On Thursday morning, after checking the progress of the decoration, Shade and Mia set off to Dr. Schneider's clinic. He thought that the doctor would not have any work early in the morning, but he did not expect that he actually started consulting at eight o'clock in the morning.
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Shade waited for two hours before he saw the yawning doctor. He was wearing a clean white shirt, holding a pen and sitting on the chair behind the desk to write medical records. Shade walked in with a greeting voice and blue eyes.
The look in his eyes showed that he was very tired.
There was a strange smell of burning spices in the room, and there was a sphere fixed on a wooden frame on the desk.
"Doctor, is your work so hard?"
Compared with him, Shade is simply synonymous with laziness.
"Oh, I'm not sleepy. We just used hypnosis for diagnosis and treatment. Did you smell the smell in the air? This is the spice used to assist sleep. Last time we saw Alan in Anthem Square, didn't he also give it to him?
Did you get a bottle?"
The doctor gave a brief explanation, asked Shade to sit down, and then explained in a low voice:
"I really like hypnosis as a treatment method."
"Why?"
Shade asked curiously, looking at the psychology books on the table that were obviously frequently turned over. These are not St. Byron's textbooks, but the doctor's own professional books.
"Because my diagnosis and treatment are charged by the hour."
Dr. Schneider smiled and patted the alarm clock at hand. The delicate brass mechanism was making a pleasant clicking sound:
"Ten minutes charge 1 shilling and 3 pence, and one hour is 7 shillings and 6 pence. In two and a half hours in the morning, I made nearly a pound."
Xia De immediately showed an expression of even greater admiration. A doctor could make more money from one consultation than an ordinary worker in a month. He could live a decent life just by sitting in an office. This was the life Xia De wanted.
"Speaking of which, how come you have time to come to my place? Is there something going on?"
The doctor capped the pen and asked.
"Yes, I have been learning new thaumaturgy recently, but I am short of casting materials, and I would like to entrust you to help acquire them."
"What is missing?"
"Crystal of the soul."
"Um?"
As expected, the doctor knew this and frowned and thought for a moment:
"Alchemy items made from the heart and spirit involve advanced psychological alchemy subjects, which is not easy to do. Shade, how many do you need?"
"Two dozen orchids (about 3.5 grams) of crystals, one per dozen orchids. Two small crystals are required to cast the spell."
The density of this strange crystal is not very high. A dozen of them is about the size of a grain of rice.
The doctor thought for a while and said:
"This is not easy to do. The academy does have this kind of material, but the price is very high, about 500 pounds, which is comparable to the price of ordinary clerical relics. So if you are not in a hurry, I don't recommend you buy it from the academy. But
If you want to buy from the black market, you may not be able to meet the seller by the end of the year. However, I can make some. I have taken advanced psychological alchemy courses."
"Is there any trouble?"
Shade asked...
"Yes, and the trouble is that you have to find raw materials. That is, objects that can produce spiritual crystals."
“What characteristics are needed?”
Shade took out his notebook and prepared to record it.
The doctor stretched out his fingers to list, and Shade noticed a blue ink stain on his index finger:
"The spirit is strong enough to extract the crystals of the soul. The imagination is rich enough for us to explore his dreams. Only those with unstable minds and spirits can produce crystals... This is all for the time being. If we can find the target,
I still need to do further tests."
"In other words, we are looking for a crazy artist with strong mental power... I will try my luck at the Delrayon Art Institute?"
Shade concluded.
"It's not that simple."
The doctor waved his hand:
"If you go look for it, you won't be able to recognize it even if you encounter it. Well, I'll visit the mental sanatoriums around Tobesk on the weekend, and I'll let you know if there's any news. If there's no news, I'll spend two weeks investigating.
If you haven't found it yet, you can spend money to buy it from the academy. However, this business cannot be free for you."
"No problem, doctor, how much do you need?"
Shade won't take advantage of his friends.
"The material cost for rituals and alchemy is not much, just 30 pounds. But the labor cost... let's do this, Shard, you can pay for the 30 pounds material cost. In addition, I heard Priest August say, you
There is a smuggling route in Coldwater Port. It just so happens that I need some ritual materials from the New World recently to assist my sixth-ring promotion ceremony. I will make a list for you, and you can help me get these things. I will pay for this batch of materials, and you
The labor cost of obtaining them will be used to compensate for the labor cost of making my spiritual crystals."
In other words, Shade only needs to pay 30 pounds.
"No problem, doctor."
"That's good."
The blue-eyed doctor nodded and asked curiously:
"But what kind of thaumaturgy do you want to learn?"
"Mind blast, I've prepared the learning materials. Now I'm just missing the casting materials."
"Psychic blast is the most primitive psychic attack ability. It's not bad. At least it gives you one more way to fight the enemy."
Only then did Shade realize that this ability was his third purely active attack ability after [Moonlight Slash] and [Moonlight Great Sword].
"In that case, I have a notebook here that you can take back and read. It contains tips on how to use psychic abilities, which may be helpful to you."
The doctor stood up and took out a book from the bookshelf and handed it to Shade. There is no need to spend money to borrow notes from each other in the group.
In the next two days, Shade did not engage in any more adventurous activities. The remaining time on Thursday was spent with Professor Manning. Although Shade was very reluctant to take little Mia to visit the professor, he could not leave Mia behind.
Home under construction.
The professor still remembered the archaeological experience in Hekils Town decades ago. After getting the photos of old Mrs. Ilar from Shad, he was very excited and pulled Shad to tell stories until noon, and even invited Shad to his home.
Had lunch with Shade.
Although Professor Manning had strange thoughts about cats, his archaeological skills were absolutely top-notch, and his storytelling ability was even better. Shade was attracted by those archaeological stories.
In the afternoon, after hearing that Shade had nothing to do today, Professor Manning took Shade for a tour of the Archeology Department of King Delrayon College where he worked.
Although it is still summer, it is difficult to see people wearing short-sleeved shirts in serious places like colleges. And although women have had the right to education decades ago, it is also difficult to see female students in colleges.
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Walking on the stone road of the college, mottled light and shadow were projected from the gaps between the leaves above the head. Watching the young people holding books and scholars wearing glasses walking and talking around, Shade had a smile on his face. He liked it very much.
This kind of atmosphere.
It's a pity that he doesn't have time to be a serious student in this era. If there is no real mysticism in this world and it is just a world of ordinary people, he would be willing to spend the rest of his life in school like Professor Manning.
Professor Manning has his own separate office and a group of students waiting for graduation. He showed Shade with great interest the cultural relics collected during the archaeological excavation in Hercules Town more than ten years ago, and then found
He called his students and asked them to move more cultural relics related to the eastern ruins of Hekils Town from the warehouse.
Although the professor and his team did not discover the underground temple at that time, they had confirmed that the ruins were built by believers of the old god [Earth-Shaking Worm].
Talking about his professional content, and seeing that Shade was very interested, Professor Manning started talking eloquently. He sat behind the desk near the square window, tilting his chair and sitting on the short side of the desk.
Shade was talking. There were some flowerpots on the windowsill behind the professor, and the professor's students could only stand behind Shade and listen to their teacher telling stories.
The professor only spoke for an hour. Shade admired the students behind him for being able to persevere. You know, even the orange cat lying on his lap turned over because he felt bored during this period.
I turned it over at least 23 times.
Shade's attention was not only on the cat. He also observed the flower pot behind Professor Manning, the drafts of papers waiting for correction piled up on the professor's desk, and the glass in the bookcase on the east wall.
The back is almost overflowing with literature.
Professor Manning's office is not dirty, but it is very messy. Various documents and cultural relics are placed in every corner that can be seen. The cardboard boxes stacked on the bookcases have a feeling that they will all fall down soon. But it is not too messy here.
To be continued...