The Medicine-Taking Genius Wizard Episode 836:
Handover (4)
An underground cave located in area 44. A gray area surrounded by jamming whose location is not revealed even by satellite coordinates.
A vast hallway beneath the dark stairs. Lennok sat with his eyes closed in the examination room, which was emitting pale light.
He is seen wearing a thin shirt on his upper body and attaching thin connectors here and there to increase his magical power.
“good. like that. doing well.”
A sticky voice rang out next to Lennok, who was concentrating, as if there was a foreign body stuck in his throat.
A gaunt-looking young man in a wheelchair was staring intently at a graph being displayed in real time without blinking.
“The magic manipulation efficiency is still at an unrealistic level. An archmage wouldn’t care about the gap between body and mind, but even taking that into account, it’s a huge shame.”
As the young man pushed up his thick glasses, a dull glow flashed as if a mechanical device had been inserted into his body.
Wow!!
Meanwhile, Lennok ignored the young man’s words and closed his eyes, concentrating on manipulating magical power.
An experiment that measures speed and accuracy by reacting to signals coming through a connector attached to the body, sending or receiving magical power.
The graph fluctuating on the screen twisted and tangled in complex trajectories, but quickly regained stability by drawing parallel lines.
Beep...!!
At the same time, the number [27] appears on the graph.
The voice of a young man leaning his skinny body over a wheelchair was filled with faint admiration.
“Passed level 27 of the pseudo-magic manipulation test... From here on, it’s not actually a standard that you have to pass.”
Meanwhile, the graph soared upwards on the screen, rapidly changing the units of measurement.
The moment I passed 28 29 30 and was about to reach 31 or higher, the young man immediately nodded and turned off the device.
Eat!!
“That’s it. “I think I’ve seen everything to get a rough look, so let’s start the examination on the other side.”
“...Why did you stop?”
Lennok, who only then opened his eyes, muttered.
“It’s been a while since I wanted to test myself as much as I can.”
For a crude form of testing magic manipulation by attaching a connector, the standards and level of difficulty of the test were surprisingly high.
Even Lennok, a level 8 archmage, had to pay some attention after level 25.
As I felt competitive for the first time in a while, I wanted to take the test to my limit, but it was a shame that it was cut off when I still had a lot of energy left.
“He seems crazy...”
The young man looked at Lenno like that and shook his head with an expression of bewilderment.
“What you just did is a test sheet software created by Arsnova to verify the grades of wizards.”
“so?”
“Of all the patients and wizards I have examined, none have reached level 30, and there is no standard for measuring anything after that. “If we had continued testing there, the software itself would have been broken.”
“....”
“Whether it was then or now, magical power manipulation is at a level that has never been seen before. Even by Arsnova’s standards, it’s difficult to measure its potential...” ”
For saying that, it seems quite enjoyable.”
Lennok, who removed the connector from his arm, glanced back at the young man and asked.
“Was the test I just took that much fun?”
As Lennok said, the young man shook his head as if he was tired, but had a faint smile on his lips.
A strange attitude, as if the current situation itself is so ridiculous that it is difficult to bear.
The young man twitched the corner of his mouth and spoke at Lennok’s words.
“No, that’s...yeah, that’s right. “It’s definitely a little funny.”
“What do you mean?”
“Until Arsnova was destroyed, we believed that only that city could be the only answer.”
“....”
“I didn’t think there was any need to consider other possibilities except for the fearful endangered species. But what about now?”
The young man chuckled and laughed as if mocking himself.
“The central city has collapsed, but there are talents outside the city that exceed the standard. Now that I think about it, how funny it was...”
What did the young man think when he saw that Lennok passed Arsnova’s test all the way through?
It was a self-deprecation and lament that only someone who had lived in the central city could express.
The death of a survivor who made the now destroyed city his hometown and lived there all his life before being driven out.
A ridicule that only he is allowed to make against life and civilization that have already died.
Instead of answering, Lennok looked at the young man and turned his wheelchair around.
“Well, I guess that doesn’t really resonate with a genius like you. Forget it.”
“....”
“It looks like magic manipulation has just been optimized, so let’s skip that checkup. “It’s not my area of expertise anyway.”
Although he possesses Arsnova’s magic manipulation testing software and has the insight to judge its standards, the young man asserts that this is not his area of expertise.
But Lennok knew that those words were not just a lie.
What supports Murphy’s skills and expertise is not simply his insight or knowledge.
Arsnova’s medical checkup record he brought with him when he escaped the central city.
Although it is only a small number, just looking at the patient examination cases recorded in the database is of great help.
The reason Lennok visited Murphy for this checkup in the first place was to use that database.
“...Wait a little bit. Because collected blood cannot be entered into the database. “There must be minimal adjustments to make comparisons possible.”
“I hope it ends quickly.”
“It’s something I’ve done once before. Be patient. “Why didn’t you come find me right after the fight with you in the first place?”
At that moment, Lennok’s fingers, which had been leisurely tapping his knee, stopped for a moment.
Murphy said as he poured the blood into the centrifuge, paying no attention to Lennok’s reaction.
“The body records of a high-ranking wizard who has just finished a battle are very valuable data. “If you visit on time, the diagnosis will be provided free of charge, so you can visit without forgetting anything.”
“...What happened with Paysha Grisburn? I knew it. “Who heard it from?”
“Are you forgetting that I came to this city working at the trauma hospital in Deadrise?”
Murphy laughed.
“Even though I don’t work there anymore, I often hear news about the generals... “When it comes to really serious issues, they contact me too.”
“It’s news related to the generals...”
Are you thinking that the injuries on Lennok’s body are due to the fight with Feisha?
It is not strange, since the last official record of the sword was fighting a ghost.
“More than that, there’s something I’d like to talk about briefly while the database is running.”
Murphy approached the window of the examination room, which was covered by a curtain, and looked back at Lennok and grinned.
“Would you like to cooperate again with the project we did last time?”
“business? “I’ve never done business with you in the first place-”
After speaking up to that point, Lennok smiled bitterly as he remembered what had happened in the past.
“...Blood selling business.”
When I first visited Murphy, he suggested that we do an experiment with Lennok’s blood like we are doing now.
A blood-selling business that uses the blood of superhumans as a doping agent and supplies it to customers across the continent.
At the time, didn’t Murphy use Lennok’s blood as a showcase to promote his business to his customers?
Although Lennok’s blood was never sold as a doping agent, I remember the showcase itself ending quite comically.
“It seems like a conclusion has already been reached on that issue, but is there still room for further experimentation?”
When death row inmates and demonic beasts who had committed heinous crimes were brought in and injected with Lennok’s blood, the higher the superhumans were, the more they could not handle the power and ended up self-destructing.
At that time, we conducted experiments on level 5 superhumans, so now that we want to increase data, we will have to target superhumans above that level.
Lennok tilted his head, wondering if this vampire was planning to capture a level 6 or higher superhuman alive and experiment on the human body.
“No, that’s not it.”
Murphy seemed to have sensed Lennok’s thoughts and smiled grimly.
“There is a very interesting project that my client has entrusted me with, and I think I can complete it quickly with your help.”
“....”
“The conditions are the same. “Some of your blood collected now will be used for the showcase, and if there is no consent, the remaining blood will be discarded immediately.”
Murphy spoke leisurely, looking at Lennok who was silent.
“Like last time, you will only be used as a control group to compare performance, and your blood will not be distributed or your identity will be revealed. “If I were to pull such a shallow trick against you in the first place, I wouldn’t have any life left.”
“If it ends up being similar to what happened then, I wonder if there is any need to experiment again...”
Lennok, who was sitting back with his arms crossed, nodded towards Murphy standing in front of the curtain.
“First, let’s hear what kind of project it is and then decide.”
“Okay, the gist of the project is simple. The idea is to forcibly strengthen criminals who cannot be rehabilitated and raise them as hunting dogs. In the process, the doping agent I promoted will be used. Just...”
“Just?”
“It means I’m not the only one participating in that project.”
As Murphy said that, he quickly pulled back the curtain that covered the window of the examination room.
Hwaaaaa!!
The scenery of a huge underground fighting arena is broadcast on a wide screen beyond the window.
Inside the prison on top of the fighting arena, people with all kinds of ugly faces are locked up and glaring at each other.
Around them, thousands of spectators were shouting and cheering enthusiastically.
[Waaaaaa!!!]
Pictures of Murphy and other people appeared above the heads of the criminals locked in the prison.
The moment I realized that it was a photo of the so-called ‘colleagues’ who participated in this project with Murphy.
“It will be an opportunity to gather together business owners like me who process and sell the blood of superhumans and compare whose work is the best.”
Murphy said while Lennok frowned.
“The so-called world’s greatest doping competition is being held.”
“....”
“One of the clients is a city council senator. “We’ll start in the undeveloped area this evening and finish within a day. How about that?”
Murphy’s eyes were shining as he looked at the underground fighting arena beyond the screen.
“Wouldn’t you like to test to see whose blood is the greatest among the doping agents using the blood of countless superhumans?”