"It's finished."

Merlin patted the remnants of snow on his hands and stood up.

"It's okay, my craft is still there, it's not down."

He looked at his "work" with satisfaction, a snowman exactly like Alice, and even the clothes he restored, except for the white expanse without color, it was completely like a real person.

At this time, Alice was also looking at this snowman who was exactly like herself, and the little girl and the snowman stood together as if they were twin sisters.

Alice wanted to reach out and touch her "little sister", but she retracted her hand again, for fear that she would not be able to touch the fragile snow girl.

"I didn't expect you to carve, brother? When did you learn it, and when did you make one for my sister? ”

On the side, Cynthia also came over, she looked at the realistic snowman with some surprise, and then said to Merlin with a "give me the whole one" expression.

"It's a pity that it's made of snow, and it's a pity if it melts after a while."

She then felt a little sorry, and with a wave of her hand, a magical glow covered the snowman.

"Well, this can be preserved for a long time, but it's a pity that the ice woman in the north is not here, otherwise she can give this snowman a new life, so that little Alice can really have a playmate."

Merlin looked at the snowman, and because of Cynthia's spell, the snowman that would soon melt seemed to be stopped forever at this moment, and he immediately took a breath.

Obediently, time witchcraft, it's a high-level witchcraft, this ghost woman has just finished the experiment and released so much witchcraft in one go, and now she still has the strength to spare, is her magic reserve so terrifying?

Hey, this ghost woman is so terrifying, she has to hug her thighs.

Thinking of such a shame in his heart, Merlin asked Cynthia.

"Sister, who is that ice woman you are talking about? Can she really give life to a snowman? ”

After all, as a former figure prototype master, the moving plastic figure is a miracle that Merlin has ever dreamed of seeing, and just now Cynthia actually said that someone can give life to the snowman, doesn't that mean that he used snow to make a wife and other figures, and then find that person to enchant it.....

Well, Merlin had a bold idea, and he suddenly felt that this different world without computers, novels, and comics was not so useless.

"What, brother, why are you asking this? Don't blame my sister for not reminding you, that ice woman stays in the ice castle every day and is empty and lonely, I like a beautiful boy like you the most, brother, you have to stay away from her, otherwise you will be eaten and wiped clean by that bad woman. ”

Merlin asked casually, but Cynthia looked like she was facing a great enemy, and she warned Merlin very seriously.

Although her warning made Merlin a little more cautious, if there was a beautiful big sister on the other side, he, a beautiful little boy from the new oven, would be a little tempted to throw himself into the net.

Of course, this was just what he thought about in his heart, and in reality he just replied to Cynthia seriously.

"Sister, you think too much, I'm just a little interested in the magic that can give life to snowmen."

Well, that's the big truth indeed.

"Then brother, you don't have to think about it, this ability is a natural talent that the ice woman will have, others can't learn it, and I will give life to other things, sister, but for the time being, I can only give life to wood."

Cynthia said as if her sister was taller than the ice woman and didn't know where to go.

Merlin: "......."

I always feel like Cynthia cares about the so-called ice woman, as if she doesn't want him to have anything to do with the ice woman?

But give life to wood? Sister, are you sure you're not talking about the summoning of the treants in elven magic? Although the combat effectiveness of this thing is okay, it's ugly, right?

Moreover, although he can also carve wood, but the wife of wood is .....

I don't think this is good, it's hard all over, and I'm panicking.

Again....

Merlin glanced at the head maid who had been following him behind him.

Miss Puppet, he already has one, and he will repeat the character design again.

"Your Highness, do you have any orders?"

As if sensing Merlin's gaze, the head maid, Vioris, asked in a low voice.

"No, nothing."

Merlin quickly shook his head and denied it.

The head maid glanced at her little master with some confusion, and then didn't think much about it, and still waited behind him dutifully, as if she was really just a doll with no feelings.

"Ahem.... That one? Your Highness, I don't think this is the time for small talk, have you forgotten something? ”

The old man's cough interrupted Merlin and the others' rambling.

Although the old headmaster Albert has always given people the impression of a reliable elder with a gentle personality and no hurry to do things, but that is only the way it is when facing other things, and once faced with knowledge, especially unknown knowledge, then the headmaster who is a scholar is not so good-tempered.

In fact, the old principal in academic circles was notoriously short-tempered, and he tore up with another academic rival for three days and three nights on an academic issue.

Well, it's not that the academic discussion lasted for three days and three nights, but that the street was torn and scolded for three days and three nights.

The two old scholars, who are respected on weekdays, insisted on greeting each other without dirty words throughout the whole process, and the people who ate melons around them were stunned, and the knowledge was a little insufficient, and I was afraid that they couldn't understand what the two of them were scolding.

Anyway, in the end, the old principal had a slight advantage, and it is said that he used an allusion in the indigenous mythology on a desert island overseas to scold the other side and didn't understand, and the other party was stunned to go back and check the information for half a year before he figured out what that sentence meant.

But in the contest of scholars, this kind of knowledge reserve does not keep up, which already means losing.

Therefore, if it weren't for Merlin's status as a prince, he didn't explain the results of his experiment, but instead chatted with that appetite, and if it was someone else, the old headmaster would have sprayed him all over his face, and the dog's blood was coming, so that the man would know that the rumor that the scholar could scold the person died on the spot was true.

It's a pity that after all, he is the descendant of the old master, and the old principal has to endure this temper, not to explode, but to squeeze out a smile and remind him softly.

Tsk, he Albert, a well-known university scholar who stoms his feet and trembles in the academic world, when has he been wronged like this, if this kid can't say something today, then don't blame him for being ruthless.

In the previous assessment, Albert had already realized that Merlin was a good seedling, if such a good seedling grew crooked, then he could only be corrected by his senior, as for how to straighten it out, how else could the scholar's thing come, he was soaked in the library, 24 sets of exam questions a day, don't eat or sleep if he fails, thirty years of simulation, fifty years of exams, lifelong learning to understand.

With the relationship between the old headmaster and the old king's best friend, he felt that he could not sit idly by and watch his old friend's grandson grow crooked like this.

And with the old principal's reminder, Merlin and the others' attention also shifted to the cube containing the light blue unknown liquid in Cynthia's hand.

"Mr. Merlin, is this what kind of oxygen you are talking about?"

The little girl Alice looked at the beautiful pale blue liquid, but she was the first to ask Merlin.

"Of course not, it's just liquefied air, and the so-called oxygen is actually just a part of the air, and it needs to be extracted again."

Merlin touched Alice's head and began to explain.

"All animals and plants need to breathe, and everyone knows that they need air to breathe, but in fact, what they need to breathe is not air, but the oxygen in the air, which is the real breath of life."

"Next, it's time to witness science, sister, you can change the shape of the Void Lock Charm, follow this, and slowly warm it inside."

He said that the model of the fractionation tower that he had drawn long ago was handed to Cynthia, and then he was ready to retire.

Oxygen, this is not just the breath of life, this thing is also the enlightenment of modern chemistry, is he sowing the seeds of science?