"Is...is that so? It's really...ahem."

For some reason, my words had no effect. Instead, Bidya's expression became more and more embarrassed. He pinched his sparse white beard and laughed dryly.

Just when I was about to ask Bidiya why he asked me to come here, suddenly, a beeping sound came from behind the giant bookshelf four to five meters high behind Bidiya. This familiar sound made me

I was confused for a while, and then gradually, it overlapped with the noise I heard every time I went to the door of Old Man Farah's house.

Then, I saw that Bidya changed from his humble and amiable demeanor, and his face suddenly became very ugly. He walked back and forth anxiously like an ant in a hot pot, and started shouting, as if he had completely forgotten the relationship between Jeluka and me.

exist.

"It's not good, it's not good, it's going to explode, it's going to explode. It's strange, which link made the mistake? Could it be the formula that old Farah gave me... This bastard, I have to tear his

Don’t show such an old face!!”

I:"……"

"Oops, Elder Fan, leave here quickly and hide outside, the experiment is about to explode."

Bidiya, who suddenly remembered the existence of the two of us, raised his head in panic and urged us.

I left in a panic with Jeluka. Although an explosion of this magnitude is nothing to me, it is just like a piece of shit. You have nothing to lose if you touch it, but who wants to suffer this for no reason?

Sin?

"Is it okay for you to stay alone? President Bidiya." Before closing the door, I looked back and saw this scene. Bidiya kicked the bookshelf away with a very powerful kick, revealing the hidden book behind it.

There are many test instruments emitting bubbles and smoke on the test bench.

"It's okay, it's not a big problem, I'm used to it."

Bidya, who was stuck in the laboratory, just looked at me without looking back.

"..."

Looking at Bidya's tall and thin figure, I slowly closed the door and sat down with my back against him.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

I counted the time. If it were old Farah, it would be almost time now.

While I was thinking this, there was a booming explosion from the door behind me. As I expected, the door was very strong. Although it was almost deformed by the explosion airflow, it still didn't let a trace of the energy of the explosion escape.

The entire Mages Guild trembled a few times, that's all.

This...should I say this?

I glanced at Jeluka who was sitting with her back leaning against another door. She looked like she was about to yawn out of boredom and muttered something in a low voice.

"It's like this in the clan, and it's like this on the human side as well. All the mages in the world are one family."

"..." I looked away, tears streaming down my face.

Guessing that the aftermath of the explosion had subsided, I opened the door again and carefully poked my head in to confirm Bidya's survival.

In the huge study room, the huge bookshelves that were originally neatly arranged were tilted here and there, books and scrolls were scattered everywhere, the books were in a mess, and thick smoke was everywhere, like a battlefield where an extremely fierce war had just been fought.

"Cough, cough, cough... damn."

An unusually obvious sound sounded from the wall next to me. I looked along and found Bidya's figure. He was probably blown away by the strong explosion and hit the wall on the opposite side. He was covered in black and coughing.

But it seemed that he was fine. He stood up from the ground neatly and patted the blackened mage robe on his body as if nothing had happened. Suddenly he remembered something, pinched the sparse beard on his chin, moved his fingers one by one, and then showed regret.

The expression of indifference seemed to indicate that he had been sacrificed in the explosion.

As expected of being a classmate of Old Farah, he has almost the same virtues. Now I just pray that Bidiya can at least be better than Old Farah in terms of character and integrity.

"President Bidya, are you okay?"

"It's okay... Ahem, things often make Elder Fan laugh."

Bidiya took out his handkerchief and wiped his darkened face. Seeing that he couldn't hide the matter, he had no choice but to tell the truth.

"Actually, I was doing an experiment just now, and at the last critical moment, I heard that Elder Fan was coming. I couldn't walk away for a while, so I had to bother the elder to come over in person. After completing all the steps in a hurry, I didn't want the distinguished guests to see these unpleasant things.

There were things on the countertop, so I used bookshelves to cover them up. Unexpectedly, the experiment ended up..."

After saying that, the old man let out a long sigh. I don't know whether he was lamenting the failure of the experiment or letting us see this embarrassing scene.

"President Bidiya, there is no need to feel sorry. I'm used to it, at Farah's place."

I didn't know what expression to show at this time, so I just laughed a few times.

"Old Farana... ahem, that guy? Although that guy is a magic genius, he is always thinking about weird things in his mind. His experiments often go in the wrong direction. He has had humanoid self since he was a student.

Nicknames like Fireball."

Oh, it turns out that old Farah has such a dark history, which is good news. I immediately turned my brain, which had little space, to remember this sentence firmly. I can sell the news to Mu Aiao Donggua first. Although this guy is stingy

, but the scandals about my old enemy Farah always opened up the tight purse strings. On the contrary, the same goes for old man Farah. I made money from these two stingy old men just by selling their exclusive information to each other.

Has many benefits.

"Speaking of this experiment, it's because that guy sent me an inexplicable experimental formula a few days ago. I don't know if he was trying to trick me."

Bidya cursed angrily, took out a parchment scroll from his sleeve and handed it to me.

I couldn't understand the magic formulas listed above that were even higher than the high numbers, but the eye-catching title at the top of the scroll didn't hinder my understanding of it. There were several big characters written there.

The third feasible solution on how to change the eating habits of the Sinking Demon from a carnivorous monster to a vegetarian monster!

"..."

This title is full of complaints... What should I say? President Bidiya, although there is nothing wrong with old man Farah being idle and having a hard time, but he followed him in his mischief and followed the method on the scroll without hesitation.

You, the experimenter, are really bored.

"Elder Fan, don't you think this is a good idea? Think about it, in Camp Rogge, the biggest casualties to civilians every year are these hungry fallen demons everywhere, right? Imagine the human bones boiling in their pots

, don’t you feel sad? As long as this experiment is successful, wouldn’t it be able to greatly reduce civilian casualties?”

Bidiya didn't seem to notice my sad expression now, and explained enthusiastically.

"Wait a minute, President Bidiya, let me understand what you mean first." I stretched out my hand to stop Bidiya from continuing, and pressed my temple that was about to explode.

"The idea between you and Farah is to develop something that will change the eating habits of the Sinking Demon - the Sinking Demon will change from a carnivore to a vegetarian - the Sinking Demon who does not eat meat will no longer be interested in civilians - the number of civilian casualties will be greatly reduced.

That’s right.”

"Well, Elder Fan is right."

Bidiya nodded hesitantly, such a simple reasoning, do you still need to say it?

"Then I would like to ask President Bidiya, hard-skinned rats eat meat and are vegetarians. Do they eat humans?"

"A tough-skinned rat? It's not difficult for me. Although it also eats meat, this kind of monster is generally a vegetarian. It doesn't eat much. It likes shady places. It often lurks in the bushes. Its attack method is to shoot out the body.

Spikes..."

"Well, okay, I understand, then let me ask another question." Seeing that Bidiya had a tendency to talk endlessly, I quickly interrupted.

“Do crusty rats eat people?”

"At least no such sign has been found so far." This time, Bidiya learned the lesson and answered concisely.

"So last question, do tough-skinned rats kill people?"

"Of course, among the monsters scattered around Rogge's camp, apart from the Sinking Demon, most civilians died from their needles."

"So in other words, whether the fallen demon eats vegetarian food or meat has nothing to do with whether it kills people, right? Even if it changes to a vegetarian diet, there is no guarantee that they will not kill people. On the contrary, without the burden of food, maybe

They will kill harder and crazier."

Bidiya was stunned for a moment, then suddenly he suddenly grabbed the scroll from my hand and tore it into pieces.

"Farah, you old man, how dare you mislead me, I'm not done with you!!"

"..."

Why did Bidiya stumble here when most ordinary people can figure out this kind of problem? I think from the beginning, his interest in the experiment was far greater than the purpose of the experiment, so he was easily dismissed.

Old Man Farah was deceived by his language. Speaking of which, what does "gai san" after the name of the formula mean? Should I complain about these two words at the same time?

"Ahem, President Bidia, let's talk about business first. Isn't it possible that you asked us to come just to observe your experiments?"

Seeing that Bidiya was still going crazy, I couldn't help but cough heavily.

"Of course not. Look at me, I forgot about this when I was angry. Come on, come on, you two sit down first."

Bidiya looked around and found to his embarrassment that not even a single intact chair could be found in the entire study.

"It's okay to sit down. What's the matter with President Bidya asking us to come?"

"That's it. I want your Excellency, Elder, to help me with something. Is that possible?"

"Yes, yes, but I don't know what it is?"

I asked curiously, if it is a general attribute, with the Mage Guild's in-depth research on long-distance teleportation magic arrays, even the World Stone teleportation array has benefited a lot. Now general letters and other things can be easily done.

The delivery is more convenient and faster than [Beep] express delivery. Unlike before, when I returned to the camp from Lu Gaoyin, many mages asked me to take letters back with me.

I hold a thick stack of letters from Cong in my arms, which is the best proof.

So far, the only things that cannot be carried back conveniently are some large items, such as the rickety bookshelves around, or living things, as large as snow-capped mammoths, as small as dead dogs, and even fleas.
To be continued...