It's hard to imagine that two old men who look like they could be my grandfather (one of them has dozens more grandfathers) can actually make such a loud sound.
I covered my ears and thought.
Dean Felice made a move, and the wooden door closed with a bang.
Then he raised his hand, and a transparent cover appeared in the room.
With the appearance of this transparent cover, the chirping of insects and birds outside the house completely disappeared.
At this moment, I thought of the secret room, two men and one woman, bastard, why should I think about this?
"Tell me again, what is recorded on this?" Dean Felice came over, his face was almost in front of me, and then said to me.
"Alchemy, it should be this, what's wrong?" I took a breath and stepped back.
"Alchemy, it's actually alchemy." Dean Felice took a few steps back and murmured while stomping back and forth in the room.
Teacher Lewis heard what I said, glanced at Dean Felice, lowered his head and fell silent, starting to think.
Is there something wrong with alchemy?
I looked at the appearance of these two people and thought a little confused.
"What are the contents recorded in these books? What kind of alchemy is it?" After a while, Dean Felice came over and looked at me seriously and said.
"It seems to be about the alchemy of material transformation. What's wrong?" Seeing Dean Felice's expression, I couldn't help but become nervous.
Did I read something extraordinary and this guy wants to kill me and silence me?
It's hard to say. If the contents recorded in these books were exposed, I don't know how much shock it would cause.
Curiosity killed the cat, what should I do?
"Fortunately, it's about the alchemy of material transformation." Dean Felice breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly.
"Well, what happened to alchemy?" I looked at Dean Felice suspiciously. "Why are you so nervous?"
Or are you just acting in order to save some translation fees later?
Seeing that the crisis was over and that the Shang Dynasty had awakened, I began to speculate on Dean Felice's behavior.
It’s hard to say. You can’t let go of anything for a while, and you can’t leave out any conditions that should be mentioned!
"Do you know about the battle between gods and demons thousands of years ago?" After a moment of silence, Dean Felice said slowly. "There are records in the library."
"I don't know!" I said confidently. "What do they care about me?"
"You can check the details in the library. I will briefly talk about the relationship between alchemy and the battle between gods and demons." Dean Felice also didn't take it seriously and slowly explained.
Although instructor Lewis on the side has already begun to gnash his teeth on how to deal with me when he goes back later.
Hey, Master Lewis, don’t be like this. The battle between gods and demons really has nothing to do with us. What’s wrong if we don’t know?
"The origin, process and result of the War between Gods and Demons. Due to the hundreds of years of wars and chaos that followed the War between Gods and Demons, most of the historical data have been lost, and the specific situation cannot be studied. However..." Dean Felice looked at the person sitting on the table.
Me behind the desk.
I stood up knowingly, pushed the chair I was sitting on, asked Dean Felice to sit down, and pushed a study chair over for Tutor Lewis.
"Many historians have a guess that the cause of the war was due to alchemy, because it was said that alchemy at that time could steal the power of gods and obtain the privileges of gods and demons." After sitting down, Dean Felice said to him
I said as I stood aside.
Could it be that molecular physics, which only gods and demons know, was studied and speculated by a group of ordinary people, and they became so angry that they decided to kill people and silence them? That's so ridiculous!
"Well, what exactly does stealing the power of gods mean?" My curiosity led me to say this.
"You first translate all these books and write down a text comparison table. If you are sure that there is no alchemy that steals the power of the gods, I can tell you." Dean Felice stared at me, making me tremble all over.
If there is such alchemy above, then I'm sorry. For your own good, you can live here from now on."
"Okay, okay, the translation and comparison table are easy to handle." I nodded. "But what about the reward?"
There was a brief silence in the room.
Humph, it seems that those words before were really meant to trick me into free translation.
I'm really too witty, haha.
After looking at each other, Dean Felice said to me.
"what do you want?"
"How to make space magic equipment, the thunder magic on the bookshelf at the back, and then a few hundred kilograms of mithril." I said without thinking.
"Vacuum blast!"
As Teacher Lewis roared, a small vacuum ball formed by condensed wind magic appeared not far from me, shrunk suddenly, and then exploded.
"Teacher Lewis, you want to kill someone!" I said in a trembling voice as I looked at the stone floor that was shattered into powder not far away.
"Do you know how excessive your demands are?" Tutor Lewis said angrily. "The first two are extremely precious knowledge. You can't even speak hundreds of kilograms of mithril. Do you know how much they are worth?"
"Louis, please don't be impulsive." Dean Felice stopped the angry tutor Lewis, and then turned to look at me with a kind face. "Except for mithril, if you have the qualifications to learn thunder magic,
Here are some low-level magics for you to read. Why do you want the method of making space magic equipment?"
One is a good person and the other is a bad person?
Let’s put aside the fact that I’m not familiar with Dean Phyllis. Teacher Lewis, you look so angry? You don’t even kick yourself when you’re angry!
"I heard that space magic can cut everything open with just one swipe, and it can also teleport and open up a carry-on space. How much money can I make by doing transportation?" I said casually. "So I want to see if I can
The method of using space magic can be deduced through space equipment."
"Oh, are you so sure that you can deduce space magic?" Dean Felice looked at me with interest. "If it is just for analysis, as a translation condition, I can lend you my space magic equipment."
"Hey, what about thunder magic and mithril?" I said with an expression like you have forgotten something.
With a "boom", another stone slab not far away from me was shattered into pieces by instructor Lewis's vacuum blast.
"Thunder magic and mithril." I swallowed and stretched out my hand.
For the sake of profit, I won’t even give up my life!
Dean Felice wiped away the sweat from anger or laughter. His face was a little deformed. It seemed that he had never seen such a shameless person asking for favors.
Instructor Lewis on the side is really angry now based on my understanding of him.
The veins on my forehead popped out!
ps: As for the alchemy that steals the power of gods, everyone who has played Paralysis Anger should know it. If you dare to spoil it, each person will get an explosive armor-piercing arrow. It is guaranteed to turn the chrysanthemum into a sunflower.
