It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1600 Teacher, I don’t want you to die! Can we not watch the experiment yet? (Please vote for me)
Chapter 1600 Teacher, I don’t want you to die! Can we not watch the experiment yet? (Please vote for me)
The Lord of Thunder sighed longly. Then he sighed again, and then he sighed again.
The two disciples, Philby, had a confused look on her face, and a look of hopelessness on her face. Gretel, Gretel was trembling, and almost shrank behind his little girlfriend...
Oh, I made a mistake, she is not my girlfriend, I am already my fiancée.
The Lord of Thunder swallowed his fourth sigh and put on a smile that could barely be considered kind. He turned his hand over and a small, beautifully decorated shell box appeared in his hand:
"Serila? You are engaged. The teacher is outside and is not here. This is a little gift prepared by your master's wife. Take it and play with it."
As he spoke, he gave a gentle push, and the small box floated up and flew silently towards Cerira. Cerira grabbed it, but before she even opened it, she could already feel the abundant magical power inside, and smiled brightly:
"Hey! Thank you both!"
She happily held the box in her hands, took a step back, and stood behind Gretel. She weighed it, then weighed it again, trying to control herself and not open the box and look at the gift on the spot:
This is so rude!
The congratulatory gift from the legendary mage and the elf princess must be a good thing! Put it away, wait until you return to the mage tower, and take a look at it with Gretel!
Things won't escape, right? Let the Lord of Thunder have a good impression of her, and he will take better care of Gretel, right?
When this gift was handed out, the atmosphere at the scene subtly relaxed a little. The Lord of Thunder nodded to the silver dragon girl, and then turned his attention to Gretel:
This kid must know something. No, he doesn't necessarily know the details, but he must know that the experiment he showed Philby was very dangerous, very dangerous, very, very dangerous.
So, are you willing to tell the truth?
Without waiting for him to give an honest explanation, another disciple spoke first. Archmage Philbi slowly propped up her body, her face was still pale, but there was not so much sweat on her face, and she whispered:
"Gretel showed me an experiment, a very strange experiment... I couldn't figure it out... Although I couldn't figure it out, I simulated attack magic based on what I felt..."
She lowered her eyes, concentrated slightly, and raised her hand. Everyone's vision lit up, and a bolt of snow-white lightning appeared out of thin air, split into two, then closed in front, and landed on a fixed point in the void.
The Lord of Thunder's eyes suddenly brightened. He subconsciously took a step forward, staring at the trace of lightning, the corners of his eyes twitching slightly. His mental power opened up again, touching the space inch by inch, minute by minute.
.
The position of the shot, the trajectory of the movement, especially the position where the lightning suddenly separated...
"Hmm... interesting... come on, do it again!"
With these words, Archmage Philbi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that even if she was scolded, she would not be scolded too harshly. She raised her hand, and another bolt of lightning flew out. This time, everyone around her
They said "Hey" together once:
Lightning no longer forks!
"Missed?"
"No...it's not..."
Archmage Philby was sweating slightly on her forehead. Just now she clearly felt that the teacher's spiritual power was evenly dispersed in the surrounding space.
Soft, peaceful, and calm, like a gossamer flying in the air, or like the evaporating water vapor when a glass of water is poured into the room. You can't see it, you can't even feel it if you're not careful, but it does exist...
…
It seems that when the lightning passed by just now, it stopped branching due to mental interference!
In desperation, she dodged and moved more than a hundred meters away from the range enveloped by the Lord of Thunder's mental power. She raised her hand again, and another bolt of lightning flew out and branched off again...
"You won't miss this time?"
A head stretched out from the side. It was the golden dragon Diamond, with bright eyes full of interest.
Archmage Philby had also met this friend of the teacher. He glanced at the teacher and saw that there was no intention to stop him, so he searched his guts and tried his best to answer:
"It's not a mistake...it's interference...it's...mental power..."
"This little mental power shouldn't disturb you?"
"No...it's this spell. It may be easily disturbed..."
"Then what's the use of it?"
Archmage Philby was at a loss for words. She turned around to find a helper, and saw Gretel holding his breath, almost standing on tiptoes, staring at the place where the lightning flashed, frowning.
Golden Dragon Diamond waited for a while, but when she saw no response, he turned back and asked the Lord of Thunder:
"What's so interesting about this magic? Can't it be bifurcated? It sometimes works but sometimes doesn't work..."
"You do not understand!"
The Lord of Thunder did not squint his eyes, but also stared at the landing point of the second lightning, repeatedly exploring and trying to figure it out.
Archmage Philby acted as a humanoid discharger, firing lightning after lightning. It wasn't until her face turned pale again that she was allowed to stop, sit on the edge, and gnaw on the bread with jam in her hands.
The Lord of Thunder stepped into the void with his hands behind his back, walking around the space again and again. After a long time, he was finally satisfied and came back to ask:
"Do you know how this magic works?"
Shake his head.
"Spell model?"
"I imitated the movement of electrons and tried it myself. I haven't figured out the magic model yet..."
"Then what? You think you have mastered this spell, so you want to use this spell to try lightning jumping?" The Lord of Thunder paused, and then started to curse:
"Are you stupid? You dare to take risks without understanding the principle?"
"What makes arcane magic better than traditional magic? Isn't it just that there are principles, spell models, and even mathematical formulas to summarize them? Have you thrown away all of these?"
"You don't do any research, you don't calculate, you go straight to it? Or do you do it yourself? That lightning didn't blow you to pieces, you're really lucky!"
Archmage Philby stood up straight, with her neck and torso almost forming a right angle, her face parallel to the ground, and listened to the teacher's scolding honestly.
Gretel stood side by side with her, with exactly the same posture, her scalp tensed, ready to face the storm at any time:
"And you! What is your senior sister here to do? As the person in charge of research, do you have a plan? Just give it to your senior sister if you don't understand any new experiment yourself?"
"Teacher, I was wrong T_T"
"By the way, what is that experiment like? Take me over and have a look!"
"Wait, wait! Teacher!
!”
Grete raised her head in horror. Senior Sister Philby took one look and disappeared. Fortunately, teacher, you came and fished her out;
Teacher, if you slip up, no one here can catch you!
No, no, teacher, if you lose your temper and blow yourself up, the entire mage tower will probably be destroyed, and we will die with you!
"Teacher, can we slow down a little bit..."
He was so anxious that his forehead was sweating and his vest was on fire. While he was trying to dissuade him, a ray of light fell from the sky and rescued him:
"Your Excellency, Lord of Thunder? Has His Excellency, Lord of Thunder, arrived?"
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