It's hard to breathe, but it's still breathing.

And it didn't take long for Huai Shi to put this matter behind her, like a stupid dog with his head in the sand to escape reality.

If there are more lice, you don't have to worry, and if you have more debts, you don't itch.

In his limited life, Huai Shi understood a truth: no matter how scheming human beings try to save money, when it is time to spend it, they always have to spend it...... If you don't spend it, others may spend it for you, or you won't have the chance to spend it again.

Isn't it just money?

Earn ...... again

Accustomed to the sharp pain of convulsions in her heart, Huai Shi tearfully picked up the teacup and drank it all.

Then he froze in place.

"How does it feel?"

The chief of affairs came up and looked at him expectantly: "I used a new formula this time, the effect should be good, right?"

“...... It's so cool!"

Huai Shi lowered her head in disbelief, looked at the teacup in her hand, and felt a wonderful fragrance of tea still lingering around her mouth. The tea that he drank in his stomach seemed to rise, bringing a continuous and wonderful reaction, so that he couldn't help but exhale, swept away the boredom in his chest, and calmed his body and mind.

The restless heart quickly calmed down, and I felt a sense of peace.

"How do you cook it?" he carefully sipped the tea in his cup, "I'll go back and get some of it." ”

The chief of affairs laughed, with a look of old relief: "Sure enough, Mr. Huaishi, you know how to appreciate art the most, in this way, I will write down the method later, although a lot of it depends on experience to judge, but if you try more, you can always reach the level of excellence like me." ”

"Tell me about it. Huai Shi's eyes lit up, and she leaned over and asked.

Just as the two of them were exchanging tea-making skills and cooking skills, there was a faint roar overhead.

At this moment, the Iron Crystal Seat was suspended in the sky, but a pitch-black shadow appeared on the deck of the Iron Crystal Seat, gradually extending forward.

The illusory light source that the Dome Giant had transformed into after his death was obscured.

There were overwhelming clusters of airships roaring past from higher altitudes.

The dean's words paused slightly, and he tilted his head and stared at the airship cluster crashing away, and couldn't help but squint his eyes.

"I have to say that this angry retreat posture is really pleasing to the eye. ”

As he spoke, he raised his teacup and said goodbye to the Ivy insignia atop the airship's flagship, watching the losers leave.

"Good all the way. ”

Huai Shi tried to raise her head and look up.

It was vaguely possible to see that at the very top of the flagship, there were two faint shadows looking down on them, but they couldn't see clearly. But there's one silhouette that's all too familiar.

"Good all the way. ”

He raised his hand and waved it vigorously.

The other party also raised his hand.

A shadow of the middle finger was cast on the deck on the Iron Crystal Seat, and finally, a neck was drawn.

- Scum, in three days, the shark will shark you, and the skin will be ripped off for you!

That's probably what it means.

Huai Shi raised her eyebrows and shrugged her shoulders, watching the shadow of the airship fade away, retracting her gaze.

Continue to drink tea.

Start enjoying the salted fish life again.

"Speaking of which, there's good news that I haven't had time to tell you. The chief clerk suddenly said: "But after thinking about it, it is better to let the person concerned come and thank him in person." ”

"The parties?"

Huai Shi looked up suspiciously.

When he saw the man who had been waiting for a long time not far away, his eyes widened and he froze in place.

"Look, Huaishi, it's not like you haven't done nothing. The chief of affairs raised his eyebrows happily, "In this hell, at least one person has been saved because of you......"

"Kondla?" Huai Shi couldn't believe it, "Y-you're alive?"

"I don't know why I was chosen by the records of Heaven, but I can be considered alive, right?"

The thing that was once called 'Condra' bowed its head and stroked its chest in thanks, "Thank you for everything, Mr. Huaishi. ”

In his hand, a heavy book emerged.

- Les Misérables.

"Is that so?"

In the sudden surprise, Huai Shi couldn't help laughing.

"It seems that there are good things in hell once in a while!"

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"Have you made friends, Liz?"

Higher in the sky, on the outer deck above the airship airbag, the old man in the wheelchair looked back and looked at the angry girl beside him.

Liz turned her head with a serious expression: "Is there anyone in the world who calls this kind of relationship a friend, teacher?" ”

Michelle smiled: "I think it's good for you to make more friends, if you always look like a high priest, sometimes you feel lonely, right?"

"When I have skinned him and offered it to the skinner, and the entrails to Kukulkan, and the heart and head to the First Sun, I will consider befriending the rest of him. ”

Liz replied seriously: "Other than that, I don't think it's possible to get along with that guy in the slightest, please rest and recuperate, don't think nonsense, okay? It's so cold outside, you should go back." ”

"What's the big deal with just blowing the wind?"

Michelle shook her head indifferently, looked down, and looked at the steel bracelet on her wrist like a shackle, which was still glowing with orange on the small display of the bracelet.

It has gradually faded from the red zone, but it has not been able to return to the safe green zone.

This is proof of the contamination of the soul.

Signs of solidification.

His own business, he knows it himself.

It's as if miracles and disasters are often two sides of the story.

As an alchemist, it's impossible for Michelle not to know what she's doing.

Beyond one's own limits, recklessly, to rush the miracle seal, and run in hell for such a long time...... Even before that, he knew the consequences.

The so-called sublimation and solidification are both terms used to describe and define the state of the soul in relation to the sea of silver.

Corresponds to the division of states of matter in physics – liquid, gaseous and solid.

If the sea of silver, which gathers the souls of all mankind and turns into an endless ocean and holds up the three blockades, is liquid, then the sublimator who acts alone from the sea of silver is the gaseous state. No matter how large it is, compared to the sea of silver, it is as small as a wisp of mist.

On the other hand, those who are pulled by the gravitational pull of the abyss and fall into hell will become solid.

It's like three different intervals on a status bar.

Unfortunately, there is no possibility of reversal, and its change is often unidirectional.

Once the Ascendant is separated from the Silver Sea, the essentia cannot return to the Silver Sea after death. And once the abyss is chosen and solidified, then it will no longer be able to return to its original light 'gaseous state'.

The existence of the sublimator is like a barrier between the solid state represented by hell and the liquid state represented by the present state.

Once unable to resist the erosion of hell, then the soul will be assimilated into hell in the dissolution of stigmata, and finally solidified again.

It's like smashing the original thing and putting it back together, it's not the same as before.

The price of soul sublimation is to face hell.

The side effect of embracing miracles is that calamity will follow.

The stigmata representing the 'miracle' and the calamity representing the 'abyss' are themselves of the same origin, but in completely different ways.

The one who ascends is endowed with miracles, and the one who solidifies is the calamity itself.

Even if they themselves appear in the present situation, it will increase the distortion of the whole present situation. Even if they do nothing, they themselves will hasten the decay of the present situation.

Not to mention, what crazy things they will do in pursuit of distortion.

This is no longer beyond the control of the subjective will.

Just as the stigmata instinctively pursues miracles and fulfills its destiny, the calamities that solidify will also crave growth.

One is the diffusion of growth, the other is the devouring of death, which is fundamentally different.

Anyone who solidifies will be regarded as a cancer cell by the current situation, and will be regarded as an enemy by the Silver Sea, not to mention the pursuit and eradication of the Astronomical Society, and the suppression of the three major blockades......

And now, Michelle even feels incredible.

He was still alive, but he still had some signs and signs of solidification, and he did not completely fall into the abyss.

In addition to the Ivy League itself's terrifying medical technology win, it can only be said that the luck is incredible.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and thanked the gods for their protection.

But Michelle is the only one who thinks that maybe ...... There is also the possibility of shame.

- Mikhail, the bastard, deliberately kept his hand, and even indirectly interfered with the extent of his erosion, deliberately chose to be passive on the defensive, and did not give him a chance to cross that deadly line.

He will not be allowed to degenerate into that ugly state......

Just thinking of the possibility of this, Michelle couldn't help but want to cut himself in shame.

That guy had long known that he would not be grateful to him even if he was alive, but he still made a choice. This kind of mercy and charity from above, compared with solidification and death, Michelle really didn't know which one made her more miserable.

In the cold wind high in the sky, the old man in the wheelchair let out a sigh and sighed softly: "Autism or megalomania, which is more annoying, Liz." ”

Liz thought for a moment and shook her head: "I don't know, it feels troublesome." ”

"Yes, it's very troublesome, he shouldn't have had anything to do with such a person in the first place, it's better to let him get out of the way, never appear in front of him. ”

As Michelle spoke, she looked at the silhouette of the Iron Crystal Seat in the distance that was gradually disappearing, but she couldn't help but laugh to herself.

Rather than having a happy memory and turning against each other in the end, it's better to have a bad look on both sides at the beginning, and it's better not to have more contacts, right?

I suddenly remembered what happened decades ago.

It was a memory that is still so vivid today.

In the afternoon sun, he saw for the first time the silent boy beside the teacher.

The boy lowered his head, his lips pursed slightly, he didn't dare to look up into the eyes of others, and his black hair glowed golden in the setting sun.

The teacher said, "His name is Mikhail, and it's the same as your name......"

When I smiled and stretched out my hand to express my kindness to the boy, did you expect the current scene?

He sighed and closed his eyes wistfully.

The final counterattack came to an end.

After all, it failed.

"I'm sorry, teacher. Liz lowered her head, not knowing how to face him: "If I ...... at that time"

"What does that have to do with you, Liz. ”

Michelle looked up, looked at her guilty look, and couldn't help laughing: "Does the teacher's failure still require the student to take responsibility?

Besides, in the face of such an enemy, such a brilliant and dazzling hero, who would dare to say that he is sure of victory?"

Liz didn't speak.

"Lift your head, Liz. ”

Michelle laughed, reached out, and patted her on the shoulder: "It's just a loss, don't take it personally...... When the teacher loses a game, why does the student become depressed?"

He said, "Let's go back, it's too windy outside." ”

Liz bowed, pushed up her wheelchair, and walked towards the open door.

In her sleepiness, Michelle heard the words of the girl behind her.

"If the teacher hasn't finished doing anything, please leave it to me. ”

In the silence, Liz whispered, "I'm going to win, and I'm going to win—until everyone knows that Lizzie Huttmock's teacher is Michelle." ”

Michelle was stunned for a long time.

I couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay. ”

Michelle smiled and bowed her head, "What the teacher can't do, it's hard for you." ”

This is the agreement between master and apprentice.

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"Don't bother them, we'll take care of the rest. ”

In the cabin, Pan Delong looked at the scene in the surveillance, and for a long time, he retracted his gaze and looked up at the front of him.

Behind a transparent wall, before the scholars and alchemists who came and went, the wreckage of a myriad of devices hung from it—a massive creation like a dormant chamber.

That was the only trophy of the Ivy, the last remnant of the permafrost hearth.

One of the calamities that the Forgers left behind.

- Immortal Machine!

"Second prize. ”

The old man sighed softly: "Although I didn't get the permafrost heart, with this thing, the construction period of the 'Solar Calendar' can at least be shortened." ”

With the final seal injection, a torrent of liquid essentia poured into the isolation chamber, quickly changing and freezing, completely sealing the precious sample of calamity.

The Immortal Machine is saved.

"Let's go. ”

Pendron retracted his gaze and turned to walk to the bridge.

It wasn't long before a huge wind tunnel opened at the end of hell amid a roar.

The mighty airship cluster is gone, and there is no nostalgia for it.

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"Are you gone?"

On the bridge of the Iron Crystal Seat, the Grand Master waved his hand indifferently and switched the projection of the big screen. So a huge blueprint emerged from the transmission, occupying almost the entire bridge.

But even with such a huge scale, it is still impossible to clearly show the details one by one, and can only barely show some of the outlines.

"It's a lot bigger than I expected. The Great Grandmaster frowned: "I'm afraid I can't successfully complete it by relying on the Iron Crystal Seat alone." ”

"Of course, it's not just you, I've already used the dragon flute to transmit the signal, and in about half a month, 'Red Deer' and 'Gray Stork' will come to report. ”

Russell said, "Except for the white dove, the four campuses in the abyss will be under your command. All the power of the Ivory Tower in hell is in your hands, Mikhail. ”

"It's still not enough. The Grand Master shook his head.

"After all, it is no longer the period when the ideal country is still in existence and the family can be squandered at will, and you must always learn to be thrifty. Russell sighed: "Our conditions are limited, you must always be frugal...... Besides, a whole mechanized hell is ready-made, right in front of your eyes, isn't this already the heaviest work solved?"

"Do you think alchemy is about building houses?"

Mikhail glared angrily: "Even if it is a hell that has been mechanized, it is not something that can be used casually! It is not so easy to reforge the giants of Hades! Do you expect me to make a defective product?"

"What if we settle for the next best?"

Russell suddenly asked, "What if we don't rebuild Osiris?"

The Great Grandmaster frowned: "Are you playing with me to change the set of needs? Do you want Lao Tzu to redo a few versions of the design for you?"

"No, I mean, aren't there two of the fifth order of the Eternal Path?"

Russell calmly said: "Osiris is no longer fit for the present era, Mikhail.

For example, what the genealogy of the country needs today is not a weapon of war that destroys everything, but a camp where people can cultivate and recuperate, a temporary home, a retreat, and an existence that can replace the 'land of nothing'. ”

With Russell's words, the design plan suspended in the bridge changed abruptly.

The giant who originally created Hades was gone, replaced by a majestic and sacred silhouette, the same Fifth Order of the Heavenly Lineage, the Eternal Path, and the same huge miracle like a man-made god......

In the silence, the eyes of the Grand Master gradually lit up.

"—Hellfortress Horus!"