Early the next morning, Dorothy rode her broom to Brewster College. On that familiar and humble campus, she saw her teacher for the first time in a long time.

"Teacher, good morning, you are finally out of seclusion."

Dorothy jumped off her broom and said hello.

"Well, originally I wasn't so quick, but I received a commission that I couldn't refuse, so I had to come out early."

Noelles nodded and answered somewhat unnaturally.

To be honest, facing this apprentice who was looking at her with stern eyes, as if a widow in her wolf-like age had met a strong man, the Spider Witch felt extremely stressed.

During this period of time, she has really worked hard to compile teaching materials, but this kind of thing really can't be done quickly. After all, she really regards Dorothy as a disciple who inherits her own skills, and she can't wait to pour her money directly into her.

The kind of teaching, so the teaching materials must be refined and must not be perfunctory.

Naturally, striving for excellence requires sacrificing efficiency. In the past month or so, she has only been able to use the teaching materials for the intensive courses after completing the basic courses.

The outlines for the next elite courses, professional courses, master classes, etc. have just been written out.

Of course, the teaching materials of this intensive course are more than ten times more than the content of the previous basic course. If you teach a normal little witch, it will be enough for a person to study for ten or twenty years. After all, after studying this intensive course, you will basically

He is already a qualified puppet master and architect.

However, when she thought that this precious apprentice had completed the basic lessons that it took others several years to learn in the past few days, and not only completed the lessons, but also modified and optimized the terrifying talents, Noelle Rose couldn't help but swallowed nervously.

Damn it, normally when students meet their teachers, shouldn’t they be the ones who are afraid that the teacher will check their homework? Why am I the teacher so nervous now? What’s wrong with this?

Teacher Spider thought a little depressed.

She didn't know how long this intensive course would last this time, but she hoped it would last a month or two, which would leave some time for her to continue writing subsequent elite courses.

Of course, while she was slightly depressed, Noel Rose was more happy in her heart. After all, how could a qualified teacher not feel gratified and happy when he saw that his disciples were so good and would surely outshine others?

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Therefore, although she was still a little uneasy at the moment, Teacher Spider nodded very gently and calmly on the surface, and then asked the disciples in front of her in a dignified manner about the homework she had left before the retreat.

"Dorothy, I have asked you to practice it many times before. You must know that both puppetry and architecture are skills that require more practice to learn. Just reading and studying rotely is not enough. You have built everything during this time.

What kind of building and how many puppets were made?”

Noelles asked.

Naturally, Dorothy didn't panic about this, she was already prepared for it.

Therefore, the otaku witch even impatiently took out a large stack of reports as thick as a dictionary from her magic bag, then placed them heavily in the hands of Teacher Spider, and finally said with some trepidation.

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"Teacher, what you said is so right. I was young and frivolous before, and I had such arrogant ideas about puppetry and architecture. But after I actually practiced it a few times, I realized that I was still too arrogant.

I am young, and I am ashamed to say that, although I have tried and practiced many times during this period, several construction sites have not been fully completed, and I am not satisfied with some of the barely completed works."

"Teacher, I feel that my knowledge reserve is still too small after all. I should continue to recharge my batteries. This is the puzzling point I have encountered during this period of practice. Please teach me, teacher."

Dorothy said happily. As she spoke, her eyes towards the teacher in front of her became even more intense.

Well, this time it was almost like an old bachelor who had been single for decades met the goddess who was shyly waiting for him.

Noelle Rose: "...."

Teacher Spider, who originally wanted to be a bit dignified as a teacher, looked at the thick stack of reports in her hand, each one filled with written reports, and then looked at the extremely sincere disciples in front of her. She was dumbfounded.

No, I only stayed in seclusion for less than a month. It didn’t last for ten or eight years. It’s just such a small amount of time. Dorothy, even if you try to get started, you should only be able to complete one or two works at most.

, as for writing such a thick report?

And it shouldn't be. With this child's talent, how could there be so many problems with just a few "little practices"?

Well, the kid must be talking about being young. This may be just a detailed engineering report, not a problem set.

The purple-haired and eight-eyed witch teacher thought to herself, and then she glanced at the first page of the written report.

""Experimental Report on Reshaping the World of Natural Death at the Core of the World"? What the hell is this?"

Teacher Spider frowned.

She was very sure that she was correcting students' homework, rather than attending a knowledge exchange meeting for top architects. Why did such a high-end topic of reshaping the world suddenly appear?

She was a little disbelieving and flipped through the second page.

"Statistics on Maximizing the Efficiency of Wonder Building Materials"?

"..."

The third page.

"On the Design of War City Protective Walls".

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"Commenting on the Difficulties in Construction of Transformed Fortress City".

...

"A Hundred and Eight Thousand Little Secrets You Must Know to Build the Sun".

.......

Teacher Spider's hand holding the report began to tremble a little. She couldn't help but look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, thinking about whether she should worship this apprentice as her teacher.

This is nothing. She, a master of puppetry and architecture who has been in the industry for more than a hundred years, has never personally accepted several large projects of this level. It’s not that she is not strong enough or famous, it’s just that she can’t find such a generous person.

Just an investor boss.

So, my good apprentice, please teach me how to take orders. I also want to take over so many big orders in one month that I can make a profit for a hundred years.

Forget it, you can't bow your head now. Once you bow your head, tears of envy, jealousy and hatred will fall.

On the side, Audrey, who had always been so transparent, looked at her second aunt like this and couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering, her smile was as charming as a fox who had successfully stolen a chicken.

Oh, no, she was originally a fox.

Hee hee hee, forgive my second aunt, don't blame me for not ventilating you in advance. Who told you that if you didn't have the contact information of your senior sister, you wouldn't even be able to remember that you have a niece like me?

Well, I didn't even remember that I actually had a second aunt.

Behind Audrey's plump and tight peach buttocks, the nine furry fox tails swayed, showing her inner joy at this time.

Then, the little fox turned to look at her senior sister. But at this look, she couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked behind her senior sister with some doubts and curiosity.

emm. What's going on? Why is senior sister carrying a coffin behind her back?

That thing should be a coffin, right?

Looking at the wood-inlaid gold coffin with several thick iron chains tied to its surface and filled with abundant magic power, the little fox rubbed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"Senior sister, are you playing with the Eastern corpse-raising technique? This must be the direction of your new research on puppetry."

After Audrey thought hard for a while, she controlled the little fox puppet beside her and asked.

Well, the reason why my senior sister performs this kind of performance art must have a deep meaning.

Teacher Spider, who was looking up at the sky and feeling a little embarrassed, secretly glanced down at the coffin behind her apprentice. In fact, she had seen it before, but she just didn't have the nerve to ask.

After all, although Dorothy is a child with no talent to speak of, her clothing taste is the same as when she was young.

Noelle Rose thought of the various fancy clothes she wore when she was a second grade student in middle school, and couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body. She was so embarrassed that she wanted to immediately dig out a strange building with her toes.

However, it is normal for young people to have a little personality. Dorothy is also at the age where she likes to be unconventional and independent, and likes to use this to show her uniqueness. It is normal to wear some strange clothes.

Moreover, why didn’t I think of carrying a coffin on my back at that time?

Teacher Spider thought with some annoyance.

She suddenly seemed really handsome now, at least much more handsome than when she was young and liked to tie herself up in bandages.

Coffin bearers, how awesome they are. After killing someone, they just stuff the body into the coffin and carry it away. This is a one-stop service.

Moreover, in addition to collecting corpses for enemies, coffins are also really practical for puppet masters. The huge internal space means greater space expansion possibilities. If designed well, a coffin can fit a whole person into it.

The whole army of puppets goes in.

When the time comes to face the enemy, the lid of the coffin is lifted, and the overwhelming sea of ​​puppets floods over. It will be extremely handsome.

The more Noah Rose thought about it, the more reasonable it became. Her eyes were shining, thinking about carrying the whole coffin when she went back later.

Of course, this kind of plagiarism of her own student's creativity is not easy to be discovered. No matter what, although her body is in the school, a bunch of puppet clones are in the outside world. She is going to go out in the coffin-carrying puppet avatar this time to have fun.

only.....

"Soul-nurturing wood, immortal gold, eternal lock, soul-suppressing nail, sleeping orb, phoenix magic iron... Is this coffin a bit too luxurious?"

Teacher Spider distinguished the material of the coffin behind her apprentice. Even she, who was about to reach the top, felt that this was a bit outrageous.

These are all top-grade materials, and you just used them to make a coffin?

Wouldn't it be nice to use these materials to customize a legendary staff or create a top-notch shirt?

Noelle Rose, who has always been worried about funding for her scientific research, doesn't quite understand the thoughts of these little rich women nowadays.

But think about it, Dorothy is the only daughter of Senior Sister Longwang, so she is really not short of money.

Damn it, I really envy you, senior sister. Why did I study puppetry and architecture, two lucrative majors, in the first place? Obviously I am not bad at making money, but I still don’t make enough money to spend. After so many years of hard work, I’m stunned.
To be continued...