Seven, Fei Wu Yao Wo (down)

  As soon as the earth-shaking masterpiece "Elastro and her 1001 lovers" was published, everything else became very simple. Although Owo selflessly spent his own money to publish the book, which greatly promoted the popularity and reputation of a large number of people he didn't like, including Elastro, it's clear that no one is grateful to him. On the contrary, not only Elastro but also Kyuro and other victims in the series took up their wolf-toothed clubs and came from afar to repay kindness with enmity and fight against the reputation-ruining tentacle witch.

  In front of so many top-notch strongmen, no matter how powerful Owo was, he could only be defeated on the spot and eventually captured by Ilmuster. The angry strongmen originally wanted to chop Owo into a thousand pieces, but Owo was a lich, if they couldn't find the soul box that stored his soul, even if they killed him, he would quickly revive, which was really not satisfying. And asking Owo to voluntarily reveal the location of the soul box was even more impossible than asking a devourer not to eat.

  Under the intercession of some people, Owo narrowly escaped death once again and was even awarded a very honorable task: to go to the North Pole as the director of a polar meteorological station!

  To the victims, throwing Avvo, this lustful tentacle monster, to the North Pole and locking him up in a place where even women don't have any hair, as a living dead man for his whole life, is indeed a delightful thing. And there's no need to worry about him escaping or causing trouble in prison. If Avvo wants to talk too much, let him chat with the polar bears!

  After being subjected to a farewell ceremony of whips, clubs and magic by the strong, Owo, wearing a collar and cangue, finally set foot on the miserable road to the North Pole. Of course, due to concerns that he would harm women again, the government had taken thorough preventive measures in advance. The personnel of the weather station were extremely streamlined, streamlined to the point where there was only one dead person left, and there was no object for him to harm.

  And since the weather station only had Avo, a ghost who didn't need to eat or keep warm, all supplies of food and fuel were no longer needed. The government decided to stop sending any liaison ships to the Arctic from then on, and warned all whaling ships and expedition teams to stay away from the weather station. As a result, Avo had nothing to do except send a daily weather report via long-distance magic communication. No ship would come either.

  Outside the isolated weather station, there was only a desolate ice field, a cold sea, and a polar bear staring at him with drooling fat, even the sun was rarely seen. This extremely boring life made this fat old man almost go crazy.

  "I merely did some publicity for them. That bunch of stinky whores and **men actually exiled a great Taoist master like me to this godforsaken, barren place where not even grass grows for three whole years!"

  After being imprisoned here for several years, Owo was so bored that he couldn't help but talk to Phil about his "miserable experience". He condemned the big shots who "persecuted" him with extremely indignant language and conveniently pushed away the good things he had done.

  "Tell me, isn't this an outrageous thing?! These people who are jealous of me have forced me to leave my beloved laboratory, interrupting important research and halting the exploration of the world's truths. This is a huge loss for the entire magical community, leading to a serious setback in the progress of civilization..."

  This should be the gospel of women all over the world. Feili rolled her eyes and thought that Owo was entirely to blame for his own misfortune.

  "Hmm. I know why you're staying on this iceberg, but how did you get stuck here?" Owo continued to talk incessantly, and Fili hurriedly interrupted him. Pointing at the large ice block that had frozen his plump body, he asked his own question, "You're supposed to be a fairly skilled magician, so how did you manage to freeze yourself in there and can't get out? And what's with installing an anti-magic array on top of the bathroom?"

  "...this..." The enthusiastic speech was suddenly interrupted, which made Owo very displeased, but considering the reality of being frozen in the bathtub, he still answered Phil's question.

  "It's all Lavok's fault, he left without warning me that there was a permanent anti-magic array here." Owo rolled his eyes towards the ceiling. "And this anti-magic array will even auto-activate..."

  "Ravok? That ancient lich sorcerer who's even older than you? What is he doing here?"

  "He embezzled almost three million gold coins from the imperial treasury during his tenure as Chief Governor, and was then exiled here by the imperial government seven years ago." Ovo said with a shocking number in a nonchalant tone.

  "Spitting out his tongue, 'But later on because I came, so he should have already gone back to the capital.'"

  Nowadays, the great mages are all of poor character, either corrupt or abducting underage girls. No wonder the country is in such a mess. Phil felt like rolling her eyes again, thinking that the mage's magical abilities had no connection with their personal cultivation and political quality. Moreover, such serious crimes were only sentenced to a few years, which was really too cheap for them.

  "Wait, where was I? You rude fellow loves to interrupt. Oh right, it was the second day after I arrived here, because I felt very tired, so I boiled some water and planned to take a hot bath." Owo scrunched up his fat face, seemingly recalling something that made him extremely unhappy, "As a result, while soaking in the bath, I accidentally fell asleep. When I woke up, the bathwater had turned into ice, and the anti-magic array on the ceiling had activated itself! That damned old rascal Lavok! We've been friends for so many years, yet when he left, he didn't even mention a word to warn me..."

  That is to say, this fat old man has been frozen in the bathtub for three years. Feili rolled her eyes for the third time: I've never heard of a witch who also needs to sleep, and she didn't even notice that the water in the bathtub had frozen into ice, it's really hard to know what to say.

  "May I ask, was this room originally a bathroom?"

  "How could you! Lichor, that filthy guy hasn't taken a bath in thousands of years, and I spent the whole day renovating it myself!" Avvo seemed to take great pride in his cleanliness, although for an undead lich, hygiene didn't seem to hold much significance. "This place used to be Lichor's laboratory, it was so dirty and messy, what a chore to clean up!"

  It's the same with you, Wuyao. Those few bony frames are usually just wiped clean with a cloth to remove dust, and it seems that only you, among all the witches in the world, like taking baths so much. Others are even afraid of soaking their bones rotten.

  Feili patted his long gown and stood up from the floor. He had already figured out what was going on with this bear-like Owo.

  In the past, Lavoie was at a weather station where he estimated that some dangerous experiments had been done here, but the weather station was built on a moving glacier with an unstable foundation, and shocks often occurred. Therefore, it is not an ideal environment for doing experiments.

  To prevent the magical potions from exploding with severe consequences due to "ice shock", Lavok drew a trigger-type anti-magic array on the ceiling. Once the weather station shakes, the anti-magic array can be activated in time to stop the magical potion or device from reacting and avoid an irreparable disaster.

  However, the eccentric Owo came and turned this laboratory into a private bathroom. He then leisurely soaked in the bathtub until the bathwater froze without waking up. While he was asleep, the weather station experienced violent shaking, possibly due to the collapse of an iceberg from the polar ice sheet. As a result, the anti-magic array automatically started, causing Owo, who was frozen in the bathtub, to completely lose his ability to use magic and unable to escape from the ice block on his own.

  Under normal circumstances, it's not difficult to stop the operation of the anti-magic array. Just recite the operating password, or even simpler, poke a stick at it twice and the fragile anti-magic array will cease to function.

  However, the hapless Owo neither received the operating password from Lavoque nor removed the anti-magic array in time due to laziness. Moreover, when the anti-magic array was activated, he was frozen in the bathtub and couldn't move, with only his head exposed outside. He couldn't even stretch out a tentacle - a witch without magical abilities is quite vulnerable, basically equivalent to a muscular dystrophy patient. It's an impossible task for him to break the ice through physical strength alone.

  This led to a paradox: to escape the ice block, he had to use magic; to use magic, he had to stop the anti-magic array; and to stop the anti-magic array, he had to get out of the ice block first. This was clearly an unsolvable problem, like the chicken-and-egg question. Ovo lay in the frozen bathtub for three years thinking about it without finding a solution. Even a great wizard like him couldn't help but feel embarrassed to this extent.

  What's even more tragic is that, having completely lost the ability to use magic, he can't even commit suicide by explosion, and not even the desperate last resort of killing himself and relying on his life container to revive him works. If he hadn't met Fili, he would probably have been stuck in that ridiculous ice coffin forever, or waited patiently for the iceberg to melt completely so as to destroy the anti-magic array. But what if the place where the iceberg melts is some kind of magic-prohibited area? In that case, Owo would really be stuck there forever.