Two Hundred and Eighty-One You Are Too Young

"Uh... I'm sorry, I misunderstood... You said..." Chris coughed twice in embarrassment, and then said to Lonsadre.

Lonsadlai snorted and said, "Under normal circumstances, I only need to inject about one thousandth of the magical breath contained in a bottle of magic supplement into your body, and your body will respond."

"The specific reaction basically depends on the individual's talent. After all, this is a test in the early childhood stage. Adults can also perform this test, but it is more troublesome. After all, many adults have a magical constitution, but they have missed the age of learning magic. ." He said looking at Chris.

"You... well, let me talk about your condition carefully. Your body, I initially injected the magical breath of a bottle of magic supplement, but there was no response, and then I increased it a little, probably to a normal level. The total amount of magic in the apprentice's body." He explained carefully, trying to make Chris understand his situation.

In fact, Chris has roughly understood what just happened, since the Great Magister Lonsadlai said the word "infusion", he roughly understood.

Before, he had been living in the realm of forbidden magic and had not been exposed to magic, so the magic tree in his body did not "nutrient" to sprout and emerged from the ground.

For fear of being assassinated, he never approached places with a magical atmosphere. Including the Veronsa area, he has never been there. So he has not had any problems, until just now, Longsa Delai injected magic energy into him!

"Frankly speaking, your magic capacity is so large that I am shocked. I want to fill your body with magic, but I find that my own magic power is not enough." Sure enough, Lonsadlai Then it proved Chris's guess.

A great magician is as majestic as the ocean's magical energy. Once it is poured into Chris's body, the dormant magic tree will take root and grow vigorously.

Then, no matter how much magic energy Lonsadlai injected, it was completely absorbed by this big tree, and nothing entered Chris's body...

So, the test just now failed, Chris didn't take the real test, and Lonsadre was deceived by the magic tree that he didn't understand and never knew existed.

"After I consumed about one-third of the magic energy in my body, you still have no signs of exploding... This shows that your basic magic storage capacity is not as good as mine." He said depressedly. what just happened. He tried to fill Chris with magical energy, but found that Chris' bottle was much larger than the one he poured water into.

"It's not bad. I may be a magical genius." Chris said eagerly.

In fact, Chris felt a little regretful in his heart. After all, what Lonsadlai just said, he only used about one-third of the magic energy reserve. Chris felt that if Lonsadlai was a little more stupid and used all his magical energy to infuse Chris into his body, Chris might directly open up the second vein of Rendu, oh no, open up two big trees in his body.

Fortunately, more than half of the big trees related to magic cannot be used at all, and most of the branches related to the fusion of magic and technology are also dark and cannot be opened.

"If you have a thousandth of my magic volume,

You can call yourself a genius... Your Majesty Chris, you are a monster, or you are a huge problem! "Lonzadelai carefully analyzed.

He looked at Chris again seriously, and stretched out two fingers: "I think you may be a stronger existence than the Great Magister."

"You mean... the Fa Sage, or the Fa God?" Chris recalled the plot of the novel in his mind, and laughed and joked.

"Very good adjective, you may really be a magician, or a magician, the god of magic!" Lonsadlai nodded in agreement, making Chris a little flustered.

"Or!" Ignoring Chris's panic, he continued: "You may be a forbidden domain! Your body is a forbidden domain. In your body, any magical energy will be swallowed or obliterated."

"It seems that you are more inclined to the second possibility?" Chris asked curiously, staring at Lonsadlai.

Lonsadre nodded and admitted: "Yes, I prefer the second explanation. Because I don't feel any magical affinity in you. A person who can hold countless magical energy, but Without using any magic, this is simply, blasphemy against... the Dharma Sage, or the Dharma God."

As a great magician, he can bear the fact that Chris is a magician, and he can also accept the fact that the magician is smashed to the ground by a mortal, but he absolutely cannot bear that a person who does not know magic becomes a magician ...

It's as if his ideals were trampled on, as if his idols were given OOXX, as if a general gave up his position, as if a nun insulted the god in her heart.

"Then I'm a magical wreck..." Chris felt that he could still be rescued. He had seen cars speeding on the road, and spaceships soaring in space. Chris said that he still flew to himself. more interested.

It is probably because there is nothing to fantasize about. The ancients fantasized that one day they could fly in the sky and run on the ground without riding a horse. But after modern people are accustomed to all this, they begin to fantasize about flying swords and beheading the immortals, and splitting mountains with one palm.

Although, in the imagination of most human beings, the unreal power they imagined is even worse than the current high-yield nuclear weapons, or genetic weapons, chemical weapons, and bacterial weapons.

Chris probably has this fantasy too, so he prefers to make himself a powerful magician rather than protect himself with nuclear deterrence.

"At least it shows that you are not an ordinary mortal." Lonsadlai comforted Chris with some regret. After all, compared to the amount of magical energy he spent, it is indeed worth comforting a poor man like Chris who can only return empty-handed in Baoshan.

Then, suddenly, the great magus realized something, looked at Chris curiously, and asked slowly, word by word, "What did you just say?"

"What did I just say?" Chris asked back, a little puzzled, "I just said... Then I'm a magician?"

"That's not it! Go ahead!" Lonsadlai had a wicked smile on his face, a disrespectful look on his face.

"A little further ahead? What did I say? What did you say about the Fa, Holy Fa, God?" Chris expressed his innocence.

"No, go further! Go further!" Lonsadlai obviously did not intend to let Chris go, and continued to ask.

Chris thought for a while, then continued to ask, "Going further? Maybe I'm a magic genius?"

Lonsadre continued to shake his head.

"The one I interrupted you?" Chris blushed slightly.

"It's almost there, move on!" Lonzadelai continued to shake his head.

"I'm sorry, I have someone I like... This sentence?" Chris asked a little embarrassedly.

"The last sentence of this sentence!" Lonsadlai looked like I knew you wanted to fool the past, but I just didn't give you this chance.

"Didn't I interrupt you after this sentence?" Chris refused to admit it.

"I seem to have heard someone say, 'I'd rather Miss Vivienne have some thoughts on my body'..." Lonsadlai bared his old teeth and smiled.

"Did you hear it wrong..." Chris continued to deny the account.

Lonsadre suddenly restrained his smile and sighed with some pity: "Oh, I originally thought that you like Vivian very much, but she is actually a very nice little girl, the two of you are quite suitable together. ."

"For a magician, it's not a problem to be a hundred years older than you, maybe you have to die in front of him... And Vivian learns magic very fast, and she can already maintain her appearance at a young age. A beautiful woman who won't grow old, you won't mind?" The old glass suddenly evolved into an old man, which made Chris a little uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, the great magus-level Yue Lao continued to persuade him: "You represent Alan Hill, and she can also represent Greken. This marriage may become the greatest love story in this world."

Thinking about Vivian's splendid figure and her beautiful face... Chris swallowed, and it was difficult to control some of his body changes. He is a humanoid self-propelled plotter, theoretically speaking, he is still a virgin, and he is a shy virgin who is full of nerdy attributes.

Then, the next second, Chris remembered Vivian's chatter that the need never came. Then he glanced at Lonsadre, who had praised Vivian, and the more he looked at him, the more he looked like a salesman selling a malfunctioning TV...

"That..." Chris interrupted Lonsadre softly.

Lonsadre stopped curiously and stared at Chris waiting for him to speak.

Chris thought for a while, organized his own language, and asked tentatively, "You don't dislike Vivian's long-windedness, so you deal with her to me, right?"

That's right, Chris Steel is possessed by a straight man in this second, which is unparalleled and straight.

"Hey..." Lonsadlai, who was still a little excited just now, looked like someone who had come over, reached out and patted Chris on the shoulder, and said sympathetically, "You are still too young... Your Majesty, you are still too young. It'll be fine in a few years, really, don't be too sad."