Chapter 1827 Meditation Advanced Safety Experiment Is Fully Launched!
"Have you heard? The Council is summoning subjects, saying they want to test the burden of advanced meditation on the brain... Do you want to go?"
"Does this test cost money?"
Andre Mutter finished an adventurous mission and was wandering aimlessly on the street, planning to find a better restaurant to reward himself. Before I could find the restaurant, a conversation suddenly floated through my ears:
"I don't know... I heard that the White Tower has posted a notice. Let's go take a look?"
"Go and see! Come together!"
Test meditation progression?
In this adventure mission, I went through life and death. I feel that I have made great progress, and I have a vague opportunity to advance... What is this test for? Will it help me?
Andre Mutter adjusted his mage robe and followed the flow of people going up to the White Tower. There was still half a mile away from the White Tower, and I was already surprised:
Huh!
There are so many people!
The public carriages and private carriages carrying guests were already lined up half a mile away! Right here, there is a separate pedestrian passage next to it. There are vendors running around with baskets in their arms, constantly selling:
"Sir, would you like to buy an apple? Fresh apples! Delicious!"
"Sir, would you like some freshly baked bread? There's butter and jam, all homemade!"
"Madam, do you want to buy a handkerchief? You see your forehead is wet with sweat! Of course the cleaning technique can clean it, but it is not comfortable to wipe with a handkerchief! There is also a kettle here, you can wet the handkerchief and wipe your face!"
Andre Mutter bought a piece of bread, added butter, jam, and eggs, and filled his stomach in a hurry. Walk all the way forward, observe all the way, and listen with all your ears:
Nivis is open to many low-level spellcasters, allowing them to accept tasks, hand in tasks, deliver materials, submit papers, and self-tests. The place commonly known as the "White Tower" has seen a tenfold increase in traffic in the past few days.
Some of the spellcasters who came to the White Tower worked in private mage towers, some were in various production organizations, some were members of adventure groups like him, and some were employed by nobles or wealthy businessmen.
Different origins, different identities, all of them asked for leave and came to the White Tower.
As soon as I stepped into the White Tower, the notice on the wall was clearly written. Andre Mutter looked up and found himself in a queue with a sign saying "Sign up for the test".
While following the team forward, he pricked up his ears and listened to the questions and answers from the staff and consultants in front:
"Does this test cost money?"
"If it doesn't say you want money, you don't need money." Inside the counter, the low-level first-level female mage sitting upright adjusted the badge on her chest and smiled sweetly:
"This test was applied for by a high-level mage of the healing department, and the research budget of the parliament was used. Not only does it cost no money, it doesn't even require food and lodging for the few days to participate in the test."
"Cut~~~"
The magicians booed quietly. Andre Mutter also pursed his lower lip slightly: Who is short of room and board expenses?
Those who can become spell casters are the worst and the worst, and they are also the middle-income group in this city.
Not to mention living in a mage's mansion with magical guidance and invisible servant service, a clean wooden floor house, and enough firewood in the fireplace, these can always be achieved;
Not to mention the three meals of Warcraft meat, there is Warcraft milk and divine berry fruit in the afternoon tea. At least I can eat white bread, drink milk, and have meat every meal, so I can still do it.
Who would take a few days off and lose a few days of work just for the cost of food and accommodation? It seems that he has just finished the mission. If he is about to set off with the group, he will not waste the opportunity of the whole group to take part in the test!
"By the way, is this test dangerous?"
"How can advanced meditation be dangerous?" In front of another counter, a middle-aged second-level mage asked dully.
Andre Mutter took one look and sighed. He knew this clerk, his name was Martifu, he was from the prophecy department, he was 45 years old, and he had been stuck in the level of second-level mage for thirty years.
This guy failed to attack the third-level mage three times in a row, damaging his foundation and completely losing the possibility of advancement. So I had no choice but to rely on connections and find a job as a clerk in the White Tower.
The reason why this clerk is depressed is probably because he is not qualified to participate in this test...
"Advancing cannot be without danger." A clear voice rose from the front of another team:
"What a blessing it is to be able to advance under the care of a high-level therapist. If there is a problem, we can treat it in time! Danger, what is danger?
Is there a healer protecting the danger, or is there no healer protecting the danger? "
"But... I'm still a little far away from an advanced breakthrough... Will they let me force a breakthrough?"
A trembling voice asked softly. Andre Mutter's attention immediately focused:
The method of forcibly breaking through is usually to take some stimulating drugs to stimulate mental excitement, so as to break through certain barriers that have blocked oneself for a long time.
Such a breakthrough will usually cause damage to the person. It may require a year and a half of rest at the least, or it may damage the foundation and cut off the hope of future breakthroughs.
Generally speaking, unless it is absolutely necessary, the Council encourages magicians to progress naturally and not to force themselves to pass the level...
"It's best to be a magician who has the hope of a natural breakthrough." Master Martieff was a little impatient and turned over a page of information:
"Of course, there are not that many magicians who have reached the edge of natural advancement, and many of them rely on external forces. This needs to be noted when testing...
In addition, given that there are not that many magicians in the breakthrough group, there is also an excessive spellcasting group and an over-level spellcasting group. The testers in these two groups are not paid, but are given relevant spellcasting materials, spellcasting guidance, and magic recovery potions. "
Is that so?
Are the conditions so favorable?
Andre Mutter sighed. So, if you really can't break through, you can also join another group, cast spells repeatedly, squeeze yourself repeatedly, and make your mental power stronger through training?
This is a good thing!
A large part of the reason why he progressed so slowly was that he was reluctant to practice spells. He was too poor to pay for spell materials, rent a practice field, or rent a meditation room...
With such good conditions, you must join! Break your head and join in too!
The line crawled forward slowly. Andre Mutter discovered for the first time that there were so many low-level mages in Nevis. It seemed that all low-level mages from Nevis were here. The staff had to repeat over and over again:
"If you cannot advance within three days after receiving the notice and joining the experiment, you will have to take drugs to impact the barrier!"
"If you are unable to progress naturally, and you are unwilling to take medicine, the cost of the meditation room and the cost of experimental tests must be compensated! - Here are the compensation standards. Take a look and make sure you can afford it!"
"If you feel that you are still far from advanced, you can join the excessive casting group or the over-level casting group! Don't delay in the breakthrough group!"
"By the way, you may be in the experimental group, or you may be in the control group - the control group means there is no therapist care, no follow-up treatment, nothing, only measurement! You have to think about this clearly!"
"Which group you enter is random! Bribing the staff is useless. It is said that the Babel Tower Spirit is in charge of grouping!"
"The experiment is dangerous, you must bear the consequences! No compensation for death or injury!"
These words are more of a warning than a warning. Indeed, some spellcasters left the team, taking small steps and hesitating next to them. However, more magicians, like Andre Mutter, resolutely signed the application form:
"I have been stuck as a fourth-level mage for five years! If I can reach the fifth level, my status will be completely different! I must seize this opportunity!"
"Breaking through at home is a breakthrough! Participating in the experimental project is also a breakthrough! Even if there is no therapist, you can still use the meditation room for free! At least, the potions they give will be better!"
"Three days of excessive spell-casting practice will cost me a month's income! You can practice for nothing here! There are people to guide you! I want to come here for this too!"
Because Andre Mutter was relatively close to a breakthrough, he was notified five days after signing the application form to join the group and join the experiment.
When I arrived at the Babel Tower, I entered the special testing floor and put on a loose and soft robe. The first thing I did was I was told to hand over all the metal objects on my body:
"Keys! Bracelets! Rings! All metal items! Put them all in this box! Don't bring them in for magnetic resonance imaging!"
Poor operator, who wears a badge belonging to an 11th-level mage on his chest and is a figure that Andre Mutter needs to look up to. At this time, he can only sit at the door of the magnetic room like a nurse and read out the sheets one by one. :
"Have you ever installed metal dentures? Have you ever had nails driven into the bones? Brackets - what are these? No matter! None of them, right? Put the metal items here! I will return them to you when they come out. Don't worry, no one here is greedy for your things. !”
There are no magicians walking around here below the tenth level. As expected, no one is coveting the things of a fourth-level mage like him.
Andre Mutter put his things away as instructed, was led into the room, lay down on a narrow hard bed, and was buzzed into a strange-looking tunnel:
Boom, boom, boom. The huge noise can almost kill the living and then bring the dead back to life. After being warned, Andre Mutter refused to move and lay there for an unknown amount of time. Finally, the noise stopped and he heard someone shouting:
"Come down!"
He rubbed his forehead, staggered out, and successfully took back all his metal items. However, the next day, Andre Mutter received bad news:
"What? I'm not allowed to join the experiment?"
"The main reason is that this experiment is too dangerous for you..." The magician in charge of the docking summoned a three-dimensional image and showed Andre Mutter his brain:
"Look, there is an abnormal blood vessel mass in your brain blood vessels... It is said that if the blood pressure is high, this thing will burst easily, and you will die easily if it bursts...
It doesn’t mean that you can’t advance normally, but for the safety of the experiment, you’d better not join the experiment…”
Before Andre could answer, the magician turned around and wrote in the record book:
"Carrying out preliminary scans for magicians to rule out brain lesions is very effective in improving the safety of advanced levels... It is recommended to carry out safety surveys among high-level magicians..."