Chapter 297 Penicillin Research, Let’s Do It Together!

"Ahhhhhhhh-"

Gretel's screams shook the night sky. From the top of the Tower of Babel, a beam of white light immediately shot down, covering Gretel's forehead. Gretel had just felt a little relieved when the white light swept out again...swept out...swept out...

Who controls the searchlight? It can't be from Black Crow Swamp!

At a height of more than 200 meters, it would probably break me. If I break it, I won’t be able to transform into a lich!

Grete thought angrily. The next moment, his shoulder blades tightened suddenly on his back, and his falling speed suddenly slowed down.

Gretel turned his head and saw a pair of wings sticking out from his back, half empty and half real, full of light. Wingspan... Forgive him for his incompetence in visual inspection, but the length of one wing alone is more than twice his own size.

The pair of wings flapped once, then spread flatly and froze. The strong mountain wind, supported by the wings, immediately changed the fall into a glide.

Grete looked to the left, and saw Master Morton squinting at him from the corner of his eye, with a face full of words; to the right, Archmage Carlisle's face was full of hatred for iron, and with a finger, a wisp of breeze enveloped his voice and penetrated carefully. His ear drum:

"...How can you scream like this? With our two great magicians here, why do you think you will fall to death? - If it doesn't work, you should quickly use the Feather Falling Technique!"

...I'm not afraid that the three monks will have no water to eat. Do you two think that the other will take care of me? As for the Feather Falling Technique, I really forgot about it when I was scared...

Gretel said. It was indeed my own negligence, but Master Morton went too far! Without saying a word, he took me off the cliff!

However, the situation was stronger than the person, and there were still wings summoned by others hanging on his back, so he couldn't protest on the spot. Master Morton flicked his fingers gently, controlling the wings to change directions, hovering in the air, and riding the wind down. It may take more than an hour to run a distance on the ground, but it only took them a quarter of an hour to land lightly.

The illusory wings shattered silently, turning into dots of starlight and returning to Master Morton's palm. The great magician then cast a spell and pointed in the direction it floated:

"This way!"

Gretel threw several acceleration spells at himself before catching up with the speed of the two great magicians. It was dark at night, and the Kaos Magic Academy was quiet. However, when he walked near the laboratory, a light came into view. Walking further, I heard a drake whose voice was changing speaking in the laboratory:

"Teacher, look, this is what it looks like! - Culture this mold and inject it into sick mice. Ten of the twenty mice survived!"

"Um……"

"Teacher, please do some research! Didn't you say that when it comes to medical treatment, the medical branch of our conjuration system is the king! Those priests and so on, we pioneered the way, and they just used it. Those people We don’t even know how to draw spell models! We still have to do research on curing diseases!”

"..."

There was silence in the laboratory for a moment. Archmage Carlisle's thick eyebrows were raised, and he wanted to kick in the door, but Master Morton raised his hand to stop him. The magician from the medical branch looked forward quietly, his red hair motionless in the night wind, like a solidified flame. Gretel just glanced at him and felt that the air around him was a little thinner.

The sound of pouring water, the sound of glass crashing, and the sound of bubbling. After a while, the male duck whispered again:

"Teacher, I think we should step up our research on this thing. For the treatment of diseases, priests can rush to do it. We don't necessarily have to let the plasticity system overwhelm us! That magician is only level 3. In terms of research, he I’m sure I can’t compare to you!”

"Okay Kevin." The other person finally said. "It's still not good to do this. After all, it's something made by someone else. I use it for research. How can I explain the source?"

"But Tutor! This kind of mold doesn't exist outside! It comes from all kinds of tree roots, grass, and soil! - Tutor, didn't you say that if you upgrade to another level, you will lose 200 research points? ? This project can be completed with more than 200 points!"

"……let me see……"

"What are you thinking about!" Master Morton finally said, and with a wave of his hand, the door suddenly opened. Two exclamations suddenly sounded in the laboratory, and as Master Morton strode inside, they immediately turned into panic:

"Mentor... mentor!"

Master Morton's face was full of anger and he quickly scanned around. His own disciple, Billy O'Glan, stood before him, tongue-tied and flushed;

On the experimental table, in the glass bottle, there are dots of green mold;

The young man standing next to the experimental table was the one he saw in the light curtain not long ago!

Master Morton stared at his disciple, his red hair flying automatically without wind, as if it was burning. Even if Billy Ogland is not one of those he values ​​the most, or even if he has rarely received direct guidance from him in recent years because of his mediocre qualifications, what the disciple does will still affect the honor of the master.

Even if this kid was just hesitating and didn't actually steal the results, once the news got out, he wouldn't even have the shame to hang out at the summit!

"...I really didn't know that my disciple would actually want to study stolen things!!!"

He burst out from between his teeth. Without waiting for Ogland to defend himself, he suddenly turned around and bowed deeply to Archmage Carlisle and Gretel:

"My disciple allowed his disciples to steal the results, which is my fault. - In today's matter, I will decide how to punish and compensate you. Even if I have to compensate you for my laboratory, I won't give a shit! "

He said it categorically. Archmage Carlisle sneered:

"There's no need for a laboratory. It's not like we, Grete, don't have a mage tower, let alone a laboratory. But what do you do with these two?"

"Apprentice mage, be expelled from the house and the academy immediately." Master Morton said without even thinking about it.

"As for Oglan, he indulged his disciples and did not immediately report and punish his evil deeds. He stopped working at Kaos Academy and went to the New World to station for five years to observe the consequences. All his contributions to the guild were as Compensation. What do you think?"

"It's easy for him!"

Archmage Carlisle snorted and turned away. If Ogland's matter is reported to the parliament, the punishment may be slightly lighter, and I will die in society. For the sake of his teacher, spare him this time!

Master Morton turned his attention to Gretel again. Gretel lowered his eyes slightly to express his acquiescence. He didn't really want to beg for mercy: this one was different from the previous Aurora. Aurora was purely curious, or could be said to be mean. For this person, saying "for the purpose of illegal possession" probably does not unfairly accuse him?

Other teachers have punished him, so he doesn’t have to be a good person...

Master Morton breathed a sigh of relief. He took a step forward, bent slightly, and said to Gretel sincerely:

"Don't worry, I will investigate what this kid stole to the end and guarantee that not a single bit will be leaked out. In the future, if someone from the medical branch or other magicians in the council does research without permission, I am the only one asking——"

"That's not necessary." Gretel smiled:

"Actually, you can just leave these things here. If you need them, I can send some more.

——I hope that magicians in the medical branch and other departments can conduct independent research based on my work and explore the mystery of penicillin together. "

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