"You take it and look at it first, and then you put the third reagent in it and try it and record the reaction. ”

"Okay professor. ”

Lu Sheng took the specimen, walked out of the laboratory, stuffed it into his mouth and chewed it a few times, swallowed it, and then wrote some experimental records on the counter.

"Professor, the experiment failed. He went back to the lab and handed the record to Dahl, "I think there might not be enough of it, so let's give me more." ”

"How much? But this kind of meat can only be cut by high-level monsters.... It's not that easy to get...."Dahl scratched his hair and said helplessly. "Where's the lab report?"

"What about the third reagent, and how effective is it?"

Lu Sheng shrugged.

"Unfortunately, I don't think the amount of reagents is enough. ”

"Then I'll go back and think of a way....." The sophomore scratched his scalp, "Why is the consumption of experimental materials getting bigger and bigger recently?"

"But the results are coming out quickly, aren't they?" Lu Sheng said seriously.

"That's right, but this consumption... The funds may not be able to be used," Dahl said.

"Professor, our results continue to come out and the efficiency is amazing, and I believe that the board of directors will not turn us down because of this small request. Lu Sheng persuaded him.

"Well... I'll go back and give it a try. Here, take this specimen for reaction experiments. ”

"Okay professor. Lu Sheng took a small specimen saucer, turned around and walked into another experimental room, he set aside a little for the experiment, and pinched the rest in his mouth.

This kind of life is not comfortable, but at least the food is still good.

The work in the laboratory of the institute ended early, because the experimental materials were all consumed, so Lu Sheng had to take a vacation and go back early.

After chatting casually with another experimental senior sister, he walked all the way to the dormitory, but did not return to the dormitory first.

Instead, he turned a corner and went to the back of one of the school's laboratory buildings.

In the dark night, Lu Sheng took advantage of a little moonlight to slowly walk between the dilapidated buildings behind the building.

He didn't stop until he reached the edge of an abandoned school building overgrown with vines and moss.

The university campus is separated from here by a metal fence, one is a newly renovated campus, and the other is an old campus with dilapidated buildings that could not be repaired before.

Lu Sheng flipped over lightly, and crossed the fence into the old campus,

He skillfully walked into a school building, followed the stairs up, and soon arrived at the living room, which was only one floor from the top.

The floor of the living room is full of carved knives and templates, and in some corners of the carving, there are traces of what appears to be blood.

He crouched down and scrutinized the lines in the living room.

Ever since he figured it out last time at the lake, Lu Sheng had really decided to give this place a real big move, just like he did in the Dragon World.

On his own, he is too weak.

After carefully inspecting the lower lines, Lu Sheng squatted down again and carved one slender winged snake after another with a carving knife, these winged snakes were densely packed and numerous, like countless insects in a whole circle, forming a large circle around the entire living room.

Lu Sheng's movements were fast, and it only took an hour to complete the carving of the entire living room, and it was not so much a carving as a painting.

Hiss...

The last knife fell, drawing the eyes of the winged snake, and Lu Sheng threw away the knife.

"The second point is done. ”

He needs to create a sufficient number of advent circles in the school, and the way the energy of this world exists is very strange, so he also needs to correct and modify the original knowledge of the formation mastered by himself.

It took him a lot of time, and then it was time to pick a point. The inside of the school is definitely not good, there are patrol students everywhere, and if you are not careful, you will be discovered.

So in the end, Lu Sheng chose the old campus on the side and set up the advent point.

After arranging the formation, he quietly left the place again, and the air jet under his feet made him leave no footprints.

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Miska Owl Observation Tower.

As the only tallest observation tower in the school, it is not only a place to observe the threats that may be attacked at any time in the starry sky, but also to monitor the rest of the planet's troubles.

The tower is owned by Professor Michel House, an elderly professor who has been guarding the site for more than ninety years.

Burst.

The liquid in the weather bottle gushed out at once, like a diffuse smoke, under the control of Michelle's hands, slowly deformed in mid-air.

The pen and paper beside him were recording rows of data and projects by himself.

Michelle has been doing this kind of climate test for many years, but somehow, he has been feeling something wrong lately, the weather bottle is reacting more and more frequently, and he is struggling to control the liquid in it.

"Teacher, are you alright?" a small voice came from outside the lab.

"It's okay.... I'm probably a little tired..."Michelle exhaled, slowly manipulating the water back to the Weather Bottle.

The translucent stream of water distorted, like some kind of jellyfish writhing its tentacles.

"Remember to help me inform Dahl that the latest astrological predictions may be delivered a little later, and there may be some trouble on my side. The variables suddenly increased a lot. Michelle said helplessly. Waving his wizened hands, he increased his control and drove the water back to the weather bottle.

"Okay professor. But you haven't eaten dinner yet, why don't you come out and have something to eat before continuing your experiment?"

"yes, yes, Professor, it's not good to be hungry. ”

"Henry and Millie never eat late. ”

The messy sounds make do with it, like a tea party.

Michelle smiled, watching the weather bottle refill with liquid, he turned to point at the pen and paper, which had been recording things all along, suddenly stopped and fell completely.

"It's coming, it's coming. He staggered to the door with a smile and pulled the door open.

Outside the door, a large number of chubby little owls flickered and blinked, and these fat guys, who were only the size of watermelons, were all crowded in the door to look at Michelle.

The gray-white feathers on their bodies are squeezed by you and me, and some of them are still pushing and shouting at each other, and they may fight at any time.

"Okay, okay, it's all quiet, I'm done, everyone go back and have a good rest, don't worry, I may not have had a good rest recently, so I'm a little sleepy. Don't worry, tomorrow, tomorrow I'll go get some good stuff and come back for dinner. Make up for it. Michelle smiled.

"Well, if you insist on saying so. Actually, I don't think your problem is that you don't have enough nutrition...", the fattest owl said helplessly.

"Let's go, let's go. Michelle closed the door with her backhand. The lab darkened, and there was no light from the hallway outside.

The transparent weather bottle sat silently on the bench, motionless.

As time passed, the wisps of white silk scattered in the transparent liquid inside also began to slowly move and rotate.

Click.

Suddenly, with an inaudible crisp sound, a slight crack opened in the inner wall of the weather bottle, and a little bit of transparent liquid slowly seeped out.

More and more of the fluid that seeped out, dripping down the tabletop and forming a large puddle of wet black marks on the ground.

Soon, the amount of liquid in the weather bottle was oozing far more than the amount of liquid inside.

The large amount of liquid gushed out faster and faster, almost soaking the entire bench table, and the ground below was dripping more and more.

Countless transparent liquids slowly condensed and shaped as if they were alive, and soon formed an image of a gray-haired old man with some clumsiness.

"Let me start, the first battle—" The old man looked up, and his face was that of Professor Michelle.

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"It's getting more and more apparent, we need more manpower!" said Miskar University executives gathered in the indoor auditorium to discuss the recent events that have become more frequent in various places.

President Maradona sat at the top, and with him were the other two vice-presidents, and below and on the left were the deans of the major colleges, and the deans who were not present were replaced by the vice presidents.

At the bottom are the professors, and then the instructors, faculty and teaching assistants.

The relationship between the layers of location is clear.

"We should take the initiative to take the necessary action, instead of sitting in school all day discussing this and that!!" yelled an old red-haired man slamming his desk.

"Hesitation and hesitation are the enemy of the victors!" another pale man in a silver-rimmed black robe agreed in a deep voice.

"However, if we leave, once the power here is weakened, who will guard it?" asked the director of the Astronomical Academy in a deep voice.

"The stars and the crescent moon have taught me that if we act rashly, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

"Your prophecy has long since become obsolete, Andullah. This is the time of flesh sacrifice! I sacrificed an entire head of the Flesh Demon to the exact opposite of you. On the other side, the professor of sacrifice, an old man of the royal academician, refuted loudly.

"We should attack! Passive defense will only lower our morale and give up victory!"

"We have our duty, don't forget the covenant oath!" an old lady reminded as she stood up.

Almost every professor-level existence is a person with extremely firm beliefs, and everyone thinks that they are right, and several decision-makers are also quite troublesome.

Maradona guessed this a long time ago.

He sighed and clapped his hands gently.

"Silence. ”

Suddenly the voices in the auditorium slowly subsided.

"Now the question is not whether we want to, but that trouble has arrived...", he looked at Professor Michelle at the observatory.

"Brother Michelle, is the observatory okay now?"

The somewhat rickety Michelle is definitely an outlier in the school, he has extraordinary observation skills, but he has a withdrawn personality, never socializes with people, and his only friend is Maradona.

Hearing the question, he stood up and slowly bowed to the principal.

"Everything is normal, dear Maradona. I've tested it with hundreds of weather bottles over and over again, and there's no trouble with the evil gods yet. ”

"You're tasked with monitoring the normal surface ground campus, so there's a lot of responsibility and hopefully don't miss a single trace. Maradona nodded.

"I understand. Michelle lowered her head in response, only to see a flash of transparent water in the depths of his eyes.

"By the way, the Grey-Haired Patriarch is okay? I haven't visited them for a long time, and as an owl, it is extremely rare to live to be ninety-seven years old. ”

"Of course, they're all fine, except for a few newborn little ones who are a bit naughty and like to fight, the rest are fine. Michelle replied with a smile.