In Elvis's sprawling laboratory, a dark red glued object wriggled in a closed transparent container, and a half-open black notebook rotated around the container, and every time the glued object in the container changed, it would stop, and lines of black handwriting spread in the blank space.

The red object in the container suddenly twitched violently, and then turned into a puddle of black and red sewage with a loud bang, and there was no more movement.

The black note stopped, and another failure made it a little listless, and one wizard after another crawled out of the blanks.

Quisman's Hemolytic Heart Synthesis Experiment: Ninety-second Experiment, Result: Failed, Failure Log: Blood temperature increased after adding the ghost wail, blood boiling intensified, and after eleven minutes, the blood veins collapsed and life characteristics disappeared.

Palm-sized, glowing elves flew from the corner of the laboratory with flashing wings, quickly cleaning the lab countertop.

The black notebook slowly floated to a black desk in the distance, where there was a thin old man with deep-set eyes, a black hole in the old man's right eye, and the black notes stopped in front of the old man, automatically flipping to the page of the experiment record.

"There's still an hour left before the final synthesis is complete, and maybe a little ghost tears will need to be added to slow down the boiling blood. A deep glint flashed in the old man's eyes, "Start preparing for the ninety-third experiment, add ghost tears, focus on observing the speed of blood boiling, and record the whole experiment." ”

"Yes, my lord. ”

The cover of the black notebook cracked open a mouth, buzzing in reply, and flew away from the old man, ready for the next experiment.

The old man closed his eyes, rubbed his eyebrows, and suddenly frowned, and opened his eyes to look at a candlestick on the edge of the desk, and a candle suddenly lit up.

The old man was puzzled for a moment, and then his brows relaxed, and with some surprise, his fingers tapped lightly on the table.

A moment later, two elves flew over with a piece of parchment.

The parchment prominently showed the questions that Ron answered, one after the other.

Looking at those answers, the old man's eyes lit up, and then a look of doubt appeared on the old man's face.

The old man's mind moved, and the picture on the paper turned, and the appearance of Ron's answer to the question was revealed.

Soaking the demonic ulna with the life element, the rejection of the two will produce a violent ...... Well, at the same time, dream dust is added to absorb the energy generated by the repulsion....... That seems to work as well......

Half an hour later, Ron had answered fifty-seven questions, most of which were incomplete, but there were still many novelties that surprised him, a wizard specializing in alchemy.

Where did this little guy come from?

The old man changed his comfortable position, half lying in his chair, a black feather flew up from the table, and brushed down a question in the air.

......

Ron stopped his pen suddenly, looking at the question on the parchment with some surprise.

58. How to eliminate the phenomenon of blood boiling in the synthesis of Quisman's hemolytic heart?

This question...... Although the True Eye still gave three solutions, he was sensitive to the difference of this question, the first fifty-seven questions, all of which were extremely simple foundations, because of the existence of the public library, he could understand some of them, but this question was different.

He hadn't heard of Quisman's Hemolytic Heart, and he didn't know anything about the blood boiling, and he was confused even about the answer given by the True Eye.

This question...... Ron pondered for a moment, then the tip of his pen swiped across the candle, leaving a blank space that would have reached a passing mark of ninety, and there was no need to go for a perfect score, which caused some unexpected trouble.

The flames went out, and the fifty-ninth question appeared on the parchment, and Ron's eyes widened.

59. How to eliminate the phenomenon of blood boiling in the synthesis of Quisman's hemolytic heart?

How could it still be this question?

Don't...... Ron thought of a possibility, and suddenly shuddered, and in order to verify his conjecture, the tip of the pen was once again blank, and the flame of the candle was lit and extinguished.

60. How to eliminate the phenomenon of blood boiling in the synthesis of Quisman's hemolytic heart?

Ron felt a tingle in his scalp as he saw a pair of eyes staring at him from afar, swallowing himself as soon as he revealed something.

A high wizard wants to make a handyman disappear, and no one will object.

With no other choice, Ron gave up the test and prayed that the one in the darkness would only glance over the occasional glance.

The candle went out and burned, and burned and burned, and when the last question was ticked, Ron's back was soaked in cold sweat.

Ron, who seemed to be struggling on the line of death, put down his pen and waited for the final judgment that might come.

"What a cautious little guy. An exclamation came from behind him.

Ron was startled and stood up in horror and saluted.

At some point, there stood an old man in a black robe, with pale skin, deep-set eyes, and a black whirlpool in the right eye, in which a black wizard's book loomed.

"Lord Elvis!"

Ron lowered his head, and the True Eye fell silent, completely afraid to probe the mighty wizard.

"You're scared?"

The old man walked past Ron, who was trembling, picked up the roll of parchment and looked at it carefully, and said to himself, "Deception can make people angry, and an angry wizard can indeed be frightening. ”

"Now tell me, do you know this question?"

Ron watched the parchment float up from the old man's hand, and it was the subject of the candle that couldn't burn, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

In an instant, countless thoughts passed through my mind, but finally turned into a cloud of death and pressed on my heart.

Unwilling, but unable to escape.

"I ......"

Ron opened his mouth, only to find that his throat was dry.

"You don't want to be my apprentice, complete it and you'll succeed, otherwise ......"

The old man didn't continue, but the meaning of it frightened Ron even more, the pressure of an official wizard was so frightening.

"Nightmare Flower. ”

Ron's voice was hoarse, like two stones rubbing against each other.

"Blood boiling cannot be eliminated, and the synthesis of Quisman's hemolytic heart requires an appropriate amount of blood boiling to provide energy, and excessive blood boiling will cause blood to collapse. ”

A choice is often the hardest when it comes to the initial decision, because there is still the possibility of a choice, which will shake a person's determination to not dare to take the first step, but once the first decision is made, the subsequent choices will become so easy because you have no choice but to follow the path forward.

After making his choice, Ron finally suppressed the fear in his heart and answered more and more fluently.

"The material world can't control the boiling of blood, but the nightmare power of the nightmare world can greatly slow down the speed of the bloodline boiling, and use the power of the nightmare flower to pull the last step of synthesis into the nightmare world, and you can complete the synthesis of Kissman's hemolytic heart before the bloodline collapses. ”

"Nightmare World. Elvis repeated, the book in his right eye flickering rapidly.

"This method, harnessing the power of the world of the illusory world, well, the typical ancient wizard's way of thinking. ”

Ron's face was pale, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the final judgment from the wizard.