Mage Adam

After Adam gave the order, he turned around and walked towards his office. Thanks to more than ten years of hard work and training, he no longer needs to do the tedious experimental process himself. He only needs to verify the accuracy of the experimental data, and then carry out In conclusion.

The assistants were skeptical, but Adam always believed in this path. The establishment of the theory is in the same line. There is no reason for the previous research to be established, but the most important thing is not established. He believes that it is just that he has not found the right method now.

"Perhaps a completely scientific verification method is unscientific in this world." This is a guess made by Adam after ten years of failures. From this, he designed a second set of experimental plans, by completely breaking away from the ether. The experiment has been transformed into bringing ether into the experiment as a quantity. Since the previous empirical evidence is very mature, it is believed that the conclusion can be obtained in a short time.

"Master, there is absolutely no need for you to be so strict with yourself. After being promoted to a formal mage, you will become a longevity species. As long as you don't die, you will have unlimited time to do research, and after your soul is sublimated, your wisdom will also Improvement, instead of entanglement now, it is better to be promoted directly." The devil appeared in front of Adam and said old-fashioned.

Adam didn't even look at it, and just sorted out the huge amount of experimental reports on his own. The devil looked bored, curled his lips and walked out the door.

"Wait a minute." Adam suddenly stopped it, "Take my identity token and allocate the next stage of funding to each laboratory, twice the previous standard."

Adam, who has become rich and powerful now, doesn't care about the loss of experiments at all. Although the college has a lot of funds allocated every month, Adam no longer pays attention to it. He maintains his research with his own funds.

"Waste energy stones, you might as well give them to me..." the devil muttered as he walked out of the office, this time of every month is the most painful day for him, the owner wastes so much energy every month, it adds Uncle Field went out to have fun but had to rely on trickery and abduction.

Adam doesn't want to deal with it, and the relationship between master and servant has eased a lot after more than ten years of getting along. Adam will give it a lot of "living expenses" every month, but the devil always has the ability to take it away within a few days. They are all spent.

After a while, the devil returned to the office, reluctantly handed his identity token to Adam, and said, "Master, James is about to die."

Adam looked up at it.

"I can feel that his breath of life is constantly weakening, and his strong mental power has become a burden instead. His body needs to allocate a large part of the limited activity to support the power of mind. If this continues, he probably won't be able to survive. One year." The devil said with some melancholy.

Probably because it has lived beside human beings since its birth, it is more sentimental than its kind. It is hard to imagine that a devil would worry about the life and death of a human being.

Adam was silent for a while, but didn't say much after all.

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Such three months flew by, and Monte Carlo's apprentices did not have any impact on Adam's life, only occasionally listening to the assistants talking, mentioning that they were full of complaints, obviously he or his companions were hurt Contempt, but no one bothered Adam because of this matter, they all knew that Adam hated such trivial matters.

James asked Adam for a leave. His body was aging faster and faster, and the devil estimated that he would not be able to survive the one year, so he walked out of the laboratory and bought a dose of spiritual burning potion.

This is the last effort he can make. If he still cannot be promoted at the last moment of his life, he will choose to inject this tube of potion, and either sublimate in the burning, or die completely.

Different from the situation when he was almost kicked out more than ten years ago, he is actually very powerful now, and his telekinetic power circulates perfectly around him. The magic power contained in the mage's armor is extremely abundant, and every trace of escaping mental power will interact with the elements of the outside world ,

But they were all blocked by him, because James completely gave up the path of elements.

James has reached the peak of his apprenticeship in the practice of mindfulness meditation, and mindfulness has become a part of him, which is far more convenient than manipulating the body.

"I really don't know what's the point of this exchange. The apprentices here are just a bunch of sheep, naive, cowardly, and powerless."

Psychic power became James' eyes and ears, allowing him to easily hear the subtle conversations in the distance. Hearing the rude words, he looked up and looked forward.

"Francis." James focused his eyes and recognized the apprentice who was speaking. He was an old acquaintance. During the Tower War, one person killed his apprentice team, and he was the only one who escaped.

Monte Carlo's apprentice team was walking on the road. In front of Francis was a vortex of airflow that was constantly rotating, rolling up all the apprentices who were too late to get out of the way and blowing them in all directions. They could fly, but they chose to walk, obviously To humiliate the apprentices of Moldo Academy.

The apprentices of Moldo College dare not speak out. Moldo’s rule is that sneak attacks are not allowed, and duels can be applied for in battle. The apprentices of Monte Carlo began to strictly abide by the rules after being brutally killed by the mage at the beginning, but as long as someone asked They would fight each other, and they would kill each other without hesitation, and many people had died because of it in the past few months.

Francis is even more disdainful: "A group of cowards, it seems that after the death of those wastes, Moldo has no more glory to speak of. Look at this group of wastes, research? Knowledge? It's ridiculous. You can't even protect yourself. Knowledge can How about it?" As he spoke, a gust of wind blew up in front of him, blowing a large number of apprentices in front of him. This is not magic, but just an application of the wind element. It will not cause harm to apprentices, so it will not cause any damage. Attention College Enforcers.

The wind came in front of James, he sighed silently, and the telekinetic automatic defense suppressed the wind. He just thought about leaving directly, but thinking of the tragic situation of his companions at that time, he chose to stay.

After escaping for a lifetime, do you want to continue escaping before you die?

"You can't be a coward all your life, can you James?" He said to himself mockingly.

Francis felt the wind dissipate, and raised his head coldly to look in front of him. He was a little surprised for a while: "Such an old apprentice?" Attracted Francis' attention.

"Who are you? Look familiar?" Francis asked uncertainly after thinking about it carefully.