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Chapter 224: Let me out! I’m studying something to kill people here!

 "Wow! The *** master has changed his face... he has changed his face... he has changed his face..."

Grete couldn't help but open his eyes wide. Among the high-ranking wizards in the Magic Council, the one he dealt with the most was the Master of Carlisle. He asked questions, borrowed books, borrowed magic scrolls, experimental conditions, room equipment and alchemy materials...

All put together, I have seen them at least thirty or forty times, which adds up to more than ten hours.

However, it was also the first time he observed that this magician also had the ability to change faces.

First it turns red, then turns blue, then turns black, then turns red again... If there is an emotion meter hanging next to it, the displayed text on it will probably keep changing at a rate of twice per second:

excited!

Heartbroken!

joy!

depressed!

Relax!

Confuse……

On both sides, there are a row of students standing with their heads bowed in solemnity, looking at their mouths, mouths and noses, and noses and hearts, looking like "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything", pretending to be wooden figures. Gretel left and right

After looking at it, he moved towards the rear of the group on the right at the speed of light, then stood up straight and looked harmless.

Master Carlisle: "..."

Dr. Carlisle was so angry that he laughed. He waved the students away and called Gretel to him alone. He squinted his eyes and scanned them up and down.

"emmmmm..."

Gretel shivered slightly. The feeling of being scanned by the mental power was very strange, like a cool breeze blowing by, or like drizzle falling on his head. He raised his eyes slightly, trying to chase the mental power, but there was a crash in front of him.

La la, a lot of books and scrolls fell down.

"Now that you have upgraded, live in the tower for a while and learn all these. Don't leave the tower until you have learned all the second-level spells!"

"But……"

"What?" Master Carlisle frowned:

"I've given you the book and you still don't want to learn? Do you know how many magicians like you have to work hard and complete tasks diligently for several years before they can save contribution points to redeem magic after they advance? Some schools are unique,

Or for magic that is unique to the mage organization, you may not be able to redeem it if you have contribution points!"

"But... I upgraded to the priest level... Hey, hey, hey, hey! Master, don't be angry! Don't be angry!"

I don’t get angry when others are angry, but when I get sick there is no one to help me... No, it’s because I am angry that I have high blood pressure. I don’t have any medicine at hand, so I can’t save you!

Master Carlisle was so angry that he shook his head. He scanned his mind carefully and found that Gretel's mental power had indeed changed. It was obvious that he had advanced. However, if the priest's level had been upgraded, the magician's level had not been.

That's not impossible...

"Let's go! Go to the meditation room and have a look!"

"I……"

“Use my contribution points!!!”

They took the elevator straight down to the third floor. In the primary meditation room, the intensity of the crystal stone changed from pink to vermilion, from vermilion to deep red. In a moment, it jumped lightly and turned into a faint orange. The orange became darker and darker, like

The citrus hanging on the branches in autumn is becoming more and more mature, and finally, the numbers on the spar have stabilized:

35.

On the first day of advancement, I jumped to 35... In other words, I have walked one-third of the way...

Master Carlisle looked at Gretel with eyes that were filled with joy and anger. What made him happy was that this kid had really good qualifications. If it weren't for his excellent qualifications and rich accumulation, he wouldn't have risen so much as soon as he advanced to the next level.

What makes him angry is, why is he holding on to the pastor?

Can’t we just concentrate on learning magic? We’ve only been in the Magic Council for a long time, and we’ve already accomplished so much! If we focus on magic, let alone the third-level mage, I’d probably be promoted to the fourth level!

"You... you meditate here first! Meditate! Whether it's a priest or a mage, first improve your spiritual power! Consolidate what you just advanced!"

Master Carlisle slammed the door and left. In the meditation room, Gretel threw himself on the door and hammered hard:

"Let me out! Let me out!... Hey, at least brush my own badge! I'm not short of contribution points!"

After two hammerings, the door of the meditation room remained motionless. I don't know how high Master Carlisle's authority was, but in short, Gretel really couldn't pull or hammer open the door he closed. It was the teleportation on the side.

The box buzzed, and a food box full of food appeared in the box, with a fragrant aroma...

"I don't know how to eat! I want to go out! I don't want to be locked up here!... Wow, it smells so good..."

The aroma lingered in the room for a while, like a small hand scratching and scratching, making people restless. Gretel sat down and stood up, stood up and sat down again, and finally took out the food box and finished the fried cod.



He sat upright in the center of the room and began to meditate. Well, first construct the core of meditation, starting from the left ventricle, the aorta...

The starting segment of the aorta is the ascending aorta, which runs obliquely forward and to the right, reaching the height of the second sternocostal joint on the right side. Done!

It's easy to outline roughly, but it's a big trouble to build the details.: The inner diameter of the aorta is generally 25mm thick, and the artery wall thickness is 2mm, which is divided into adventitia, media and intima...the wall is thick and rich in elastic fibers, with

Obvious elasticity and expandability. Come, simulate heart ejection and see...

"Bang!"

Not flexible enough, exploded, failed. Try again.

Grete was concentrating in the meditation room and completely forgetting himself. Anyway, there was food, drink, and abundant magic elements. In order to facilitate the rich magician's long-term fight, the meditation room was also equipped with a bed and a bathroom. He put his dirty clothes in the transfer box.

, naturally someone will collect it and clean it.

And it was someone else's card. Of course, it didn't matter even if he swiped his own card. Grete said that now that he has money, he can afford it.

Master Carlisle was not so calm. The data did not increase on the first day, it didn't matter, it was normal; it did not increase on the second day, not that fast; until the seventh day, Gretel's mental power value did not move...



"What has he been doing these past few days? He's not sleeping, is he? Or is it because the magician's level has not been upgraded, and his mental strength really cannot be increased?"

He walked around the teacher's room, making a loud sound on the floor. Master Descartes raised his monocle, and there was a crackling sound in the lens, and a small electric light flashed:

"What's wrong? Are you so anxious now? Be patient - every magician has his own path. For example, if I didn't let you go to revenge and kill people back then, you would have been stuck at the big level for at least another year.

Bar?"

Dr. Carlisle resigned politely. When he returned to the office, he saw the vice-president of the Alchemy Union and the editor-in-chief of "The Philosopher's Stone", an old man who liked to wear work clothes every day, pacing back and forth at his door, hands behind his back. Seeing him return,

Come up and grab it:

"Where's Gretel! Let him out! I have something to ask him about! - I've finished the microscope, and here's the paper he promised!"

Master Carlisle: "... let go!"

However, he really couldn't defeat the opponent. The old man in overalls was a level 15 magician, and he himself was level 14 - even though there was only one level difference, among magicians, there was a big difference in combat effectiveness. Starting at level 15

It can already cast level 8 magic, but level 14 can only cast level 7 magic. One person can hit at least two or three of them.

Not to mention that he is an alchemist of the plasticity system, and his opponent is an alchemist of the transformation system. He deals with wrenches, hammers, and golems on a daily basis. The muscles under the work clothes are much stronger than him...

The two struggled in the office for a long time, and Master Carlisle was almost picked up by the other party and shook off a pile of parts. With his force level being crushed, he could only agree to the other party's conditions and release Gretel.

The old man in work clothes waved his hand, and three wooden boxes, one and a half feet long, two feet high, fell silently and lined up in a row in front of Grete.

"A single-cylinder microscope, a binoculars, and a binoculars with a turntable. - I've finished it here, where is your thesis?"

"I'm studying it, I'm studying it!" Gretel answered cheerfully. "We have found the correct experimental method, and we still need to cultivate, isolate, and verify it... When I return to the laboratory, give me another month!"

"Then do it! I'm waiting for you!"

"No!" Master Carlisle raised his hand to stop him. The magic badge activated the authority in the mage tower, and the electric light intertwined, instantly sealing the door of the mage tower:

"The spies of the Lord of Radiance are operating outside. He can't leave the Mage Tower. It's not safe!"

"That boat?" the old man laughed. As the vice-president of the Alchemy Union, his source of information was much better informed than Gretel's, and he exposed Carlisle's background:

"Come on, isn't it just that the patrol caught a ship carrying spies at sea? It's not like he didn't catch the spy, so why are you so vigilant? - I see, you just found a reason to lock him up.

So that he can advance with peace of mind and stop doing his job outside!"

"But there are still people who escaped on that ship! - And the other party's contact person and stronghold in Nevis have not been found! The parliament is searching now. For people like him, it is safer to stay at the top of the mountain!"

With a finger, on the mage badge on Grete's chest, four white rings were squeezed inward one after another. The two bronze stars among them were pitiful and huddled together, and they were squeezed out of space...

"It's not bad at all! Others are not here for him!"

"It's better to be safe!"

The two great magicians, one relying on the location and the other relying on the level, stared at each other. Gretel looked left and right, and weakly raised a hand:

"But Mr. Master... keeps locking me in the Mage Tower, and I really can't advance to the next level... I estimate that by the time I finish this project, I will almost be able to become a third-level mage..."

"Then study it here!"

"No! It must be in the laboratory down the mountain! If something happens here, everyone will die!"

Grete jumped. Master Carlisle crossed his arms and raised his chin:

"Prove it to me!"

“Prove it, prove it!”

Grete strode out, walked around the peak twice, and grabbed a handful of soil from a place with the most traffic. Then, he added water, shook it, took the bacterial suspension, added culture medium, and spawned magic...

Promote growth, observe the colonies under a microscope, separate, and promote growth again. After several rounds, mix the cultured bacterial colonies into grass leaves and put them into rabbit cages.

Within a few hours, the rabbits developed diarrhea, vomiting, dehydration and other symptoms to varying degrees. After 24 hours of observation, half of the ten healthy adult rabbits were dead and the other half were dying.

"Believe me, I can make 10 different kinds of plague seeds without duplicates." Gretel looked at the two masters sincerely:

"It's transmitted through water sources, it's transmitted through sneezing and coughing, it's transmitted through broken fingers... To study this thing, you really have to do it at the foot of the mountain, in an open area, away from people. There are no isolation and protective conditions on the mountain. What if I make something?"

If it is leaked, the entire Igor Peak may be wiped out!"


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