In the evening, although the sun has set, the air is still hot and viscous, at this time, civilians prefer to cool off in some ventilated places, or rinse their bodies with cold well water to cool down.

Of course, for those with air conditioning, summer in Britain is no different from the coolest autumn, including Kyle, who after dinner sat on the couch and watched the story of the bard, who had already learned how to use the magic object under Don Quixote's teachings, so she recorded it herself.

"Kyle. ”

"What's wrong?"

"Remember the last time my teacher came over? He asked me to help him for a while. ”

"How long?"

"I can't say for sure. ”

"Where?"

"I guess it's near Yaraski, too. ”

"Then it'll be fine," Kyle stretched, his shoulder-length blonde hair scattered, "If only you could come back when I miss you." ”

"Is the Blood Moon gone?"

"No" Kyle lay on the couch with a bang, "Tomorrow is probably the last day, and then I'll have to go back to work again, ah~~" Kyle rolled over, "I don't want to go"

"Is it difficult to go to work?" Don Quixote thought silently in his heart, but although he said that, in Faeron, especially when he joined the temple, there are no extremely special circumstances that cannot leave the temple, and those who voluntarily join are more free, thinking that a knight like Kyle who has been cultivated since childhood, it is all a future that the temple has spent a lot of effort to cultivate, how can it let you leave the temple casually, even if you redeem yourself with money, so Kyle's complaint can only be a complaint.

"Chapel"

"Huh?"

"My stomach hurts. ”

"Well, say, what do you want?"

"Or," Kyle suddenly got up, not caring about his breasts gone, "You come to my consciousness and help me rub it." ”

"Poof~" Fortunately, Don Quixote is a lich, and if a person is expected to choke himself to death with a mouthful of spit, "while playing." ”

"Oops, my stomach hurts"

Looking at Kyle, who was rolling on the sofa and glancing at himself from time to time, Don Quixote was speechless, obviously this is the second of the three great women's learnings, one crying, two troubles, and three hangings, trouble!

It was still the familiar golden wheat field, Kyle was lying on his side on Don Quixote's thighs and curled up on the edge of the embankment, while one of Don Quixote's hands gently caressed Kyle's small belly.

But to be honest, it feels surprisingly good, because the soul is a physical existence in the sea of consciousness, just like Alsace smoked back then, it was obviously just a fiction of Don Quixote, but in his sea of consciousness, you can feel the smell of smoke.

So at this time, it is the same in Kyle's sea of consciousness, whether it is Don Quixote or Kyle, the soul has been materialized, and all kinds of feelings that the body itself should have are simulated here exactly like the real one, for example, at this time, Don Quixote can really feel the smooth feel of Kyle's small belly, as well as the warm temperature, of course, and Kyle occasionally twists his body, as if he is itching and avoiding Don Quixote's hand.

Kyle, who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at Don Quixote, "It's still the most pleasing to the eye like you are now." ”

Don Quixote didn't speak, he flicked Kyle's forehead lightly with his other hand, and then looked into the distance, and he didn't know how much Kyle liked the wheat field, in her consciousness, in addition to the embankment under her, it was full of wheat fields, and a gust of wind blew, and the ears of wheat under the embankment made a sound like ocean waves, which was really a refreshing feeling.

Suddenly, Kyle grabbed Don Quixote's hand attached to his lower abdomen and muttered, "I wish it could go on like this."

"Won't you regret it?" Don Quixote bowed his head, "Maybe until we die, we can only be together in the sea of consciousness." ”

"If it's a chapel, I think it's fine. ”

"Why should it be?"

"Eminem~" Kyle grabbed Don Quixote's hand and bit it hard, "You still want to bully me here, because you have always given me a feeling, like a gust of wind, I can feel you when the wind blows, the wind stops, I don't know where you disappeared, I never know what you're thinking"

"Really?" Don Quixote reached out and pinched Kyle's face, "Not anymore"

"Good morning, teacher," said Don Quixote, who appeared at the door of the villa punctually according to the address Arthas had given him, knocked on the door like a gentleman.

"Come in, remember to close the door. ”

Compared to the villa before Alsace, this villa is simply a world of difference, in a word, it is extremely rich in human atmosphere, no longer like an old immortal lich living place, but it gives people a very warm feeling, to be honest, Don Quixote does not believe that this is Arthas, a guy who has only spells in his head in addition to spells, can arrange it, but the problem is that his spiritual energy swept the entire villa, and there was no discovery, so he could only believe that his teacher seemed to be enlightened.

"Do you have any thoughts after reading my materials?"

There is a large magic alchemy laboratory under the villa, and Don Quixote can see at a glance that all kinds of rare metals and materials are available, showing the rich family background of this frost great lich, which also makes Don Quixote understand one thing, this old lich's ability to lie and cry poor is really not covered.

"What do you think," Don Quixote grabbed a handful of Mithril and stuffed it into his spatial ring, "In my opinion, it is no problem that your thinking is not good, and with your strong strength and face in Faeron for two thousand years, you have also solved the two biggest problems, how to bring the dead body back to life, and the problem that the lich's psionic tentacles will interfere with the living body, but there is one thing you don't know. ”

"Which point?"

Don Quixote grabbed another handful of adamantite gold and stuffed it into the space ring, "If the human body wants to work normally, it is not just about resurrecting the cells, the various cycles in the body are the most important basis to ensure that a body can live normally." ”

"What's that?"

"Smack~" Don Quixote put his hand on his forehead, "Isn't it written in your notes?" ”

"I see," Arthas nodded slightly, "Then let's start, I will cooperate with you in this experiment, except for being cautious in the use of dragon grass, other materials are used as you like." ”

There was a corpse with a male surname on the experimental table, Don Quixote held a scalpel composed of psionic energy in his hand, and began to dissect the corpse according to his own ideas, explaining his thoughts to Alsace standing next to him while dissecting, "First of all, the dragon grass can indeed resurrect the cells of even the dead body, of course, it is not so much resurrection, but to maintain the survival of cells, cells, like people, also need to eat, so the failure of your experiment lies in not solving the problem of how to feed cells." ”

"Did your father study all this knowledge?" Arthas seemed to be taking notes very seriously, and although he could keep them in his head, you can imagine which was faster to search through a huge database of more than 2,000 years or to rummage through the most recently recorded notes.

"Half and half, I know a friend who specializes in the alchemy of life, and he has a high degree of attainment in this area. ”

"Alchemy of Life, why don't you let him join in? Money is not an issue. ”

"Poof," Don Quixote skillfully cut open the abdominal cavity of his body, "it's not about money, his research direction is different from ours, he can't help much in resurrecting the dead, he studies eternal life." ”

"Eternal life?" Arthas laughed a few times, "how can it be so easy. ”

"Poof~" Don Quixote casually pulled out all the intestines of the corpse and put them in the tray on the side, and replied without delay, "Alchemy is a very magical technology, teacher, I suggest you don't underestimate him, at present, he has only taken a few months, and now he has half a foot in the door of eternal life." ”

"Really?" Alsace looked disdainful on his face, apparently having lived for more than a thousand years, although he had also seen some "eternal life" Existence, such as himself, but all of them have paid a huge price, loneliness, or freedom, such as the ultimate power in this world, the knight is called the eternal knight king, and the mage is the god of law, these two ultimate extreme powers can indeed live in this world forever in human form, but there is a premise, first of all, his strength must reach the peak of the human race, and then there is no possibility of progress.

Coupled with the incomparably pure faith that "moved" the gods he believed in, if the gods were "moved" , will descend a fragment of Godhead, after fusing this fragment of Godhead, can be called the Eternal Knight King, the God of Law, live forever in this world, and the price paid behind this eternal life is freedom, the person who fuses the fragment of Godhead, under the influence of Godhead, almost becomes an existence that is difficult to read and think, because Godhead is too powerful, simply put, such a person is like a machine that can only execute teachings, so many extreme strong people will not use this method even if they want to live forever, without self, what is the attraction of eternal life？

"Let's not discuss the question of eternal life," after a few thoughts flashed in Alsace's mind, Don Quixote had already uncovered the corpse, which was as miserable as the separation of flesh and blood, simply put, the person was flattened, like a paper tube cut open for it, and spread it flat on the experimental table, "Teacher, look," Don Quixote pointed to the reticular blood vessels and lymphatic vessels in the body, "These things are the foundation to ensure that the body can live, Cells, like our bodies, eat and excrete toxic substances, and then"

Don Quixote in front of the test bench talked eloquently, the knowledge learned in the biology class in the previous life has been sorted out by the mage of the ring, and he has almost completely excavated it, and Arthas was also stunned when he heard it, it turned out that a person's body had so many secrets, and at the same time, he also felt that with the help of this student who seemed to know everything, the perfect [***] body seemed to have hope of success

"When~" Don Quixote looked at the clock on the wall, "Teacher, let's stop here today, and I'll come back tomorrow." ”

"Huh?" Arthas was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sighed again, stretched out his index finger and shook it, a picture I understand

After Don Quixote is gone, the goddess of time, who does not know where to hide, reappears.

"Why don't you see him? This is the proudest student of my life. ”

"Don't you think that if you let him know that his teacher is a powerful realm mage or even a higher-level mage, and his master was once a god, will he have nothing to fear?

(To be continued)