Chapter 2274 - A Flex From the King of the Rising Generation of Female Soldiers

"This fellow…" With a frown on her face, Xi watched Vicki, who laid with her arms and legs sprawled out on her bed as she smiled with satisfaction.

She did not want to meet Vicki's troupe members, so she could only let her stay in the battleship and wait for her to become sober and leave on her own.

On top of that, she also wanted to remind Vicki not to get too close to Mag when she was sober.

Although he did not seem like a bad person, this concerned the two worlds and the bigger picture was more important than whether the person was good or not.

Vicki's identity was a little special. She could get in contact with things that most of the union residents in the Underground City could not. This also meant that she was in control of the real core secret of the Underground City.

Although she was also restricted by the regulations to keep the Underground City a secret, Xi could not help but worry if she would be able to keep the secret with her alcohol tolerance.

"Come… one more shot! Lord Alex, you're so impressive…" Vicki mumbled. She flipped over and let out a happy squeal.

Xi resisted the urge to pull out her recorder and covered Vicki up with a thin blanket. She turned to exit the room and went into her office.

It was time to write in her daily diary again.

Observer's Diary:

** Day, Sunny…

***

Mag brought Irina around the magic beast mountain range to experience the joy of hunting. The assault rifle was put to silent mode and they chose the more agitated magic beasts as their targets.

After shooting a few rounds to get used to the rifle, Irina quickly got the know-how of how to use the rifle. She locked on to her target and glanced over as she opened fire. Her kill rate was almost 100%.

Mag was alone in the corner for quite a while before he silently gave her a thumbs up.

Some things really required talent.

Although he was a man and seemed to be more suitable to handle a gun, his skills could not be compared to Irina, who was very talented.

"It seems pretty easy." Irina put the assault rifle down and asked Mag, "Is this the usual standard for those who play with this for the first time?"

The corner of Mag's lips twitched. This was in no way the standard of a first-timer! What a flex from the king of the rising generation of female soldiers!

"You are very talented in using a gun," Mag said with a smile.

"The power of this gun far exceeded my expectations. If it's a normal human being who is using this gun, as long as they are professionally trained and could find the suitable spot to lock on to their target, they could totally kill an unguarded 10th-tier powerhouse." Irina looked at the gun in her hand and said seriously, "The capabilities of the Underground City seemed to far exceed my expectations."

Mag nodded. "If it was the Underground City that was the intruder instead of the Army of the Dead, we would not be able to win."

Their battleship alone could greatly impact the Norland Continent, much less their machine guns and mechanized soldiers.

"How do we defend against their intrusion in that case?" Irina asked.

"Hmm… we don't have to think about that for the time being because we have no way to defend against them at all." Mag shook his head with a smile. "Let's not be hostile towards them and don't see them as our enemy. We should not even let a fourth person on the Norland Continent, other than you, me, and Gina, know about the existence of the Underground City. That way, the Norland Continent would not be put in danger.

"The Underground City initiated the division with the Norland Continent and imposed segregation between the two. It would be sufficient to just maintain the status quo."

Irina nodded thoughtfully and seemed to be reassured.

"Are we still playing for a while longer or going back?" Mag asked.

"Let's go back. It's enough to know what this is and how powerful it is but I still prefer a direct battle." Irina passed the rifle back to Mag.

Mag suddenly imagined Irina holding a folding chair in her hand and found the image rather funny.

Back in the restaurant, after the two showered together, a few rounds of battle, and making the bed endure a pressure it should not, they went to sleep with satisfaction.

***

The next morning, Mag woke up early and after finishing up with the morning operations, he went to Hope School.

The main part of the holistic building was completed. The decorations on the interior and exterior walls were going on at the same time.

The best carpenters among the Night Elves made the roofs, railings, and other details very cute, interesting, and as beautiful as a piece of artwork.

"Mr. Mag, the construction work can be completed tonight. We will remove all barricades and other items overnight. Do you need us to help with placing the furniture inside?" the leader of the construction team asked Mag.

"It's been hard on all of you. I wouldn't trouble you to put the furniture in." Mag nodded. One could tell that the Night Elves were professional through and through from how they completed the work a day before the deadline.

As for things like teaching tools, Mag ordered them directly from the System. All he needed was the venue to be ready and the System could deliver and place the goods for him there.

Therefore, it would be better for no one to be around so he would not have to go through the trouble of explaining.

Mag did not walk around the campus in case he affected everyone's work. However, when he walked out of the school gate, he met someone familiar.

"Boss Mag, what are you doing here?!" Vivian greeted him with a smile as she walked over, in shock at seeing a rare guest.

"I'm here to supervise." Mag pointed in the direction of the construction.

"I heard from Luna. You are opening a chef's course and you even built your own chef's holistic building. That takes a lot of money." Vivian took a step forward and asked cheekily, "Can I listen in?"

"Are you attending Hope School too? Aren't you too old?" Mag asked in shock.

Vivian stamped her feet in anger. "I'm a teacher! Not a student!"

"Oh, you're Teacher Vivian." Mag smiled. "You're welcome to listen in. However, I can't guarantee that you will understand."

"Don't worry. I am very talented at cooking. This is a well-established fact in our family," Vivian said confidently.

Mag did not quite believe her. After all, Michael was so busy with work that he definitely would not cook. Besides, the City lord's wife did not seem like a wealthy lady who cooks. In that case, there was not much value in the established fact of being a talented chef in a family of three.

However, since Vivian was interested in listening to him teach, he would not reject her.

A fan would be a fan. Who could choose their fans?

"Are you here for a trial class?" Mag changed the topic.

"Oh! I'm here to listen in on a class, oh no, I'm going to be late!" Vivian smacked her forehead and quickly dashed into the school, not forgetting to turn around and bid Mag goodbye. "Bye Boss Mag! I'm coming over for dinner tonight!"

Mag watched Vivian, who did not seem very smart, as she left. After that, he rode off leisurely on his bicycle.

He did not rush back to the restaurant. Instead, he went over to Scheer's and asked her for some experienced engineers. He was preparing to build a machinery college for Hope School.

Technology makes life better and machinery would be the cornerstone of technology.

Mag wanted some of the children in Hope School to have some hands-on experience with the highest technology in the Norland Continent so that they could join in on projects and might even have the chance to lead some.