Chapter 1305 Lord of Thunder: The paper is very good, don’t send it next time
Wha...what?
Research the Well of Eternity?
Even though he had some estimate of Gretel's status on Evermeeting Island, Archmage Baierbo was still shocked. Well of Eternity! That's the Well of Eternity!
It is the core and lifeblood of the elves!
You said that you can do research by doing research? You said that if you put me in to do research, you can do it by putting me in and do research?
Even if you yourself want to join the Well of Eternity project team, the elves may not agree, right? What's more, I am an outsider and a human!
"Little Grete, how have you been spending the past few months on Everjum Island?" He calmed down and asked in a low voice. Gretel raised a big smile:
"I'm having a great time! The legendary elders all like me, and so does World Tree! World Tree personally stretched out its branches and took me all the way to the top!"
Archmage Baierbo breathed a sigh of relief. Gretel smiled happily and kept gesticulating:
"I've met my mother... She's pretty good... I helped her comfort the ancient tree so that she wouldn't have to work so hard...
I also met the Queen... The Queen said that in view of my contribution to the Elf Secret Realm, she can give me many, many resources... Senior brother, would you like to take some back with you...
By the way, senior brother, you must help send it back to the blood-replenishing magic I recently developed!"
What?
It’s only been a few months, yet another magic trick?
Archmage Baierbo took the paper and read it ten lines at a time. He read it roughly once, then read it carefully again; after reading it twice, he let out a long sigh:
"It's really good. Little Grete, what you made is really good - for such an important magic, do you need senior brother to turn back immediately and go to the Mage Tower to send it?"
Gretel chuckled. He affectionately held his senior brother's arm and walked out. As he walked, he raised his head and said:
"Senior Brother, what do you think the teacher will think when he sees this paper of mine?"
"Teacher..."
Archmage Baierbo pretended to be deep in thought. The handsome and majestic face of the Lord of Thunder flashed through his mind. He curved his lips and smiled:
"It's a good post. Don't send it again next time - unless it's a paper from the Plastic Energy Department, don't send it again!"
"Brother!!!"
Gretel rolled his eyes, jumped and tried to protest. How could the teacher be like this? How could he be like this!
The teacher loves me the most!
No matter what paper I wrote or what magic I developed, he was very happy!
He won’t say “don’t send it next time”!
However, Archmage Baierbo had already put his arm around his shoulders - Gretel suspected that the senior brother had blessed him with the [Power of the Barbarian Bull] or something like that, but he couldn't get away anyway - and walked out with a smile:
"Little Grete, where are you staying on Yongju Island during this period? Take your senior brother to have a look... What are your main plans for the next stage?"
As he spoke, he nodded around. After the golden eagle that led the way landed, it turned into a human form and quickly came over to say hello. Archmage Baierbo just thanked him, and the other party said:
"Oh, it's nothing, it's nothing. My brother is studying in Master Nordmark's research group, and I'm grateful for his teachings. It's just a guide, it's nothing."
Ouch?
Little Grete, are you popular on the island?
Archmage Baierbo looked at his junior brother with a smile. Gretel chuckled and continued to move forward.
Not far away, I saw a crowd of people in front of me. The elves rushed out with a number and momentum that was very rare on Yongju Island:
"Mage Nordmark! Your senior brother is here!"
"Mage Nordmark, will the research continue this afternoon?"
"Master Nordmark, are you going to have a banquet tonight? What dishes are you going to prepare? I'll go talk to Aunt Pariya..."
"Mage Nordmark, do you want to open a jar of the moondew wine I brewed?"
"Mage Nordmark..."
If it were anyone else, he might be filled with pride because of Gretel's popularity. However, Archmage Baierbo's first reaction was that his junior brother's social phobia was coming back again——
With so many elves in front of him, if the ground was full of wounded, sick, screaming and wailing, Gretel's sociophobia would never occur. He would only be energetic, face the difficulties, and attack with all his strength;
However, with the smiling faces in front of him, the warm greetings, and the hands stretched out in pairs, Archmage Baierbo clearly felt that the shoulders he was holding were stiff...
"Okay, okay. We junior brothers haven't seen each other for a long time, just have a place to sit down and chat." Archmage Baierbo stepped in for his junior brother and waved around with a smile:
"Elders and great mages, wait until we have finished talking, and then I will ask you for advice!"
He dragged Grete, or Grete dragged him, and fled back to his residence.
After closing the door, only Gretel, Serira, Bernard and Apa were there, and they took out things from the space bag:
"This is a microscope that was just made in Nevis. It is said that Philby and the people from Black Crow Swamp did it together, but in fact the teacher also took action... Just pretend you don't know, don't mention this in front of the teacher
It’s ready in one fell swoop.”
Grete blinked, then blinked again. The "microscope" in front of him, how should I say it...
It was completely different from the product he had in mind, which was white, cold, hard, put together in several large boxes, and sparkling with the atmosphere of the future.
Below is a box half as tall as a man. The silver-gray box walls are dark and dark, with an unknown amount of mithril embedded in them - thanks to his improved method of electrolytic smelting of mithril;
There was a small box stacked on top of the box, all pure black. Archmage Baierbo clicked on the box a few times, then pressed a few more times, and the box opened automatically, with a nebula swirling in the center:
"If you need to see anything, just put it here." Archmage Baierbo pointed to his junior brother:
"Expansion, thinning, and rotation can all be controlled through the force field outside the box. Things illuminated by the microscope will be projected outside with a light curtain for easy observation."
Press again, and a golden wire pulls out from the box, and there is actually an interface at the top:
"This can be inserted into the mobile tower spirit. It is convenient for recording and storage. By the way, you don't have a mobile tower spirit now, right? This time Nevis sent one, it came from Black Crow Swamp..."
What?
Black Crow Swamp?!
Gretel was a little on tenterhooks, fearing that the mobile tower spirit that his senior brother took out was in the shape of a skull...
Fortunately, although the share of Black Crow Swamp and the mobile tower spirit itself were uniformly customized from the alchemy branch of the transformation system, nothing went wrong.
Grete happily took away the mobile tower spirit and put it away, and studied the microscope and electron microscope for a while under the guidance of his senior brother, feeling refreshed.
We have a microscope!
Next, a lot of research can be done!
Maybe he can do the DNA he wants to study and the DNA changes from low-level to high-level monsters!
But of course, these things are not urgent right now. The most urgent thing is——
"Senior Brother, you just came here like this? Have you abandoned the mage tower in the Sun Kingdom for the time being? How is the situation over there?"