu Fang, she hesitated, hesitated and spoke again: "Sir, please treat my child!"

The translator among the workers whispered to Xu Fang.

"Okay." Xu Fang motioned to the healing girl to come forward for treatment.

The girl continued to use healing and psychic magic, but the child still looked sickly, with wrinkled and dull cheeks, completely unlike a child of this age.

"It shouldn't be..."

The healing girl was puzzled. She took the child into her arms and examined it carefully. The child's mother was watching eagerly.

"Are you the one who came to this city with our team?" Xu Fang suddenly asked.

"No." The woman shook her head quickly: "I originally lived here... Please save my child, I, I can give you anything!"

"How long have you lived there?" Xu Fang asked.

"Lived here since I was a kid."

"When does a child become abnormal?"

"About a month or three weeks ago, the child became lethargic, didn't feed much, and slept all day long... The doctors in the city didn't know what was going on."

Seeing the child getting thinner and thinner, the woman was distraught but could do nothing.

Some time ago, a group of Harkend warlords occupied this city.

Naturally, a woman's beauty will not attract anyone to covet her, but it often happens that she gets kicked for no reason and the eggs on the stall are robbed.

Just yesterday, the sound of magical bombardment outside the city shook the city. People hid in their homes and shivered, and did not dare to go out during the day.

During the day today, someone shouted unfamiliar words like "liberation" and "discipline" on the street.

The woman didn't understand, but she heard that a healing mage was coming here, and came to ask for help regardless of the huge identity gap between him and the other party.

The two young mages didn't kick her, and they didn't mind how dirty she was. They picked up her child and treated her patiently.

"Xu Juntong, have you discovered anything?" the healing girl asked.

"There is something wrong with this child's soul!" Xu Fang said solemnly.

Although he does not have soul-oriented magic systems such as the curse system and the undead system, he does possess the ancient king's armor robe, and his sensitivity to souls is far beyond comparison.

This child's soul is incomplete!

He took out his mobile phone and called Ai Jiangtu.

"Hello?"

"The location has been sent to you. Come over now." Xu Fang said.

Soon, Ai Jiangtu's figure teleported over, startling the black mother, but seeing Ai Jiangtu's dark face, she couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy.

"Look at this child." Xu Fang held the child and showed it to Ai Jiangtu.

Ai Jiangtu watched carefully, and a trace of solemnity and anger gradually appeared on his face: "The soul was damaged... who did it?"

For such a young child, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and that of an animal?

"It's not just this child." Xu Fang pointed at the black mother: "Look at her."

The soul of this black mother is also incomplete!

Just because I am an adult and my daily life is so hard and tiring, I have never paid attention to it.

The black mother stood there at a loss when she saw the two wizards pointing at her and speaking in Chinese that she could not understand.