Chapter 1201 Agreement

Medea hesitated for a few seconds, and said unconfidently: "I have tried several near-source enhancements before, and they all succeeded. Maybe it's because I have a better physique?"

Qiao An glanced at her, and didn't think that this enchanting woman was considered to be of outstanding physique. It was just that she had tried to die many times but never died, which gave rise to false self-confidence.

"A large part of your previous success is due to luck, but good luck cannot always be with you. No matter how many times you have successfully strengthened before, as long as you fail once, it may cause fatal consequences, and it will be too late to regret it. "

"Joan, I understand all the reasons you said, but risk is an inseparable part of a warlock's practice!" Medea retorted seriously, "It's like being a soldier and fighting a war. Everyone wants to make meritorious deeds, but Someone always has to die, so can we deny the need for war?"

Joan shook his head: "I don't deny the necessary risks and sacrifices. The problem is that we have different perceptions of what is 'necessary'. The risks that seem reasonable to you are completely unnecessary in my eyes."

"But, is there a better way?" Medea spread her arms and smiled wryly, "It is of course the best way to reduce the risk in the bloodline strengthening process, but unfortunately I still can't think of this kind of strengthening that has the best of both worlds. plan."

Joan hesitated to speak.

Medea saw that he was hesitating, took the initiative to hold his hand, and said softly: "If you want to say something, just say it face to face, if you still treat me as a friend."

The sorceress's slender hands were smooth and delicate, and her body temperature was slightly cool.

Qiao An's heart trembled slightly, and she pretended to break free from her hand inadvertently, turning around and pacing.

"I know a method that can reduce the risk of blood vessel strengthening."

Joan hesitated, whether to explain the theoretical basis of "self-blood soothes the nerves and enchantment" to her face to face.

"Does this method have side effects?" Medea followed his footsteps, turned her head to look at his face, and asked with great interest.

"I have done five sets of clinical trials in total, and I haven't found any side effects yet. If there are any shortcomings...the cost is quite high, and the cost is as high as 11 ounces of magic crystals."

"Joan, is this the bloodline strengthening plan you mentioned to me before?" Medea asked.

"It's one of the whole package. If you think it's too expensive, you don't have to choose this service." Joan told the truth.

"It's not that I can't afford the money, but..."

Medea said no more.

Seeing her expression of worrying about gains and losses, Joan guessed that she was not worried about money, but him, Joan Vida, who said something nicely in front of his face, but he might be thinking about it in his heart. What a conspiracy.

Although he and Medea got along fairly well and formed a friendship fighting side by side, Medea still couldn't fully trust him when faced with serious issues involving life safety and personal future, such as bloodline strengthening.

In the final analysis, they are just passers-by who met by chance, and their friendship is far from reaching the level of life and death.

Realizing this, Joan couldn't help but feel bored by his overzealousness.

Then I remembered Mrs. Josephine's warning: "When interacting with people, if you don't have a deep friendship with each other, don't foolishly talk to them. The more you tell the truth at this time, the more you will arouse The other party's suspicion or even disgust, thinking that you are courteous for nothing, is probably out of good intentions."

When Joan heard Mrs. Josephine say that, she didn't quite understand why this happened?

Now that I have personal experience, I have to admit that "communicating in a shallow way" is indeed a taboo in interpersonal communication, and I can't help but feel a little disheartened.

"Medea, when do you plan to leave, do you want to say goodbye to Mr. Klein before leaving?"

The Gorgon noticed that his attitude had suddenly become indifferent, grabbed his arm in bewilderment, and managed to force a smile after a long while.

"Joan, I can see that you are also very interested in petrified creatures, how about you come to my house as a guest and let's do research together?"

"Thank you for your invitation, but it's a pity that I can't leave now."

"It's okay! Remember to keep in touch, it won't be too late to come to my house when you are free."

Joan nodded politely.

Medea said to herself: "I have a big plan. I plan to conduct a systematic study on common petrified creatures. In addition to petrified lizards, I will search for supernatural creatures with petrified abilities in the Underdark and even the surface world in the future. , as a research sample."

"It's a very interesting idea, but it's also a big project. If you can complete this research, you can publish a review, and maybe it can be published in a top academic journal like "Aofa Communications"!"

Qiao An couldn't help being aroused by her scientific research addiction, and excitedly helped her make suggestions.

"I don't have a university degree, will top journals accept my paper?"

The resentment in Medea's eyes revealed the inferiority complex hidden in her heart.

"This..." Qiao An scratched his head, but he really didn't dare to make a conclusion.

"How about this, you cooperate with me in this research, and we will jointly publish the results when you produce results in the future. In this way, at least the manuscript will not be rejected due to academic qualifications." Medea suggested with a smile.

"That is to say, if you do it yourself, let me be the corresponding author?"

Joan thought about it quickly, nodded and said: "This kind of practice is considered normal in the academic circle, of course it's no problem, but I have to go back to my supervisor to discuss it. It's best to publish the article in the name of Moriarty's laboratory, otherwise With my small role, I can at most help you vote for the "Journal of the Austrian Law", how can I get the threshold of the "Analyte of the Austrian Law"?"

"Okay, anyway, please!" Medea jumped happily, "Remember to write to me!"

"I will try my best……"

After these two years of experience, although Qiao An has matured a lot in terms of interpersonal communication, she still cannot overcome a psychological barrier, and she extremely hates communicating with others.

Writing letters, especially to relatives and friends, always makes him very painful. It feels like being sentenced to death. He knows that he cannot escape, but he is unwilling to face it. "arrival.

How nice it would be, he sometimes thought, if writing a letter was as easy and enjoyable as writing a paper, and could bring a sense of accomplishment rather than self-loathing!

Medea was absorbed in watching Joan's face, and seemed to see his entangled thoughts, and said softly: "It doesn't matter if you don't have time to write a letter, I will write to you, when is the summer vacation?"

"Early August, probably..." Joan scratched his head.

Holidays meant nothing to him, and his routine was the same whether he was on vacation or not—either at school or on adventures.