Under the ground of Philon City, in a room filled with darkness, only a transparent jar filled with light blue liquid shone with a faint light, which just illuminated the silent man sitting in front of the jar.
, Philon wearing a gas mask.
In the jar, there are many lines connected to a human brain. Philon's fingers kept pressing on the instrument next to it, and different levels of electric shocks poured in along the lines connecting the human brain.
As the light inside flickered, the recording instrument next to it started ticking out curves.
“Great, this is it!”
Philon's magnetic voice sounded. He lowered his head and noted the area stimulated by the current at this moment. He stretched out his hand and attached another metal-shaped glove to his left hand. He silently looked at the brain in the vat, and suddenly
He reached out and pierced the glass jar, reaching out to hold the fragile brain.
The next second, what was shocking was that the glove trembled slightly and emitted the same electric current that was guided by the instrument just now. The brain trembled, and then when Philon reached out again, he seemed to be holding an illusory figure in his hand.
, Philon stretched out his hand and pulled him out of that little brain.
"The experiment was successful, Nana..."
Philon lowered his head and put the illusory soul into a small metal jar. Waiting for the device to close, a piercing scream could be heard in a trance. Philon cut the test object into only the remaining parts.
Although he had lost his brain, he was still alive and helped Philon complete the hypothesis mentioned by Fisher before.
By stimulating a certain part of the brain, the same effect can actually be produced, making the soul easier to extract.
Numerous unconscious murmurs and roars were faintly heard in the shadows behind him, and then, an awesome girl in a dress appeared behind Philon.
"Have you succeeded, Lord Philon?"
"Well, you're ready to start."
Philon put the brain that started to ooze blue blood back into the tank, and glanced at the nameplate under the tank, "Harry." After a few seconds of silence, he withdrew his gaze and removed the metal on his left hand.
He took off his gloves and held the metal can at his feet in his hand.
"But, how to deal with Fisher? You brought back all the soldier captains who had been in contact with him. Do you want to hide his whereabouts from others? But you should have seen him fight in the martial arts field before. He
The level of magic in our hands should not be high, we can go find soldiers or poison..."
Philon raised his hand, interrupting Nana's words,
"I saw more than a hundred kinds of magic emblems on Fisher's cane. He didn't use a lot of magic to deal with the dragon man. This shows that he is consciously guarding against us, and other methods will not work against him."
Philon's eyes were deep, as if he was thinking deeply about something.
"And Fisher is a rare talent in the world. With such a smart brain, I will not kill him until the last moment... Let's finish this matter first. After I am fully prepared, I will
Talk to him."
Moreover, he still didn't get the answer he wanted. When he was in the theater that day, Philon clearly saw the affirmation of the answer in Fisher's eyes. He understood the answer to this question. Philon desperately wanted it.
Know.
"Yes, Lord Philon."
"Sorry to trouble you, Nana, I'll need you to make sure nothing goes wrong."
"yes..."
Without saying a word, Nana reached out and held Philon's shoulder, gently helping him to activate the muscles on his shoulder.
In front of the jar, blue blood dripped down and gradually became indistinguishable on the dark blue floor.
...
...
"Miss Nana! I'm back!"
As soon as she got off Fisher's carriage, Qiqi saw the awesome girl standing at the door of the mansion with her hands on her belly. She ran over with a smile and threw herself into her arms.
"Welcome back, Qiqi, how was your day?"
Nana smiled gently, touched the long ears on her head with both hands, and let Qiqi lean comfortably in her arms.
"It's great, I met Angela! She is a little taller than me, and she invited me to drink coffee. Although her uncle was very scary in the middle, luckily I had Mr. Fisher to help me!"
"That's it, that's great." Nana stood up with a smile and looked at Fisher, "Mr. Fisher, please come over here, we have prepared dinner."
"Trouble."
Fisher nodded and entered the room with Rafael and the others. The maid had already placed the food in the restaurant, and Philon was also sitting in the restaurant. This time, the place was also crowded with ten other people.
Multiple children he adopted.
"Mr. Fisher, I'm sorry to trouble you today."
"You're welcome, I didn't do anything, I just took Qiqi there along the way."
"Haha, Qiqi, have you said thank you to Mr. Fisher?"
"She definitely didn't say that! Qiqi, you didn't even call us when you went out today, we are no longer friends!"
"That's right!"
When there were more children, the whole room became very noisy, like countless amplified loudspeakers, but none of them listened. However, Philon seemed to be very tolerant and did not reprimand them. Instead, he said to them as if to guide them,
"You should always be polite at the dinner table. It's too much to make noise at Mr. Fisher. Porky, don't move any more."
The children pouted and made faces at each other, then obediently picked up the utensils and ate their dinner.
After a relatively quiet dinner, Philon did not let the children go back. Instead, he asked them to play in the living room for a while, so they played with each other holding toys.
Lal's eyes were hot, and she looked at Fisher inquiringly. After waiting for his nod, she ran over like a joy.
"Ah, that little dragon is here again! Hide the toys quickly!"
"Pochi, there's nothing wrong with lending it to her for a while!"
"Qiqi, you are indeed a traitor!"
There was a noise over there, and Philon also sat next to Fisher and watched the quiet scene. After a long time, he said with emotion,
"Every time I see them, I feel like I'm seeing my childhood and my brothers. They always like branches of apple trees as knights' swords, and then let me, the youngest, be the knight's horse...
Of course, this takes turns, so every one of my brothers and I has been a brave and selfless knight, hahaha."
His magnetic and plain voice tells the story of the past. His tone obviously rises and falls, but it always reveals an untimely hollowness.
"Really...I don't remember much about my childhood. I only remember that I attended a missionary school where I studied the Book of Creation..."
"Oh, but you don't think much of the church, so why should you go?"
"Because the nun who teaches the Book of Creation is a young blond girl with big breasts. She will teach us step by step how to write the Book of Creation."
Seeing Fisher say the shocking words without expression, Philon was stunned for a moment and then laughed,
"It seems that Mr. Fisher has been a Saint-Nali since he was a child, haha."
In fact, it is because the mission school has a free library, free bread and jam, and dormitories with warm quilts.
"Dad, today I learned a new poem by Ms. Lao Fang from Mr. Fisher, which is about the love story of the swallow and the dragon!"
Qiqi happily ran into Philon's arms, told him what happened today, let Philon touch her ears, and then said,
"Ah, it's too early for you to have a collection of poems like that...but the writing skills are the same. As your emotions become richer, the writing skills will become more and more skillful in your hands."
"Okay Qiqi, it's almost time." Philoen's hand caressing Qiqi became softer and gentler, making her squint her eyes comfortably, "It's time for you to take your brothers and sisters back to bed. You are tired today.
It’s been a day, so I need to take a good rest.”
"Well, Qiqi is the best!"
Qiqi climbed down from Philon's arms, and Nana behind her had already begun to tell the children who were playing to go back.
"Qiqi, go back to sleep quickly!"
In front of Nana, several children noticed that Qiqi was still here, so they shouted to her.
"Ah, here they come!" Qiqi stuck out her tongue at them, then said good night to Feilon and ran over there, but she seemed to remember something halfway, and turned around and said to Feilon with a rosy face.
Scheer said softly,
"Good night, Mr. Fisher."
"...Good night, Qiqi."
After hearing Fisher's words, she noisily walked in front of Nana like other children, and she took them back to rest.
The door was closed, blocking their figures, and only the sound of their conversation as they walked further and further could be heard from the corridor outside.
Lal was sitting on the floor holding her toys. She couldn't have a good time without anyone to play with her, so she went back to Mil and the others. Fisher and the others were the only ones left in the room who could still stand up.
Come Philon.
He was also ready to go back to rest. Before leaving, he picked up his suit jacket and suddenly turned to Fisher and said,
"I'm sorry to trouble you today, Mr. Fisher... Speaking of which, do you like drinking?"
"I'm ashamed to say it, but I'm good at pouring wine."
In fact, Fisher's drinking capacity is not bad, but it is better not to drink here.
"Haha, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you try it occasionally. There will be a cocktail party here tomorrow afternoon, just outside in the courtyard. I have prepared a lot of good wine for this. I heard that at the academic conference of the Royal Academy, there will be a reception for the guests.
Prepare the champagne, and over the wine, we can continue to talk about other academic topics."
Fisher looked at Naphilon for a long time, then smiled and agreed,
"Thank you for the invitation. Good night, Mr. Philon."