The appearance of Sherlock was unexpected by Frangipani. Could it be that hoe He really didn't have his own magic? Own plans were exposed from the beginning? If that's the case, why not come out and beat yourself up in the first place?

All this, Frangipani can only think of one possibility, that is, this is something that Sherlock did on purpose, he is trying to humiliate himself!

Frangipani suddenly became angry, he used all the magic power on his body at once, this is the magic power he has accumulated from Sherlock's prohibition bit by bit during this time, although it is still a little hot, but if he can break through Sherlock's prohibition at once, then he will be completely liberated, and he will be guaranteed to be able to hold Sherlock at that time!

Wash away all the humiliation of the past few days!

Frangipani thought so, and did so, he began to gather the magic power on his body, he could feel the power constantly converging, strong, the kind of thing that made him confident, made him comfortable, and made him remember that he was one of the supreme commanders of the Old God Legion......

"Bang ——!"

With a loud sound, Frangipani felt that his turtle shell had been hit hard, and the whole person was unconscious and unconscious.

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Frangipani felt that he had had a long dream, in which he was tied to a chair by Sherlock and interrogated him frantically, and then, three Sabi, the black cat pineapple, the black dragon dog egg, and the parrot Phoenix, appeared in front of him, their faces contorted, mocking themselves madly.

Although I have become accustomed to office bullying during this time, it is too miserable to experience such bullying in my own consciousness.

However, these confused consciousnesses did not last long, and Frangipani opened his eyes again, and he found himself in a house.

The room is boxy, plastered with all kinds of posters, it looks very simple and elegant, the main problem is-

Where is this? Who am I? How did I end up here?

Frangipani was silent for a moment, and then felt like some strange memories were stuffed into her head, she had a strange name, she went to school in a strange place, as for why she went to school? Frangipani is not very clear about this problem.

He stood up in confusion, as if his body was telling him - let's go! Towards a better learning!

What the hell am I ......

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"Master Sherlock, your magic stone extraction device is working pretty well."

Yoda stood in front of Sherlock and watched as the massive device in action, the new device Sherlock had brought back from Winterfell.

"Well, now that magic energy technology is progressing really fast, this is already the third generation of magic stone extraction equipment, right? Obviously, there have been no races in the terrestrial world in the last few thousand years. ”

Sherlock nodded, looking at the device in front of him, looking very appreciative.

"Lord Sherlock, magic stone extraction has always been a key subject in the professional technology of magic energy, even if it is not used now, but the upgrading of technology is still going on."

Yoda explained very professionally as she stood beside Sherlock.

In addition to Sherlock and Yoda, behind them stood the Lich Scholars, the Black Cat Pineapple, the Black Dragon Dog, Phoenix Phoenix, and the rest of the Eternal Realm Dungeon Staff.

The machine that extracts magic stones looks like a large tank filled with liquid, filled with all kinds of runes, as well as magic energy parts, and a core that is not very large.

In the liquid, you can clearly see an old turtle floating in it, that is, frangipani.

In prison, Sherlock caught a turtle frangipani, which was used by Sherlock to experiment with the latest version of the Magic Stone Extractor.

After all, it's a new version, in case it's unstable, or if something goes wrong, causing the mass death of its own captives, how many magic stones will have to be lost, or that sentence, although Sherlock has no feelings for the races on the ground, but he is definitely not a murderer, and only ancient demons would do this kind of thing to take pleasure in the suffering of others.

In the new era, who is going to do these things that don't do any good?

"Judging from the current physical condition of Frangipa, those humans can fully withstand this new model of magic stone extractor, Lord Sherlock, you can rest assured!"

After reviewing the data, Yoda said to Sherlock.

"Lord Sherlock, how powerful is it, soon our dungeon will be the only dungeon in a thousand years that uses humans to extract magic stones, right?"

Evelyn, the succubus on the side, also said this excitedly.

Only the Lich Scholar asked expressionlessly:

"But what kind of sampling experience did Sherlock set up for frangipani? His mood swings are a bit big. ”

"Ah, it's nothing, send him to study nine years of compulsory education, study science, and choose law from university."

After Sherlock finished speaking, the others didn't understand too much, wasn't the upper demon ninety years of compulsory education? What is it to study law?

I don't really understand what it is, but it sounds amazing.

"Since there is no problem, then it is good, buy a hundred sets of this equipment first, and test it first."

Sherlock turned to the top student behind him and said:

"You arrange, first draw a hundred humans to draw a magic stone, don't adjust the intensity too strong, I don't plan to kill these humans, they just need to contribute their magic power and make magic stones for me."

The Lich Scholar nodded, and quickly stepped back to do something.

The magic machine in front of him stopped running for a while, and Yoda saw it and said:

"Ah, Lord Sherlock, the first round of this machine is complete, but because frangipani is not a light race, no magic stones have been drawn out this round."

Sherlock nodded, then looked at the dying frangipani in front of him, who was still muttering to himself:

"No, I really can't do it, don't come here, don't come over the Huanggang test paper!"

Sherlock hesitated, but couldn't help but turn his head and ask:

"It's really safe, it won't die, right?"

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The blonde George sat in the dimly lit cavern, and although he was not wearing any clothes, the temperature in the cave did not change as much as in the surface world, and it was still very warm.

The blonde George had been planning how to escape all this time, and he had never given up on his escape plan for a moment.

And not long after entering the prison, the blonde George had already finalized a plan to escape!

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