Chapter 711: Gretel, don’t blow up the ship! Oh, is it Cerela? That’s okay.
The study became quiet for a while. Cerira occupied a corner of Grete's study, with their backs to each other, doing research separately.
Gretel was writing calculations, drawing magic circles, making magic configurations, and verifying spells, while Serira was just burning and burning all the way...
All the various metals and metal solutions on the ship that the eldest lady could think of were brought over and burned.
She didn't light either an alcohol lamp or a Bunsen burner. There was no readily available gas on the ship, and Gretel didn't modify the Bunsen burner either.
Gretel himself used the magic circle in the instrument to activate the flames. As for Cerela...
The eldest lady raised a finger, and on her fingertips, a wisp of transparent flames rose out of thin air. She held a metal wire in her other hand and poked it into the flames.
"Ugh, I don't have any hands anymore, it's too late to measure the wavelength..."
"When the flame is hanging in the air, don't use your fingers..." Gretel quickly turned around:
"The metal wire is held in the mage's hand, leaving both hands free to operate the light wave measuring instrument!"
"OK!"
Cerela happily mobilized the magic elements, controlled the mage's hand, and continued to burn, observe, and record. Gretel, on the other hand, continued to scratch his scalp, bite the pen, and squeeze the magic array configuration like toothpaste:
"I always feel that these results are simply not enough..."
Last time, he dismantled [Distinguish Bloodline] into pieces, developed the blood type-specific modules, combined them into a new magic, and advanced to level 6 mage...
The entire research, from ideas, to process, to results, is entirely his own innovation;
But this time when testing blood potassium, blood sodium, and blood calcium, the magic is new, but the thinking is old.
Grete had a vague feeling that he might need to touch on something deeper and more essential in order to complete his promotion.
"Where is this point... You can't really let me study it..."
Grete swallowed the word "electronic transition" and thought hard:
"[Identify bloodline]...[Identify bloodline]...Why can I see color in this configuration, but not in that configuration?"
The flame burns the electrons and absorbs enough energy to jump back to the original level and emit photons to produce visible light;
[Distinguish Bloodline] Produce the same color as in the meditation field of vision;
So, the principle of this part of [Distinguish Bloodline] is the same as that of flame burning, or to a certain extent, it also provides energy to stimulate electronic transitions?
Uh... To prove this, we must first prove that what can be seen in the field of vision of meditation is the same thing as the photons excited by the burning flame...
Gretel cannot do this. For him, or for ordinary humans, what he sees in his meditation field of vision cannot be seen with human eyes.
However, just because humans can't see it, doesn't mean that other creatures can't see it. For example, Cerela can use her eyes to directly see X-rays...
"Cerella?"
The silver dragon girl turned around. Just as she turned her head, a bottle of solution hanging in the air flipped over and spilled into the sky.
Half of it was sprinkled on the table, and the other half was sprinkled in a flask with an unknown opening, and mixed with an unknown liquid...
"Sai...Rui...La..."
"Ah, I'll clean it up right now, I'll clean it up right now!" Cerira quickly stuck out her tongue. With a wave of her hand, the cleaning technique flew out, and the liquid on the table was swept away:
"what's up?"
She moved so quickly that Gretel stopped worrying about her illegal operation. He touched the test tube containing the potassium chloride solution, took a drop of the solution, and turned to Miss Silver Dragon:
"Celera, look carefully. When I cast the spell, can you see the purple light? Just like when I use flame to burn the solution? Three, two, one!"
A dismantled version of [Identifying Bloodline] was taken. Miss Yinlong narrowed her eyes and looked at it carefully for a while:
"I can't see clearly. Just wait..."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled deeply, inhaled deeply again, and exhaled deeply. When he opened his eyes again, those silver-blue eyes had turned into pure silver vertical pupils:
"Come again!"
Gretel cast the spell again. This time Cerela frowned for a long time and shook her head slightly.
Is the direction of thinking wrong?
Are there any problems with the research idea?
Gretel's heart sank. However, after Cerela shook her head, she was stimulated for a while, and slowly thought about the answer:
"I seem to have seen it, but I don't seem to have seen it... maybe the room is too bright..."
Is it too bright? Then use darkness magic! Gretel got up, closed the door, closed the curtains, and extinguished all the lights in the room. What? In broad daylight, two people were hiding inside?
Leave him alone!
He still felt that the room was not dark enough, so the windows, doors, and all the places that could be illuminated were all covered with darkness spells. When the room was completely dark, he groped back and raised the tube of potassium chloride solution:
"are you done?"
"Ready!"
Miss Silver Dragon answered crisply. Gretel concentrated on taking the solution and shooting the spell.
"I see it, I see it!" Miss Yinlong shouted happily:
"Hey, it's really a little bit dark, but I can't really see it in this form!"
So, maybe, maybe, probably, visible light is really stimulated, but it is just very, very weak visible light? Under normal conditions, humans cannot see with the naked eye and can only resort to a meditative state?
Gretel wanted to try it again. He lit up a lighting technique, turned around and took out several tubes of potassium chloride solution of different concentrations, shuffling the order:
"Celera, try it, can you see these colors, which one is lighter and which one is darker?"
Bang bang bang, the spells were shot out one by one. In the darkness, Serila's vertical pupils were shining, and she looked carefully:
"Well...the third one is the lightest, the second one is darker, the first one is darker, and the fourth one is the darkest..."
All right!
Severa, as an auxiliary observer, you are really awesome!
Gretel was suddenly inspired. He gave her a thumbs up, lowered his head and started writing quickly. Cerela also turned around happily, humming a song, and continued to burn various solutions.
"This is purple..."
"This one is earthy red..."
"This one is yellow-green..."
"this is……"
"boom!!!"
There was a deafening explosion. Air waves swept across and fragments flew everywhere.
Fortunately, Gretel brought the medal presented by the Queen, and the [Defense Arrow] automatically popped out, so he was spared from being disfigured by the broken glass. Just as he was about to hide under the table, a figure flew over and pressed him tightly on the table:
"Cough...cough, Cerela, let me go...I'm about to be crushed to death by you..."
Grete struggled with difficulty. At the same time, exclamations, shouts, and rapid footsteps echoed outside the cabin door. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, the dark magic was dispelled, and a head poked in:
"Gretel! How are you?!"
Joanna was almost dying of panic. She arrived safely, returned safely, and saw everyone happy and about to get home, when suddenly there was an explosion! It exploded outward from the cabin, and the windows and window frames were all torn off!
What happened?!
There is an assassin imprisoned on this ship! Although he is an assassin who is shackled, bound by spells and ropes, and is being guarded at all times, who knows what trouble he will cause!
If something happens to others, Gretel must not let anything happen to her!
"Gretel, don't blow up the ship!"
She hurried over to take a look, and at a glance she saw Grete lying innocently on the table, and Cerela standing aside with an embarrassed face. The table closer to the girl collapsed, as if she was facing the girl.
Fireball:
"Oh, it's Cerela? Then it's okay..."
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