At the same time, in the city of Seris, the capital of the Elanhill Empire, William, the director of the Institute of Magic, was anxiously checking every step of the experiment with his former teacher, Frentzberg.

"In this way, the problem is that the spiritual power of mortals is not enough to support the strength of this magic." Frentzberg put down a data report in his hand and looked up at William.

He spoke helplessly, in his mechanical, emotionless voice, "Once the magic begins, the spiritual power of mortals has actually been severely damaged. ”

"But if we reduce the intensity, then this step of extracting people's spiritual power will not be able to achieve the desired peeling effect." William rubbed the bridge of his nose, he hadn't slept well for the past few days, and he had been busy with this matter.

His Majesty the Emperor has entrusted them with important tasks, and Lord Gullo is also a respectable old man, William wants to do something for him, and the current magicians also need good news to turn their image on His Majesty's side.

Many factors were mixed together, so that William did not dare to slack off in the slightest. He has been insisting on live experiments these days, in order to shorten the experimental time and complete this experiment as soon as possible that will change the course of human history.

Unfortunately, he still couldn't complete the experiment, and as the minutes ticked by, Chris was already a little impatient.

After all, it was agreed that William would only be given three days. But William has been working for almost two months now.

Gullo's body over there was completely out of order, and he had been barely sustained by nutrient solutions and breathing aids.

Truth be told, if the machines had been stopped, Gullo would have died in a few minutes. The fact that he has survived to this point is simply a medical miracle that has been piled up with countless amounts of money.

That's the benefit of wealth, every breath of Gurlo is now very expensive, and in order to keep him in a "vegetative" state, it costs thousands of gold coins every minute.

But these were nothing to His Majesty the Emperor of the Ranhill Empire, so the gold coins were spent like flowing water, in order to wait, wait for the day when the miracle would happen.

And Wilhelm, and Frenzberg, were the ones who made miracles.

"That's what I'm talking about as difficult...... How many more alternatives haven't been used? Frenzberg casually grabbed another report and read it carefully.

He now truly admired the completeness of the scientific system of the Ranhill Empire. These detailed records, both in format and content, are much more advanced than the previous research records.

The data is very rigorous, and all the scientific evidence in it is indicated, so detailed that it can not be more detailed.

What's even more terrifying is that these data are so rigorous that they are even accurate to the millisecond. The number of milliliters of each of the liquids, the inferred effect, and the time when they were added seem to be able to see the experimental situation at that time just by looking at it once.

"It's so well written." He complimented, then pointed to a statistic and said, "This place can be improved a little more...... As mentioned in the report just now, the body of the test subject has melted, and under this strength of magic, the mortal body will definitely not be able to withstand it. ”

"Soak in protective solution?" William heard the sound of the strings and knew what he meant, and immediately thought of a way to ask.

"Yes, you can ...... Or make a protective pod...... It's also a way. In short, if the protection time is longer, the speed of destruction of the body is slowed down, maybe the spiritual power will be more fully retained. Frenzberg thought for a moment and said.

"If we had thought about it earlier, maybe it would have ...... The experiment was a success. William sighed a little unwillingly.

"We didn't come up with the idea of increasing the magic vibration fusion to increase the efficiency of extracting mental power...... did we" Frentzberg comforted him, and then continued: "We have been planning several years of experiments to be completed in a few days...... That's a very good speed. ”

"It's a pity that what Your Majesty wants is not 'good', but success." William put down the document in his hand, looked at Frenzberg and said, "Teacher, we must complete this experiment in these two days......

"I want to finish it too." Frenzberg said this, and then returned to the experiment: "We need to increase the fusion frequency by another 3 to 5 seconds. ”

"Wouldn't that fragile mortal spiritual power be damaged even more severely?" William asked, puzzled.

Frenzberg explains: "Reducing time is also a way to reduce losses. If we can't make a fuss about the strength of the magic, then shortening the time is obviously another way. ”

"It's really a way to do it...... However, what we say here is only hypothetical. William said this, and there was some frustration.

He couldn't finish the task given to him by Chris on time and was on the verge of collapse. He rarely even slept these days, and every day he was overdrawing his magical energy to keep his body running.

"yes, it's just an assumption! We have no experimental basis and no prerequisites...... It's all up to us...... However, William ...... William! Is there anything more meaningful than this? Frenzberg seemed to be smiling, and it was audible in his voice.

His voice control system has been improved several times, and his emotions can already be heard.

Compared with the dry, emotionless mechanical voice, the current voice of Frenzberg is able to correctly express his thoughts and feelings.

He spread out his arm, which was carved with runes and looked a little different, and said proudly, "This is our domain, and we have poured all our efforts into it, and the fruit we have borne ...... It will also be completely branded with our name! Isn't it enough that we will be the cornerstone of human progress? ”

As an expert in technology, he has this arrogance to give up on others, and it is precisely because of this obsession with technology that he betrayed Iran Hill and ended up where he is today.

Now, he is still obsessed with technology. The moment he picked up these materials, he felt that he had gained life again, and he had become the strong man who controlled everything.

Although he is still just a "paralyzed" puppet with no ability to act on his own, although he is still only a sinner who has not been forgiven.

But that doesn't mean he's a weakling, he's still a powerful magician, and he's still strong in his field, especially in the realm of knowledge, and he's a little too strong.

"Find 10 felony criminals and quickly experiment this conjecture! In the process, continue to look for high-quality test subjects......" Frenzberg said word by word, staring at William.

"We don't have time to waste! So everything has to be synchronized! If we fail again this time, we will have to use the Z2 solution...... That's not a matter of one or two people dying. He said very solemnly.

William knew what the Z2 scheme was all about, it was a terrible experiment to use 100 death row inmates to directly test the success rate of the experiment.

It can also be seen from here that the rise of the Iran Hill Empire has not been long in coming, and it is still accompanied by the barbarism and ruthlessness of the primitive empire everywhere.

No growth is perfect, nor does it happen overnight. Even if there is a golden finger, it can elevate the technology of this world, but it cannot immediately elevate the concept of this world.

The Empire of Iran Hill is not a glamorous and benevolent country, on the contrary, it is an empire covered in enemy blood, brutal and ruthless, with dark corners littered with the corpses of innocents and enemies.

"Let's hope it's still too late!" William knew that every day he delayed now was adding a day of risk.

Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe maybe even an hour later, there may be news of the death of Old Man Gurlo.

If he can't complete this experiment before this news arrives, then his assurance to the emperor will become a joke, or even more terrifying, and will become evidence of deception.

……

"Me! I want to sign up! I want to sign up! "In the hard and cold iron railing, the arms stretched out one by one, frantically trying to pull the officers who passed by.

The owners of these arms pressed their faces against the railing of the cell and squeezed them out of shape: "Please! Please! I don't want to die! Let me go! ”

"I have a daughter! Bastard daughter! You give me a chance to live, and I'll give her to you! It's true! It's true! To you! Another prisoner shouted hysterically.

None of the people who can be held here are innocent. Most of them were rebels who colluded with the Norma Empire, some of them were wealthy and powerful businessmen in the region, and some were simply consuls or higher imperial officials.

With the collapse of the Norma Empire, the spy network of the entire Norma Empire has been uprooted more cleanly and completely.

Because the Norma Empire no longer exists, the Iran Hill Empire has lost interest in tracking down these rootless duckweeds. Moreover, these peripheral personnel are mostly used to cover the main espionage operations, and they don't know much useful information at all.

Therefore, these prisoners who had been held and interrogated were all sent here after the fall of the Norma Empire, and after checking their identities and confirming the charges, they were all executed on the spot and hanged.

"Recently, there are death row prisoners who are disloyal to His Majesty the Emperor, and they are all here." A prison guard pointed to the prisoners, who were a little fat and some were thin, and said coldly: "Some will be hanged tomorrow, and some will be the day after tomorrow...... Who knows......"

"Find out all their files and send them here...... I want to see. The officer glanced at the man in the railing and commanded.

"All of them?" The prison guard was a little confused.

"Yes, all of them!" The officer replied.