Chapter 1129 Cerela’s Radioactive Bowling Ball! (Double Monthly Ticket, Please Vote and Add 3 More Votes)

"Gretel! Do you want my help?"

Cerela jumped over and stood next to Gretel, looking side by side at the arcane eye screen with him.

The silver dragon girl touched around, took a closer look, opened this box, and then opened that basket. After looking at all the ore, he finally ran back to Gretel.

Alas, these mineral sands are not good-looking at all. Even if there is a handful of sparkling ones, they don't have the smell of gems that she likes. Grete’s side is more important!

Gretel nodded to her without moving his eyes. He was staring at the light screen in front of him, relying on the guidance of the light screen to let the invisible servants carry the ore forward:

In the Radiological Research Institute, the three most important things are, of course, leak prevention, leak prevention, and leak prevention. In the previous research institute, wherever robots could be operated remotely, remote operations were always used;

Where remote operation is not possible, thick protective clothing must be worn for operation. All entry and exit must be strictly abided by operating procedures!

Grete didn't want to wear a heavy lead suit, carry an oxygen tank on his back, and be sweaty and tired to operate. In his previous life, he wore a full-body protective suit to prevent viruses. After eight hours, water was dripping from the protective suit;

He must carry this 600 kilograms of lead armor... Well, with the knight's strength and physique, he may not be able to carry it. However, there is an alternative. Why would he, a noble spellcaster, bother to carry it himself? Suffer this kind of foreign crime?

Four invisible servants, two in groups, one in front and one behind, each carried a bed of lead boxes inside. The invisible servants fell silently, and even their bodies were invisible. Only the consciousness of the caster could reflect their figures:

Move forward, move forward, lift your feet, step down, turn...

In the dimly lit corridor, the lead box on the wooden board slowly floated forward. Serila only watched it for a short while before feeling bored:

"When is this going to be moved! - I'll do it, I'll do it! I'm much faster than them!"

"Hey! Don't go in!" Gretel quickly stopped her:

"It's dangerous in here! Even if you, well, don't go in there!"

"Then how long are you going to do it?" Cerela muttered unhappily:

"How many invisible servants can you command by yourself? Four? Eight? There are so many lead boxes... Why don't we think of a more convenient way... like the tracks for transporting ore in the dwarf cave..."

Gretel had thought about this plan before. However, he is not good at alchemy. Standard rails and mine carts are straight and smooth, and it is difficult for him to make them by himself;

There is a little monster "gold coin" who can help, but rubbing such a bulky piece really consumes gold coins on the one hand, and on the other hand, there is not so much metal for him to waste...

Moreover, when I was doing research before, I never imagined that there would be so many things that needed to be transported!

He explained to Cerila in a low voice, and Cerila nodded, feeling a little frustrated. Staring at the light screen, he whispered:

"It would be great if there was a mage tower... With the tower spirit, the work of commanding invisible servants and transporting things can be left to the tower spirit..."

Gretel sweated.

He previously bought a mobile tower spirit, and later built a mage tower in the hospital and used it for the hospital's mage tower;

Later, I transformed my meditation core into a biological computer, and since then I have never felt that I lacked computing power. When I set off from Nevis, I didn’t even think about buying a mobile tower to take with me...

Well, at that time, I couldn’t actually afford it.

All in all, all in all, he never thought that the tower spirit could be used for laziness.

Especially now, when there are a lot of low-end, repetitive, low-cost things to do, could he just relax outside the institute and let the meditation core do the work?

"Actually, there is another way..."

Serila's eyes suddenly lit up and she whispered. Gretel looked at her curiously:

"What?"

"Freeze the ground!"

Cerela's eyes were bright. The silver dragon girl talked about her own profession, gesticulating with great excitement:

"It's very simple! I just need to take a breath like this!"

She inhaled hard, inhaled, stood on tiptoes, and raised her chin high, making a "take a deep breath" look. Grete thought for her in her mind:

"Serila took a deep breath..."

"Take a breath! Then blow inside! I can freeze the entire tunnel, from the inside to the outside! Freeze it with a layer of ice! It will be slippery! By then, all the lead boxes..."

She raised her hands high, then bent down and made a "throwing" motion:

"brush!"

Gretel slowly opened his mouth. Cerela's idea is simple, efficient, and truly fantastic, but it cannot be said to be unreasonable:

Mainly, the cost is low!

Just take a breath!

"Serila, you are amazing!"

Gretel looked at Cerela with admiration. This idea is so awesome! Blow it in with one breath, freezing the ground, transporting items at a low cost——

When the luck was over, she took another breath to suck out the cold air. The institute was clean, as if nothing had happened!

"That's it?"

Serila geared up and poked her head into the corridor. Grete quickly pressed her:

"Wait, wait! - Send these two batches of goods first!"

"All right……"

Serila felt depressed for a moment. Just for a moment, he smiled again:

"Anyway, just wait for a while! When they are ready, I will blow them!"

The area of ​​​​the research institute is not too large, and it does not take long for the invisible servant to walk to the deepest research room.

The two of them stared at the arcane eye screen together. After a while, they saw the invisible servant carrying two wooden boards and sending the lead box into the research room side by side. The next moment, Cerela couldn't wait to take a breath:

"..."

"etc!"

An idea flashed through Gretel's mind and he called an emergency stop. Serila's breath came to her lips. She quickly shut up and swallowed hard:

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem! Ahem!"

She choked with tears, covered her mouth, and glared at Grete. After finally calming down, he took a few quick breaths and glared at Gretel fiercely:

“Next time if you have something to say, say it earlier!!!”

"It's my fault, it's my fault." Gretel folded his hands in front of him, shook them up and down, and apologized repeatedly:

"I just thought of it. - I remember that tin will turn into powder at low temperatures. I can't remember if lead will turn into powder in the same way. Many things inside are packed in lead boxes. We Don’t be in a hurry to exhale, why don’t you give it a try first?”

"Uh...is it that cold?"

"It must be cold! Cerela's breath is the coldest! I remember you said that if you spray it with one breath, even the steel will freeze to a crisp?"

"Of course!" Cerela raised her head proudly. The corners of his mouth curved happily, then he paused and pretended to be modest:

"Like that kind of liquid nitrogen, the temperature of liquid...liquid? Liquid helium? I may not be able to blow it so cold, but it can freeze a handful of steel easily! Unless it is specially added with magic defense, or added I got the armor of adamantine and mithril, and I sprayed it, click!"

"Yes, yes, we have seen how powerful Cerela's breathing is several times." Grete gave her a thumbs up:

"So, before we try our best to exhale, shall we try it with a lead box first? If it really freezes and cracks, then... we should restrain ourselves and use less force? Anyway, what we want, Is it just a slide?”

"Well! Let's try it first!"

Serira accepted Gretel's words as a matter of course. She took a row of lead boxes, lined them up, and started spraying them one by one:

"call."

This seems to be no problem.

"call……"

This squirt was a bit more forceful. I picked it up, touched it, and pinched it, and it seemed to be fine.

"call--"

The result of this bite...well...clicks!

Did I spray too much, or did I use too much force when I squeezed the lead box?

Gretel accompanies her and tries every step of the way. After trying for a long time, I finally found a suitable temperature:

"I know! I just need to use half of my strength, blow carefully, blow carefully, and I will definitely not freeze the lead box to crack! Grete, get out of the way, look! It's me!"

Cerela Moonlight Fleissgritte took a deep breath...

A frosty white air flow violently rushed into the laboratory.

The floor, walls, ceiling, and dark rocks of the corridor were soon covered with a layer of solid ice. Along the stone wall, it extends forward quietly and quickly.

"Slow down! Slow down!" Gretel half-bent, turning his face sideways, almost letting one eye touch the ground. While observing the shape of the ground, he kept reminding:

"Pay attention to the shape! Pay attention to keeping the ground smooth! Pay attention to maintaining the height. It is best to have the outside a little higher than the inside. If not, it cannot be lower than the inside!"

Serila remained silent, controlled her breathing, and breathed inward steadily and longly. After spraying it in one breath, he straightened up and let out a sweet moan:

"I know~~~ I've been playing like this since I was a child! When I was a child, I would spray like this for a while in my parents' dragon's nest, and then go skating on it! Don't worry, I'm pretty good at it!"

Grete looked up and smiled at her. Cerela wrinkled her nose, snorted proudly, and reached out to him:

"Bring it!"

"What?"

"Lead box!"

Gretel quickly handed over a lead box with both hands. A 1 centimeter thick lead box with a volume of one liter, and half a box of ore filled with it, was really heavy. He really needed both hands to hold it.

Serila easily took it with one hand, lunged forward with her left leg, lunged back with her right leg, stretched her left hand slightly forward, held the lead box in her right hand, and swung it backwards:

"go--"

With a swipe, the lead box fell on the ice and sped away. Follow the smooth, flat, slightly downward curve, spin in a circle, and plunge into the research room. With a bang, it hit the lead box sealed by ice.

"another one!"

"boom!"

"another one!"

"Bang! - Oops, it's not right this time!"

"another one!"

"Bang! - Wow! Double kill!"

Serira wanted to pass the lead box again and again, and threw it in excitedly. Gretel squatted next to her, passing the lead boxes to her one by one, silently cursing:

Does this mean that the Radioactive Research Institute is a bowling lane?

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