Ke Wen should have thought of it long ago. He had shown his research results to President Makarov before. At that time, the other party had a serious expression, but said words that he did not understand.

After all, this old man is too unmotivated and never studies magic.

Rubbing his forehead helplessly, Ke Wen shook his head, sighed and said, "Forget it, I'll just make a temporary result for you to see..."

President Makarov immediately nodded repeatedly: "Hmm, do you need me to do something?"

"No, it's just a temporary thing. I have enough materials."

As Cowen spoke, he took out the suitcase from his pocket and opened it.

Then the two got into the box together and started tinkering in the studio.

After more than two hours, Ke Wen made a seal.

"Successful!"

Ke Wen looked at the seal in his hand happily, and said in a cheerful tone: "Next, we can try the results!"

"How to do?"

President Makarov was also looking forward to it, and immediately asked: "Is it enough to print it on the body?"

"That's right!" Ke Wen moved his gaze down, looked at President Makarov and said, "How about the old man? Do you want to be the first to try?"

"Of course!" President Makarov lowered his head while responding, and after looking at himself, he lifted up the clothes on his body, revealing the guild emblem printed on his heart.

"Is it okay to directly cover it?" President Makarov asked.

"Can."

Ke Wen nodded and squatted down. After carefully comparing the seal on President Makarov's body, he raised his hand and printed the new emblem on top of each other.

President Makarov didn't feel any discomfort, but only found that there was a magic power left in the emblem.

Touching the emblem curiously, President Makarov asked, "Won't this magic power be dissipated by the magic power on me?"

"No." Ke Wen explained with a smile: "This emblem is a combination of 'law', 'text' and 'spiritual' magic. Unless it is used in the right way, it will not Destroyed by any external force situation."

"Well, it's remarkable." President Makarov nodded, then put down his clothes, and covered the emblem again.

Then he asked, "So what should I do now?"

"Use magic power to stimulate the emblem, and at the same time say the password." Ke Wen pointed with great anticipation: "The password is the name of our guild, read it in the pronunciation of 'rune characters'."

President Makarov nodded and immediately followed suit. Using the magic power in his body, he slightly clashed with the part where the emblem was located, and then slowly read out the password: "Fairy Tail."

The next moment, a virtual magical light screen suddenly projected from the emblem under President Makarov's clothes.

"Ah this..."

President Makarov was taken aback for a moment, then turned around uncomfortably, causing the magic interface to move accordingly.

Seeing this, President Makarov couldn't help but said with some embarrassment: "Will this cause trouble to people?"

"How could I leave this defect." Ke Wen responded with a smile, and then reminded: "Grandpa, wrap the magic power around your hands, and then try to touch the screen."

President Makarov immediately followed suit, and as he moved, the magic light screen immediately began to move following his palm.

Under Kewen's guidance, Chairman Makarov placed the light screen at random, and tried to zoom in and out of the light screen again.

Quite satisfied, he operated the interface a little clumsily, and looked at the various program icons on the light screen.

Video calls, audio and video playback, databases, magic knowledge bases, task libraries, Warcraft data, herbal medicine data, and calculation programs.

Compared with the "fairy terminal" placed in the bar, the "personal terminal" now has a more detailed differentiation program.

President Makarov clicked and used each icon, and after nearly half an hour, he couldn't help but nodded in admiration.

After restoring the interface, President Makarov raised his head and asked Ke Wen beside him, "How do I cancel this thing?"

"Just interrupt the magic power around the emblem." Cowen responded.

President Makarov did as he did, controlling the magic power circulating in his body to temporarily avoid the position of the emblem, and soon, the magic screen in front of him disappeared.

Trying to activate it again with magic power, the magic screen appeared, and President Makarov smiled and praised: "It's a great thing, but there are some aspects that need to be revised."

"Oh?" Ke Wen was taken aback. He didn't expect that the other party could propose improvement suggestions, so he immediately asked, "What needs to be modified?"

"Database and mission library." President Makarov reached out and pointed at the two icons: "You overlooked one thing. Some data and missions are only eligible for 'S-level' to understand."

Ke Wen was stunned, and immediately nodded and said: "That's right, then I'll add another permission restriction later."

In terms of technology, President Makarov didn't understand, so he didn't continue talking, but asked other things: "What should this thing be called? Is this on me the final product?"

"Let's call it 'Personal Fairy Terminal'." Ke Wen didn't bother to think of a name, so he casually named it and said, "The one on your body is not considered the final product, and the last step is still missing."

"What is it?" President Makarov asked.

"I still need a huge 'magic crystal'." Ke Wen picked up the temporary seal he made, gestured for a while and explained: "The magic power inside the emblem printed by the seal cannot last too long, so I need to create a source of mana that will continuously provide mana for everyone's 'personal terminal emblem'."

"Why not make it like that..."

President Makarov organized the language, but he couldn't think of any good term, so he said bluntly: "It's the kind that allows everyone to provide magic power by themselves."

"That's too troublesome." Ke Wen shook his head and explained patiently: "Everyone's magic power is different. If you follow the way you said, I have to go to everyone's magic power. Investigate, and then make an emblem of the corresponding attribute."

"Well, that's how it is." President Makarov suddenly realized.

"That's why I need to make a huge source of magic power." Ke Wen put the temporary seal on the table casually, and then said: "I'm afraid I have to trouble you this time, old man. It's better than the one from last time." The magic spar' is bigger."

President Makarov didn't respond immediately, but folded his left arm over his chest and pinched his beard with his right hand to think.

Lowering his head and frowning, President Makarov kept paced in the open space of the studio, thinking seriously.

Ke Wen was a little puzzled seeing this, but he didn't bother, but waited quietly aside.

After a while, Chairman Makarov raised his head and took a deep breath.

Staring at Ke Wen with a serious face, a solemn sense of oppression appeared on President Makarov's body, and then he said in a deep voice: "Ke Wen! Follow me to a place!"

Ke Wen was slightly taken aback. It was rare to see President Makarov so solemn, so he nodded in response: "Good old man."

President Makarov said no more, and beckoned Ke Wen to climb out of the suitcase together, then walked out of the office, and walked down the stairs all the way.

After reaching the basement, President Makarov did not stop, but led Ke Wen into a utility room.

After removing all the sundries, President Makarov took a deep breath and stretched out his hands towards the wall. The next moment, the wall changed shape rapidly, and an old wooden door appeared.

"Huh?"

Ke Wen couldn't help being surprised, because he didn't perceive any traces covered by magic before. This kind of phantom magic is very powerful.

When he thought of it, he asked, so he asked President Makarov who was staring at the wooden door in a daze, "Master, what kind of magic is this? Why haven't I seen it in the library?"

Hearing this, President Makarov finally came back to his senses, sighed and shook his head: "From the second generation onwards, that magic book has been destroyed, and a rule has been established that it will only be handed down to the past presidents. between."

Ke Wen was stunned, and asked softly: "Is it to prevent people from discovering this place?"

"Yeah." President Makarov nodded solemnly, "You can say that."

"Then is this..." Ke Wen raised his finger to the wooden door: "Master, if it's not necessary, let's not continue, shall we?"

Kewen already knew what was behind the wooden door, but he didn't have any idea about that thing, so he didn't want to break the rules of the guild because of himself.

President Makarov couldn't help chuckling gratifiedly when he heard this, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, I am the president, and I have the right to make changes to the regulations."

"Okay, let's continue."

As President Makarov said, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the wooden door, revealing a downward staircase corridor inside.

After the wooden door was opened, the 'magic lamps' lit up one after another, illuminating the entire winding staircase corridor.

President Makarov entered the wooden door first and stepped on the downward steps, while Ke Wen hesitated at the door for a moment before stepping in to follow. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

With a 'bang' sound, the wooden door behind him closed automatically, and then a wave of weak magic power rose up, causing phantom magic to appear on the wooden door again.

Ke Wen glanced back, then retracted his gaze, followed President Makarov's smaller figure, and continued to go down the stairs all the way.

During the march, President Makarov couldn't help but reminded: "Kevin, I have one thing to ask you."

"You say."

"What you saw and heard today..." President Makarov took a deep breath, and then said in a serious tone: "Go out after that, don't tell anyone, anyone!"

Ke Wen looked at the back of the other party, nodded and responded seriously: "Yeah!"

President Makarov didn't say anything anymore. Not long after, the two reached the end of the stairs and stopped before another wooden door...

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