Chapter 1424 I Want All the Chromosome Data of the Elves! (Asking for a Guaranteed Monthly Ticket)

Gretel clasped his hands behind his back and walked in a circle at the entrance of the small courtyard, and then circled again.

——Fortunately, the courtyard where he lives is called "Small Courtyard" and is actually quite large. He, Serira, Bernard, Apa, Apa's girlfriend Shiloh, and Udian, everyone has a room.

What, you said Apa and Shiloh can live in the same room?

This one, that one, Apa's human form sleeps in one room, deer form and Shiloh sleep in another room...

Considering Apa's size, his and Shiloh's rooms were extra large.

That is to say, Serila's silver dragon form is too huge, and there is no special dragon nest for her. Otherwise, the area of ​​​​the yard will have to be increased ten times.

Right now, when Serira wants to enjoy the dragon's nest, she can either go to the nearby mountain top to roll around, or simply lie down on the top of the World Tree... No matter when, the World Tree has never rejected her...

With such a big house, only the entrance to the yard, or in other words, outside the flower wall, can accommodate piles of gifts:

When you give gifts, do you dare to be a little smaller?

What's going on with that huge box? The coffin can't even keep up with its size. If it's bigger, it can be called a container!

And the flowerpot next to it? Is that a flowerpot? That's called a water tank! The tree planted in the water tank... that tree...

If I accept it this time, next time, will you just send an ancient tree over?

Gretel walked around three times in a row before patting his head and rubbing his forehead helplessly.

These gifts are all attached with green leaves or soft vines, and their names and long family names are signed in grapevine-like cursive script.

However, Grete felt a headache when he saw the curly fonts, and it was even more headache when he saw that his first and last names were filled with vines and had twists and turns.

There were so many words crowded together that he didn't even want to read them, let alone identify who the gift belonged to and which family it belonged to. As for breaking up with the owner of the gift?

Turning around and looking around, there were indeed several heads looming in the nearby woods. In addition to elves poking their heads, there are also birds looking curiously, and foxes stretching their heads covertly——

Please, with this agile look, you can tell at a glance that it is not an ordinary animal. Turning into animals, or using animal companions to get information, you guys are a little too open about it...

Grete was complaining madly in his heart. However, at this time, it was useless to catch those probing elves. They would just beat the snake and follow the stick, trying desperately to make him accept these gifts.

Just like before the operation or before the rescue is completed, it is useless to ask the patient's family to take back the red envelope. They will only double the money.

The correct approach is to hand the red envelope to the medical office and help deposit the medical expenses in the name of the patient. After the patient is discharged from the hospital, let him or his family members settle the settlement by themselves...

Like now. Gretel looked around and immediately called Idian to gather all the gifts. You can send it to the magic academy, throw it directly into the material library, or send it to the project team.

In short, these gifts will definitely not go into his own pocket!

"Spread the news for me. I won't accept these things. When it comes to participating in experiments or whatever, who should be included in the group or who should be included in the group. I will only consider it fairly based on the purpose of the experiment. I will not let anyone in because of who gave me a gift." .”

"Hey, it's not like that-"

"As for. Or, you inform them and take the things back? It's not too late to take them back now..."

Gretel left the question to Idian, letting him smile bitterly, summoning vines to weave into a cart, throwing the gifts up one by one, and then summoning Appalela.

The wheels of the trolley are not perfectly round, but fortunately they are automatically equipped with floating skills. Even if they are not too round, the friction with the ground is not too great, and Appa can still pull them.

The Silver Moon Deer walked majestically in front, and Hiro held a rope to pull the cart in her mouth, walking beside her meaningfully - the rope was even loose. It was obvious that the female unicorn did not exert any effort.

On the contrary, the cart that Idian summoned stretched out a large bush of vines, gathering and fixing a cart full of gifts.

If it weren't for the limited height of the road under the trees, I'm afraid the gifts on the car could be piled twice as high - anyway, they are supported by the floating technique, and at worst they can be pulled by vines, just fly a kite and drag them over.

Right now, I have no choice but to work hard for Idian and Appa, running back and forth once, then again, twice, three times, four or five times.

These large quantities of gifts were delivered, and the elves who gave the gifts were immediately alarmed. However, Grete stayed behind closed doors and refused all communication, so they could only go to the elders to ask around.

After asking around, I only found two pieces of information. First, Grete stated resolutely that gifts would not be accepted and gifts would not be used as a criterion for selecting candidates for inclusion in the group. Anyone who wanted to send more gifts would be disqualified from joining the group;

Second, Grete said privately that animal experiments must be conducted first for the first few batches of research. If you can choose a small one, choose a small one. It is light in weight and consumes less.

Well water from the Well of Eternity is not cheap. If you can save some, try to save as much as you can!

"...So, should we give it a try and send the messengers we trained into the group?" The elves who failed to send gifts discussed privately:

"Anyway, we don't expect those messengers to become legends, to be able to reach half-step legend, or to advance even once. It would be good! We train ourselves, how many resources will be spent to advance each time!"

"But... the advancement is too high, can we sustain it? We ourselves have not reached the half-step legend..."

"What's there to worry about? Swifts, terns, and even gray geese are all docile birds. Even if the advancement is successful, at least they won't bite back, right?"

However, here at Grete, even birds are not accepted for the time being. In order to help the subject advance in a targeted manner, Grete shifted the focus of his work to the study of chromosomes:

Low-level warrior!

Intermediate warrior!

High-level warrior!

Low-level spellcaster!

Intermediate spellcaster!

High-level spellcaster!

There are also legends. As long as they are easy to talk to and willing to give face to, Grete shamelessly asks for a tissue sample and asks him to test the chromosome points...

Buzz buzz, buzz buzz. The oak stick, or the fruit on the oak tree, has grown from one to ten, then to twenty or thirty, and then to forty or fifty.

The tree canopy covers most of the laboratory, and the tree roots are winding like snakes, extending far outside the yard. The elves working in the laboratory began delivering fertilizer once every ten days, then once every five days, and soon, once every three days...

"Boss, I'm going to die! I'm going to die! I'm going to be exhausted!"

"If you work faster, you won't die from exhaustion." Grete was so busy recording, comparing, and analyzing these chromosome samples that he felt dizzy and his eyes were bloodshot.

Even with the help of a treatment, he would give his eyes a shot from time to time, but the treatment did not cure dry eye syndrome, at least it was not symptomatic, and his eyes were still very dry...

"I can't get up! I'm done!" Oak Staff continued to make a fuss. On its body, a small snake with black stripes on a white background emerged, getting bigger and bigger, entangled in the canopy of the tree in the form of a giant python, and poked its head out to look out:

"The little snake has been helping me these days! It keeps working all day long without closing its eyes! It can't stand it anymore! Boss, you are squeezing us too much!!!"

"Why don't you give yourself a level up?" Gretel didn't even look back. He compared the fifty samples in his hand, which came from the same elf family, ranging from low-level to legendary——

It can be seen that the distribution of golden points does have some regularity. At least a few of the legendary points are consistent with low-level warriors.

However, comparing all the legends together, this regularity is not much better than "three short and one long, choose the longer one"...

"I need more samples... I need more data... Ashu, separate all the warriors and spellcasters so far and see which points are unique to warriors and which are unique to spellcasters. some……"

"Should I advance? Boss, if you don't advance, how can I advance!!!"

The leaves of the oak staff were shaking, and even the fourteen thick branches branching out from the main trunk were trembling up and down, almost trying to perform an invincible hot wheel. Gretel coughed and knocked on the table:

"You have your own chromosomes, don't you? Concentrate your energy, mobilize the power of nature around you, and try to change one? Extend a golden dot?"

"I - no - can! Or can you let the little snake advance and try it?"

"Don't make trouble...the little snake doesn't even have a physical body, where did it get its chromosomes..."

Grete was so busy that she didn't even look up. Fifty samples are not enough, a hundred samples are not enough, then more samples are needed!

Have all the teachers, researchers, and students in the magic academy finished sampling?

Where are the guardians of the Elven Court? Where are the soldiers? How about so many people in the Elf King's court?

The warriors guarding the World Tree, the patrollers around the Great Rift, the guardians of each node of the Mystery Chain... the children, adults, hunters, and guardians in each village...

"Go and take samples! Go to work! Speed! I need more data!" Gretel gave the order without hesitation. At the same time, send a message to Nevis through the Mage Tower:

"Do you have the chromosome sampling and scanning data of human professionals? Do you have the data of different levels, different professions, and extraordinary points? Can you send me a batch? I need it here!"

"Well, actually, I have a batch of ready-made ones here." Archmage Heins appeared out of nowhere:

"Black Crow Swamp has invested a lot of energy in this project and obtained a lot of data. Of course, most of them are skeletons, zombies, and various undead creatures. If you don't mind, you can also use them..."

"Bring it first! Bring it, bring it!" Grete was overjoyed. At this time, only those who hate having less data don’t dislike those who have too much data! ——

Bring it!

Bring it, bring it!

At this time, there are only those who hate the small monthly ticket, and there are no people who dislike the large monthly ticket!

The cat wants a monthly pass!

Everyone, take a look at the guaranteed monthly tickets in the ticket warehouse and vote for me first! Don't worry about the double at the end of the month, just stabilize the top ten in fantasy first! ! !