Even though he guessed that Professor Monteria's situation was already very bad, it was still a little beyond his imagination when he actually saw it. The professor in front of him was exhausted, his skin and flesh were dry, and he looked like he was about to be dead, like a skeleton just aroused by the necromancer. The wide black robe covered him, empty and had no support.
If the rough breathing just now was still stable and powerful, he would have almost thought the professor was a dead person.
Just when he was stunned.
Professor Monteria's low laughter came to his ears.
"——Ah, I'm very sorry for letting you come to my lab." He didn't seem to notice the shock on the doctor's face, and there was a bit of teasing in his rough and hoarse voice: "Last time I went to your lab, you said I shouldn't bother you during the day; last time I chose to go tonight, you said I shouldn't bother you at night... So this time, you come to my office, I don't care, you can come during the day or at night."
Duzem was not in a joking mood at all.
"How could it be so bad!"
He stepped forward, as if he wanted to pinch the flesh of the great wizard, but he stretched out his hand and suddenly realized that the other party was a real great wizard. His raised arm immediately stagnated in the air, and his expression was a little out of control and murmured: "—Is there a problem with the fragment of the Sage Stone refined with... blood? Or is it a mistake in the transformation experiment? How could this happen? It shouldn't be?"
He couldn't help but lose his soul.
Because according to the original agreement, after Professor Monteria's experiment was successful, he would give him a piece of "real flesh and blood" that could be used to condense his true body - this is the only glimmer of hope for him to break his own shackles and achieve great wizards.
And the professor's current appearance almost shattered his hopes.
Click.
The black metal box is lightly closed.
The office owner raised his hand and flicked it, and the box disappeared silently in his sleeve.
"There is no problem with the fragments of the Sage Stone you have refined, and my transformation experiment was also successful."
Perhaps it was because the silver-gray dust that looked like mist had the effect, Professor Monteria's face became a little plump, and his voice was not so stiff: "The only mistake was that we overestimated the weight of the words 'Great Wizard'. Only after truly becoming 'Great Wizard' can you understand the meaning of the relative concept of 'Great Wizard'."
While speaking, he raised his finger and slapped in the void twice.
Two water droplets floated in front of Dr. Duzem.
It looks average in size.
But one of them gave him a feeling of rice grains, while the other looked like a watermelon.
“…When you try to incorporate the concept of ‘big’ into your ‘existence’, your weapon will immediately transform to an incredible level.”
Professor Monteria narrowed his eyes, without focal length, and seemed to have returned to the moment when he advanced. Dr. Duzem held his breath and focused. Not every registered wizard had such an opportunity. At the same time, he also knew that the professor's remarks should be a degree of compensation for him: "——The mass of your original body cannot meet the rapidly expanding 'means', and the empty body will continue to swallow your existence. In order to maintain the existence and growth of the true body, you must constantly conquer and constantly fill the swallowing feeling like a black hole in your body - unless you cannot create, choose to destroy and reject everything that exists like Foscar - otherwise, when you cannot meet the 'big' needs, you will be swallowed up by the emptiness day after day, completely lost, and lose the meaning of existence."
Dr. Duzem took a light breath and frowned.
"Is this why you're exhausted?" He asked remarkably.
Professor Monteria shook his head.
"The derivation and erosion ability of the demon's flesh and blood is very strong, which is enough to meet the needs of my true body when it soars." At this point, he suddenly smiled bitterly: "But because it is too strong, now this body is a little beyond my control, just like, like..."
He held his thin hand in front of him, pondered and thought for a moment, and finally came up with an appropriate example.
"... Just like the school held a school hunting competition, Alpha's students sat with Jiuyou's students, and while the atmosphere was high, everyone left the stands, shouted to cheer for their respective hunting teams, and then the conflict happened naturally."
Duzem immediately woke up.
Alpha or Jiuyou should refer to the "demon flesh and blood" and "Professor Monteria's original flesh and blood". Then a conflict between them means-
"—Conflict represents chaos, which means the collapse of order."
"Is Watley so out of control?" He couldn't help asking - the school and the three-pointed sword hunting suddenly became a black wizard during the winter vacation. Many details have been privately circulated. According to the wizard participating in the battle, the black wizard had the level of a top wizard as soon as it advanced, which was quite terrifying.
Professor Monteria nodded with a very small amplitude.
"Watrey lets his flesh and blood devour the demon's flesh and blood, thinking that he can turn everything around with his will."
He pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty and showed a sarcastic smile: "But it doesn't know that breaking balance is never a way to save collapse. The most fundamental way to regain order is to make everyone realize the importance of order and let the concept of 'order' be engraved into their minds. During this period, I have tried many methods, and the most effective one...but there are too few."
His last words were a little vague, and Du Zem couldn't quite understand.
Just when the doctor was hesitating whether to ask questions.
Professor Monteria has changed his mind and mentioned another possibility: "—There is another simplest and most rude way to let people who can completely suppress these students come to the stands, such as professors, deans, and even those people."
He touched his sleeves.
It contains the black metal box that was before.
Duzem finally understood why Monteria asked him for this thing.
Perhaps because he talked too much, he consumed a little more energy. In just a few minutes, Professor Monteria's cheeks shriveled away with the naked eye. Duzem realized that this was probably what He said before, in order to maintain his true body, he would continue to fill the black hole in his body.
Click.
The black metal box appears again.
Professor Monteria opened the lid, and his little fingers curled slightly, and another silver-gray smoke rose from the thing that looked like a dead branch, covering His face.
Dr. Duzem carefully examined this rare 'digestive' process.
Until the smoke dissipates.
He glanced at the dead wood in the box and shook his head: "——It's too fast. If we use the current consumption rate, this piece of 'Yuanshi' flesh will not last long."
Professor Monteria chuckled softly: "It doesn't matter, it's enough to last for a few days."