“Can I start now?”

“Please do.”

Hokarlin stood in her designated position, while the middle-aged man began recording.

With some makeshift modifications, the magic staff had been transformed from a flashy light emitter into a true weapon of firepower.

It began to glow from the tip, the crimson lines deepening as they spread towards the other end.

When the glow reached Hokarlin's hand, the air seemed to freeze for a moment, and a thick pillar of fiery red light slammed into the target, expanding as it struck.

The power seemed pretty average, at least that’s what Lin Mo thought.

The middle-aged man looked at the target, then at the data he had recorded, somewhat dumbfounded. Even though he had known this would happen, as a warlock researcher, this scene still exceeded his understanding.

It was illogical. It was like knowing someone was a cross-dresser, but still wanting to follow them to see, until you confirmed they were bigger than you, and felt a mix of relief and confusion.

“Miss Hokarlin, may I try it?”

“Mm.”

Hokarlin handed over the weapon.

“It’s so heavy!”

The middle-aged man was visibly struggling to lift it, giving Hokarlin a look of disbelief. She was born with superhuman strength!

Wait! What was with the insane size of this thing!

This staff was huge!

No, this staff was white!

No…

Realizing his rudeness, the middle-aged man coughed and refocused on the staff. But what was with this white, blurry shadow? He couldn't even see the target clearly!

Seeing this, Lin Mo laughed and quickly stepped between the two, blocking the vague line of sight.

Giving the middle-aged man a provocative look, she then smacked her face into Hokarlin’s chest.

After confirming the elasticity, she contentedly buried her face in it.

Being short wasn’t without its advantages; at least she didn't have to bend over.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath to calm his restless heart.

‘I’m here to experiment! I’m here to experiment! Whew! Okay! Prepare to experiment!’

He carefully aimed.

‘This target is so white.’

‘…’

He was done for; he couldn't get over it.

In the stands, the little fatty squinted, seemingly lost in thought, but the researchers behind him had already started to look on with disbelief.

“I’m not mistaken, am I? The records clearly show no use of telekinesis, and we’ve already swept this area once, so there’s no way to cheat…”

He swallowed hard, drooling. He was greedy! Too greedy! Don't misunderstand; he was talking about the magic staff.

“If we had this, the Abyss wouldn’t be our opponent anymore!”

“But don’t you think it’s suspicious that she wants those corpses?”

“What’s suspicious about it? Why think so much? We don't have the strength to resist anyway, so what can we do? Even if she has some ulterior motive, what does it have to do with us? We don't have the power to resist…

It’s better to try to please this master.”

“True, should we replace this guy? I have a feeling he’ll screw things up.” He gestured to the little fatty, who was already lost in admiration. Judging by the drool at the corner of his mouth, he probably wasn’t looking at the weapon…

“Ah, the master is actually stronger than all of us, but she’s easily blinded by women…”

“...Indeed.”

“Don't think so much. We’re just researchers; we just need to determine the value of the technology. We won’t be the ones doing the actual negotiations.”

The group discussed, confirming that the technology Lin Mo brought was absolutely unbeatable at the moment!

The contagious toxins inherent in the Abyss demons had already limited the council's ability to use a human-wave strategy, and training mages was too resource-intensive. Therefore, they were generally sent to the front lines after they could skillfully use ranged magic.

They were using the front lines to raise gu, learning the magic and sorcery truly needed on the front lines.

And Lin Mo's magic staff directly skipped the new recruit training project, greatly saving human resources.

“Haha! So beautiful! You guys! Bring me the records now!”

“…” The expressions on the researchers’ faces changed, turning ugly.

They knew exactly what this guy wanted to do without even opening their eyes: control the experiment data, and then use the council’s authority to cut off research funding.

Wasn’t this just stupid?

He was horny!

“Here.”

“Oh, let me see. Very good, just like this. Let’s go now.”

“…”

The greasy hands hefted the notebooks, and he practically rushed to the target range.

At this time, the middle-aged man had already completed one test.

“It really doesn’t need it!”

Almost simultaneously, he was considering taking it apart to see its construction.

Lin Mo smiled and said nothing. Not only him, but even Lin Mo herself didn’t know the principle behind it. Just ask Ka Ka.

But it was understandable. Buying weapons, copying them, and then the knock-off beating the original – what a familiar process.

It was a pity that they ran into Zaizai this time.

Clap clap clap—

The sound of applause rang out from the side, and the little fatty led a group of researchers to Lin Mo with a smile.

His gaze swept lightly over the crowd, first lingering on Lin Mo's face for a moment, then slowly moving downwards. His eyebrows twitched, and a trace of contempt flashed across his eyes.

Cute, but not good enough. Being cute is nice, but!

But big is justice!

Then his gaze remained fixed on Hokarlin. This one was better!

Her fist hardened!

Damn it! He was simply bullying the loli too much! How could there be someone like this!

Lin Mo was very upset, and even leaning against Hokarlin’s chest couldn't soothe her wounded heart!

Seeing this, the old director quickly stepped forward to introduce them.

“This is the young master of the Julian family, also the genius in charge of the council’s technological development. And the few behind him are top experts in the fields of magic research, warlock research, and formation research.”

This scene startled the researchers behind him. Although they were almost entirely focused on research and didn’t know much about the council’s actual strength distribution, they could still recognize their major financial backers!

But, wasn't this a bit too outrageous? Their major financial backer was right here, bending over like a servant and doing menial labor.

Lin Mo wasn’t interested, and had even started to feel bored. How could there still be so many blind guys even after she had shown her strength? Did Zaizai really have to ride on their faces before they knew how to spell fear?

How dare they still be arrogant in front of her!

She hadn't hit them hard enough!