Chapter 717 Gretel, Don’t Blow up the Ship! Oh, Is It Cerela? That's Okay

The study became quiet for a while. Serira occupied a corner of Grete's study, facing away from him, doing research separately.

Gretel was writing calculations, drawing magic circles, making magic configurations, and verifying spells, while Serira was just burning and burning...

Burn copper wire, burn iron wire, burn mithril wire, burn fine gold wire. Burn copper sulfate, burn ferrous sulfate, burn sodium chloride, burn silver nitrate.

All the various metals and metal solutions on the ship that the eldest lady thought of were brought over and burned.

She also didn't light an alcohol lamp or a Bunsen burner - there was no ready-made gas on the ship, and Grete had not modified the Bunsen burner.

Gretel himself used the magic circle in the instrument to activate the flames. As for Cerela...

The eldest lady raised a finger, and on her fingertips, a wisp of transparent flame rose out of thin air. The other hand held the metal wire and thrust it into the flame——

"Ugh, I don't have any hands anymore, it's too late to measure the wavelength..."

"When the flame is hanging in the air, don't use your fingers..." Gretel quickly turned around and said:

"The metal wire is held in the mage's hand, leaving both hands free to operate the light wave measuring instrument!"

"OK!"

Cerela happily mobilized the magic elements, controlled the mage's hand, and continued to burn, observe, and record. Gretel, on the other hand, continued to scratch his scalp, bite the pen holder, and squeeze out the magic circle configuration like toothpaste:

"I always feel that these results are simply not enough..."

Last time, he dismantled [Distinguish Bloodline] into pieces, developed the blood type-specific modules, and combined it into a new magic to advance to level 6 mage.

The entire research, from ideas, to process, to results, is entirely his own innovation;

But this time, the magic of blood potassium, blood sodium, and blood calcium tests was new, but the thinking was old.

Grete had a vague feeling that he might need to touch on something deeper and more essential in order to complete his promotion.

"Where is this point... You can't really let me study it..."

Grete swallowed the word "electronic transition" and thought hard:

"[Identify bloodline]...[Identify bloodline]...Why can I see color in this configuration, but not in that configuration?"

Flame burning - electrons absorb enough energy - electron transition - jump back to the original level - emit photons - produce visible light;

[Distinguish Bloodline] - Produce the same color as in the meditation field of vision;

So, the principle of this part of [Distinguish Bloodline] is the same as that of flame burning, or to a certain extent, it also provides energy to stimulate electronic transitions?

Uh... To prove this, we must first prove that what can be seen in the field of vision of meditation is the same thing as the photons excited by the burning flame...

Gretel can't do this. For him, or for ordinary humans, what he sees in his meditation field of vision cannot be seen with human eyes.

However, just because humans can't see it, doesn't mean that other creatures can't see it. For example, Cerira can use her eyes to directly see X-rays...

"Cerella?"

The silver dragon girl looked back. Just as he turned his head, a bottle of solution hanging in the air flipped over and spilled into the sky.

Half of it was sprinkled on the table, and the other half was sprinkled in a flask with an unknown opening, and mixed with an unknown liquid...

"Sai...Rui...La..."

"Ah, I'll take care of it right now, I'll take care of it now!" Cerela stuck out her tongue quickly. With a wave of his hand, the cleaning technique flew out, and the liquid on the table was swept away:

"what's up?"

She moved so quickly that Grete no longer bothered about her illegal operation. He touched the test tube containing the potassium chloride solution, took a drop of the solution, and turned to Miss Yinlong:

"Celera, look carefully. When I cast the spell, can you see the purple light? Just like when I burn the solution with flames? Three, two, one!"

A dismantled version of [Distinguish Bloodline] was sold. Miss Yinlong narrowed her eyes and looked at her carefully for a while:

"I can't see clearly. Just wait..."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes, inhaled deeply, exhaled deeply, inhaled deeply, and exhaled deeply. When he opened his eyes again, those silver-blue eyes had turned into pure silver vertical pupils:

"Come again!"

Gretel shot the spell again. This time Serila frowned for a long time and shook her head slightly.

Is the direction of thinking wrong?

Are there any problems with the research idea?

Gretel's heart sank. However, after Cerela shook her head, she was stimulated for a while, and slowly thought about the answer:

"I seem to have seen it, but I don't seem to have seen it... maybe the room is too bright..."

too bright? Then use dark magic! Grete stood up, closed the door, drew the curtains, and extinguished all the lights in the room. What? In broad daylight, two people were hiding inside?

Leave him alone!

He also felt that the room was not dark enough, so the windows, doors, and all places that could be illuminated were covered with darkness spells. It wasn't until he couldn't see his fingers in the room that he groped his way back and held up the tube of potassium chloride solution:

"are you done?"

"Ready!"

Miss Yinlong answered crisply. Grete concentrated, took the solution, and cast the spell——

"I see it, I see it!" Miss Yinlong shouted happily:

"Hey, it's really dark, but I can't see it in this form!"

So maybe, maybe, probably, visible light is really excited, but just very, very weak visible light? In a normal state, humans cannot see with the naked eye and can only resort to a meditative state?

Grete wanted to try again. He lit up a lighting technique, turned around and took out several tubes of potassium chloride solution of different concentrations, shuffling the order:

"Celera, try it, can you see these colors, which one is lighter and which one is darker?"

Bang bang bang bang, the spells were shot out one by one. In the darkness, Cerela's vertical pupils were shining, and she looked carefully:

"Well...the third one is the lightest, the second one is darker, the first one is darker, and the fourth one is the darkest..."

All right!

Severa, as an auxiliary observer, you are really awesome!

Gretel was suddenly inspired. He gave her a thumbs up, lowered his head and started writing quickly. Cerela also turned around happily, humming a song, and continued to burn various solutions.

"This is purple..."

"This one is earthy red..."

"This one is yellow-green..."

"this is……"

"boom!!!"

There was a deafening explosion. Waves of air swept across, and fragments flew everywhere.

Fortunately, Grete was able to avoid being disfigured by the broken glass with the medal presented by the Queen and the [Defense Arrow] popping up automatically. Just as he was about to hide under the table, a figure swooped over and pressed him tightly against the table:

"Cough...cough, Cerela, let me go...I'm about to be crushed to death by you..."

Grete struggled with difficulty. At the same time, exclamations, shouts, and rapid footsteps echoed outside the cabin door. Suddenly his eyes lit up, the dark spell was dispelled, and a head poked in:

"Gretel! How are you?!"

Joanna was dying of anxiety. Come safely, return safely, seeing everyone happy and about to get home, suddenly it exploded! It exploded outward from the cabin, and the windows and window frames were all torn off!

What happened? !

There is an assassin imprisoned on this ship! Although he is an assassin who is shackled, bound by spells and ropes, and guarded at all times, who knows what trouble he will cause!

If something happens to others, Gretel must not let anything happen to her!

"Gretel, don't blow up the ship!"

She hurried over to take a look, and at a glance she saw Gretel lying innocently on the table, while Cerira stood aside with an embarrassed look on her face. The table closer to the girl collapsed completely, as if it had been hit by a fireball spell:

"Oh, is it Cerela? Then it's okay..."

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