Chapter 16: Bring him!

Georgia walked back to the room lightly, remembering the strange white military uniform worn by the young man next to the white fur monster, realizing that there might be guests on the ship, And the white-haired monster didn't want the other party to see himself, so he didn't go out and mess about.
Sitting on the floor next to the bed, he took out the small mech and checked the legs of the small mech. Sure enough, he found that the adapter shaft at the knee of the right leg was reversed. He raised his hand and grabbed his hair to find the light brain. I searched the detailed breakdown of various toy mechs and reinstalled the adapter shaft.
At dinner, there were some noises outside the corridor. He regained his attention from the assembly of the small mechs. After thinking about it, instead of going to the cafeteria, he used the nutrient prepared by Zhuang Yu in the space to solve the dinner. Then Continue to fight the other parts of the small mech.
Later, Tan Shengwei was entrusted by Zhuang Yu to send him some mental strength soothing agent and physical repair fluid, and told him not to run around and drink the medicine on time.
Georgia looked at the dusty uniform on his body and the exhaustion that could not be covered by his face. Although he wondered what they were busy with, he didn't hold him to talk much, and thanked him, and then hurried him back to rest.
Before going to bed, he took out a mental soothing agent and a physical repair fluid as usual, and drank it. He felt the comfort in his brain and the laziness in his body, squinted his eyes, and lay on the bed.
After talking with the Bai Maogua that day, Zhuang Yu began to let him drink these potions, two a day, and said that he should drink them for ten days in a row to stabilize his physical condition. Although he couldn't figure out what was wrong with his body and needed to take the medicine to stabilize it, the other person was all kind. The medicine did make the body more comfortable, so he obediently and honestly did it.
Probably the reason why I slept earlier in the morning and did n’t train in the afternoon to consume energy. He did n’t sleep for a second after lying in bed. Instead, he started to sleep with insomnia. When his thoughts were empty, he had unconsciously turned back and practiced a lot these days Over and over the healing magic.
Gradually, the calm magical power in the magic pool was consciously mobilized, and slowly walked in the brain according to the lines of the healing matrix method, forming a semi-transparent primary healing magic array.
After realizing this, he couldn't help but tilted his mouth. As soon as he was about to break up the magic array, he noticed that some magic had escaped from the magic array, grabbing a trace of almost transparent and invisible white Light group, dragging towards the magic pool.
He hesitated, and the next second, the familiar digging feeling came, but it felt too mild, almost like it was tickling with root hair, it didn't hurt, but it made people want to make the digging feel stronger.
this is……
There was some suspicion in my heart, and some speculation, but the magic power instinctively flew towards those white light clusters, happily dragging the light clusters into the magic pool.
The soothing power contained in the soothing agent was too small, and it was "dragged" in a short while. The magical powers were swaying, the magic array dissipated, and they were all returned to the magic pool.
Georgia opened his eyes, narrowed for a few seconds, then sat up, took out the ball, fed it with a little magic at his fingertips, and held the empty container filled with medicine in front of it, coaxing: "Ball, try . "
The plant ball moved, pulled out a thin vine and stretched in, then straightened the vine's tip comfortably, and jumped happily in his palm.
Spiritual power potions are really useful for improving the qualification of magic practice! He used to sleep after taking the medicament before, and the effect of the soothing agent was too slight, so he never noticed this! He thought that his qualifications in this life to be junior was already God's care, but he did not expect that there would be such a surprise in the future!
He hugged the ball with excitement and fell to the bed, dragged the quilt around himself, and hit a few rolls on the bed.
It should have been thought that the potion that Bai Maogua had given him last time should now also be spiritual! And the green fruit that will be comfortable to eat ... Oh my god! If it really is what he thinks, does that mean that as long as he works hard and is supplemented with spiritual potions, his qualifications can be gradually improved, and he gradually becomes an intermediate wizard, a senior wizard, A magician, or even a wizard, and then draw the highest magic circle to help the white hair monster cure the strange disease?
What's more, I heard that there is a Holy Magister above the Great Magister. According to legend, the Holy Magister is omnipotent. If he can become a Holy Magister, does it mean that he has the opportunity to use the legendary highest-level curse. , Tear the space straight home?
Thinking about it, his eyelids slowly grew heavy, he yawned, shrank into the quilt, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth-Mom and Dad, I will try to go back to find you.
After the end of the morning class the next day, Georgia received the news that the afternoon training session was cancelled. He nodded in understanding, returned to the room, solemnly took out an intermediate wood magic stone and a simple magic pen, and confirmed the magic pool. After full of magic, I rubbed my face and encouraged myself, and started to draw magic array.
First use magic to cut the magic stone into two flat round cakes, then inject the magic into the magic pen, and write down.
He first painted a relatively gentle healing magic array, because there is no magic element in the air, so the drawing is entirely stored by his own magic power, and the speed is a bit slow. This is also the reason why he can only practice the elementary level first. The intermediate and advanced magic arrays need too much magic power, and his magic power is not enough to support the entire magic array drawing.
When drawing a magic array, the magic input must be uniform and cannot be broken. The more uniform the magic is, the better the magic array effect is, and the worse the magic array is, and if the magic is broken, the magic array will be invalidated directly. Fortunately, most dwarves are extremely patient, and it is not difficult for them to control the uniformity of magic.
After half an hour, the last line of the magic circle was connected to the first stroke, the magic circle was completed, a white soft light rose, the formation method was lit, and the magic power in the magic stone was pulled by the magic circle, and began to slowly follow the lines of the array. Circulation, releasing a gentle woody healing breath.
Became!
Georgia's eyes lightened, he touched the magic stone with cherishment, then pressed his excitement, filled the magic in the tonic pool, carefully turned the magic stone to the other side, took a deep breath, and picked up the magic pen again.
It was another half an hour later, the soft light rose again, the magic stone heated for a moment, and then a cool and purifying air mixed with the healing breath spread out, making the brain clear and tired.
It was a success! awesome!
He held the drawing of the middle-class emerald jade, which looked very delicate and beautiful, and imagined how the white fur monster would look after receiving the gift, and bent his eyes.
The magic power in this intermediate-level magic stone is enough to support the operation of two primary magic circles for three months. During these three months, he will work hard to strive for a better magic stone for the white fur monster after three months!
Putting the drawn magic stone into the storage ring, he was just about to take out the little mech that was slightly modified yesterday and studied it again, and the door was knocked. He stepped forward to open the door and was surprised to find that it was the old man who stood yesterday.
"grandfather?"
He was puzzled.
The old man's face shuddered, still unable to adapt to his intimate title, and moved his face sternly: "The parts are stuck again."
Actually ... Georgia blinked, a bright smile, and replied: "I just came to find something to be grandpa. You are here. It's great. The training is cancelled in the afternoon. I just feel a bit lazy."
Ren Ren's face shuddered again, his eyes moved away from him, and he turned to leave first, saying without looking back: "Don't fret, just keep up!"
Georgia's ears moved and he followed them obediently.
The part was stuck in another corner of the room this time, and there were faint marks on it. Georgia couldn't understand it, just honestly moved the part that seemed a little heavier to the instrument, and then consciously walked to the corner of the room to sit Next, pull out the small mech toss.
The old man stared at him for a moment and turned and walked to the instrument.
After a busy afternoon, before dinner, the old man sent Georgia to the door of the last restricted area, and said coldly: "There is a problem with the modification, the weapon slot will be stuck."
Georgia froze and looked back, but in front of him was a metal door that just closed.
"..."
As usual, he moved to the room next to the wall. He thought about the structure of the weapon slot of the small mech, his eyebrows twisted into a frown—it seemed to be really stuck. The weapons in this world were relatively large, and the space he reserved was too small ... … It looks like I have to hammer the part again.
The corner turned from F1 to e1. ​​He was anxious to change the mech, and could not help speeding up his pace. When he was about to turn, he suddenly heard a slick call from the cross corridor on the side of F1, and frowned. , Expression tightened.
This voice...
There was a sound of footsteps, and several slaves were escorted by soldiers and abducted.
The warships were all tall men of standard stature. At a glance, Georgia saw a middle-aged fat man walking with excitement among a group of long-legged soldiers. He fisted, and some fierce light appeared in his eyes.
-The person who just called him is actually trying to find his troubled middle-aged fat man in a pothole!
The bad guys that are holding back! Several attempts to hurt his gangster! Shameless trash!
When he first arrived here, he didn't understand anything, and was very confused. It was this person who used his ignorance to pretend to be a good person and approached him to deceive his trust and try to do evil. Otherwise, he controlled the ore with a little magic power and stopped it I'm afraid it has been attacked by the other side.
rat!
When the middle-aged fat man approached, he determined that the figure he saw was really him. He was more excited to pull the soldier in white clothes beside him and shouted excitedly: "That child! My family! He was arrested with me! I thought He encountered it unexpectedly in the explosion, but did not expect to meet here, bring him! I will take him back to the Empire! "
The officer in white clothes looked at Georgia immediately, but the other man in black clothes frowned, yanked the middle-aged fat man and drank, "Shut up! No noise!"
The officer in white clothes immediately stopped the officer in black clothes and said, "He is not a prisoner, but a poor slave who has been rescued. This attitude of you is detrimental to the image of our Federation."
The officer in black clothes clenched his face tightly, and almost couldn't hold back his arms-this is the warship of their parent officer. What are the qualifications of a group of unwelcome guests here?
"Yes! I am an empire, and the soldiers in your federation have no right to move me!" The middle-aged fat man was proud when he saw someone support himself. He shook off the officer's hand in black clothes, and pointed unconsciously without standing. Georgia, said: "That's my child, I'm taking it away, don't you federals want to detain my empire."
Georgia watched his performance blankly, knowing that it was too late to avoid it at this time, and the situation would only be more unfavorable to him, and he took the initiative to step forward, slightly surprised at the middle-aged fat man, and then immediately became satisfied. Suddenly accelerated, shook his fists, avoided the officers on both sides, and stung towards his stomach!
The dwarves do have to be repaid, and they are kind in nature, but the same, dwarves are stingy, they guard short and vengeance, as long as there is a chance, the revenge of the newspaper will definitely be revenge!