Chapter 227 Let Me Out! Studying Things that Will Kill People Here!

"Wow! The Archmage has changed his face... he has changed his face... he has changed his face..."

Gretel couldn't help but open his eyes wide. Among the high-ranking wizards of the Magic Council, the one he dealt with the most was the Archmage Carlisle. Ask questions, borrow books, magic scrolls, experimental conditions, room equipment and alchemy materials...

All together, I have seen them at least thirty or forty times, which adds up to more than ten hours.

However, it was also the first time that he observed that the Archmage also had the ability to change his face.

First it turns red, then blue, then black, then red again... If there is an emotion meter hanging next to it, the displayed text on it will probably keep changing at a rate of twice per second:

excited!

Heartbroken!

joy!

depressed!

Relax!

Confuse……

There are a row of students on both sides standing with their heads bowed and their eyes looking at their mouths, their mouths looking at their noses, and their noses looking at their hearts. They act like "I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything", pretending to be stupid. Grete looked left and right, then moved toward the rear of the group on the right at the speed of light, and then stood up straight, acting as if he was harmless.

Archmage Carlisle: "..."

Archmage Carlisle laughed out loud at him. He waved the students away and called Grete to him alone, squinting his eyes and scanning them up and down.

"emmmmm..."

Grete shuddered slightly. The feeling of being scanned by spiritual power is very strange, like a cool breeze blowing by, or like drizzle falling on the head. He raised his eyes slightly, trying to chase the spiritual power, but a large pile of books and scrolls fell in front of him.

"Now that you have upgraded, live in the tower for a while and learn all these. Don't leave the tower until you have learned all the second-level spells!"

"But……"

"What?" Archmage Carlisle frowned:

"I've given you the book and you still don't want to learn? Do you know how many magicians like you have to work hard and complete tasks diligently for several years before they can save contribution points to redeem magic after advancing? Some schools of thought are unique, Or for magic that is unique to the mage organization, you may not be able to redeem it if you have contribution points!"

"But... I upgraded to the priest level... Hey hey hey hey! Archmage, don't be angry! Don't be angry!"

I don’t get angry when others are angry, but when I get sick there is no one to help me... No, it’s because I am angry because I have high blood pressure. I don’t have any medicine at hand, so I can’t save you!

Archmage Carlisle shook with anger. After careful mental scanning, Gretel's mental power has indeed changed, and it has obviously advanced. But it is not impossible to say that the priest's level has been upgraded but the magician's level has not been...

"Let's go! Go to the meditation room and take a look!"

"I……"

“Use my contribution points!!!”

They took the elevator straight down to the third floor. In the primary meditation room, the intensity on the spar changed from pink to vermilion, from vermilion to deep red. In a moment, it jumped lightly and turned into a light orange. The orange became darker and darker, like the citrus hanging on the branches in autumn becoming more and more mature. Finally, the numbers on the spar stabilized:

35.

On the first day of advancement, it jumped to 35... In other words, one-third of the journey has been completed...

Archmage Carlisle looked at Gretel with eyes that were filled with joy and anger. The good news is that this guy has really good qualifications. If he hadn't had excellent qualifications and rich accumulation, he wouldn't have risen so much as soon as he advanced. What makes him angry is, why is he holding on to the pastor?

Can't we just concentrate on learning magic? It’s only been a long time since I arrived at the Magic Council, but this is already a great achievement! If you focus on magic, let alone the third-level mage, you may even be promoted to the fourth level!

"You... you meditate here first! Meditate! Whether it's a priest or a mage, first improve your spiritual power! Consolidate what you just advanced!"

Archmage Carlisle slammed the door and left. In the meditation room, Gretel threw himself on the door and hammered hard:

"Let me out! Let me out!... Hey, at least brush my own badge! I'm not short of contribution points!"

After hammering twice, the door of the meditation room remained motionless. I don’t know how high the authority of Archmage Carlisle is. In short, Gretel really can’t pull or hammer open the door he closed. However, the conveyor box next to it buzzed, and a food box full of food appeared in the box, with a fragrant aroma...

"I don't know how to eat! I want to go out! I don't want to be locked up here!... Wow, it smells so good..."

The aroma lingers in the room for a while, like a little hand scratching and scratching, making people restless. Gretel sat down and stood up, stood up and sat down again, and finally took out the food box and ate all the fried cod...

He sat upright in the center of the room and began to meditate. Well, first construct the core of meditation, starting from the left ventricle, the aorta...

The initial segment of the aorta is the ascending aorta, which runs obliquely forward and to the right, reaching the level of the second sternocostal joint on the right side. Done!

It's easy to draw a rough outline, but it's a big trouble to build the details. : The inner diameter of the aorta is generally 25mm, and the artery wall thickness is 2mm, which is divided into adventitia, media and intima... The wall is thick, rich in elastic fibers, and has obvious elasticity and expansibility. Come, let's simulate heart ejection...

"Bang!"

It’s not elastic enough, it explodes, it’s unqualified. Again.

Gretel was concentrating in the meditation room and completely forgetting himself. Anyway, there is food, drink, and abundant magic elements. In order to facilitate the long-term fight of the rich magician, the meditation room is also equipped with a bed and a bathroom. Put the dirty clothes in the transfer box, and someone will naturally collect them and clean them.

And it was someone else’s card that was swiped. Of course, it doesn't matter even if he swipes his own card. Grete said that now that he has money, he can afford it.

Archmage Carlisle was not so calm. The data didn't increase on the first day, it didn't matter, it was normal; it didn't increase on the second day, it wasn't that fast; until the seventh day, Gretel's mental power value didn't move...

"What has he been doing these past few days? He's not sleeping, is he? Or is it because the magician's level has not been upgraded, and his mental strength really cannot be increased?"

He walked up and down the teacher's room, making a loud sound on the floor. Master Deckard raised his monocle, and there was a crackling sound in the lens, and a small electric light flashed:

"What's wrong? Are you so anxious now? Be patient - every magician has his own path. For example, if I didn't let you go to revenge and kill people back then, you would have been stuck at the big level for at least another year. Bar?"

Archmage Carlisle resigned. When he returned to the office, he saw the vice-president of the Alchemy Union and the editor-in-chief of "The Philosopher's Stone", an old man who liked to wear work clothes every day, pacing back and forth at his door, hands behind his back. Seeing him return, he came up and caught him:

"Where's Gretel! Let him out! I have something to ask him about! - I've finished the microscope, and here's the paper he promised!"

Archmage Carlisle: "...Let go!"

However, he really couldn't handle the opponent. The old man in overalls is a level 15 magician, and he himself is level 14 - even though the difference is only one level, among magicians, this is a big difference in combat effectiveness. Starting from level 15, you can already cast level 8 magic. Level 14 can only cast level 7 magic. One person can hit at least two or three of them.

Not to mention that he is an alchemist from the plasticity department, and the opponent is an alchemist from the transformation department. He deals with wrenches, hammers, and golems on a daily basis. The muscles under the work clothes are much stronger than him...

The two struggled in the office for a long time, and Archmage Carlisle was almost picked up by the other party and shook off a pile of parts. With his force value being crushed, he could only agree to the other party's conditions and release Gretel. The old man in work clothes waved his hand, and three wooden boxes one and a half feet long, two feet high, fell silently and lined up in a row in front of Grete.

"A single-cylinder microscope, a binoculars, and a binoculars with a turntable. - I've finished it here, where is your paper?"

"I'm studying it, I'm studying it!" Grete answered cheerfully. "The correct experimental method has been found, and it still needs to be cultured, separated, and verified... When I return to the laboratory, give me another month!"

"Then do it! I'm waiting for you!"

"No!" Archmage Carlisle raised his hand to stop him. The magic badge activated the authority in the mage tower, and the electric light intertwined, instantly sealing the door of the mage tower:

"The spies of the Lord of Radiance are operating outside. He can't leave the Mage Tower. It's not safe!"

"That's the boat?" the old man laughed. As the vice-president of the Alchemy Union, his source of information is much better informed than Gretel's, and he revealed Carlisle's background when he opened his mouth:

"Come on, isn't it just that the patrol caught a ship carrying spies at sea? It's not like he didn't catch the spy, so why are you so vigilant? - I see, you just found a reason to lock him up, So that he can advance with peace of mind and stop doing his job outside!"

"But there are still people on that ship who escaped! - And the other party's contact person and stronghold in Nevis have not been found! The parliament is searching now. For people like him, it is safer to stay at the top of the mountain!"

With a finger, on the mage badge on Gretel's chest, four white rings squeezed inward one after another. The two bronze stars among them were pitiful, huddled together, and they were squeezed into almost no space...

"It's not bad at all! Others are not here for him!"

"It's better to be safe!"

The two great magicians, one relying on their geographical advantage and the other relying on their level, were glaring at each other. Grete looked left and right, then weakly raised a hand:

"But the Archmage... keeps locking me in the Mage Tower, and I really can't advance... I estimate that by the time I finish this project, I will almost be able to become a third-level mage..."

"Then study it here!"

"No! It must be in the laboratory down the mountain! If something happens here, everyone will die!"

Gretel jumps. Archmage Carlisle crossed his arms and raised his chin:

"Prove it to me!"

"Prove it, prove it!"

Grete strode out, walked around the peak twice, and picked a handful of dirt at the most crowded place. Then, add water, shake, take the bacterial suspension, add culture medium, and activate the magic...

Growth, microscopic observation of colonies, isolation, and growth again. After several rounds, mix the cultured bacteria into the grass leaves and put them into the rabbit cage.

Within a few hours, the rabbits developed diarrhea, vomiting, dehydration and other symptoms to varying degrees. After 24 hours of observation, half of the ten healthy adult rabbits were dead and the other half were dying.

"Believe me, I can make 10 different kinds of plague seeds without duplicates." Gretel looked at the two archmages sincerely:

"It's transmitted through water sources, it's transmitted through sneezing and coughing, it's transmitted through broken fingers... To study this thing, you really have to do it at the foot of the mountain, in an open area, away from people. There are no isolation and protective conditions on the mountain. What if I make something?" If it's leaked, the entire Igor Peak might be wiped out!"

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