After the preliminary examination, Anvis took out a small magic sampler, inserted its slender brass-colored needle into the elf's arm, and collected several tubes of blood with a faint magical sheen.
After the sampling was completed, Avis took out four crystal tubes containing blood from the sampler.
Insert one of the tubes into the slot of the blood and flesh culture device, and put the other tube into the demonized bloodline analyzer.
Then he used scissors to cut off a lock of the elf's hair and put it into the inscribed ring at the bottom of another magic instrument.
Under his skillful control, various instruments began to operate in an orderly manner, and a faint cyan magical light flashed in the laboratory, looking extremely strange and mysterious.
Despite being fixed to the test bench, the last Dragonborn's head is still able to move.
He raised his head vigorously and looked at the back of Anvis controlling various instruments. The elf himself was also a little curious as to what the results of this kind of research would be.
In this quiet atmosphere, time passes by second by second.
About half the magic hour later, a new test report came out.
Looking at the results displayed in the demonized crystal ball, Anvis couldn't help but shook his head slightly.
The results of all the instruments showed that the blood and hair of the sample were no different from those of ordinary elves.
The flesh and blood culture device actually cultivated a temporary copy of the elf, but its appearance was obviously different from the original one.
The most important thing is that the clone's body structure is normal and does not have the player's personal sigh suit.
This crude replica, specially used for bloodline research, has no self-awareness. Anvis controls the instrument to restore it and clean up the remnants.
To be honest, such test results were somewhat expected by Anvis.
If the secrets of players were so easy to decipher, then papers from the Continental Magic Council would have been flying all over the sky, and the Magic Times would have had an extra year of big news.
In the memory of Little Anvis in his previous life, those high-level professionals regarded players as a super-large-scale mysterious phenomenon that covered the entire world.
According to their research, although the players' bodies appear to be the same as ordinary creatures on the surface, in essence, they are a kind of existence similar to the missing body.
After briefly sorting out the experimental data, Avis stopped making unnecessary attempts and prepared to start a special experiment that he had already prepared.
"Unfortunately, Rivers, with the current equipment configuration here, I'm afraid it's not enough to detect any abnormalities in you."
Arriving in front of the last dragonborn, Anvis' face straightened and he pretended to announce the research results to him.
As he finished speaking, a series of system prompts quickly refreshed on the game panel in front of Elf's eyes.
[System prompt: ‘Secret Research’ mission completed! You have gained 1,560,000 experience points! 】
【Your character level has been raised to level 60!】
[High-level career transfer tasks are unlocked, please prepare for the job change in advance! 】
When he heard this result, the elf was inexplicably relieved, but Anvis' next words made his heart lift again.
"Now, I need to conduct some more in-depth research on you. This may cause some minor damage to you, but it will not cause excessive harm."
No, this plot development is wrong!
The Last Dragonborn instantly became vigilant. Based on his many years of experience in playing role-playing games, what an NPC says at this time usually needs to be understood in reverse!
Minor injury - → vivisection
It won’t cause too much harm——→ barely survived during the experiment
Besides, if there is one, there are two. If we let him continue, shouldn't it be time to fast forward to slice himself into pieces for study?
Hehe, do you think I would fall for your dog just for a little reward?
"Um, Sir Anvis... I feel a little unwell, I think..."
The elf pretended to hesitate and spoke, intending to find any reason to reject Anvis.
But before he could say his refusal, a simple and elegant dark wooden staff suddenly appeared in Anvis's hand.
The body of the staff has natural twists and knots, and countless mysterious inscriptions are looming on the surface of the staff.
A huge and clear purple crystal is embedded in the head of the staff, reflecting a moving brilliance like soft moonlight.
"Noy's moon staff, the body of the staff is made of old branches of the ancient tree of life, and the head of the staff is made of flawless moonlight amethyst, which was personally refined by the elf alchemist master Noi Stardust."
"You have just reached the sixth level. You must still lack a suitable staff, right?"
"After the experiment is over, I will not only give you a resource quota worth 150,000 gold coins, but I will also give you this staff."
With an elegant and calm smile, Anvis casually suspended the staff in front of the last dragonborn, allowing the elf to secretly check the properties of the staff.
"Still that question, agree or refuse?"
As a famous elf alchemist, the magic equipment manufactured by Noi is rarely released, but every piece of it is a head-turning masterpiece.
Not to mention that the base material of this staff is made of the extremely precious ancient tree of life material.
In terms of attributes, this staff is considered the best even among master-level equipment.
Looking at the staff in front of him, the last dragonborn's throat rolled with difficulty.
"Ahem... I think, no matter how many times you ask, your loyal elf follower Rivers will choose to agree, respected Lord Avis!"
"Of course, if you are really feeling unwell, you don't have to force yourself too much -"
He casually put the staff back into the ring, and Anvis took a rare moment to care about the physical condition of his followers.
"Please don't worry about my health, Lord Anvis! Under the illumination of your supreme divine radiance, I feel much better now!"
The elf had a solemn expression and spoke sternly, paying the highest respect to Anvis for his generosity.
"Yeah?"
The corner of Avis's mouth twitched vaguely, and he was caught off guard by the last dragonborn's sudden flattery.
Shocking, players are actually willing to do that kind of thing for NPCs for equipment!
Wordlessly, he raised his hand and pressed it on the master crystal ball. He mentally controlled the stone bed connected to the crystal ball and released the last dragonborn's limbs.
Following Anvis's actions, new mission data was once again displayed on the Last Dragonborn's panel.
[System prompt: You have triggered the special mission ‘Secret Research II’]
[Anything Level: A]
[Task introduction: Anvis's research is in trouble. He hopes to conduct some more in-depth research on you. Including some experimental projects that may cause harm to you, but are not life-threatening. 】
[Task requirement: Cooperate with Anvis’ research.]