It's not that difficult to open a hospital in another world, right? Chapter 1630: As soon as we arrived at Dragon Island, the Dragon Clan came to press for debt?
Chapter 1630: As soon as we arrived at Dragon Island, the Dragon Clan came to press for debt?
Disciple and wife are both careless!
The Lord of Thunder was chased to death by a series of questions. It is said that with greater ability comes greater responsibility. He is a third-level legend, so it is natural that all high-tech questions should be asked to him——
"As for the accelerator problem, you make a list and sort it according to priority." The Lord of Thunder had no choice but to start the blame-shifting method:
"After sorting, release the projects and let them take over. There is a set operation method for this, right?"
"Yes, that's right..." Gretel climbed out of the Lord of Thunder's demiplane again, swaying as usual, looking disgraced and exhausted as usual:
"But teacher, don't you want to participate in this topic?"
The Lord of Thunder felt bad again. I am your teacher!
I am a third-level legend!
You have a big project in your hand that can be broken down into dozens of small projects, and then you ask me if I will participate?
I……
I……
Shouldn't I be the instructor and coordinator of the project?
Calm down, calm down, this is a disciple's task, I can't just take it away... This is too outrageous...
"...If you have any questions, you can ask me." He coughed in front of him:
"If you have any conjectures that need to be verified, you can come to me if you don't have the accelerator or the strength of a low-level mage."
...Teacher, each of the "low-level mages" you call is at least level 17, which is higher than mine... Ah, now they are on the same level as mine...
Well, a third-level legend is qualified to say that any magic under the legend is a "low-level mage"...
Gretel lowered his head to the Lord of Thunder and respectfully resigned. The Lord of Thunder watched the study door close behind his disciple, closed his eyes slightly, sighed longly, and a swirling lightning bolt rushed in his palm:
It is still troublesome to use mental power to restrain lightning and simulate an accelerator. Even if you are in your own demiplane, using lightning energy to build a temporary accelerator is a half-effort effort.
We still need to build an accelerator, a big one, bigger than the one in Philby... We still need to get the territory that the Dragon Clan promised us quickly, and then get some of the materials. Then, we need to transport some of the materials from Nevis.
come over……
He had a hunch that the accelerator was a very important research method. If used properly, it could touch many mysteries of the world and greatly speed up the advancement of plastic magicians...
But that means going to Sky Dragon City, patrolling the sky with the legendary dragons, and fighting together. Hey, he has only been here a few days, so at least let him arrange special training for little Gretel?
And Norrell... He should at least watch Norrell adjust his condition, calm down physically and mentally, and prepare to hit the legend, right? Instead of the current state where there are problems every day...
"Kristen, where do you think I should start to learn cloning?"
Princess Norrell held the cloning technique information kindly provided by Gretel (a private copy of Archmage Haines from Black Crow Swamp, with a lot of private annotations), and frowned crazily as she faced a large number of necromancy terms:
"Or, should I find a necromancer and study with him for a while first?"
But... the smell of the Necromancer is so unpleasant... It's not a bad smell, but a cold, decaying, death smell... I really don't want to get close...
He was also learning necromancy, and the smell of little Gretel was bright, soft and lively. Even when he was buried in the laboratory, killing dozens or hundreds of rabbits a day, there was nothing like this that made him feel uncomfortable.
smell……
"I think what you need is not to learn cloning." My wife encountered difficulties in learning, so the Lord of Thunder had to step in to help:
"What is useful to you should be the changes from life to death and from death to reincarnation during the cloning process. You can observe more and gain more insights. As for learning and testing yourself, it is too troublesome and takes up too much time.
too much."
Princess Norrel rested her chin on her hands and fell into a long test. Information about the cloning technique, written descriptions, annotations, the aura she felt on Gretel's body, her insights along the way, as she advanced...
Silently, the Elf Princess's heart flowed. Finally, she finally nodded and admitted that what her husband said was right:
"But...is there any recent research related to cloning?"
The Lord of Thunder didn't know this question either. He was silent for a moment and realized that he had to ask Gretel this kind of question. In other words, he had to bring back the little guy who had just been kicked out:
"...I'll ask him later. Which department is doing cloning and when will the experiment be started? I'll give you a message then, so you can go and watch."
Well, not today!
Not today!
"Didn't Little Grete give you the authority?" Princess Norrell smiled. The authority, the authority of the Mage Tower, is equivalent to Gretel's own access authority——
If the Lord of Thunder hadn't firmly refused, Gretel would have even wanted to give the teacher the authority to sign the approval process. Of course, all he got in the end was a slap in the face:
"Are you trying to be lazy? Do you want to leave everything to me? - This is your own mage tower! It's your own research! It's enough for you to ask for advice. Take care of your own research team!"
It’s really not a good idea to call people back to ask questions immediately. The Lord of Thunder spread his hands and said:
"Yes, I gave it to me, but there is nothing related to cloning in it. Probably... the little guy didn't divide the tasks, or hasn't started planning yet?"
"Then I really have no choice but to ask again..."
Princess Norrell sighed regretfully. She stood up and walked to the window, holding the window ghost in her hand, and looked out. Suddenly, the elf princess said "Eh":
"That's Diamond, right? What's he doing here again?"
The Lord of Thunder frowned slightly. Isn't it right? You are here to urge me?
He has only been to Long Island for a few days!
He got up and went downstairs, preparing to greet this friend who had gone to the edge of Dragon Island to meet them and accompany them all the way.
However, when I walked out of the stairs, I saw the golden light reflected by Diamond's clothes entering the conference room, and then I heard his voice:
"Master Nordmark, first of all, congratulations on your successful advancement." This friend did not mince words at all. After expressing his congratulations meaningfully, he immediately went straight to the point:
"Sky Dragon City sent me here to ask for advice on the progress of the project to promote dragon fertility. When can we start the fertility assistance work for mature dragons?"
The Lord of Thunder silently took two steps back, returned to the study, and avoided their conversation. It was too tragic, he thought to himself, it was really too tragic. Little Grete was forced to help a group of dragons give birth to children before they even held their own wedding.
…
Those middle-aged dragons who are forced to have children must not be happy either, right?
Also, isn't the Dragon Clan's debt collection too harsh? Little Grete has just completed his advancement, so he has to be allowed a few days to adjust, right?
The Lord of Thunder silently cursed. After finishing his curse, there was a knock on the study door over there, and Diamond rushed in:
"Originally, the third-level elders should have come to invite you, but they are really too busy - I said Christine, the fight is already going on up there, when will you go up?"