The demon wolf was dead. Gray waved to suspend it, put the blood into a bottle and went out with the demon wolf's body.

Outside the door, the forest hunter was still acting as a guard. Gray said to him, "go and catch some mice!"

Then I went to the middle of the grass, dismembered the body of the demon wolf, and then buried it under the grass as fertilizer.

The forest Hunter got the order and left immediately to look for the mouse. He moved quickly. Although he usually didn't eat the mouse, he still caught these little things easily.

Before long, the three mice were placed in front of gray and lined up neatly.

Gray took out the blood, mixed it with some medicine, and finally got a dark red blood the size of a fist.

Then he divided the blood into three parts and injected it into a mouse.

Without waiting for him to see the effect, after the blood was injected into the mouse, the whole body expanded directly, exploded with a bang, and the blood and meat splashed.

"Can't bear it?"

He didn't expect that they were reconciled with drugs, which weakened the power contained in them, and the mouse still couldn't bear it.

The last experiment was similar to the current situation. It was not enough. The original blood was used that time, so this time he specially used medicine to reconcile its power and make it mild temporarily. Unexpectedly, it was still unbearable for mice.

"Catch some more." Gray said to the outside. The forest Hunter roared softly and went into the forest.

Gray thought about it and decided to reduce the injection first, divide the remaining two small groups of blood into four groups, and then inject it into another mouse.

This time, the mouse didn't explode immediately. The bones in the body seemed to be moving and reorganizing, and finally became very strange. It was clearly the mouse's body, but it grew a sharp fangs, and the four claws became sharper and full of aggression.

After gray released it, it crashed wildly in the magic circle, trying to attack him.

But before long, after the mouse ran out of energy, it died directly, very suddenly.

The third one, gray cut the dose again, but this time he didn't cut much, just a little, but he tried to build a magic array that could stabilize his mood under the mouse.

The third mouse was still dead, but gray was not disappointed. He got some data. The experiment was a process of constantly collecting data.

According to the data just collected, mice are not necessarily supported by force. There is also a mismatch with force. Force produces a rejection in mice. It is this rejection that leads to the death of mice.

In other words, if this exclusion problem is not solved, he will not be able to transfer the power of Warcraft to his soldiers.

Of course, gray is not in a hurry. Countless alienated people have proved that this repulsion can be solved, such as the blood of werewolves and violent bears.

Although they don't directly accept the blood of Warcraft like this, but for other reasons or curses, it still proves that exclusion can be solved, as long as they continue to study.

A few hours later, he finally got a completely normal experimental mouse. The mouse has sharp teeth, sharp claws and strong physique, but there is nothing abnormal in his body and his spirit is similar to that of a normal mouse.

After observing for a while, gray created several identical mice in the same way, and only one produced slight rejection. Gray speculated that it should be a physical problem, so write it down for the time being.

Then he put a magic mark on the mouse, half released and half took it with him for observation.

"Little Molly, let's go."

Call back the elf, ride on the flying broom and fly with her to the south.

When he came to another kingdom, what gray wanted to do for the first time was not to relieve the curse of the beast, but to see belle.

Beautiful fairy tale princess and ferocious beast, normal men know how to choose.

It was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon when gray arrived in the town. He walked into the town openly. Many people greeted him one after another. They all knew this young and handsome man.

Not many people are curious. What is in the cage in his hand? It looks like a mouse, but there is a big difference when he looks carefully.

He greeted everyone all the way and walked towards Belle's house. Suddenly, a figure hurried over and came to him, "Sir, I have found you."

"Mayor, what's the matter? What's the matter?" Gray asked with a smile.

The visitor is the mayor of the town, perhaps because he came in a hurry and ran out of breath.

"Sir, your manor has been transformed. Please go and have a look with me." Said the mayor with a smile.

He was a ready-made place. He just needed to transform some things according to Gray's requirements. There was no need for large-scale construction, and naturally it wouldn't take long.

In order to transform the manor, he watched it himself and came in full accordance with Gray's requirements. Therefore, he even handed over the construction of his new home to his son.

"All right? Then I'll have a look. " Gray nodded and followed the mayor towards his manor.

The mayor got a lot of gold coins. Naturally, he didn't dare to neglect it. After gray checked, he found that the manor was indeed transformed according to his own requirements. He was very satisfied.

After receiving the manor, gray came to Belle's house.

"Gray!" A few days later, Belle rushed over happily and made out as if there were no one else in front of movis.

Then she said hello to the elf. The elf was not in high interest. Compared with belle who liked reading, she still preferred Merida who could play with her.

"What is this?" Belle noticed the cage in his hand and saw the mouse inside. But the image of the mouse changed greatly, and she didn't recognize it at once.

"Warcraft mouse, some people just like such things. I make a little money on this." Gray explained.

Little Molly looked at him, hummed softly and jumped elsewhere.

"Wow mouse looks like this?" Belle got closer and was curious about Warcraft. Then she asked, "I think those Warcraft wolves look like ordinary wolves, but they are a little fierce. Why are Warcraft mice so different from ordinary mice?"

Belle knew that Warcraft was fierce and didn't dare to touch it with her hands. She took a stick and poked the mouse. Then the stick was robbed and bitten into a pile of debris.

"Maybe it's a variant. Ordinary Warcraft mice are similar to ordinary mice." "I just caught them because they were different," Gray said

Belle was not interested after asking. Her interest has always been in books. She only read a small part of the books gray brought her. There is still a lot of room for efforts.

And there's the Narnia world that gray said. She's just starting to write.

"Belle, don't look. Let's go out and protect our eyes. If we stare at books all day, our eyes will break." Gray didn't let her go. He took him away from home and walked outside the town.

Belle's home is at one end of the town, so they don't need to cross the town. They can get close to nature by walking to the other side.

At this time, she found that it was already March and April outside. It was the time when all flowers were in full bloom. There were beautiful flowers everywhere.

Walking slowly on the grass, Belle asked if reading too long would really worsen her eyes. Gray carefully told her the disadvantages of myopia and taught her a set of eye exercises to protect her eyes.