Accompanied by the crackling sound of glass rupture and the sound of water splashing on the ground, Zheng Qing gasped and coughed violently, and staggered forward for two steps.
Then he felt a little weak in his legs.
And the sense of direction is also a bit bad - it feels like being backfired after using magic too much, and it is also like staying up late in an Internet cafe for several nights. As soon as I left the Internet cafe, I saw the brilliant fireball above my head, and then I felt dizzy.
cybercafe?
This slightly distant noun seemed like an anchor, gathering up the young wizard's scattered thoughts bit by bit, and gradually recalling what he was doing before he lost consciousness.
He was at the experimental base for the special project of the Fringe Academy at that time.
Perform qualified assessment.
What about the assessment content?
His mind was blank and he couldn't remember for a moment. He only remembered that there were more than a dozen things that looked like banyan trees on the ceiling of the resonance room. They had buds on their heads. Those suction cups seemed to be conscious, hovering around him like snakes foraging, and then adsorbed on him while he was unprepared.
The back of the head, chest, shoulder blades, arms, wrists, waist, abdomen, hips, legs, ankles, etc., until the end, a largest suction cup rushed towards him, and directly hit his face like a face-cuff bug in the "Alien".
Then he lost consciousness.
Huh! Huh!
Zheng Qing worked hard to mobilize brain cells and recalled the experiment. His first reaction was that he was cheated again, and that dark-skinned guy is probably also a crow's inner demon.
By the way, what did the nigger named Alex say before he lost consciousness?
It seemed like he was asking if the little snake hanging on his ear would be removed?
Little snake?
The witch suddenly woke up, and a feeling of joy surged in her heart - yes! Little green snake! No, that green dragon! It has a very high status! With it, it shouldn't be really unexpected... right?
He raised his arm and wanted to touch his ears to see if the guy was still there.
It's so cool!
The sharp and harsh sound of metal rubbing each other stimulated his hearing and made him subconsciously tilt his head. Then he saw his "arm" and "hand" - to be precise, he saw an arm with a metallic luster and a "claw" with only three fingers left.
Yes, in his sight, his hands had become strange and terrifying things like bird claws: rough palms, orange-skinned backs, sharp nails, and the small words "Duzem Alchemy Laboratory" clearly visible on his wrist.
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"...Edge One starts normally, the status is normal, the monitoring is normal, and the magic loop flows normally."
“…The matching of qualified number one person is in progress, five percent, ten percent, fifteen percent, twenty percent… sixty percent, sixty percent, sixty percent, sixty percent, sixty percent… the resonance state is stable!”
“…Assessment of physical function for qualified people: Excellent.”
“…The psychological state assessment of qualified people: mild delirium and illusion, which does not affect cognition and pass the judgment.”
A mechanical and indifferent sound echoed in an empty hall, a huge light curtain fell from the ceiling and hung to the ground. One side of the light curtain outlined a simple picture of a humanoid creature, and more than ten thin lines were connected to the key nodes of its body; the blank space on the other side was countless observation data pouring down on the light curtain like a waterfall.
Dozens of wizards in white robes held their own notepads, picking the part they were responsible for in the data falling like a waterfall, and focusing on recording.
“…The qualified person has stable neural links and no rejection reactions.”
There were more than a dozen black-robed wizards on the edge of the hall. Although they also held a memorial board in their arms, they were much more relaxed than the busy white robes.
"No rejection will occur if we can pass the 'match degree' test. I wonder what the meaning of us checking this project... is it a waste of time?"
A black-robed wizard shook his head, picked up his pen and drew a hook under an entry on the note board, shook his head, and whispered: "Besides, even if there is rejection, there is no risk. Isn't each nerve ending a unit of 'Fenweihua injection'? It's enough to keep those qualified people safely away."
The other black robe shook his head.
"The key point is wrong! We are not focusing on the risk of rejection, but the risk behind the rejection reaction." As he said that, he knocked on a piece of parchment on the wall behind him with his backhand.
That is a laboratory rule and regulation marked with eye-catching red words - please pay attention to signs of abnormal invasion and infection! Please report it immediately after discovery!
——Abnormal manifestations include: chills, unclear speech, obscure magic, muscle spasms, abnormal hunchback, major changes in personality, etc.
——Everyone has the responsibility for experiment safety!
These red words seemed like a whip, which made the black-robed wizards suddenly nervous. They both tightened the notepad in their arms, and their eyes fell again on the light curtain in the center of the hall and the white-robed wizards.
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"——Witches from low-level to high-level, their magic will undergo a 'qualitative change'. Correspondingly, the magic quality of high-level wizards also has a crushing advantage over the magic quality of low-level wizards...Reaction in reality, we can observe that high-level wizards can easily break the spells of low-level wizards, but low-level wizards find it difficult to break the magic barrier of high-level wizards... We call this phenomenon "abnormal invasion"... The erosion of great existences in the depths of the starry sky and the erosion of demon flesh and blood on wizards in a certain dimension are similar to the 'abnormal invasion'... Among our qualified people are low-level wizards. When they control the 'edge type', they are easily reversely eroded by the high-level magic belonging to the experimental body... This is also the focus of our early work..."
Outside the hall, in another room, Dr. Duzem spoke quickly and explained some magic details of the edge project to the other wizards present.
The room seemed to be next to the hall, and one of the entire walls seemed to be completely transparent, and you could clearly see every corner of the hall. There was a podium in the corner of the room. Dr. Duzem stood behind the podium, facing the many old wizards sitting neatly in the room - including three vice principals of the school, four deans, and two vice deans of the Fringe College.
Hearing Dr. Duzem's explanation, an old wizard frowned and raised the quill in his hand.
"You mean, the magical quality of the wizard is lower than that of the demons?" He said a little displeased.
"No, no, I don't mean that."
Although he started to host a large-scale alchemy project again, Dr. Duzem is still not good at dealing with people, especially the great wizard in this room, and even several legends, so he immediately became a little panicked as soon as he was questioned.