Magus Tech

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Next, for three full days, Richard was busy with various experimental studies.

Except for the first small experiment, which is to find errors, most of the remaining experiments are to try to use the blood-colored seal to analyze the blood energy extraordinary factor.Then use the parsed information to improve the repair spirit and promote the recovery of physical damage.

In Richard's busy schedule, the wizard also spent three days.

In comparison, his three days are more difficult, even to say... torment.

...

In the morning after three days.

Inside the Garden of Eden.

The wizard was sitting in the open space in front of the main laboratory. His body was swollen, his ten fingers were like carrots, and his face was pale as paper.

The reason for this is very simple, two words-hungry.

Not bad, hungry.

Richard said before that he calmed the wizard and then turned around to do other things. As a result, he didn’t care about the wizard for three days. He didn’t even send a piece of black bread to the wizard. He was hungry for three days. .

If the rest of the ordinary people are now probably starved to death, even if they are better, they will be hungry.

But wizards are wizards after all. Even if they lose control of their extraordinary powers, they are better than ordinary people. They can adjust the mechanism of the body to a small extent and make the body out of a very low consumption state. .

But he didn’t starve to death, and there was nowhere to go. From two days ago, the wizard’s stomach “gurgled” continuously.

After half a day, the wizard could not help leaving the house, trying to get out for food.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he fell into a desperate situation.

Yes, despair.

Thinking of these past events, the wizard could not help turning his head and looking around.I saw a spell puppet composed of white bones on the left and a spell puppet composed of white bones on the right. The front and back are the same as the magic puppets-there are more than a dozen spell puppets surrounding him.

"what are you doing!"

The wizard was frowning and couldn't help getting up.

As a result, just standing halfway up, the magic puppet next to him stretched out his strong bone arm, placed it on his shoulder, and forced him back to the ground.

"Boom!"

With a sound, the wizard sat back on the ground and sighed aloud: Alas, the same thing has been repeated countless times in the past day and a half.

I remember at the beginning, he was tired when he came out and wanted to sit on the ground to take a rest. By the way, he looked around to see where there might be food.As a result, he was looking around, and several spell puppets ran over and sat down next to him.

Then every time he wanted to stand up, he was destined to be pressed by the spell puppet.

Once, twice, three times...

Ten times, twenty times, thirty times...

One hundred times!

At first, he was puzzled and he cursed repeatedly, trying to escape.

Gradually, he became numb.

Finally, he accepted his fate.

Except for occasionally standing up and making sure that he is not mad—the magic puppets around him are really bored to prevent him from standing up, not that he is hallucinating—he spends most of his time sitting on the floor thinking.

He felt that he might be starved to death here.

He felt that he might be the first wizard to be starved to death.

It is a shame to say it, but this is the reality.

Why is this happening?

With the slight grip of both hands, the wizard was very unwilling.

Then he heard the sound of "tap" footsteps.

He turned his head violently, and after hearing it, he saw the appearance of a white-haired old man he had seen before, it was the old lich man.

The magical puppets around the wizard were separated automatically. The old lich walked up and protruded a finger to poke the wizard’s body. When he saw a slight change in the wizard’s expression, he nodded in satisfaction. 'S magical puppet, which is well protected, and then continue."

When he had finished speaking, the old lich turned around and left, and the separate magic puppets surrounded the wizard again.

The wizard was shouting excitedly: "Hey, hello, old man, did you deliberately let these spell puppets trap me and prevent me from getting up?"

"Huh?" The old Lich stopped and looked at the wizard, nodding, nodding, "Yeah, why, is there a problem?

"It's okay!" Although the wizard was so hungry and weak, his voice was very loud at this moment, like an erupting volcano roaring, "Why are you doing this? I admit, I called you an old lunatic before, but You have stunned me once, and you should pay it off. So why do you want to retaliate me like this? And, in such a boring way, retaliate me?"

"Revenge on you?" The old Lich walked back with a frown, looking at the wizard and coughed. "Hey, don't talk nonsense. Where can I revenge you? I'm protecting you, OK."

"Protect me?" The wizard seemed to be listening to a big joke.

The old Lich is a serious way: "Yes, it is to protect you. Don’t you know that there is an extremely shameless eight-armed skeleton in this place. He sins very badly and does nothing evil. He has a special hobby for the bones that others value. Steal at all costs.

You, as a newcomer, if I don’t need my so many puppets to protect you and fall into the opponent's hands, they might be removed and boned by the opponent."

After hearing this, the wizard was a little surprised, and then came out of it, and said loudly: "If you want to protect me, you can say clearly, why don't you let me stand up?"

"You are in this place, not far from my residence, I can take care of it at any time. If you let you stand up and run away, it won't work." The old Lich continued a serious way.

"Then...then you really want to protect me, why should you give me some food?"

"Food? Why, are you hungry?" The old Lich listened, slightly surprised. After thinking about it, he shrugged and asked, "But... what does this have to do with me?"

Before, the little girl of Pandora only told me that Richard asked me to take care of you, don't play dead, and don't let the damn skeleton with eight arms play you dead.I'll do it just fine. Other things can't be bothered."

"But, if I go on like this, I will starve to death."

"As long as you are not killed by play, any way you die, that is your freedom."

Wizard: "I..."

At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the people in it really didn't take him seriously, just as an optional existence.His life was no match for Richard's words.

What Richard said before him was true.

If he does not cooperate, it will be of no value to Richard, and it will be meaningless to die.

that……

Suddenly, all his psychological defenses collapsed.

He thoroughly realized that if he didn't want to change his situation, he would really become a starved wizard.

And he definitely doesn't want to be like this.

At this time, he saw Richard stepping out of the door of the main laboratory, as if thinking about something, and hurried towards the distant area, without looking at him at all.

Obviously, Richard is busy and has no time to take care of him.

The sorcerer swallowed hard, looked at Richard, and screamed with all his strength in the next moment: "Hey, I'm here! I'm willing to tell you everything!"

"everything!"

"Ok?"

While walking, Richard stopped because he was interrupted, and his expression was slightly unpleasant, and then turned his head to look.