Chapter 1818: The Wheel of the Glory of the World (24)

Seeing that Bediwell did not speak, Lawrence said to himself: "Boss, what I have to do next is very simple, just like the Great Teacher did at the beginning: give you a little of my spell fire. The fire of spells that is separated will live in your body, resonate with your soul, grow over time, and eventually become a force you can send for your use. Let's see if the orcs can use spells then------ after all, I can't tell. ＂

"But------" Bediwell hesitated. Wouldn't this be tantamount to allowing an unknown alien spirit to inhabit one's own body?

"Whether you want to accept the spell fire I gave you, boss, you can talk about it clearly. Lawrence took a step back: "Once you accept it, it becomes a part of your soul, and I'm afraid you can't give it up again." ＂

"Are there any side effects?" asked Bediwell, worried.

"As far as I know, there are no side effects. Don't get carried away and use spells to ruin your body. Lawrence blinked: "Generally speaking, human beings will obtain photons from the outside world through eating and other means, and because of the existence of photons, people can be healthy and strong. But the photons obtained in this way are free photons, which will soon leak out of the human body and cannot be retained forever. The spell fire doesn't snatch photons from you, it only absorbs the ones you should have leaked out for its use, so theoretically, it won't cause any ill effects on your body. ＂

"That's just your one-sided rhetoric. ＂

"Ask a hundred conjurers, and a hundred conjurers will tell you the same thing. Even if you go to the Egyptian Black History Library to look up the information, the answer is much the same. Lawrence shrugged: "It's up to you, boss, to believe it or not." ＂

Bediwell was silent for a moment.

"You don't have to promise me now, after all, it's something you can't go back on once you accept it. Lawrence smiled indifferently, "When you really make up your mind to touch the world of spells, come to me again." ＂

Bediwell hesitated for a moment, thinking about it, "I'm actually curious, what can you do with spell fire?

"The [Man of Steel] you just saw is just one of the more commonly used defensive spells. Lawrence said, "There are also offensive moves, such as collecting the heat energy in one's body and radiating it along with the fire of spells. But I can't use that in a place like this, or this lounge will be ruined. ＂

"Eve, is the bathroom that was converted from yesterday's warehouse still there?" asked Bedeville.

"It's still there. Now turn on the navigation function. The ship's artificial intelligence navigation system replied. A hologram of light appeared on the ground, and the band of light would take Bedeville and the others to the mechanical warehouse.

"Let's go. Bediwell climbed up from the couch.

"To take a shower?" said Lawrence, thoughtlessly.

"Go and experiment with the spell you are talking about and see if it makes real sense. Bediwell said angrily. Playing with fire in the bathroom, even if there is a real fire, it can be controlled immediately, and there is nothing wrong with it.

A few minutes later.

"Wow, boss, when did you get such a big bathroom in your boat, it's pretty good. Lawrence looked at the large bathroom that had been converted into a warehouse and was very satisfied, "I'll come here to take a shower in the future." This is a luxurious large bath reserved for private use. ＂

"Eve, every time Lawrence takes a shower here in the future, remember to change all the water in the bathroom and disinfect the bathroom completely. Bedivel then said.

"Understood, Captain Beddyville. The ship's artificial intelligence navigation system replied.

"Boss, you...... ＂

"What? I'm afraid you've got some strange contagion. Bediwell looked at Lawrence with disdain.

"Okay. Lawrence looked angry but didn't dare to speak, and then took off his pants.

"Uh, what are you doing?"

"Boss, I told you that when you use a spell, it's nothing more than [taking something from your body]. Do you know what happens to the body when an offensive spell draws heat from one's body before it can be activated?"

"The body temperature will drop. Bediville replied as a matter of course: "And a sharp decline." ＂

"That's right. Lawrence jumped into the bath without taking off his shirt, and the water was just up to his waist.

"Well, the water temperature is just right. This way, you are not afraid of catching a cold. Then he turned around, raised his hand towards Bediwell, and spread his palm: "In this way, first extract some of the fat from the body and use it as fuel------

Oil really came out of his palm, and it wasn't even a little bit, the fat and greasy grease gushed out of his palm, and it looked a little disgusting, but it was not ignited by the fire of spells. As Bedeville had originally predicted, the spell fire itself had no heat, it was a very simple and ancient spirit that looked like fire.

"Then the heat in the body is also extracted and the grease is ignited. ＂

With the spell fire changing color, a ball of fire ignited from Lawrence's palm, and was wrapped in an enchantment of spell fire, turning into a steady ball of fire.

"Cast it. Lawrence turned and shook his hand into the bath. The fireball flew out in response to Lawrence's handshake, drawing a proper parabola and landing in the pool with a snapping sound.

Because it was a fireball made of grease (I'm afraid it was still high-purity grease), the fireball did not even go out immediately when it fell on the water, but floated on the surface of the water along with the grease, continued to burn for more than ten seconds, and finally extinguished with the consumption of grease.

"How's that, does it make sense to be combat?" asked Lawrence, turning his head.

"You put on your pants first. "Bediwell is too lazy to complain.

"No, no, no, I'll soak in hot water first, I'm cold. Instead of putting his pants back on, Lawrence took off his shirt and soaked himself in the hot water of the bath.

"Heh, the water temperature is just right, I'm saved------" He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Lawrence just threw out a small fireball just now, and the power of the fireball was not necessarily great, but it brought a strong side effect, which was to make Lawrence's body temperature drop sharply. In this way, spells are really double-edged swords, and the benefits seem to be far less than they are paid......

Of course, it is also very likely that Lawrence himself is too weak. The average person loses such a little calorie, so it will not have a big impact on the body.

"Are offensive spells limited to all kinds of flame spells?" Bediwell asked curiously, "I guess the only thing that can be taken out of my body is heat, right?"

"I don't know about this, I know it's just a few simple tricks. Lawrence said, "There's a lot that can be taken out of the human body, but I don't know enough to go into too much detail." Let the boss do the rest of the research on your own. ＂

"So------" Lawrence spread his palms in front of Bediwell again, summoning the spell fire from his palm, "Boss, have you decided to accept the spell fire?"

"You said that the fire of spells is an extension of a part of your soul, and that the fire of spells that is divided is the same as a part of your soul. Bediwell was still full of doubts: "Photons have the ability to carry memories. When I accepted this...... Do you see something within you that you shouldn't see, like some nasty thoughts?"

"Hahahaha, that's an interesting theory," Lawrence's face twisted in embarrassment, even though he was smiling to hide his shame, "I've shared the spell fire of the great teacher Krana before, and occasionally I will fulfill the dream of Mr. Krana." It's really possible what you're talking about, and in order to keep your privacy, it seems that I still don't want to give my spell fire to you, the boss. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a shame that all the spring dreams I had were seen by you, boss?"

Bediwell almost spat a mouthful of old blood in Lawrence's face.

Lawrence's side had already split the flame into two balls, one large and one small. The small ball of spell fire was the size of a thumb, and it was clearly the part that could be distributed to Bedeville.

"What do you want to do?" asked the werewolf youth.

"Are there bottles or anything like that. This can be stored in a container temporarily, and then take it out of the container when you want to use it, Boss, and save me from asking every time. Anyway, it's just a small piece, and my side has almost no losses. ＂

Bediwell thought for a moment and immediately took out a small water bottle from his waist.

"If you like it, if you like. Lawrence smiled mysteriously and shoved a small piece of spell fire into the water bottle.

"Anyway, the ------ in the afternoon"

"I'm sure I'll do the afternoon's action. Bediwell said, "It's just a tomb robbery, can I? I can't watch you die alone, and if you die, no one will teach me spells." ＂

"Aha...... Boss, you're so reasonable. Lawrence smiled wryly, "Uh, do you have shower gel and shampoo here?" ＂

"Don't ------ an inch"

"Chemicals for washing can be synthesized with air and water. It's currently in the works, so I'll send it right away. Eve replied before Bedeville did.

"Free food and water, free groceries, amazing big private bathroom. Lawrence said with satisfaction, "I think I can live on this boat for the rest of my life." ＂

"You insatiable, bastard!" Bediwell said, picking up hot water and pouring it on Lawrence's head.

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