Chapter 2051 Words of Tiger and Wolf

"What do you mean?" Joan looked at Duo'er curiously.

"A little farewell is better than a newlywed!"

puff! Joan turned his head and spat out the tea in his mouth.

Saying the words of tiger and wolf without changing his face... Duo'er really hasn't changed at all!

After chatting for a while, Professor Moriarty hurried back to the laboratory, looked his student up and down, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"For the past six months, I've been worrying about you wandering at sea, enduring hardships, and as a result, you've gained weight instead. It seems that you're living a good life, which makes me worry for nothing!"

Joan hugged the instructor, and said with some embarrassment: "During the time of vacation in Freeport, the days are indeed too leisurely. By the way, Mr. Herrell asked me to say hello to you on his behalf, and said thank you for your help. He built a perfect magic ship."

"Of course I have to work hard after receiving benefits from others. I am very professional!" Mr. Professor took the two glasses of red wine from Duoer and handed one to Joan, "I knew you were on Helle I shouldn't be in a hurry to leave Freeport, I just waited for you to board the ship together."

Joan thought about it, the mentor was hired by Helear's father, and he went to Freeport to celebrate Hailar's eighteenth birthday with him. It took only two months before and after all the calculations, but it was a pity that he missed it.

"If you, mentor, accompany us on a voyage and adventure, things will be simple. We will know the truth about the 'ghost ship' from the very beginning, so we don't need to go around the sea for a few days. It takes a lot of hard work to find out That ship is a replica."

Hearing Joan's emotion, Professor Moriarty laughed, clinked glasses with the students, and drank the red wine in one gulp.

"It's not all a bad thing, if you all knew about Herrell's plan from the beginning, it would make this voyage less fun, wouldn't it?"

"That's true." Joan drank the wine in the glass, and asked Professor Moriarty about the "Holy Grail of Death" with a little drunkenness.

"The Holy Grail of Death..." Professor Moriarty hesitated for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "This is a magic tool that is both magical and vicious. It can be used to breed germs and toxins, and accelerate the evolution of viruses. It will be able to reproduce all kinds of strange and mutated varieties... I plan to use this characteristic of the Holy Grail of Death to design a set of experiments."

Joan put down his glass and asked solemnly, "Teacher, do you still want to continue the project... on the smallpox virus that you did at Baden Hot Springs?"

Moriarty shrugged noncommittally.

"A military-funded project this time?"

"It's mainly because of interest." The professor prevaricated, "You know, I'm not short of money. Of course, the military has to give me face."

Joan sighed, and said quietly: "It would be fine if your research is only at the academic level."

However, he knows that the military has different expectations for this. They don't care about the academics themselves, but whether the academic achievements can be transformed into new weapons and advantages on the battlefield. For the military, such considerations are understandable.

Professor Moriarty saw his worries, reached out and stroked his hair, his expression became a little tangled.

"Joan, in fact, the 'Holy Grail of Death' has a special function..."

"What function?" Joan inquired casually.

Professor Moriarty fell silent, as if he was weighing something. After a long time, he shook his head, stopped continuing this topic, and talked about the financial market that he was more interested in.

"Joan, the price of imperial gold coins has skyrocketed recently. Do you know how much the one million you invested has become now?"

"Two million?" Joan tried to guess as much as possible.

"Two million and seven hundred thousand!" Professor Moriarty exclaimed, "It's less than a year, and the increase is nearly twice!"

"Then why don't you hurry up and accept it?"

This sentence had already reached his throat, and Joan refrained from saying it. Professor Moriarty had his own insights into the ups and downs of gold prices, and he didn't need a layman like him to point fingers.

Duo'er cooked a table of sumptuous dishes to celebrate the reunion of their teacher and student after a long absence.

Joan had lunch with the instructor, and had another cup of coffee before leaving.

Professor Moriarty is rushing to visit an old friend in the investment world, who is said to be very energetic and well-informed.

Qiao An was not interested in getting to know such people, so she politely declined the instructor's invitation to go with her, left the laboratory alone, and decided to go to the library to check out the 6-ring spells in the collection.

In the Arcane Library of Midgard University, the spell scrolls open to students in the school are up to the 5th ring, and higher-level spell scrolls can only be borrowed by lecturers and professors.

Joan is nominally a Ph.D. student, but his spellcasting ability has already exceeded the graduation standard. A year ago, he received a letter of appointment from Dean Franklin himself. As long as he signs it, he can get tenure.

Although due to various reasons, Qiao An has not made up his mind to stay in the school to teach, but even the librarian knows that Dr. Vader is different from other students, knowing that he wants to inquire about the 6-level spells in the library, and does not mention any school regulations at all. , nodded readily and let go.

The collection of classics that are not open to the public is collected on the fourth floor of the library. Joan took the "wind elevator" upstairs, entered the library after registration, and checked the catalog of 6-ring spells in the library. He was disappointed to find that the number was far less than what he expected, and the quality was average. Most of them were fake goods. He has basically learned all the spells with high cost performance.

Joan spent half an hour picking and picking, and finally only selected three new spells worth learning. After applying for borrowing and paying 18 credits, he returned to the reading room with three scrolls, sat by the window, and spread out the spell book. Start transcribing the scroll.

Of the three spells selected by Joan, two of them belong to the School of Prophecy, namely "Advanced Communication" and "Advanced Mind Connection".

The "messaging technique" is just a 0-ring trick, but its function is very powerful. It can be used to form a private chat group. Only a few members designated by the caster can join the group, and outsiders cannot hear what they are talking about. As far as the fly in the ointment is concerned, the coverage of this spell is too narrow, usually only applicable to indoor environments, and the duration of the spell is not long enough.

Level 6 "Advanced Communication" has greatly improved the above two disadvantages - the caster can pull willing creatures who are arbitrarily far apart in the same plane into the chat group he opened, the upper limit of the number of group members depends on the casting level, and the spell effect last It lasts a whole day.

Among the similar spells that Joan has come into contact with, the 6-ring "advanced communication spell" is undoubtedly the most powerful multi-person communication spell. The only regret is that it cannot communicate across planes.

Fortunately, the next spell he copied happened to be able to make up for this regret.

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