We hurried back to the Director's Reception Room in the Office of Security Affairs. By this time Doug had waited a little impatiently, for he suddenly remembered that the spell had to be completed before the end of the day, that is, before seven o'clock in the evening, and it was almost five o'clock in the afternoon. He was scratching his ears and cheeks in a hurry when we finally showed up. He immediately ran over, and without saying a word, took the medicine we had purchased, and stepped aside to prepare. Our mission was done, and we all sat down, except for Kiri, the usual talker, who stood in front of Raymond, the head of the Department of Security, and told him and the others about the rarities they had encountered in the procurement. His narration was so colorful that several people present took what the intermediate wizard Pixiu said as a joke.

Here Doug is concentrating and methodically preparing, and now there is still plenty of time, he put the drugs we just bought and the drugs we already have in order of input, and then strictly approved them according to the ratio of "Happy Doll" before starting the next extremely dangerous configuration work.

The precision of drug delivery is quite high, and Doug's input is carefully and almost harsh at every step. Some drugs require continuous injections, while others require three, five, or even ten minutes to be injected, and it is important not to ignore or forget any seemingly insignificant episodes. This kind of delicate work has been completed, and it can only be regarded as half done, whether the natural climate is suitable, whether the geographical environment is harmonious, whether the people's hearts are homeopathic, we can not grasp it 100% accurately, and can only resign ourselves to fate.

At this time, Doug completed the final step of the configuration, and the production of the "Happy Doll" potion was finally completed. Everyone held their breath and stared at the volumetric flask overflowing with dark potion on the table for a moment. Truth be told, this black potion is so commonplace. If we didn't know about its bizarre recipe, we would have thought it was just an ordinary soy sauce bottle. Maybe the more unique and weird things are, the more ordinary they look, I thought to myself.

However, Doug did not have the slightest doubt about this earthy liquid, and at the moment he was so nervous that fine beads of sweat broke out in his head.

"I'm going to try to decipher these three characters with this "Happy Doll" potion that I just made. "Doug is speaking to everyone as well as to himself.

He took a long breath and began to move. In fact, the next operation is very simple, which is to slowly pour the liquid medicine on the three characters. At first, the poured potion seeped into the three character stickers. As the water droplets accumulate, the penetration rate becomes slower and slower, and the last bit almost floats on the surface of the character paper. At the moment when the paper was about to overflow, there was finally not a drop of liquid left in the volumetric flask.

Our eyes were fixed on the three characters that had been impregnated with the potion. In a moment's time, the characters have undergone a magical change. From left to right, the characters of the water twig slowly change from the ordinary white color of the paper to the rich black of the sauce. When the color of the black color spreads to the end of the right side of the paper, it turns back and from right to left, and the black black paper slowly evolves from charred to not very vivid crimson again. At this point, the color transformation should be over, no, still not, it is once again new, gradually changing from left to right to dark green.

At the moment when the dark green slowly crossed the center of the character, suddenly a blue spark flickered intermittently in the center of the paper, and it jumped happily like a naughty child. In a few moments, the bright flames spread beyond its reach and rushed in all directions. In an instant, the flames swept through every corner of the table with lightning speed, and the trembling flames galloped wildly, as if they were about to fly out of the confinement of the small table and leap over to any other object that would make the fire even more prosperous.

The restless Fanny had already picked up a bottle of mineral water that she hadn't had time to drink nearby, and the others followed suit, but Doug, who was standing on the side, waved his hand to block the actions that everyone was about to implement, and shouted, "No! Stop it! His eyes were fixed on the flames of flames, which raged like a beast about to break through its cage. Everyone's hearts were entangled, and they were afraid that the fire would eventually become uncontrollable.

One-minute, two-minute, three-minute ······ As time passed, the imminent and unstoppable fire finally weakened its fanfare, and began to slowly tighten its great net, and finally in the small core it once again burst out like a tiger in the air of flames, and it could no longer muster its strength, and soon died down.

All of us were drawn to the bizarre sight, with the fussy dust all around us, and the character paper lying on the plexiglass plate was covered with pale powder. The air in the room had been hopelessly rendered, but none of us tried to escape with our noses covered, for we were all fascinated by the imminent magic of the character.

Doug cautiously approached the long table with the stickers, and he used the tip of his index finger to test the temperature of the paper that was no longer burning, but fortunately, it could withstand it, so he picked up the thin paper corner with three fingers without wearing insulated gloves, and lifted the character out of the pile of white powder. After the baptism of fire, these three character paper stickers have produced a grotesque fission. The periphery of the characters had been calcined to pieces, turning into decaying and decaying pieces, while the inside of the characters was stubbornly and tightly glued together, forming a sheet of paper about nine centimeters long and about two centimeters wide. What to say about this strange paper, it can no longer be simply called ordinary paper that can be torn at will, perhaps it is more accurate to call it a strong and durable plastic film, and the most wonderful thing is that even the raging flame seems to be afraid of it, and when the invincible flame encounters this new thing, it also complains bitterly, and escapes as if it is a detour. I have never seen such a tough, extremely heat-resistant paper, which is dozens of times more powerful than the new inorganic material paper with high flexibility and high temperature resistance of more than 1000 °C, which I created in the era when it was said that it was far away and not very close.

A lot of dust had fallen from Doug's grasp, but there was still a minimum layer of dust that stubbornly remained on the small piece of paper. So Doug put the freshly baked character in his hand to his mouth, and blew softly, and immediately the last layer of dust also fluttered in the humid air, and finally this transformed character was completely revealed in front of our eyes, it is no longer a simple and clear content like a table mosaic symbol, but a convex and concave golden Big Dipper elephant image three-dimensional entrenched in the center of the paper.

I am too familiar with the Big Dipper, and in the few years that I was assigned by the General Staff of the Military Region to the United Nations peacekeeping force to perform medical escort work, I looked up at the stars almost every day. The more sparsely populated and underdeveloped the land, the greater the number of stars. In particular, the Big Dipper is even more prominent and beautiful in a large sea of stars. As far as I know, the Big Dipper can also be called the Big Dipper, the North Star, the Kui Star, etc., which belongs to the constellation Ursa Major, which refers to the seven bright stars arranged in the shape of a bucket (dipper) in the northern sky, namely Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Shaoguang. The Big Dipper often helps people to find their way at night in daily life, but unfortunately, in today's world, the vast sky is always gray, and even in the middle of the night, there is not a single star at all. Could it be that there is some connection with the long-standing astronomical horoscopes?

While I was guessing, Doug had already handed over the drawing of the transformation of characters into stars in the hands of Raymond, the director of the Department of Security Affairs. Raymond stared at the astrological chart, equally confused. He really couldn't think of what this astrological chart had to do with the dead Rick, and what the meaning of this drawing was. He looked up and looked out at the sky through an open window beside him. Although it was getting late, the sky was still precipitated with earthy gray colors. In his impression, it seemed that he had not seen the shining traces of the stars for more than several years, and now this astrological map pointed directly to the galaxies, which made him really puzzled.