Dongdongdongdong, when Donnie struggled to get up, the sudden knock on the door interrupted "Carl"'s "self-introduction", causing the two to turn their eyes to the door at the same time.

I saw the invigilator wearing a classical magic robe looking at them expressionlessly in front of the door of the crumbling walls.

Donnie's face was still numb, but he couldn't help but complain in his heart that as a mage responsible for the discipline and safety of this magic tower, you actually waited until the danger was lifted before you arrived! Is it really like the TV series "Sky TV" and "Lentart TV" that the police or the Knights are always late?

The gray-haired necromancer held a notebook with a black cover in his hand, swept over the two of them indifferently, swept over the shattered monster and the stitched corpse, and while recording, he recited: "The mutated stitched corpse has refined the stitched corpse close to the level of the Great Knight with most low-level materials, which exceeded the best level in previous years, but the refined stitched corpse is not controlled and the corresponding score must be deducted."

"Ordinary suturing corpses can fully utilize the ability of the 'mmmy arm'. Its strength is equivalent to a formal knight, who can withstand mutated suturing corpses twice. For magic apprentices, this is a rare finished product, and this suturing corpse is completely under the absolute control of the refiner..."

Donnie was stunned when he heard this. He had been watching the accident just now. But why didn't he take action? Have confidence in "Carl"? Or take the opportunity to identify our level of suture corpse?

"So, there is no problem with our extra test?" Originally named Blaise, but he called himself Carl's boy, asked with a gentle expression, "Actually, when I was refining, I added part of the concept of 'Original Body'. I wanted ordinary stitching corpses to reflect relevant ideas, and integrate the ability to fly, which can be done in actual operation..."

He explained his refining ideas in a stuttering way. When Donnie heard it, the corners of his mouth twitched. If you don’t say what you originally thought, then now it is a successful mutated stitching corpse. It will definitely pass the assessment. But according to your real plan and experimental plan, this is an experimental accident. Not only does it have the ability to fly, it has become a strange product that combines death and strange power! Can such things be said casually?

The necromancer at the door had a pair of slightly cloudy amber eyes. At this time, he lowered his eyes, blocked his pupils, and continued to say calmly: "Being able to refine these two suture corpses means that you have no problem with the identification of the materials."

Donnie woke up at this time. The parchment paper that he wrote down the identification result had rotted into ashes under the monster's aura of death. Fortunately, the teacher recognized his sewn corpse and judged the identification result in reverse.

"Your specific results will be announced together with the basic subjects, and you will check it yourself." The Necromancer put away his notebook, ignored Carl's move to share his ideas, turned around and walked out. Suddenly, he paused and said, "It is indeed much more useful to shout 'help' at a critical moment than to resist without hopelessness..."

After a moment of brushing, Donnie's face turned red. His shouting was so shrill, even more sharp than the girls who were scared by ghosts in general school. I usually claim to be calm and perseverance.

However, the upsurge of blood also resolved the paralysis around him, making him struggle to get up.

"Hey, I'm so sorry. I just introduced myself and forgot to help you up. How about it? I'm not hurt? I'm moving my hands and feet, shaking my body to see if there are any hidden problems." Carl's silver-purple eyes faded away, like a quiet lake rippling gently, rippling with rippling waves, and gentle tranquility. Donnie subconsciously closed his eyes. It was so beautiful, it would be better to just listen to the sound, otherwise he would not be able to curse this world.

"Your expression tells me that your spirit has been greatly impacted, but I have observed the mutated suture corpse before. Apart from the shock of death, it should not have a mental impact. Is there any problem that I have not seen? Uh..." Carl suddenly woke up and scratched the back of his head, "Haha" laughed, "It should be just a frightened. By the way, my self-introduction was interrupted by the invigilator. My name is Blaze. This is the name given by my father. In the common term, it means 'happy person', but I prefer..."

Donnie quickly interrupted him: "Carl, well, I know you like others to call you that."

"Very good! You are the first person to accept my new name so quickly." Carl narrowed his eyes with a smile, and the corners of his mouth were raised. "My biggest goal at present is to become a real man. By the way, I don't know what your name is? I see your magic robe should be a student of "Heart of Nature"? Are there many elves in it? Last time I went to the Straup Forest as a guest, the Elves told me that more and more elves are in love with our human lives and are willing to seek a sustainable development path of harmonious coexistence between social development and nature conservation..."

"My name is Donnie." Donnie felt so awkward when he heard the magnetic man's voice. Lady, no, classmate, it would be great if you didn't speak. When you stood there quietly, it was such a quiet and moving scenery. "We have finished the exam and can't continue to stay here according to the regulations."

Carl suddenly clapped his palms and said, "Yes, let's talk while walking, Donnie, the stitching corpse you refined is very good, but there is no higher-level theoretical guidance, for example, I just used the concept of 'original body'..."

"What is the 'original body'?" Donnie asked half-curiously, half-stopping Carl from talking.

"The 'Original Body' comes from the concept of 'Original' and 'Return to Life' rituals of the ancient Meshket Empire. They believe..." Carl clearly outlined the origin, theory, development and evolution of the 'Original Body' until the two walked out of the magic tower, and he seemed to be happy. "For example, the reason why the 'Soul Lord' was able to become the peak of the legend is because he succeeded by perfecting and refining the 'Original Body'..."

Such things, "Sound of Mystery" will not be mentioned by the TV station, and the teachers in the magic school cannot contact at all. So although Donny was dizzy and was still excited, he just muttered in secret that it would be great if Carl could describe it briefly. Of course, his voice would be even better if it was as clear as a spring.

Suddenly, he was stunned. How could ordinary magic apprentices know this secret? Carl, was Carl the big man who arrived on a large aircraft before? Is he the object of the "Guardian" team of the Knights of the Sword of Truth?

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked around, as if behind the street trees on both sides were the knights of the "Guardian" team, whose Gauss rifles were aimed at him.

Thinking of this, his forehead instantly burst into cold sweat, and he felt a cool breeze whizzing behind him.

"Donny, do you understand?" Carl's voice came into his ears.

Donnie trembled and stuttered, "What, what?"

"Ah, you didn't understand? Then I'll say it again." Carl was not angry at all, but became more excited, as if he wanted to explain it in detail.

Donny's head swelled and interrupted Carl's words: "I probably understand."

"Oh." Carl stopped telling unhappily, his face slightly dark, and his gentle and quiet face unconsciously revealed a bit of majesty.

This made Donnie's heart beat a few times. After that, will he be fired by the Gauss rifle? Can there be any corpse being saved intact?

"In fact, you are more suitable for the Knight's Road. I think your strength is comparable to that of the Great Knight." Donnie stuttered and changed the subject, and what he wanted to say in his heart was that it was comparable to that of the giant dragon.

Carl smiled embarrassedly, "My strength is just average."

He waved his right hand casually and hit the street tree next to him with a snap.

The street tree broke from the interruption into two pieces and fell to the rear, making Donnie's mouth half open and he couldn't close at all.

"Haha, I'm just demonstrating my strongest power. Look, it can just break an ordinary tree." Carl laughed "haha" and patted Donnie's shoulder with his right hand.

Donnie felt his internal organs rolling, and he didn't stagger and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Carl immediately restrained his smile and said seriously: "The road of the knight will eventually return to the exploration of essence and oneself. Therefore, arcane and magic are the most important things. Moreover, I applied to Heidler School of Magic to change my appearance from the most basic level of ‘gene’. Well, ‘gene’ is the concept proposed in the manuscript of “What is Life”. Have you seen this manuscript? It is very outstanding in the microscopic field..."

Donnie's face muscles twitched slightly. Before I asked, you said it all by yourself. However, in order to prevent Carl from bringing the topic to a more distant place, he quickly said, "Change your appearance? I remember that many magic potions can accomplish this goal. You, probably, won't be unable to afford permanently changing potions, right?"

"Actually, don't you think I'm good-looking?" Carl smiled slightly, but it fell into Donnie's eyes, which made him nod.

Carl continued on his own: "The change of that kind of permanently changed potion will destroy my perfect appearance now. All I need is to make my appearance more masculine, not fundamentally change it. At that time, I will definitely be very handsome and very manly! Alas, this is my wish since I was a child. Who told my mother to want a girl when she was pregnant with me..."

"What does this have to do with your mother's wish?" Donnie's nervousness had subsided a lot, because he found that when he was with Carl, he basically had to do nothing or say anything. He just nodded and listened to him. He could say almost anything and fully satisfy his curiosity. He was really an easy person to get along with!

Carl looked at Donnie strangely: "Will, like mental power, can act on the underlying substance and change heredity..."

He had the intention of continuing to teach Donny.

"What a terrifying will that..." Donnie blurted out.

Carl was stunned for a moment and laughed dryly: "I have some things to do, let's go first. See you at Heidler Magic Academy. You will definitely be able to get into the exam. I can judge it from your ability to refine and sew corpses..."

After a series of words, Carl left and left, leaving Donnie in a daze:

"What a boy who is easy to get along with, innocent and cheerful."

"By the way, he said that the mutated suture corpse should not have a mental impact except for the shock of death? When did he observe it?"

Donnie suddenly felt like he was struck by lightning.

In the thick canopy of a street tree, a knight put away Gauss rifle, touched the alchemy items in his ears, and whispered: "Investigate his information in secret, there must be no omission to prevent accidents." (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!)
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