This is the first time Zheng Qing heard about the name of this project.
But based on the related information of "qualifiers" and "six other people" mentioned by Professor Monteria later, he could easily infer that the so-called "Giant Gods Project" should be the project being carried out by the Fringe Academy.
But at this moment, Zheng Qing was in a mess. He had no intention of thinking about why the Yi Body Experimental Subject, which was not very tall and had an average combat power, was named "Giant God Soldier". He was not happy at all because he had "witness" to capture the loopholes in Professor Monteria's words.
On the contrary, the fact that Professor Monteria could make such a significant slip of the tongue, which was so rigorous and serious that Professor Monteria made such a significant mistake can be seen as far as he could be lost.
The situation of the other six people he mentioned made the young teaching assistant feel a little scared.
If it weren't for the people around him, what he wanted to do most now was to lie in front of Dylan's tall dressing mirror and carefully look at the wrinkles on his face.
So, when the black-robed wizard approached with the magic tablet again, Zheng Qing couldn't wait to lift up his robe and reveal his belly. Xia Ye's room was not cold, but when the cold copper tablet was pressed against him, a layer of goose bumps still appeared uncontrollably on his back, arms and cheeks.
“Relax.”
The black-robed wizard who assisted in the examination of the body comforted the boy softly: "——When the mental stress state, the measurement values of the body, blood, and magic will be deviated, which will affect the final conclusion."
Without saying a word, Zheng Qing took out a "meditation tale" with his backhand and slapped it on his forehead.
It was like a zombie just out of the coffin.
Although it is not good-looking, it has excellent results. His hair on his body can be seen to be low on his naked eyes. At the same time, Professor Monteria asked him again the question as soon as he entered the door:
“—So, how do you feel now?”
Zheng Qing closed his eyes and felt his physical condition seriously.
Then he opened his eyes with a little confusion, raised his hand and lifted the yellow talisman paper on his forehead, and hesitated: "I didn't feel anything abnormal... Could it be that I was mentally weak, so I couldn't feel it?"
After the elderly wizard's qi, blood and spirit are weakened, his ability to control his body becomes weaker and he often cannot detect minor damage to his body. This is the biggest possibility that Zheng Qing thought of at this moment.
"Don't scare yourself."
The old wizard from the school work committee, Master Ernest, raised his hand and patted the boy's shoulder, comforting him: "—The situations of the other qualified people are mild and serious, and there is no significant pattern. Among all qualified people, you are the youngest and have the most vitality, so it is possible not to feel the discomfort."
"From our visual observation, your condition is also normal and there is no abnormal aging." Professor Monteria added, looking at the boy with a burning gaze, his emotions no longer had the strong tension and anxiety when he first entered the door, but instead brought a bit of indescribable color.
"I don't think it's because of my youth."
Dr. Du Zem suddenly spoke and looked at the boy's tent thoughtfully: "I noticed when I first entered the door. Zheng Qing is very good at transforming techniques?"
Most of the wizards present are old-fashioned in the school. Many of the magical knowledge that is secret for ordinary wizards is common sense in this small circle. Therefore, when the old Ernest spoke, everyone realized another possibility.
"If this is true, then his spirituality is amazing!"
Professor Charles of Alpha Academy laughed and touched his gray beard, and his eyes quickly flew over the little blue snake hanging on Zheng Qing's ears: "It is not ordinary spirituality that can avoid this big risk on a whim - do you have the blood of any famous fortune teller in your family?"
Zheng Qing realized it later and finally knew what everyone was talking about.
"No, no, no, it's not like that." He quickly denied and explained in a low voice: "I transformed just because I have a certification assessment for registered transformer wizards this weekend, so I have been familiar with transformer these days..."
His voice became less and less.
Because the expressions of the wizards around him became more and more strange, some people seemed to have thought of something, but they were all secretive, and those who didn't know the inside story could not hide their envy. For a moment, the atmosphere in the 403 dormitory was particularly delicate.
“This is not a high spirituality,”
Professor An curled his lips, broke the subtlety, leaned into Zhang Yu's ear and muttered in a low voice, and sweared: "——This is so lucky... or, in other words, high luck. It is more heartbreaking than high spirituality."
Zhang Yu was silent.
"—Preliminary inspection: Zheng Qing's physical condition is in good condition and there is no sign of loss of life span or failure of life span." The young black robe who had just put a patch on Zheng Qing was holding a compass-shaped tool, and his speech was very fast: "For more specific situations, it will take a detailed inspection to confirm it."
I heard the words "detailed inspection".
Zheng Qing's eyes couldn't help but fall on the exquisite metal lounge chair just assembled in the dormitory and the transparent glass coffin, especially the coffin. Every time he saw the light green liquid rolling inside, saliva gushed out of his mouth for no reason.
"That's the potion to replenish vitality."
Detecting the boy's eyes, Dr. Du Zem explained enthusiastically: "There are a series of rare potions such as dragon blood, Tai Sui, Kabbala leaves, etc., which can be used to supplement the life span of accidental damage. It is the most effective way for us to think of making up for the defects of the project... Several other wizards have used it, and the effect is very good. We bring it just in case."
Zheng Qing nodded with a very small ambition. This is indeed the school’s proper meaning.
But he was very doubtful whether this set of equipment was really effective for the 'Giant Soldier' project.
You should know that most of the North District wizards, or marginal wizard groups who really need this project, are poor. In fact, after hearing the words "lifespan exhaustion", Zheng Qing first thought of the situation where the North District wizards cast magic. When contacting the initiator of this project, he inexplicably felt a hint of rationality.
"Where is that chair?"
"A magic device that maintains life and monitors."
It was Dr. Duzem who answered the question: "If you are in a coma just after entering the door, or you are in a bad condition after the preliminary examination, then for the next period of time, you will spend most of the day on it..."
Zheng Qing didn't listen carefully to the following words. Because the old wizards next to him seemed to be whispering fiercely about the defects of the giant god weapon, he couldn't help but prick up his ears.
“—Did the project team use sacrifice magic when building the experimental subject?”
"No, absolutely not! We even used additional means to block the special perception ability of homomorphic individuals that the experimental subject should have, and it would never be a sacrifice magic!"
"—I suspect that this is the siphon effect of the high-dimensional body on the low-dimensional magic..."
"Not right. Those experimental subjects can only exert the combat power of the great wizard at the highest level. According to your logic, the magic and longevity of the low-level wizard may be possible, but you must know that there is another real great wizard among the qualified ones! Why is his longevity also damaged abnormally?"