"Without further ado."
The Rat Immortal interrupted the black-robed wizard: "Watch carefully and don't let unclean things get into your laboratory."
As it spoke, the slender tail behind it suddenly stretched out, stretched out from the wooden chariot, and rolled out a rat wearing a green vest from the group of rats. The rat waved its paws in fear, with a human expression on its face.
"Spare my life!" It only had time to shout these two words.
"Sorry, it's a private matter and we don't accept outsiders." The Mouse Immortal said to the mouse expressionlessly, and at the same time, the rat's tail tightened suddenly.
There was a click.
The mouse in the green vest tilted its neck to the other side.
As soon as the rat's tail was loosened, with a plop, the rat fell into the soft ground in the forest. In the blink of an eye, it submerged into the soil and disappeared. It was like a wave disappearing into the sea. The other rats wearing vests seemed unaware and were still lining up.
The neat team rushed towards the small gate in an orderly manner.
The black-robed wizard sighed deeply.
"Why bother." He murmured, his eyes wandering from the small door to the riverside, his voice seemed hoarse and tired: "...there are so many rats, my eyes are sore from staring at them."
"Wash it if it's sour." The Rat Immortal replied indifferently, his eyes never leaving his group of rats: "You don't want real 'rats' to follow these children and sneak into your construction site."
The hooded wizard did not say anything. Instead, he took out a wide-mouthed bottle about an inch tall from his pocket and took off the cork on the mouth of the bottle.
A beige mist immediately rose from the mouth of the bottle.
Then he put his fingers into his hood, rustling, and after a moment, he dropped the unbuttoned eyeballs into the bottle. The black and white eyes were bloodshot, floating in the translucent eyewash, like two alien little ones.
The fish are playing and playing.
The wizard took out another glass rod and stirred it randomly in the cup.
The beige mist became a little thicker.
The Rat Immortal's eyes still did not leave his group of rats, but his ears twitched slightly: "If you are willing to sell your eyewash formula to Fitzer Magic Potion Company, you won't have to worry about the cost of alchemy materials...
…For many old-school wizards, Duzem’s name is still very useful.”
"Hey, it's Duzem from First University who works, not a non-existent Duzem."
The black-robed wizard, or Dr. Duzem, chuckled: "...As for the eyewash, I don't mind selling it. But I'm afraid there aren't many wizards who know how to use it and can afford to use this eyewash method.
Those potion companies never want to do business at a loss."
"No one is willing to engage in loss-making business." The Rat Immortal replied thoughtfully.
The glade was silent for a moment.
"So, have you invested enough capital this time?" Dr. Duzem asked softly: "Only with enough capital can you have enough ability to resist risks... The so-called too big to fail means that when your capital is big enough
When the time comes, the force that doesn’t want you to fail will also become very large. Then your probability of success will be much higher.”
The Rat Immortal did not answer the doctor's question immediately.
The beard at the corner of its mouth trembled: "Since you know this truth, why did you fail in the first place?"
"I only realized this truth after I failed."
"Since you have had the experience of failure, you should naturally understand the principle of predicting everything before it will fail." At this point, the Rat Immortal stopped and his eyes fell on the edge of the river.
The rat tide is nearing its end.
Most of the mice coming out of the river now are those little mice wearing yellow vests, and their number is getting rarer and rarer. It patted the armrest of the wooden chariot, causing the wooden chariot to rise upwards, giving it a wider view:
"...From last year's winter hunt to the black tide at the beginning of the year, we have conducted enough simulation exercises. We have tested the strength of the school's protective formation and confirmed the capabilities of our allies."
"We have enough power to open up two battlefields. This is our strength."
"When Ju Zero Three comes to the Black Prison and competes with those guys for the Black Yellow Fruit, we will also instigate a new round of black tide. An unprecedented black tide. This time, the school will not get through it as easily as it did a few months ago.
Now. We have recruited distant hill giants and dragons..."
"Giant?" Dr. Duzem couldn't help but interrupt: "Those rough guys, once they take action, they will make a lot of noise. Can they hide from the school's surveillance?"
"This time, we don't need to worry about being discovered. We just need to worry about the school not being able to discover it." After the Mouse Fairy sent the last few mice in yellow vests into the arch, he let out a sigh of relief: "...
...Only when the school discovers that the Silent Forest is unstable, it will redeploy personnel from the Black Prison. That is our goal."
"You are taking chestnuts from the devil's fire."
"No, this is a win-win situation." The Mouse Immortal's beard trembled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face became more and more profound: "Just like our cooperation with you... you got the opportunity to advance, and we got the Giant Zero Three... We replaced
They reduce the pressure in the prison, and they also share the sight of the school for us."
As he spoke, the Mouse Immortal's eyes crossed the edge of the Silent Forest, crossed the end of the Silent River, and landed on the vast sea. The sea in the distance was filled with mist, making it difficult to see the ups and downs of the waves, but the roaring sound of the waves,
But with the wind, it spread far away.
far away.
…
…
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
The tide surged outside the small cabin, rolling and rolling day and night.
A strong wind blew through.
There was a gap between the two clouds, and a ray of sunlight fell onto the sea along the gap, falling on the Mist, and then passed through the narrow window and fell on the banshee sitting by the window.
Nikita stuck out his tongue and licked the sunlight.
Warm, just like the smell in memory.
The ship rarely sees the sun.
Especially when it is driving, it is always shrouded in boundless fog. Just like its name. From last year's midsummer to this year's midsummer, it has been almost three hundred days, and she has spent most of her time in this dark place.
In the cabin, food is prepared for the few crew members and the captain.
"Biting your fingers when you're hungry doesn't always work," she said to her other self in a voice that was almost like a whisper: "There isn't that much food on the ship, so you can eat half and throw away half..."
The kitchen was quiet, without any echo.
But the banshee turned her ear and listened carefully. After listening for a long time, she said in a comforting tone: "Okay, okay, I know there is a lot of food in the school and it is fresh... but we can't go back...
The captain said that he will take us home with him this month. Zhouzhou, do you miss your mother?"
This chapter has been completed!