? Eliade looked at Rachel's stubborn face, as if he saw the girl who was as tough as cattails more than ten years ago.
After a moment of confusion, Eliade slowed down his tone: "Rachel, I know what you have done over the years, and I also understand that you want to find a path to freedom for the alien race. However, things are not like you.
It’s as simple as you imagine... Just supporting a king to ascend to power cannot fundamentally solve the current plight of the alien species."
Rachel looked like she still had something to say, but she opened her mouth and finally gave up.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Eliade picked up the book on the table again, opened it and said while reading: "I am very interested in these microbial theories written by Terrence. If you have a way, I hope you can
See more books in this genre.”
Rachel nodded slightly: "I will send someone to buy some more textbooks from Muxi University and send them here."
"Parasites, bacteria, viruses... It's really hard to imagine that there are such wonderful things in a space the size of a needle's eye. This theory has opened up a new field of biology, and many problems will be solved because of this discovery.
." Eliade moved his gaze from the book to a microscope model not far away: "That guy Theodore, if he were still alive today, would probably be overjoyed by this great discovery."
"Elder Eliade, did you know? The founder of the microbiology theory is none other than the Holy King of Muxi City."
Eliade turned back, looked at Rachel, and smiled: "Of course I know that it was the man named Todd who started everything from scratch and created everything today... Rachel, do you know? Whenever
There is always genuine joy on your face when you mention that person."
"I, do I?" Rachel turned her head towards the glass jar, and was surprised to find from the reflection that her face was filled with a bright smile.
Looking at the woman's expression, Eliade instantly understood something.
"Rachel, how does the Holy King of Muxi treat you?"
Rachel's smile slowly faded, leaving only a hint of gloom on her face: "He... treated me very well."
Eliade paid attention to her expression and asked, "Really?"
Rachel nodded firmly: "Really."
Eliade stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and said, "You left Muxi City because he was concerned about your identity?"
Rachel shook her head slightly: "No, I took the initiative to leave him."
Eliade closed his eyes and sighed: "Oh, is it because of your body?"
Rachel didn't speak, but lowered her head lower.
"When using a resurrecting ritual to transfer a person's soul, it is best for the subject to be a corpse that has been dead for no more than 12 hours. However, there are several biggest problems with this ritual. One of them is that the body after the soul is transferred, although it can speak and
The movements look the same as those of ordinary people, but some basic physiological functions have lost their effectiveness. Women’s reproductive function is one of them..."
Rachel's mouth was full of bitterness: "I understand what you said."
Eliade stroked his beard and said helplessly: "For a kingdom, heirs are indeed the most important thing. I can understand that you are willing to leave him voluntarily... But, don't you feel it is a pity? After all, it is
You help the Holy King build Muxi City into what it is today step by step. Leaving like this is tantamount to giving up everything."
Rachel smiled and shook her head: "A craftsman has carefully created a perfect work of art. No matter how much the craftsman likes the work, there is no need to forcefully occupy it. Find a person who can appreciate this work.
And the owner who cares for it is what this craftsman should want."
Eliade's hand touching his beard stopped. He looked at the calm-faced woman in front of him in surprise, and said in disbelief: "Rachel, you have changed. In other words, you have grown up. The past you,
There was only hatred and uneasiness in my heart, but now I see a woman with a strong will."
The old man stood up and said happily: "When you were growing up, I was always worried that you would become that woman one day..."
Seeing Eliad hesitate to speak, Rachel smiled and said: "I am me, she is her, I will never..."
Before he finished speaking, a long and continuous sound of horns came from outside the room.
Rachel's smile froze on her face, and her calmness and confidence gradually faded from her face.
Eliade looked out the window, his brows furrowed and his face serious.
"This horn sound means... Eleanor... is back."
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Twilight West City, northern part of the port area, abandoned shipyard, late at night.
The werewolf Aldenan stretched out his sharp claws and grabbed the top of the stone fence. He arched his back, suddenly exerted force on his legs, and climbed over the high wall lightly.
Looking at the dark building in the night, Aldenan's eyes were sharp and his face was solemn.
"Hey, hey! Aldenan! Help me! I can't get up!"
Hearing this rough and dull voice, Aldenan rolled his eyes and turned to look at the orc Carol in the corner.
"Carol, maybe the task of guarding would be more suitable for you?"
Carol raised his neck, looked at the werewolf on the wall, and said angrily: "It was so hard to find the trace of that bastard, how could I just wait here stupidly?!"
Aldenan said with a headache: "Your body is too heavy and you can't climb up at all..."
There was a loud bang.
Carroll punched a big hole in the stone wall, stepped up with his right leg, and crawled directly through the hole.
Looking back at the dumbfounded Aldenan, the proud Carroll blew the dust off his fists and said happily: "It's still the same method, it's straightforward."
"You idiot whose brain is all about muscles!" Aldenan jumped down from the wall and gave Carroll a shudder: "Such a loud noise will wake others up!"
The two of them looked at the abandoned shipyard in front of them. Apart from the sound of waves hitting the reef and the wind blowing through the sky, there was no other sound.
Carroll looked at Aldenan suspiciously: "Is there something wrong with your intelligence? Is that guy named Wayne Dunlop really here?"
"The information cannot be wrong."
Aldernan tiptoed close to the abandoned shipyard and looked in through the crack in the dilapidated door. Inside was a huge shipyard, but it was overgrown with weeds and littered everywhere.
"This shipyard belongs to a certain chamber of commerce in the north. I heard that it was originally intended to be used for the construction of medium-sized cargo ships. Later, due to high debts, it was confiscated by Muxi Bank to pay off debts." Aldenan said as he walked into the shipyard from the wooden planks: "
I spent a large sum of money and asked someone to get the following information from the best intelligence dealer: The scholar who vaccinated us that day was named Wayne Dunlop. He was a professor of microbiology at Western University. Someone had seen him.
He's active around here."
Carroll squatted down, lifted up a wooden board, looked at the insects escaping in all directions, and said disappointedly: "It looks like no one has been here for at least a year, there is nothing!"
Aldenan lay on the ground, put his wolf ears against the ground, listened for a while, then got up and said to Carol: "There is a sound underground."
"Underground?!" Carol stepped on the stone under his feet: "The sea is beneath our feet. Is that the sound of sea water you hear?"
"After transforming into what I am now, I can distinguish sounds and smells hundreds of times better than ordinary humans. I'm sure that the sounds coming from the underground are definitely not the sounds of water!"
Carol scratched his head: "Then what should we do now?"
Aldenan pointed to the water in the center of the dock and made a jumping gesture.
"Jump into the sea from here?!" Carol opened her eyes wide: "Are you crazy?!"
Aldenan shrugged: "Do you still want to find Wayne Dunlop? This is the only hope for answers."
After saying this, Aldenan jumped into the saltwater pool of the dock without hesitation.
Karloff shook his head helplessly, pinched his nose, and jumped into the sea.