Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

After a while.

"Buzz!"

The crystal ball placed on the ground began to vibrate, and the image of Chekav appeared above it.

After Chekav appeared, he bowed his head to the man behind the bone table and said, "Master Gray Mist."

Then he raised his head and said with burning eyes: "My lord, my soul has been repaired and I can be resurrected. Through reviewing my memory, I am sure that as long as I go to the branch of the Southern Freedom Federation this time, I will definitely gain a lot."

"That's good." The man called Mr. Gray Mist nodded lightly, "Then I will let Golov arrange your resurrection, and you will be able to meet me at the headquarters in a short time. When the time comes , you tell me about your discovery in detail, and then leave for the Southern Freedom Federation. In this way... After about seven or eight days, when you get there, the matter will be settled."

"Seven or eight days later?" Chekav blinked his eyes, shook his head quickly, and said, "My lord, I'm afraid I can't wait so long. I'm very worried that things have changed in the Southern Freedom Federation branch, and I need to get there as soon as possible. OK. Let me be revived at the headquarters, there will be a delay, I apply to be revived directly at the branch of the Southern Freedom Federation."

"Resurrect directly at the branch of the Southern Freedom Federation?" Gray Fog twitched his eyebrows, "This will indeed save you time on the road, and maybe the matter can be dealt with before it gets dark today. But..."

"However, your resurrection is a perfect resurrection, not to mention consuming a lot of resources, and the requirements for the resurrection room are also extremely high." Gray Mist said, "As far as I know, the branch of the Southern Freedom Federation is very difficult to meet."

"The Southern Freedom Federation has been building a core city, that is, the small town of Pompeii." Chekav said, "Pompeii has almost been built now, and the resurrection room is much higher than the rest of the branch. I can go there resurrection."

"Pompeii?" Gray Mist pursed his lips, "Chekav, did you have a comprehensive understanding of the organization during the time you were in the kingdom of heaven? Indeed, if Pompey's resurrection room is fully functioning, it will It can barely meet your requirements for a perfect resurrection, as long as you are willing to bear a certain chance of failure in the resurrection."

"I am willing to bear it, my lord." Chekav said seriously.

Gray Mist raised his hand: "Don't worry, listen to me. I appreciate your courage and determination to do things. But now, even if you are willing to take this risk, it is impossible to do it. Because according to the latest news I received , The energy system established by Pompey had a big accident, and before the energy system is fully restored, the resurrection room there cannot operate at full capacity, and can only achieve some of the most basic functions."

"so.

"Mist paused, and took a deep look at Chekav, "So, you can only be resurrected at the headquarters, and then spend a while rushing to the Southern Freedom Federation to deal with the things you want to deal with. "

"This—" Chekav's face changed, "In this case, I'm afraid that it will take too long. Once the things and characters I want to deal with are out of control, I will fail when I get there."

"If you are really worried, then I can call the branch of the Southern Freedom Federation in advance."

"No, no." Chekav shook his head quickly, "Sir, this can easily arouse some people's vigilance, causing things to fail before they start. In addition, there are some things that I have to confirm after arriving in person before I can act. If it is carried out in a hurry, it may be a misunderstanding in the end, my face is nothing, and if it damages your majesty, my lord, it will be unacceptable."

Gray Mist stared at Chekav for a while, and said quietly: "Chekav, you really will give me a problem. You think there will be a delay if you are resurrected at the headquarters, and there is no way to revive you in other places." Satisfy the conditions. In addition to these two methods, if you want to be resurrected, you have to pay a high price and seek help from the 'Dead Sea'.

That's right, the 'Dead Sea' is indeed active in the Southern Freedom Federation. If he is willing to make a move, you can revive him by his side in an unconventional way. But that guy from the Dead Sea has always been mysterious, and he rarely speaks at meetings. I can't tell him what to do, let alone you. So, what are you going to do? "

"I..." Chekav hesitated.

The current situation is very clear: Either revive at the headquarters and spend a few days rushing to the Southern Freedom Federation to deal with matters, or wait for Pompey's resurrection room to return to normal, and directly resurrect in Pompeii-if there is no accident, this option may cost more time.

In short, he had to wait a while longer before he could reach his goal.

From a certain point of view, he has been waiting for more than half a year, and it will be nothing if he waits for another ten days and a half month.

But in fact, it is precisely because he has been waiting for more than half a year that he now feels that he can't wait for a moment, that he has waited to the limit, and if he slows down for a while, the things he wants to deal with may be out of control.

So what to do?

Chekav thought, Chekav was confused.

Gray Mist took a look at Chekhav's expression, shook his head lightly, and said, "You can't choose now, well, you should think about it first, and wait until you decide whether to resurrect in the headquarters or in Pompeii." Later, tell me."

After speaking, Gray Mist waved at Golov.

Golov realized it, walked close to the crystal ball of communication, and squatted down his fat body with a little effort. The short and thick fingers like carrots pressed on the crystal ball, and after a few operations, Chekav's image gradually faded and began to dissipate.

During the fading, Chekav hesitated to speak, but in the end he still couldn't think of the best option that could perfectly solve the problem, so he had to look at his own image, fade it in the hall and then fade it until it was almost transparent...

...

Pompey.

Li Cha walked out of the business site, and under the rays of the setting sun, he stepped onto the small square in front of the business site. Get ready to walk across the square, follow the road down Vesuvidak, and really leave.

...

Inside the Garden of Eden.

Pandora was shuttling through buildings, shutting off many unnecessary instruments. On the one hand, it is to reduce energy demand and reduce the load of the energy system. On the other hand, it is to increase safety. If a battle breaks out here, losses can also be minimized.

The golden retriever dog has already run back from outside the complex, with a ball of paper in his mouth, and while drooling, he chases Pandora, preparing to deliver the ball of paper he found so hard to Pandora to receive the highest honor of appreciation.

In research room No. 3, the tin wood "Gudong Gudong" has absorbed a lot of nutrient solution, and the original strength has been further consolidated. The bark on the surface of the trunk is gradually dyed with a layer of light gold, and the body is stronger.

In the warehouse room, the old Lich's lips were a little purple, his fingers were shaking wildly, trying hard to control the urge to escape, and counting the spell puppets again. From just now to now, he has counted how many times. As a result, without exception, the number of spell puppets will decrease every time they are counted, sometimes by one, sometimes by two, and sometimes by three, resulting in the number of spell puppets being less than forty now.

hell!

Really hell!

what happened?

The old Lich stared at the significantly reduced spell puppets with rounded eyes, and opened his mouth to make a sound.

"one two three……"

Halfway through the count, he suddenly paused, and saw that there was something obviously wrong with a skeleton standing in the middle. It was more than a circle larger than the adjacent magic puppet, as if it was a fat man made from overeating.

When did he make such a strange looking skeleton? Also, why didn't he notice it before?

Staring at the fat man's skull carefully, his round eyes widened a bit, because he saw the six extra arms that were carefully hidden behind the skull.

The opponent has eight arms!

"You!" The next moment, the old Lich rushed up excitedly, pinched the fat man's neck, and shouted, "I said why I haven't seen you for a while, I said why you haven't come for a while Make trouble, I said why my spell puppets are several times less at a time, it turns out that you sneaked in to make trouble for me."

"Give me back! Give me back my spell puppets! Spit out all the spell puppets you eat, spit them out!" The old Lich grabbed his neck hard, shaking wildly angrily.

Anan, the eight-armed skeleton, looked at the old Lich quietly, with an innocent face, and the fire in his eyes was burning quietly, as if to say: What are you talking about? Why can't I understand? Hey, don't shake me.

...

Pompeii town square.

Li Cha had already reached the center of the square, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small spot of light suddenly appear in the sky.

He raised his head, looked at the small light spot, and blinked hard to make sure he didn't look at the flower. It's not an illusion, there is indeed a small light spot appearing, and it is constantly approaching Pompey.

Is that... a shooting star?

...