Both my disciple and my wife are careless! The Lord of Thunder is beset by a barrage of questions.
As the saying goes, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. He is a third-level legend, so of course, all sophisticated questions should be asked to him——
"As for accelerator issues, you make a list and then sort them according to priority." The Lord of Thunder had to start the blame-shifting method: "After sorting, release the projects and let them take over. There are established operating methods for this. Right?"
"Yes, that's right..." Gretel crawled out of the Lord of Thunder's demiplane again, staggering as usual, looking disgraced and exhausted as usual: "But teacher, don't you want to participate in this topic?" Thunder of Thunder The Lord felt bad again.
I'm your teacher! I am a third-level legend! You have a big topic in your hand, one that can be broken down into dozens of smaller topics, and then you ask me if I will participate?
I...I...shouldn't I be the instructor and the coordinator of the project? Calm down, calm down, this is a disciple's task, I can't just take it away... This is too outrageous...
"...If you have any questions, you can come and ask me." He coughed in front of him: "If you have any conjectures that need to be verified, if you don't have the strength of this accelerator or low-level mage, you can come to me."… ...Teacher, what you said
"Low-level mages", each one is at least level 17, which is higher than my level...ah, now they are on the same level as mine...well, a legendary third-level wizard is qualified to speak about any magic below the legend. , all
"Low-level mage"... Gretel bowed his head to the Lord of Thunder and bowed respectfully. The Lord of Thunder watched the door of the study room close behind his disciple, closed his eyes slightly, and let out a long sigh. A whirlpool of lightning surged in his palm: restraining lightning with mental power and simulating an accelerator was still troublesome.
Even in one's own demiplane, using lightning energy to build a temporary accelerator is a task with twice the result and half the effort.
I still need to build an accelerator, a big one, bigger than Philby's... I still need to get the territory promised to me by the Dragon Clan quickly, and then get some of the materials.
Then, some materials will be transported from Nevis... He has a hunch that the accelerator is a very important research method. If used well, it can touch many mysteries of the world and can greatly speed up the evocation of energy magicians. Their advancement speed... But that means going to Sky Dragon City, patrolling the sky with the legendary dragons, and fighting together.
Hey, he has only been here a few days, so at least let him arrange special training for little Grete? And Norrell...he should at least watch Norrell adjust his condition, calm down physically and mentally, and prepare to hit the legend, right?
Instead of the current situation where there are problems every day...
"Kristen, where do you think I should start to learn cloning?" Princess Norrell held the cloning materials kindly provided by Gretel and frowned crazily at the large number of necromancy terms: "Or, I should find a necromancer and study with him for a while?" But... the smell of the necromancer is so unpleasant... It's not a bad smell, but a cold, decaying, death smell... really I don't want to get close... I'm also learning necromancy. The smell of little Gretel is bright, soft and lively.
Even if he was buried in the laboratory, killing dozens or hundreds of rabbits a day, there was no such unpleasant smell...
"I think what you need is not to learn the cloning technique." My wife encountered difficulties in learning, and the Lord of Thunder had to step in to provide guidance: "What is useful to you should be the transformation from life to death during the activation of the cloning technique. , the change of reincarnation from the dead. You can observe more and gain more insights. As for studying and testing in person, it is too troublesome and takes up too much time." Princess Norrell put her chin in her hands and fell into the long examination.
The information about the cloning technique, the written description, the annotations, the aura she felt on Gretel's body, the insights she gained along the way, as she advanced... silently, they flowed into the heart of the elf princess.
Finally, she finally nodded and admitted that her husband was right: "But... is there any research related to cloning recently?" The Lord of Thunder didn't know about this question either.
He was silent for a moment and realized that he had to ask Gretel this kind of question. In other words, he had to bring back the little guy who had just been kicked out: "...I'll ask him later. . Which department is doing cloning and when will the experiment be started? I will give you a message then, so you can go and watch." Well, not today!
Not today!
"Didn't Little Grete give you the authority?" Princess Norrell smiled. The authority, the authority of the Mage Tower, is equivalent to Gretel's own access authority - if the Lord of Thunder hadn't firmly refused, Gretel would have even wanted to give the teacher the authority to sign the approval process.
Of course, what he got in the end was just a slap in the face: "Are you trying to be lazy? Do you want to leave everything to me? - This is your own mage tower! It's your own research! Let you It's enough to ask for advice. Let's take care of our own research team!" It's really not good to call people back to ask questions immediately after throwing out such words.
The Lord of Thunder spread his hands: "Yes, I gave it to me, but there is nothing related to cloning in it. Maybe... the little guy didn't divide the task, or hasn't started planning yet?"
"Then I really have to ask again..." Princess Norrell sighed regretfully. She stood up and walked to the window, holding the window pane in her hand, and looked out.
Suddenly, this elf princess
"Huh" said: "That's Diamond, right? What's he doing here again?" The Lord of Thunder frowned slightly.
No, are you here to urge me? He has only been to Long Island for a few days! He got up and went downstairs, preparing to greet this friend who had gone to the edge of Dragon Island to meet them and accompany them all the way.
However, when I walked out of the stairs, I saw the golden light reflected by Diamond's clothes entering the conference room, and then I heard his voice: "Master Nordmark, first of all, congratulations on your successful advancement." This friend said a little Without beating around the bush, after expressing his congratulations meaningfully, he immediately went straight to the point: "Sky Dragon City sent me here to ask for advice on how the project to promote dragon fertility is going. When can we start the fertility assistance work for mature dragons?" The Lord of Thunder silently took two steps back and returned to the study, avoiding their conversation.
It's too tragic, he thought to himself, it's really too tragic. Little Grete was forced to help a group of dragons give birth to children before she even held her wedding... Those prime-year dragons who were forced to give birth to children must not be very happy either. Bar?
Also, isn’t the Dragon Clan’s debt collection too harsh? Little Gretel has just completed his advancement, so he has to be allowed a few days to adjust, right?
The Lord of Thunder cursed silently. After finishing the slander, there was a knock on the study door over there, and Diamond rushed in: "Originally, the third-level elders should have come to invite you, but they are really too busy - I said Christine, the higher-ups have already beaten you. It’s too late, when will you go up?” Lord of Thunder: The smile gradually disappeared.jpg
