Chapter 227

"Wow! The Archmage changed his expression... changed... changed..."

Garrett couldn’t help but widen his eyes. Among the senior mages of the Magic Council, the one he dealt with the most was Archmage Carlisle. Seeking advice, borrowing books, borrowing magic scrolls, requesting experimental conditions, room equipment, alchemical materials...

All sorts of things combined, he had seen him at least thirty or forty times, totaling over a dozen hours.

But, it was also the first time he observed that this Archmage had the skill to change his expression.

First it turned red, then blue, then black, then red again... If there was an emotional meter hanging next to him, the displayed text would probably change at a rate of twice per second:

Excited!

Frustrated!

Joyful!

Depressed!

Relaxed!

Puzzled...

On both sides, there were rows of students standing with their heads bowed, eyes observing mouths, mouths observing noses, noses observing hearts, all looking like wooden people pretending they hadn’t seen or heard anything. Garrett looked left and right, swiftly moved to the back of the right queue, and stood straight, putting on a harmless look.

Archmage Carlisle: "......"

Garrett inadvertently made him laugh. He waved his hand to dismiss the students and called Garrett alone to the front, squinting his eyes and scanning up and down.

"Emmmm......"

Garrett shivered slightly. The feeling of being scanned by psychic power was very strange, like a cool breeze passing by, or a drizzle falling on his head. He raised his eyes slightly, wanting to chase after that psychic power, but suddenly a heap of books and scrolls fell down with a loud crash.

"Since you’ve leveled up, stay in the tower for a while and learn all of these. Don’t leave the tower until you’ve learned all the second-tier spells!"

"But..."

"What?" Archmage Carlisle frowned: "I’ve given you the books, and you don’t want to study? Do you know how many mages like you, after advancing, have to work hard and diligently for several years to accumulate enough contribution points to exchange for magic? Some magic specific to certain schools, or unique to mage organizations, even if you have contribution points, you may not be able to exchange for them!"

"But... I leveled up as a priest... Ah ah ah ah ah ah! Archmage, please don’t be angry! Don’t be angry!"

I don’t get angry when others get angry, but when anger leads to hypertension, I have no medicine on hand to save you! Archmage Carlisle’s whole person shook with anger. Using psychic power to scan again, Garrett’s psychic power had indeed changed, obviously he had advanced. But if it’s said that the priest level has advanced and the mage level hasn’t, that’s not impossible either...

"Come on! Let’s go to the meditation room!"

"I..."

"With my contribution points!!"

They took the elevator down to the third floor. In the primary meditation room, the intensity of the crystals changed from pink to crimson, from crimson to deep red, and in a moment, it jumped lightly and turned into a faint orange. The orange color deepened more and more, like oranges hanging on branches in autumn gradually ripening, and finally, the numbers on the crystal stabilized:

Not to mention, he was a plastic energy mage, and the other party was a transmutation alchemist. He dealt with wrenches, hammers, and magic puppets on a daily basis. The muscles under the overalls were stronger than his...

The two of them tangled in the office for a long time, and Archmage Carlisle almost got lifted up by the other party, shaking off a bunch of components. Being overwhelmed in terms of strength, he could only agree to the other party’s conditions and let Garrett out. With a wave of his hand, three wooden boxes, one and a half feet long and two feet high, silently fell down in front of Garrett.

"One single-barrel microscope, one binocular, and one binocular with a turntable. —— I’ve completed mine, what about your paper?"

"It’s still under research! It’s still under research!" Garrett replied readily. "I’ve found the right experimental method, but I still need to cultivate, separate, verify... Give me another month when I return to the lab!"

"Then go do it! We’re waiting for you!"

"No!" Archmage Carlisle raised his hand to stop him. The magical badge stirred the permissions in the mage tower, and in an instant, the door of the mage tower was sealed:

"The Radiant Church’s spies are active outside, he can’t leave the mage tower, it’s not safe!"

"Just that ship?" The old man in overalls sneered. As the deputy chairman of the Alchemy Guild, his sources of information were much more extensive than Garrett’s. He lifted the lid on Archmage Carlisle’s secrets:

"Come on, isn’t it just the patrol team at sea catching a ship carrying a spy? The person has been caught, why be so vigilant? ——I think you’re just finding an excuse to keep him locked up, so he can advance with peace of mind, instead of fooling around outside!"

"But there are still people escaping from that ship! ——And the contact points and bases of the other party in Nevis, none of these have been found! The council is now searching, and someone like him is safer staying on the peak!"

He pointed his finger, and the four white rings on Garrett’s mage badge squeezed inward one by one. Two of the copper stars in the middle pitifully shrank into a ball, almost having no space left...

"That’s not a big deal either! He’s not being targeted specifically!"

"It’s still safer this way!"

Two great mages, one relying on geographical advantage, the other on level, stared at each other with bristling beards. Garrett looked left and right, weakly raised a hand:

"But, Your Excellency Archmage... If I’m just kept locked up in the mage tower, I really can’t advance... I estimate that, once this project is completed, I’ll be almost a level three mage..."

"Then research here!"

"I can’t! It must be in the laboratory at the foot of the mountain! Here, if something goes wrong, many people will die!"

Garrett stomped his feet. Archmage Carlisle crossed his arms, raising his chin:

"Show me the proof!"

"I will show you proof!"

Garrett stormed out of the door, circled around the peak, and randomly grabbed a handful of soil from the busiest place with people. Then, he added water, shook it, suspended the bacterial suspension, added culture medium, and activated magic...

Stimulating, microscopic examination of colonies, separation, and then stimulation again. After several rounds in a row, the cultured colonies were mixed into grass leaves and placed in rabbit cages.

Within a few hours, the rabbits showed symptoms of diarrhea, vomiting, dehydration, etc., to varying degrees. After 24 hours of observation, half of the ten healthy adult rabbits had died, and the other half were barely alive.

"Believe me, I can produce ten different strains of plague. Garrett looked earnestly at the two great mages: "Some are transmitted through water sources, some through sneezing and coughing, some through finger pricks... Studying this stuff really needs to be done at the foot of the mountain, in open areas, away from crowds. There are no isolation and protection conditions on the mountain, and if what I make leaks out, the entire Igor Peak, it might end up with a mass death!"

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