Endless Debt

At one point, Boluogo felt that what they said was right. Very few people could refuse the sublimation furnace core. There was no way, they gave too much.

Bailey looked at Boluogo sinisterly, and after thinking for a moment, she said.

"Call sister and listen."

"ah?"

Bologg was stunned and looked at Bailey in confusion. Judging from their appearance, Bologg and Palmer were about the same age. They both looked like they were twenty-two or twenty-three.

After meeting with Bailie before, Boluogo went back and read the introduction about Bailie. He remembered that the minister seemed to be twenty-six years old and could indeed be called a sister, but...

"You know? Don't look at me like this. In fact, I am almost a centenarian."

Boluogo did not lie. If he was not immortal, Boluogo would be an old man who is about to die now.

"I know, as I said before, I've seen you in some information, but it can be seen that physical age is one thing, and mental age is another." Bailey said casually.

When it comes to mental age, Bologo thinks of Nathaniel. After thinking about it carefully, Bologo feels that he does not have the mentality of a centenarian and is still very young.

Boluogo blamed all this on the dark prison. The experience in the dark prison was like a crazy nightmare. After waking up from the dream, Boluogo returned to his previous self, the soldier who set foot on the battlefield sixty-six years ago.

Boluogo's expression struggled for a while, and just when he was about to break through, Bailey waved his hand and said, "You're kidding, let's go."

Boluogo took a deep breath and his expression became more complicated.

Bader organized the goods and directed others to carry them to the field department, while Boluogo followed Bailey and walked into the deep corridor again.

Boluogo was silent along the way, while Bailey continued to mutter.

"Are you surprised? I will let you go."

Boluoge nodded stiffly. Seeing Baili's smile, Baili fell on his back. Boluoge couldn't understand her, so she said again.

"It's fun to see you struggling like this, but it won't be fun if you say it."

Boluogo looked stunned. Is there something wrong with this man?

Boluogo's upbringing made him refuse to use force on women, even if it meant swearing, but now Boluogo, who had always been calm, could no longer bear it.

"Bologo Lazarus..." Bailey suddenly whispered her name. She put her hands behind her back and turned to look at herself, "Do you know? We knew your name many years ago. "

"many years ago?"

Boluogo didn't understand. Bailey's words attracted him, and even his previous complaints disappeared.

"A data report, which contains... many, many experimental records, and the name of the subject is Borogo Lazarus, which is you."

Bologg recalled his experience in the dark prison many years ago. Under the impact of the Scarlet Wasteland, Bologg fell into an emotion on the verge of collapse. Out of the idea of ​​doing something for others, Bologg did not refuse the warden's offer. Various needs cooperated with them to complete many experiments.

The ultimate test of his "gift" was carried out at that time. The process was a bit crazy, and Boluogo rarely recalled it.

"Have you seen my extreme test report?" Bologo asked.

After becoming a Sublime One, Boluogo always wanted to see his test report. Ever since Jeffrey said that his resurrection from the dead would reduce the ether fluctuations, he felt that his resurrection from the dead was not that simple. There must be a report with details. He recorded all this, but Jeffrey never showed it to him.

"No, it's some other experimental records. The reason why it was called a legend at that time is probably because you were the first undead we came into contact with, although it was in this form." Bailey said.

"You?" Boluogo became increasingly confused.

"Hmm, Badr and I were implanted with the alchemy matrix when we just reached adulthood and became TEDA's students. While studying with him, we saw your experimental records."

"Are you two students the only ones in TEDA?"

When it comes to TEDA, Boluogo has full respect for the alchemist who presided over his implantation ceremony. In his opinion, TEDA is a serious alchemist, and a guy like Bailey can only be regarded as an alchemist. The teacher's family is unlucky.

"Well, it's just the two of us," Bailey hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually, I would have had a junior sister."

"Junior sister? Then why is there no more?" Boluoge asked.

"It's very simple. She's dead...probably dead." Bailey said uncertainly.

"Feel sorry."

Boluogo didn't expect that the topic would change so quickly and touch upon the sad past.

"It's nothing. She died during the Secret War. That day was supposed to be her welcome ceremony. As a result, the overlord Xilin invaded the 'Kenshi'. The tyrannical power recruited everyone indiscriminately, and many condensers died. It’s gone, let alone ordinary people.”

Bailey seemed a little disappointed, and her tone became unexpectedly candid as she continued.

"It was also that time when I was personally associated with death and realized how terrible this thing is."

No matter how much time passes, that nightmare day is so clear, as if it was just yesterday.

"Is that why you are interested in the undead?" Bologo asked.

"Probably. On the one hand, I really envy you that you will not die. On the other hand, you are indeed very good experimental material. Not only will it not break down, but you will also describe your feelings during the experiment in detail."

When they talked about the experiment, Bailie became active again, and her words were full of neurosis unique to scientific researchers.

The two stopped in front of a door. Bailey picked up the work badge in front of him. On it was the emblem of the sublimation furnace core, a poisonous snake entwined with the fruit of wisdom.

Strange power surged, and the "Kenshi" opened the door.

"It stands to reason that this kind of alchemical weapon should not be delivered to you. After all, you are only a first-stage sublimator and your own ether is limited. However, the 'decision-making room' decided to make an exception for you to reward you for your outstanding actions. , and the captured secret sword."

Bailey suddenly said something else, but Boluogo quickly understood the meaning of the words. He realized that he had just been deceived by Bailey, but excitement and joy soon overshadowed these emotions.

Boluogo looked at the dimness behind the door. This was also a warehouse, but it was obviously much smaller than the warehouse the two of them had just arrived, and only one piece of goods was stored in it.

It was a precise iron box with several locks all over it, like palms clasping each other, locking the box tightly. There was also the logo of the sublimation furnace core on the side. The pattern was black to represent what it was. Which level of qualitative transformation does the sealed alchemy weapon belong to?

The blackness of corruption.

"The teacher once said that sometimes regulations have to make way for genius."

Bailey opened the locks one by one. She carried the authority of the Minister of Sublimation Furnace Core and could use this to open almost all blockades.

Boluogo ignored Bailey's words and focused all his attention on the contents of the iron box.

The metal covers were opened layer by layer, and the glass container slowly rose. A substance like mercury rolled inside the container, and this was an alchemical weapon that had transformed into a black level of corruption.

"What is this?" Borlog asked.

At a rough glance, the contents inside the container are no different from mercury, but upon closer inspection, you can faintly see the dim halo floating on it. The fine lines are like tiny fish schools, passing through the mercury in a flash. .

"Huh? An alchemy weapon that cannot be called an alchemy weapon. That's why it was given to you as an exception."

Bailey said as she took out the glass container. With a look in her eyes, Boluogo reached out and took the container.

"Different from regular alchemical weapons, its properties are somewhat special. For most people, it is just a useless thing, but if you use it, its compatibility with your secret energy should be very good. Try to inject ether. "

Under Bailie's command, Boluogo put his hand into the container. It felt cold to the touch, like being immersed in ice water. With the injection of ether, the light tracks in the mercury became denser for a while.

"Some substances undergo qualitative changes and are implanted into the alchemical matrix, and they will become qualitatively changed alchemical weapons. After some substances undergo qualitative changes, they will show strange properties and be used as alchemical materials." Bailey explained at the side.

"If you know about iron-weary paint, then you should also know that iron-weary paint is refined from the transformation of mercury."

Boluogo nodded. In the border sanatorium, he had read the "Basic Alchemy Materials Illustrated Book", and learned about iron-wearing paint from it.

"Iron-hating paint is the product of the first metamorphosis of mercury. Under normal conditions, it is a flowing liquid metal, but after it is attached to an object, it will quickly cover its surface and turn into a hard solid metal."

While Bailey was telling the story, Boluogo had injected ether into the mercury, and the mercury began to boil. Although the secret energy was clearly not activated, they were shaping into a silver-white sword shape, and the liquid metal also condensed. It solidified and completely solidified into a thin sword.

Boluogo raised his thin sword horizontally. The surface of the sword was not smooth, but was covered with dense lines like snake scales, as if the sword was made of a group of snakes.

"What is this?" Boluogo asked confused.

"The alchemy material was obtained by further transforming the iron-wearing paint and performing some... wonderful operations that I don't know much about either." Bailey said.

"You don't know either?"

Boluogo was even more confused. As the director of the Sublimation Furnace Core, Bailey would be stumped by such a question.

"This is a distortion product. In the research of alchemists, such unexpected products often appear. Its inventor calls this alchemical material 'Snake Scale Liquid'."

Bailey came closer and carefully observed the snake scale rapier in Bolog's hand.

"In alchemy, mercury, also known as mercury, also has a symbolic meaning, representing poisonous snakes."

"The viper is the seeker of truth."

Boluogo responded in a low voice that these were words he had read in "The Golden Treatise", and it was also in that book that he understood the meaning of the emblem of the sublimation furnace core.

"Bologo, release your secret power now and try to recruit this snake scale fluid."

There was no need to wait for Bailey's instructions. Boluogo was already impatient. His eyes glowed with cyan light, and dense light tracks burst out from his arms. They snaked and crawled, and instantly covered the parts in his hands. Snake scale rapier.

After a brief period of calm, the form of the snake scale rapier collapsed, and the snake scale liquid danced wildly, twisting into a group of roaring snakes.