Chapter 159 Archmages Are Cunning and Cunning!

Gretel has been at the Magic Council headquarters for more than a month, and this is the first time she has the opportunity to go up the mountain and see the core group of magic towers. The small train clanked and clanked all the way up the track. The light outside the train window dimmed little by little as the height increased.

Water mist gradually filled the glass windows. Grete stretched out his hand and wiped it wildly, then looked out through the window and found that the train had entered the fog, and the visibility outside was less than 20 meters. Further up, the rain fell continuously, hitting dots on the car windows, which soon became lines of water.

"I didn't bring an umbrella!"

Grete looked at the red-robed mage for help. High-level wizards may have magical protection, such as Master Carlisle. Grete saw that when he walked out, the rain naturally drained away from him. But he is a great mage, and a level 1 mage like him has no such ability!

Not to mention whether you might catch a cold or pneumonia if you get wet in the middle of winter, it would be too embarrassing to go see the Archmage all wet!

"Don't worry, you won't get wet." Red-robed mage Harvey laughed. Grete felt a little relieved, thinking that the rain would stop when they reached the top of the mountain. The rain really stopped, but——

A violent blizzard.

Before the car even stopped, the howling wind was blowing snow flakes, and the car windows were already banging. The glass windows were shaking back and forth in the window frames, and even the train car itself had a suspicious shaking feeling.

Gretel: "..."

How strong is this wind? Level seven? Eighth grade? Isn't it going up to level nine? If it is strengthened again, I no longer have to worry about whether I will get wet, but I will have to worry about whether I can walk!

The red-robed mage opposite still smiled and said nothing. The train crawled up a short distance into level ground. After traveling another twenty or thirty meters, there was a sudden silence outside the carriage, the wind slowed down, and the blizzard disappeared without a trace, as if we had entered another world.

Gretel tried to look back. No walls, no glass, no visible entity. However, the wind and snow were indeed blocked, whirling and whistling twenty or thirty meters behind, weaving into a white barrier.

"Welcome to Igor Peak."

Master Harvey kept admiring Grete's shocked expression until the train stopped, then he smiled and pointed forward:

"What you see is the defense system of the mage tower group, the Igor Mystery Lock. The top of Igor Peak has lightning and thunder all year round, and there are violent storms and snow in winter, so part of the Mystery Lock is opened as usual. On the one hand, it regulates the climate; on the other hand, You can also actively draw power from the storm.”

This is...a large-scale active weather defense system?

Also comes with active energy absorption?

Even the high-tech in previous lives couldn’t do it!

Grete sighed sincerely. So in this alien world, the technology may not be that backward, it may just be that the technology tree is crooked...

Master Harvey allowed Grete to turn his head vigorously and admired the wonder of the lock for a while before passing over a small sign. He motioned for Gretel to hang it on his wrist:

"This is a temporary pass inside the Mystery Lock. You have not authenticated it in the Tower of Babel - oh, the main mage tower in it - so hang this to make it easier to walk."

Saying that, he stepped out of the carriage first. A ray of light immediately shot down from the sky and shone on the two of them. In Gretel's hand, the small round card buzzed slightly, and his vision immediately became clear.

The top of Eagle Peak is not sharp and tall, but a continuous plateau. In the center of the platform stood a majestic mage tower, with its upper half inserted deeply into the clouds, and vague lightning dancing around the tower.

Surrounding the main tower are a group of mage towers of different shapes, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin. There is also a crooked one poking there, with an angle larger than the Leaning Tower of Pisa. Looking at it, Grete was really worried that it would fall to the bottom of the cliff. Master Harvey pointed to a pyramid-shaped one and introduced it to him:

"That's from the Necromancy School..."

Gretel: "..." Can I guess there is an inverted pyramid below?

But he didn't have time to explore them one by one. Master Harvey led him straight forward and entered the right side of the main tower, a mage tower with slender and smooth lines and a full waist. As he walked, he introduced:

"The teacher attaches great importance to your paper on bats and submitted it to the review committee for review. The review committee collected the recent situation and received a letter from Master Wood, so they asked you to come up and ask about the situation..."

With that said, he stepped into the mage tower. The auxiliary tower on the right is a bright light blue from the wall to the ground, like the color of water waves. The interior of the wall changes profoundly, and at a glance, it seems that there are ripples rolling continuously.

Gretel was about to take a closer look when Master Harvey had already pulled him into a small semicircular room. He reached out and touched the wall, pointed at a translucent black panel at shoulder height and whispered: "Floor 35, thank you."

"Floor 35, please wait." A soft female voice replied. Gretel's feet sank, and numbers began to flash on the black panel: 1, 2, 3...10, 11...

Voice-activated elevator? Gretel was a little surprised. Master Harvey observed his words and introduced him: "We can just stand here. The tower spirit will control this room and raise it to the 35th floor. When we come down later, we will also speak to the tower spirit here."

I'm not surprised about voice-controlled elevators, I'm surprised that you have voice-controlled elevators here... Gretel complained silently.

They were received by the Archmage on the 35th floor. The person who came forward to inquire was the one who taught the sonic course, Master Qifar, Master Harvey's teacher. He called Grete forward, turned the paper in his hand to the last page, pointed to a few lines of words and asked him:

"Gret Nordmark? - Your paper says that the experimental conditions are limited and the results may not be accurate. So, what conditions do you need to ensure accuracy?"

"Animal types, quantity, care staff, experimental environment, equipment." Grete answered very fluently:

"Experimental animals must at least be mice, rabbits, pigs, sheep, horses, if possible, plus pigeons and dogs, and preferably monkeys. Seek healthy adults, half male and female, based on 100 times the number of bat species. Quantity configuration. At least 3 to 5 species of bats...manpower...houses...experimental equipment..."

I've long wanted the lion to open his mouth! God knows that when he asked Elder Wood for help, the experimental conditions were deleted again and again, reduced again and again, until he couldn't cut anymore, and if he cut again, nothing could be done!

Just like the school building of Southwest Associated University, it was changed from three floors to two floors, from two floors to one-story house, from brick walls to adobe walls, from green tile roof to thatched roof...

"If these conditions were given to you, could you achieve the same result?"

Master Qifar listened patiently and then asked. Gretel immediately shook his head:

"No. I can only say that the more complete the experimental conditions are, the greater the probability of producing results."

"But if you do it according to your conditions, it will cost a lot." Master Qifar's eyes flashed with a smile:

"If you can't guarantee the results, what if the Magic Council doesn't agree to redo it?"

"I've tried my best." Grete replied without hesitation. I gave the forewarning and handed in the thesis. Do you want me to make the decision for the Magic Council as to whether to spend money and whether to conduct repeated experiments?

If the patient refuses to pay or undergo an examination, we can't do it!

Anyway, I have confirmed its transmission route. If the council refuses to issue a warning, I will wear a mask every day, try to maintain social distance, and brush myself with healing spells every day...

"You just need to give me a grade for this assignment. Everything else is fine with me." He said calmly. Master Qifar’s smile deepened:

"Then I'll take it as your consent!"

Without waiting for Grete to answer, he touched a pen and scribbled two lines of words on the paper. Passed it to Master Harvey:

"You sort out the experimental conditions Gretel wants, make an evaluation, and apply to the Magic Council for emergency project approval. After the application is approved, let him preside over it and conduct repeated experiments."

Gretel: "...Hey!"

What did I promise? I didn’t agree to anything! Repeat the experiment and do it yourself! I still have a lot to study, a lot of magic to learn, meditate, and level up!

Archmages are cunning and cunning!