The eighty-eighth floor is the second-level wizard, Guderian's research room, a terrifying and inexplicable place for apprentices.
There are approximately 20,000 wizard apprentices in the entire Beacon Academy at the junior, middle and senior levels.
Among them, junior wizard apprentices are the most numerous. Counting the freshmen in this class, there are approximately more than 9,000, including many older apprentices who are nearly forty years old.
The three levels of apprentices compiled a dangerous list of more than 600 instructors in the academy, and Wizard Guderian was at the top of the list.
Unlike other wizards who like to punish students corporally, Wizard Guderian has a gentle personality and is a rare good gentleman.
It sounds like the mentor with a gentle personality is far away from danger, but this is not the case.
Wizard Guderian was famous not only for his gentle personality, but also for his love of bizarre research. In his laboratory, he set a record of replacing four assistants in three days, and the assistants who were replaced were the best.
He became a vegetative state.
"Dong dong dong..."
Standing at the door of the laboratory, Wu Ming looked at the four words Guderian written on the door plate, and knocked gently on the door.
After a while, the door opened, and a middle-aged and elderly man wearing a smooth silk robe with curly hair appeared in front of Wu Ming.
"Who are you?" Wizard Guderian seemed to have been woken up. His eyes were sleepy and his hair was messy, but there was no blame in his tone.
You must know that for formal wizards, in their eyes, apprentices are black slaves in the slave owner's family, and the status of both parties is not equal.
After being woken up, Guderian still had such a good attitude and showed no intention of getting angry. He was unusual among wizards and was very rare.
"Teacher Guderian, my name is Andre. I heard that you are looking for an experimental assistant. You can see if I am qualified." Wu Ming stood at the door with his hands behind his back and said calmly.
Guderian seemed to have remembered something, and murmured his name. The sleepiness in his eyes gradually disappeared, and he asked energetically: "Your name is Andre, you are very famous recently, the freshman with a fusion degree of 400?"
"Yes..." Wu Ming was still very calm, as if it was just a trivial matter.
Unfortunately, Guderian didn't think so. He walked up excitedly, held Wu Ming's shoulders, and said in surprise: "It's really you. You don't even know how famous you are among our group of mentors. Many people
They say that you are like a dragon raised in a pond, and you are destined to soar into the sky in the future!"
"By the way, come in, come in, I want to take a photo with you. When you become famous, you can sell it for a lot of money." Guderian pulled him and quickly entered the laboratory.
Guderian's laboratory was much smaller than Dean Rodko's, and the experimental equipment looked a bit old.
Wu Ming looked around casually, and upon entering he saw a landscape wall with hundreds of crystal balls placed on it, with images of people moving inside.
Noticing his gaze, Guderian took out a new crystal ball and fiddled with it while saying: "This is a photo crystal ball, which can record those short and beautiful moments. Those people on the wall are all illustrious.
Most of the famous big shots are the middle and high-ranking wizards I visited when I was wandering around the wizarding world. Don't worry, I will place your photo crystal ball in a conspicuous position. I believe you will be a great one in the future.
Big shot."
Listening to Guderian's words, Wu Ming almost suffered from embarrassment. Could it be that he had met a groupie from another world and was being pursued as a star.
At first, he thought it was Guderian's humor, but when the photo crystal recorded the image of the two standing side by side, he realized that he was very wrong.
"Look, what a perfect image. This is a moment of wonderful memory. No, I have to give this photo a formal name so that when it is collected by a historian billions of years later, someone can
Tell me the characteristics in one sentence."
Under Wu Ming's look at Silly Spore, Guderian thought hard and clapped his hands: "Let's call him Guderian, and his assistant Andre. What do you think of this name?"
"It's not bad!" Wu Ming had already realized that this mentor Guderian, in addition to his gentle personality, was also a man with a strong sense of vanity.
If his vanity was not strong, he would not hang photos of himself and those big shots on the most conspicuous landscape wall.
Similarly, without a strong sense of vanity, a college instructor would not do such a ridiculous thing in front of his students.
"It's great. I haven't been as happy as I am today in more than ten years. A future big shot is my experimental assistant. I can brag about this for many years. When I speak, everyone will be envious.
Look at me, are you right, Andre?" While playing with the photo ball, Guderian did not forget to say this to Wu Ming word by word.
Hearing this, Wu Ming couldn't stand it any longer. He added in a low voice: "Teacher, I'm not a big shot yet."
"No?" Guderian was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand carelessly and said: "The future is here, I can wait, and even store this crystal ball as a family heirloom, until this period of history becomes meaningful."
Well, Wu Ming was speechless. No wonder Guderian was so keen on inventions. It turned out that he wanted to leave a mark in the history of magic.
However, this is not wrong. People always have something to pursue in this life.
There are many people who want to leave a name in history. After all, some people love money, some love power, and some people love this false reputation.
False fame sounds like a derogatory term, but in fact it is not. Fame will make people respected, which is a kind of spiritual enjoyment.
Some people would rather eat glutinous rice at home and dress smartly when going out, just to be looked down upon.
"Teacher, have I passed your test?" Looking at the busy Guderian, Wu Ming brought the topic back on track.
"Test?" Guderian was a little confused.
Wu Ming shook his head, pointed to the laboratory, and said: "Assistant test, can I be your assistant?"
"Of course, I will definitely choose you. No, the work here is not suitable for you. It is too dangerous. Maybe I need two assistants. You can help me record the experiments, and then find someone to help me conduct the experiments." Guderian nodded first.
, then shook his head again and said something incomprehensible.
Wu Ming stood by but understood. The master was afraid that he would die during the experiment and was reluctant to let him leave, so he specially found a record officer position for him.
Good guy, what a dangerous experiment this must be for Guderian to come up with such a method.
It seems that the previous rumors are indeed true. Acting as an assistant to an invention madman is really a dangerous job, and one must have the dedication to die or be disabled.
"Come, let me take you to visit my laboratory. I have several very wonderful inventions here." Guderian was very enthusiastic and took Wu Ming to start the visit.
The first object visited was an exploding snail, about the size of a thumb. When the snail feels threatened, it will self-destruct and kill the enemy.
Stroking the culture tank containing the snail, Guderian said with confidence: "This is an invention I am working on, using blood transformation technology to improve the individual explosive snail, in the hope that its self-destruction will be more powerful.
In my plan, the snails will be transformed into the size of a water basin, and the explosion will be powerful enough to crack mountains and crack rocks. Then, I will bury them where needed. If any intruders break in, they will step on the exploding snails.
body, and then...boom!"
Exploding snails sound a bit like landmines, except that the latter is technology and the former is biological modification technology.
Wu Ming acted as a tourist. He looked at the fist-sized exploding snails in the culture tank and asked, "How is its power now?"
"No, it can only kill ordinary people and wizard apprentices who still have weaknesses. It has no effect on official wizards." It can kill ordinary people and is already a mine-level dangerous product. But in the wizarding world, wizards are the mainstream.
Who cares about the life and death of ordinary people.
Guderian seems a little disappointed. An invention that cannot work on wizards is destined not to be recognized by mainstream institutions. Even if the explosive snail he developed can kill ordinary people in a city, it will be classified as a flashy product unless
This thing can kill a wizard.
"Good guy, is this the Nobel of the wizarding world?"
Invention is a process of accumulation. If you give it enough time, you may not be able to make great achievements.
After reading Guderian's first invention, Wu Ming discovered that the small Lighthouse Academy can be called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. No wonder it invented a bloodline that even Abidas valued.
"Come on, I'm going to show you this." Guderian was an inventive maniac, and he had many strange things, but most of them were flashy.
Under the guidance of the other party, Wu Ming looked at a dozen of the latest inventions, including the explosive snails, and the others were more like the products of pranks.
Looking at them one by one, before I knew it, the laboratory had reached its end.
Here, in the corner at the end of the room, there is a culture tank, in which a ball of liquid seems to be floating in the culture solution.
"Liquid!" Seeing the liquid here, Wu Ming suddenly became interested and asked: "Teacher, what is in this?"
"This is the product of an accidental experiment. I originally wanted to use this thing to become a legend in the wizarding world, but unfortunately I failed." Guderian said with half regret and half nostalgia, which made Wu Ming's eyes light up slightly.
According to Abidas, Guderian's unknown bloodline was an unsuccessful accidental invention.
Facts have proved that the invention was successful, but Guderian thought it was unsuccessful, so it did not spread.
"Is this the powerful unknown bloodline?" Wu Ming's eyes sparkled, he suppressed his thoughts and asked seemingly casually: "Teacher, tell me about this thing, I'm very interested."
"You want to know?"
Guderian did not think that there was anything worth concealing about this failed accidental invention, and said: "We blood wizards can fuse the bloodlines of other creatures to make ourselves stronger. However, we can only fuse one bloodline
, so I wondered if I could invent a special bloodline that could fuse multiple bloodlines. So, I experimented, I failed, I experimented again, failed again, and then I gave up."
"Give up, how can you give up!" Wu Ming heard half of the story, suddenly stopped, and said unhappily: "This is a revolution for blood wizards. Think about it, once we can integrate multiple bloodlines, we will no longer
Being limited to one type and can only use the power of one bloodline, how powerful it must be!"
"I know, but this is an accidental product, and it cannot be copied. It is not my fault!" Guderian, a good gentleman, became excited for the first time and roared: "Don't you think I don't want to succeed?
, Don’t you want to be famous or become a legend? I think, but I can’t copy the accident, that situation was too accidental, so I can only perfect it, but I can’t!”
"Teacher, calm down, calm down!" Wu Ming comforted Guderian and whispered: "Maybe we should try again, this time I will help you..."
Guderian looked at him doubtfully, and Wu Ming nodded slightly and said: "Try again!" 8)