It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1392 Gretel, don’t you want to go to Dragon Island with me? (Monthly ticket adds 11 updates)
Chapter 1392 Gretel, don’t you want to go to Dragon Island with me? (Monthly ticket adds 11 updates)
The princess held the information sent by Grete, frowned and sighed, and walked away:
The matter was so big that she couldn't make a decision. She had to seek consultation from the legendary spell caster and ask her mother. Only Her Majesty the Queen has the power to decide whether to invite the necromancers or not;
Only Her Majesty the Queen has the influence to communicate with the tribe, especially the legends, to get them to accept the plan of inviting the Necromancer to the island temporarily.
People came and went, leaving only a lingering scent of fragrance. Gretel and the Lord of Thunder were also left behind, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Gretel: ...Teacher, please listen to my explanation, I didn’t take the princess away on purpose!
The teacher did not pursue Gretel on this issue. However, the scope of the teacher's questioning instantly expanded several times:
From the structure of the magic circle to the ancient Elvish language, from the spell matrix of the transformation system to the advanced detection of the prophecy system...
Grete:T_T
Who am I trying to cure the eldest prince for, teacher!
Am I doing it for myself?
Teacher, are you sure you are not repaying kindness with enmity?
However, people under the low eaves have to bow their heads. Grete finished the exam honestly, got a score that was almost equal to a failing grade, and went back with a lot of homework:
Spell principles, spell structure, magic array structure, various types of energy perception and scanning, mental strength and sensitivity training...
"You are already at level 14. If you advance to another level, you will begin to materialize your mental power to prepare for building the meditation world into a physical demiplane and entering the legend."
Before leaving, the Lord of Thunder warned Grete earnestly:
"Whether the process of substantive spiritual power is perfect or not directly determines how far you can go upwards and whether you can step into the legend. Before taking this step, you must complete the lessons you can make up."
Gretel nodded. Although the teacher was strict, every word and every arrangement was for his own good. Besides, who doesn’t want to advance to Legend?
Let’s not talk about the same status and courtesy between legends and non-legends, but let’s talk about lifespan – if you are not a legend, you will always be a short-lived species!
Serila is a dragon. As long as she advances smoothly, her lifespan can be infinite in theory. But he is a human being——
No, it's a half-elf. Elves have a thousand years of life, but half-elves can only live for half a century. What's enough life for five hundred years?
Is it enough to stay with her all the time?
Is it enough to give her happiness?
Obviously not enough!
You have to go to Legend, you must go to Legend, so that you can stand by her side and say to her confidently: Cerela, I like you, and I want to be with you for a long time -
With this understanding, Grete took the teacher's book list and rushed to the magic academy to look for books.
After all, it has been passed down for thousands of years, and the collection of books in the Yongju Island Magic Academy is quite rich. Annotations by predecessors can always be seen on the pages and in the gaps between the words.
Among the pages of the book, you can often find leaves, bark, and bookmarks made of unknown materials. A little bit of magic can stimulate dense light, shadow and sound, all of which are opinions left by predecessors.
In these books, Grete even found the annotations left by the Lord of Thunder a hundred years ago! You must read these, or at least try to write them down!
If he is passed the test and the teacher discovers that he has not even read his annotations, the next test will be difficult...
Gretel is addicted to learning and research. On the other side of the ocean, the necromancers are studying hard while stretching their necks to wait:
When will there be news?
When can we inform them that they can go to Elf Island?
The Lord of Thunder has gone, and so have his disciples - and advanced to legend there;
In the history of the Council, there are not dozens but a dozen mages who have landed on Yongju Island and trained there for a long time...
Why are we, the Necromancers, rejected?
Why are you discriminating against us!
Even if you have concerns about our research project, our conduct, want some reassurance, or want to draw the boundaries of what we can do, we can talk about it!
Don't talk about it, don't contact us, just exclude us! - Even the two elf legends in Nevis try to avoid us when they see us every day!
The key is that they expect us to do research and want to use our research results, but they don’t like us...
If this project wasn't really interesting, if the Plague Lord hadn't generously sent a box of Demon King and various demon parts, who would want to deal with him!
"Okay, no matter what others think, we still need to study what we should study."
The Immortal Lord had a straight face - of course, his skull face could not make any other expression other than being straight, and said nothing about the current situation;
Mr. Hines went to the Kingdom of the Sun to preside over the Mage Tower for others;
His oldest disciple had to come out to appease his colleagues:
"Doing this research is of great benefit to ourselves, isn't it? By modifying the chromosomes of undead creatures and allowing their chromosomes to be infiltrated by natural forces, wouldn't it be easier for them to advance?
——Besides, if we want to go to the Elf Island, we must at least make important results and make decisive results! By then, even if we don’t want to go, the elves will have to beg us to go!
Okay, let’s go to work!”
With an order, the necromancers and their skeleton assistants scattered like birds and beasts. It must be said that since they used the power of nature to blend the power of death, they have indeed achieved a lot of results:
The zombies have also become softer and more flexible, and the death knight's intelligence seems to have increased. As for the abomination, although the strength has not increased, the decay rate has become slower...
And the most important thing is that this project is currently the most popular project in Black Crow Swamp! If you can successfully squeeze in and apply for resources, it is more convenient than other projects!
Only a fool wants to quit! Only a fool refuses to work!
The only ones who can go to Elf Island are the top few Archmages, and maybe the only one is Archmage Heins - he is the closest and the most convenient to get back and forth, without having to travel thousands of miles;
The other necromancers just cheered and shouted a few times. The most important thing is to be able to produce results, and there is no discrimination or anything like that. Anyway, we are not going to Everlasting Island...
After struggling and entangled, the necromancer regained his fighting spirit and devoted himself to a new round of vigorous research.
On the Everlasting Island, the Queen and Princess Norrell, as well as some legends close to the royal family, are also caught in a struggle:
"Ordinarily... if we can really cure the eldest prince, please invite one or two necromancers to come to Yongju Island, and even if they live there for ten or eight years, this is not a price we cannot pay."
The queen's uncle, the oldest legend in the royal family, Elder Fendor held the black fruit in his hand and kept rubbing his fingers on the rough peel:
"However, if it is not of great help to the treatment, then we also need to consider the feelings of the tribe. In fact, the cooperation across the ocean is going relatively smoothly now!"
"But, what if I can help my brother recover quickly?"
Princess Norrell stood next to her mother and held the queen's left hand tightly. As soon as her uncle finished speaking, she eagerly took it up:
"Although my brother is now sealed in the ancient tree and his condition has not worsened, we all know that the sooner he is treated, the better it will be for him and the smoother his recovery will be..."
"Two hundred years have passed, so I can't wait for another year." Another legend sighed slowly:
"In half a year or a year, if they can make decisive results or prove that this kind of treatment is necessary for them, it won't be too late for us to invite people over."
"Yes! Now it seems that the research is progressing very quickly. Maybe if we wait a little longer, we will get good news?"
All in all, everyone's attitude is positive. It is impossible to invite the necromancers over right now. We have to wait a little longer, wait a little longer...
Princess Norrel was half annoyed and half regretful, and told the Lord of Thunder the result of the discussion. After Gretel knew about it, she couldn't help but complain to Cerela:
"I don't want to, I just don't want to. They are all willing to study with the Necromancer, but they just don't want to let them come over. What are they trying to do?"
"Same, same." Cerira frowned, admiring her diamond ring over and over again, and comforted him:
"It's the same with our dragon clan. Not everyone is allowed to go to Dragon Island. Some people just won't be allowed to go, no matter what - not including you of course!
Gretel, if you go to Dragon Island, my parents, brothers and sisters will definitely welcome you and will definitely come to see you as soon as possible!"
"What?"
Gretel imagined three, four, five or six silver dragons forming a circle, stretching out their long necks and staring at him, which made her tremble.
An adult dragon is more than 30 meters long, and a mature dragon is even larger. If formed in a circle, it would take up about two football fields - two football fields pushed together.
He stood alone in the middle, raised his head and looked at them. After looking for a while, he turned around and looked at another giant dragon...
That length, that proportion of height, just thinking about it makes me feel weak, pitiful, and helpless.
And it can't be eaten.
"What's the matter, Grete?" Cerela pushed him depressedly, pushing him back to his senses:
"Don't you want to go to Dragon Island with me? Aren't you happy to go to Dragon Island with me and meet my parents, my brothers, sisters, and other relatives?"
"Think, think!" Gretel didn't dare to hesitate for half a second and nodded quickly. While nodding, he thought quickly and organized his words:
"However, Serira, we must do things from beginning to end. We must cure the eldest prince so that the teacher can feel at ease and travel with the princess. Only then can I go to Dragon Island with you with peace of mind, right?"
"Then... we agreed, cure him, and you will come with me!"
"We have to wait a little longer..." Seeing Cerela's brows raised and her silver-blue eyes turning into silver vertical pupils, Grete quickly answered:
"At least wait until I advance to level 15! After advancing to level 15, I can barely try to become an adult dragon...at least a young dragon! Then, I can stand in front of your parents!"