The first week of October.

Dinner, market research, work, research new enchantments, specializing in alchemy, submit a license application for 2 exams.

Jiang Han was immersed in the busyness of spells and surreality, like a stolen dream spinning top, spinning and dancing without stopping, falling into the usual concentration of mage characters.

Even the weight has lost 1 pound!

She found out that she was probably the type of witch who was more prone to fat and easier to lose weight.

The body structure and organs of witches are different from those of ordinary terrestrials, for example, they are oviparous creatures, but they still retain the uterus where the land-human women conceive life and store the mana liquid, as well as their stomachs. The digestive ability of this creature is also very terrifying, and the nutrients after digestion will be converted into the maintenance of the body and in a wonderful way, so far no witch can say a certain proportion to increase their magic value.

Maybe it's a tiny amount, maybe it won't necessarily grow 1 gallon of magic in a lifetime, but eating food does have such an effect.

And gaining weight is a rare thing for witches, often speaking, witches eat 5 kilograms of beef in one go, that is, there will be a significant increase in weight within a few hours, and after a few hours of complete digestion, they will lose weight again.

But there are also Jiang Han's kind, there are witches who will gain weight after overeating for a few weeks, although there are not many, but there are still them, so there will also be chubby girls among the witches, although this kind of chubby can be lost in more than a month of training and exercise.

She also took the time to learn the two spells of Vampire's Touch and Healer's Touch, and the advantages brought by her unique magic have become greater and greater, almost after using a spell, she perceives the spell according to the skills taught by Angelet, and after one or two times, she basically grasps the principle, as long as she is assisted by materials and models, she can quickly learn it by taking potions.

Touch spells can be cast through necromantic tentacles, which means that this powerful spell type erases a major shortcoming after having a touch spell!

As a mage-type creature, the witch has an extremely wide combat range, and even has been trained, and the witch with specialized long-range ability can perform precise spell pouring from tens of kilometers away. As a striking spell, only about 1 meter of the attack range is too pitiful, and after mastering the tentacles, it also has at least 10 to 20 meters of attack distance, encountering Jiang Han, Kraken and other magic power bottomless can even use tentacles to reach a range of 200 to 500 meters, suddenly from a close range to a medium and long-distance spell, it is also very practical.

For example, tying people up with tentacles and bursting a large number of striking spells in one breath can instantly suck a big witch dry.

This also leads to the fact that the tentacle witch has a very strong ability to turn the table, and other witches need to hit the finger of death directly to capture a spell of the level of palm yang fire explosion, while the tentacle witch generally speaking, only need to touch the opponent's body with the tentacle to have a high probability of turning the table.

Josephine is one of the most typical and miserable examples, in the arena, Josephine's gorgeous French-style plastic magic is extremely suppressive, and the Kraken, who often hits, can't raise his head, but is often touched by the Kraken's tentacles and is tragically overturned.

On the afternoon of October 3rd, Jiang Han transcribed an alchemy recipe he got from the Dragon Witch, which contained a method of making oil that could be activated by rune programming, and that mixing this oil with potion plants might be able to make the product Jiang Han wanted.

The door of the study was locked, and Jiang Han used the quill pen given by Jiang Miao to transcribe at the desk.

Miss Cuoyu is still working.

Old Comrade Jiang Xuan has finally been stuck in overtime recently, and Ms. Ye Keshu is running around in the folding space, as a half-official member of the arrangement and setting up a rest place for foreign witch groups.

Jiang Miao is in the library, and she has an exam tomorrow.

Jiang Han was the only one left in the family, oh, and a bear

She looked through the window and saw the bear practicing sprinting outside, and the corners of her mouth twitched and she rolled her eyes.

Bear, bear, that woman is Pandora, that woman is Delilah, she is full of lies and instigating you to exercise and lose weight, she is full of nonsense and calls me a music angel, sweet words are sad, my Xiong Jiang Han remembered that he wanted to learn the tune of the opening song of Les Miserables with Jiang Miao last night, but this guy smiled and said that the time had not yet come.

"Dear my comrade, you play the piano well, but the time has not yet come, please wait, please don't bother me to read." Jiang Han raised his throat, making his voice a little sharper, learning Jiang Miao's monologue, and suddenly laughed again as he spoke, his face was slightly red, "You also said help me compose, help me compose"

Since ancient times, there have been many scumbags and scumbags in the music industry, and Jiang Han thinks that this kind of words I compose for you are too flirtatious.

"Ah, I'm going to change Wu Xian's recipe tomorrow, I have to copy it cleanly," she woke up, holding her quill pen, and smoothly recorded the recipe in French, supplemented by Latin, and thought about how to translate it.

Generally speaking, witches can fully understand these words, but translating them into Chinese is more troublesome, and there are some subtle conceptual issues to consider.

Therefore, there are many witches who can read these mixed words, but only a few are willing to translate.

The reason why Jiang Han wants to translate is also because she has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"What should Desi translate into?"

Ding dong

As she thought, the doorbell rang.

So she flattered the plush slippers, tied the plush straps of her pajamas, cleaned her hands that were a little blackened by the ink with dry foam, and after a few seconds she opened the door and walked downstairs.

Ding-dong, ding-dong!

"Wait a minute, it's coming." Jiang Han pushed open the door.

Outside the door was a tall postman's witch in a green postman's uniform and cloth shoes on her feet, who smiled at her and took out a stack of letters from her bag:

"Comrade, your family's letter."

"Thank you very much for your service, comrade." After Jiang Han thanked him, he showed a dizzying smile, tilted his head, held his skirt in his left hand and made a dignified but provocative skirt ceremony, and gently closed the door when the other party's eyes were straight.

Closing the door, Jiang Han shook his body, pursed his lips and lifted his neckline:

"A stack of letters, I feel like I'm about to weigh half a catty"

She sat on the sofa in the living room with the letter in her arms, and recently after Miss Liang Cuoyu moved in, the food became very good, and after Jiang Miao moved in, she became a little more elegant as an artist.

But that's the price, everyone's letters came.

Jiang Han rubbed Yongjie's eyes, fortunately, Yongjie's eyes would not deteriorate because of a long time or looking at things, after all, the prefix does not have a kaleidoscope.

"Miss Liang Cuoyu's Oh, pink envelope, I didn't expect our little girl to be very popular." Jiang Han said six passes.

Sort all the pink letters, that is, love letters, and the like, first, and Jiang Han himself has about 20 letters.

Then there are blue, there are only 3 love letters Jiang Han on behalf of grievances, which may be caused by her ignorance of people, which is considered an accident. Comrade Jiang Xuan took 10 letters, and he couldn't see that this dwarf bean Ding actually had a lot of romantic debts, and Miss Liang Cuoyu was a good boy and only had 20 letters

Huh?

Jiang Han blinked, shook his head, and piled up the blue letters belonging to Liang Cuoyu, and Jiang Miao actually had 60 letters! And the signature comes from all over the world!

There are so many scumbags who play music, ha! We have one in our family, the Angel of Music? Heh, how many angels do you have Jiang Han puffed out his face and pushed the letter aside.

After that, there are various bills, invitations to witch activities, invitations to song and dance troupes, and letters from neighborhood committees to hold singing parties, and then letters from friends in white envelopes, and black letters that represent warnings.

On this day, there was only one black letter, and it was addressed to Jiang Han.

Signed:

Squirrel Committee