"The professor made an appointment with me to meet at noon today..."
"What am I asking you about?!"
"...Professor Monteria asked me..."
"The professor is busy. You know the rules. If you have anything to say, hurry up and the professor will help you deal with it when he has time. If nothing happens, I have to go back to do the experiment... There is no one in front of the stage now!"
The words were spoken fast and rushed, but after hearing this, Zheng Qing could probably guess where the irritability in the heart of the wizard in front of him came from. The wizard's mood when his experiment was interrupted was probably similar to when his sleep was disturbed.
He didn't dare to talk any more and took out the test tube from his pocket:
"I want to ask the professor to help test the blood inside..."
Before he finished speaking, Zheng Qing felt his eyes blur. When he looked again, he saw that the test tube in his hand had been in the hands of the wizard.
"Be careful!" the young public-funded student exclaimed: "That blood is a bit weird..."
"Who would send normal blood here? We have seen even weirder blood." The black-robed wizard's tone was a little disdainful, but his face was a little more solemn. He could easily feel the 'amber' coming from the test tube.
The pressure: "...Is it banned by the great wizard? Well, from the Qingqiu clan?"
Zheng Qing was in awe.
"Yes." He replied honestly.
Being able to make so many judgments in such a short period of time, this black robe is probably the best even among registered wizards.
"The source of this blood must be legal." The black-robed wizard reminded cautiously: "Although the Qingqiu clan has a relatively low profile in the alliance, they have always been one of the most powerful clans in the Moon Parliament..."
Zheng Qing immediately realized that the other party might have misunderstood something.
"Absolutely formal!" The young public-funded student gave a positive answer.
"That's good... we will notify you directly when the results come out. There is nothing else to do." The black-robed wizard simply nodded to the boy, stuffed the test tube into his robe pocket, and then turned back his hand without waiting for Zheng Qing's reaction.
The door closed with a bang.
Simple and neat.
The young wizard looked stunned.
The knocker beast on the small bronze door sighed at him.
"Look away, young man." The knocker beast comforted him in a voice full of vicissitudes of life: "I have been guarding the door for so many years, and today this child's temper is quite mild... There is a researcher with a really bad temper. If someone disturbs him,
The experiment can really cast a curse on others."
Zheng Qing took a deep breath.
"He won't throw away my test tube." He muttered worriedly.
"That's not the case." The door knocker beast raised its head with great effort and chewed the door knocker loudly: "Although these children have a bad temper, they keep their word... and will not deliberately cause harm."
Zheng Qing lingered at the door for a long time, and finally did not dare to knock again, but left unhappy.
The whole process lasted less than half an hour.
This was much faster than he expected.
It seemed that he didn't need Fatty Xin's help in handing in his Magic Text homework.
…
…
Facts have proven that Knocker Beast’s words are quite reliable.
After the magic text class in the afternoon, Professor Emma had just left the classroom when a blue paper crane flew out of the window, landed on Zheng Qing's shoulder, and pecked his ear viciously.
"Hiss," the wizard turned his face to avoid the attack of the paper crane, pinched its wings, rubbed his ears, and complained: "Whose paper crane is so rude?!"
It was a pity that the paper crane could not speak and did not answer his question.
Zheng Qing unfolded the letter paper, and at the top of the letterhead was a line of scrawled calligraphy 'Test report on test tube sample No. 0602', and below the calligraphy there was a line of neat small characters: Testing method [Montelia Bloodline Research Laboratory].
Zheng Qing suddenly realized.
It turned out that the dog’s blood test results came out.
This speed far exceeded his expectation, and he was already planning to get the test report by the weekend.
The text of the test report is a dense mass of numbers and symbols, which makes people dizzy when looking straight at it. The young wizard's eyes skip over the content that he cannot understand and slides straight to the back of the letter - until there, he can understand the inside.
Content.
Finally, there is a conclusion.
"After testing, 99% of the information reflected in the relevant samples belongs to ordinary dogs, of which about 31% are pugs, 17% are British bulldogs, and 9% are Yorkshire terriers.
, 3% are Bordeaux dogs, and the remaining about 40% have high information confounding, and more samples need to be provided for repeated comparative testing.”
"Another one percent of the detection information reflects the characteristics of magical creatures, which are confirmed to be related to the alien god Mhisha. They are non-dominant inheritance from distant generations, but were activated for special reasons."
The simple conclusion ended here, with no beginning or end, and Zheng Qing was confused.
He turned over the letter.
The back is empty, with only the faintly revealed magical patterns on the back of the paper, and no further explanation.
"What are you looking at so seriously?" Fatty Xin's greasy breath came from his side, making Zheng Qing feel like he was suffocating.
"Stay away!" He pushed the fat man away and stuffed the letter in his hand: "I asked Professor Monteria's laboratory to help test the dog's blood... The results came out, but I can't see
Too understanding. Can you understand?"
"Montelia laboratory test report?"
"Did you catch that dog?"
Fatty and Xiao Xiao spoke at the same time, but Fatty was interested in the legendary laboratory report involving taboo experiments, while Xiao Xiao was curious about when Zheng Qing got the dog's blood sample.
Zheng Qing had no way to tell them that it was Su Shijun who helped - otherwise he would be beaten to death.
"...I used a little trick, you know, that dog is very interested in me," the young public-funded student answered vaguely, and then immediately jumped to another topic: "Just in time, I have a question to ask you,
Doctor, do you know the name Mhisha? He seems to be an alien god as well."
Sure enough, Xiao Xiao's attention was immediately attracted by the name: "Msisha?"
He put one hand on his black-shell notebook and rubbed it a few times, with a hint of realization on his face: "Mhisiha... no wonder, no wonder... that is to say, that puppy has the blood of Mhisiha,
Right."
Zheng Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise.
Because the report is still in Fatty's hands, the doctor hasn't read its contents yet.
"How do you know!" He asked impatiently: "Is that guy famous? Does he have many descendants? Could he be like Tsathoggua or Nicholas, who wants to come to this world with the help of believers?
"
"On the contrary." Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and denied: "Msisha is notoriously cold and has almost no believers, even wizards. Very few people know about it... He prefers to find fault with other foreign gods.
Instead of playing around with ants like us. But this does not mean that he is not famous. Maybe you have heard of his other name, Fenrir."
This chapter has been completed!