Chapter 1291 Work Harder! We Can't Fall Behind Gretel!

Gretel's bold words spread like wind throughout the entire Magic Academy.

Not only did the elves who competed with him in research know about it, but also the teachers of these elves and the elders in the magic academy also knew about it.

And if they all know it, it means that other instructors, other students in the magic academy, and even Huahuacaocao know it——

Yes, many of the plants in the Magic Academy, even if they are not ancient trees, are high-level and mid-level magic plants. They are also spiritual and conscious, and can chat with each other on a daily basis...

"What? That Nordmark mage wants to produce results before the Great Rift attacks next time?"

"Did you hear that, the new half-elf wants to spend a month or two to make a blood-replenishing magic that elves haven't made for hundreds of years!"

"...It seems like thousands of years? Does the blood-replenishing magic of the elves have any effect?"

"It seems, it's better than nothing..."

The students were whispering, the tutors were whispering, the birds and monsters flying over the academy were whispering, and the flowers and plants were also whispering.

Listening to the ears of elves who communicate with animals and plants on a daily basis, as well as eating and drinking, really makes the tips of their ears tremble, tremble, red, red, and hot:

"Did you hear that? Did you hear that?" Half-step legend, Kusa Oak yelled at several group leaders during a regular meeting early in the morning:

"That Nordmark mage wants to get the soldiers treated as soon as possible before the next battle in the Great Rift begins!

I am a new half-elf who was not born or raised on Everjum Island, but I have this thought! We, the native elves, can’t compare to him! "

His eyes were blood red and murderous, and he glared at each one:

"Hiro! Have you sorted out your information?"

"ah……?"

Shiloh's long light green hair was neatly combed without any mess. There was a faint scent of grass lingering on her body, and she looked like she was extremely concerned about her personal image.

Being called upon by the team leader, he blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes and felt a little confused:

"...Isn't it just one day? How can there be any results in one day?"

"How many days do you want? Is three days enough?"

"How is that possible!"

Hiro responded reflexively. After blurting out, his voice became lower and lower under the other party's blood-red eyes:

"Don't say three days, five days... may not be enough... I still want..."

"No matter what you want, stop it all!" Kusa Oak ordered without question:

"We elf spellcasters are uniquely blessed and favored by nature. Unlike those humans, we only need four hours of sleep a day to ensure that we can cast spells the next day!

The other half-elves are working hard on research, but we are still enjoying ourselves, spending time combing our hair, dressing up, spraying perfume, and arranging flowers and plants. Are you embarrassed!

Three days, I only give you three days! "

Shiloh shrank back with a look of despair. Kusa Oak continued to take roll call and confirmed the progress with the team leaders one by one:

"Ileel, I will give you three days too! Today, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow early in the morning, we will have a meeting here. I want to see all the items and the organized catalog!"

"Herini, at least 100 copies of each plant. Is there any problem?"

"Yes..." Heleni frowned slightly, her face dark.

She subconsciously raised her hand to brush her hair, but when she saw the dust and plant debris stuck between her nails and on her fingers, she put it down again:

"For low-level and mid-level related magic plants, 100 copies of each are no problem. For high-level ones, the maximum is 50 copies. For super-level ones, even 10 copies are not enough..."

"Leave it alone for the ultra-level ones." Kusa Oak immediately replied:

"After all, not every warrior can use super-level magic plants, and even high-level magic plants must be used sparingly. Our goal is to find the answer on mid- and low-level magic plants."

"Everyone works hard! We must get ahead of Master Nordmark!"

The elves dispersed in a hurry and went to work. The tips of Kusa Oak's ears moved, and he heard Shiloh sighing from a distance:

"I have to stay up late... I have to work hard... My perfect skin... My flowing hair... I have just brewed half of the moondew wine, and I have to collect flower petals to put it in..."

“Your moondew wine is sour every time!!!”

Kutha Oak roared.

Three days later, everyone gathered together again.

Shiloh took three members of his team, each commanding a string of floating saucers, and dragged in a dozen large boxes half as tall as a man:

Books that are two feet long, one foot wide and two inches thick, books three inches thick, books with metal edges on the corners, books with magic circles outlined with mithril threads on the cover, books with gems inlaid on the cover...

Scrolls made of tree bark, scrolls made of ancient tree leaves, scrolls made of World Tree leaves, scrolls made of Warcraft skins...

Made of wood from ancient tree trunks... This cannot be called a scroll, it can only be called a record board, a record board made of monster bones and horns, a record board inlaid on metal with mithril threads...

The catalog alone was a hand-copied booklet. At the front of the manual, a table of contents, stretches for three pages.

Afterwards, the items Yi Leier brought from the royal court were much smaller in number, but each item was brilliant and exuded the unique brilliance of high-level spells.

Not to mention, all kinds of low-level, middle-level, and super-level plants, flowers, fruits, seeds, bark, leaves, and roots, piled up into hills one after another;

Not to mention, the enclosed area alone is more than ten times the size of Gretel's laboratory...

"We must succeed! We must succeed!" Kusa Oak waved his arms, encouraging his team members:

"No matter what, we have to make something decent before the next battle in the Great Rift!"

They dove headfirst into research. First, it is to reorganize previous research, select the parts that may be promising, and discard the parts that are completely impossible;

Secondly, sort out all the magic plants that are said to have the effect of replenishing blood;

Then, the animals kept in captivity in the back kitchen of the magic academy, such as chickens, rabbits, sheep and deer, all suffered bad luck one by one:

Make a cut and bleed. Seeing the blood pouring into the basin, I had to estimate a similar number and throw a healing spell on it quickly;

Then, try blood-replenishing magic on these animals that will be slaughtered anyway, feed the blood-replenishing magic plant, or use the blood-replenishing magic plant as a casting material to release the blood-replenishing magic...

Soon, Kusa Oak and his team encountered constant inquiries and doubts from both inside and outside the team.

"Ahhh! This chicken was bled to death! The healing technique couldn't save it!"

"Ms. Gisar in the kitchen asked, how many animals can be used for cooking today?"

"Can rabbits fed with Wugui Silver Buds still eat them?"

Of course, the most important and heaviest thing is an almost accusatory question:

"How is the way we treat animals different from that half-elf?"

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