"Neuron samples with adapted characteristics? What a great thing! I didn't have access to this when I was an apprentice. How much trouble did you make this time?"
The curiosity in the examiner's cold eyes grew stronger.
Logically speaking, this thing is too rare. It is no less than the core of the soul weapon. Each tower is internally digested. Even with her authority, she has never seen it in the market.
Even her own neurons were laid out after she advanced and spent a lot of resources to get them from her mentor.
As for the neuron sample in Holo's box... unknowingly, even she showed the desired emotion.
"You can try to fuse this thing and master the characteristics of the magician in the apprenticeship period early... Hmm! I remember that the superior of [Distortion] is [Chaos]. If you can use [Distortion] in the next three-year assessment,
Chaos] It’s very exciting just thinking about it. I haven’t seen this kind of secret in a long time.
When was the last time I saw him? The joint exploration of the Twelve Towers? I vaguely remember that person disrupted that area into pieces, and even his teammates were torn apart. That person should be one of your seniors."
After hearing the censor's description, Hero linked this thing with the scene of destruction.
There's just something weird in my heart.
"Neuron sample? Does this mean that this thing needs to be implanted into the body before it can be used?"
Holo asked with a slightly strange expression.
Because the thing in the box... was surprisingly large, a large mass of fascia-like material glued together, the tentacles curling up and stretching unconsciously, and he was originally reluctant to add additional tissue to his body.
The art of body transformation and soul transformation... is mostly useless in the eyes of magicians like Helo.
Most of those apprentices who seek body transformation have no choice but to choose body transformation soul skills to get through the early stage of weakness due to the problem of soul circuits.
Even the upper limit of many apprentices' lifetime is just there.
Just like forming a team during the three-year assessment, most of the apprentices in the body-transforming soul technique serve as human shields and decoys.
Although the soul magic formula engraved in Holo's eyes also transforms the body, it is different from other systems. Long-term transformation will not cause the effect of symbiotic parasitism that cannot be removed, and can be eliminated later when it is not used or needs to be changed.
"Do you mind?"
"A little bit. After all, there is an extra foreign object in the body. It feels very strange. It comes from the resistance of the soul."
"Although I am not your mentor, as your senior, we may work together in the same organization in the future, so I need to remind you."
The black mist under the examiner's body slowly began to squirm. He lifted her to the box, took a look inside, and identified the origin of the neurons.
"This size is still a sample. You need to cultivate it in your body to expand it to a complete state."
"I haven't planned yet..."
"Don't refuse it in a hurry. You can make your own decision after I explain its origin. If you really don't need it, you can sell it for resources. Someone will exchange it for a big price."
"Very valuable?"
"They are priceless and have no market. Neurons are very rare. They can only be produced in special soul beasts or ancient ruins. They are composed of dendrites, cell bodies, axons, membranes and other parts. Some knowledgeable magicians even think that they are
It’s a parasitic soul beast, and it’s very difficult for ordinary people to find suitable neurons.”
"Does it have a big effect?" Hero wanted to know more.
To be honest, his current knowledge reserve mainly comes from the [library] and his tutor's collection of books.
However, both of them have great limitations. In order to prevent apprentices from being too ambitious, the former only opens two floors, while the latter's collection of books is too sophisticated and related to the system.
One is broad and limited, the other is deep and narrow.
There are countless sorcerer materials produced in the empire's territory. Thousands of years have passed and they have not been sorted out. There are still many things that Hero does not know.
"It's bigger than you think. Its main function is to adapt the characteristics and maximize the effect."
"My soul circuit can help me."
"Then can your soul bear it?"
The reviewer asked a very realistic question. For magicians, running the soul circuit at full capacity for a long time will make them tired, and in severe cases, they may even collapse.
"I...this is related to the strength of the soul."
"No, this calculation is too simple. If you break through to the ranks of earl, marquis or even grand duke, don't their souls have high strength? But there are still many magicians who cannot exert their special effects. It is just like the soul circuit.
It has a load limit."
"I understand, so this thing is to add an insurance to the soul? Can it allow me to exert my special effects unscrupulously?"
“Strictly speaking, it’s an added layer of insurance for your body.
After the characteristics are integrated with the soul, no matter how hard you try, unless you force the output, it will be performed at the intensity that the soul can tolerate.
But your body will be subtly eroded by your characteristics. It won’t matter if your characteristics are relatively mild and your body has corresponding soul protection."
"But the powerful system features in the tower should not be too mild..."
Hero thought about the systems of the apprentices he knew around him, and none of the characteristics and effects released were good.
mild……
This means that the apprenticeship dies quickly. This type of system is rare even in the [Scarlet Tower] which focuses on healing.
"That's right. If you have the opportunity to see the top executives, you will find that most of them are deformed...&%*%..."
Rumble!
Her words caused the walls in the room to begin to roll, and the structures under the floor and inside the walls were also revealed as they rolled.
The restless environment made the two of them feel like they were in the mouth of a giant beast.
"Okay, I won't talk anymore!" The examiner twisted his neck, looked at the wall, and took out an envelope from the black mist with his severed hand.
A pink halo appeared on the seal of the envelope, suppressing the restless atmosphere in the room.
The walls and floors also began to calm down and slowly returned to their original appearance.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "What's going on?" Hero even took out his spear.
The noise frightened the child, and he almost thought he would be buried in his own home.
The pale severed hand climbed up to the examiner's fair chin, a finger was stuck on his lips, and he muttered something.
"The position is high enough that I can make some requests to the tower. Apparently I just touched the taboo they set. Now that the tower has noticed me, I don't have much time to stay even if I have the credentials. To make a long story short."
Another severed hand pulled out a book with a tight cover from the black mist.
The books are not thick, but each page is extremely thin.
After browsing for a while, the reviewer identified the origin of the neurons in the box.
"It's strange...yours is a sample, and its body comes from Padron neurons."
"What's wrong? What's weird?"
"This neuron record does not belong to our tower."
"But the aura characteristics it exposes are very suitable for the [Chaos System]!"
"This is what's weird about me. Maybe you can ask your instructor."
"Can't I ask that gentleman?"
The reviewer rolled his eyes.
"I'd be fine with it if you can find Him."
Khlosan smiled and ignored the topic.
"The name has already told you. As for whether to fuse it, you decide for yourself. If you need it... it's very simple. Cut open the scalp, put the neuron sample in, supply the soul so that it can naturally adapt to the body, and fuse it.
By then you will know how important it is for you to develop features, of course...if you don't need it, remember to contact me, I can help you sell it at a good price."
A severed hand quickly climbed onto the table, took the secret book and handed it to Hero. The moment Hero opened it, the censor's contact information appeared on the secret book.
"I wish you good luck, I hope you have an extra helper in the organization."
"Help? Can you say a little more?"
Only then did Hero remember that he still had some questions about the organization that he wanted to know more about.
It's just that the examiner ignored Hero's inquiry and put the mask on her face again. Several severed hands hurriedly crawled into the black mist to hide. As the black mist surged, her face and attire once again became that ordinary look.
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"Bye~"
Click, the door closes.
Only Holo in the room and the neurons in the box were left.