Chapter 1917: Natural lubricant

"Cooing cooing ..."
The green liquid tumbling in the stone jar, it did not emit any heat, but it felt like it was boiling.
Perhaps it was because this was the fifth tank of culture fluid prepared, and Luna was no longer as curious as she was at the beginning. She just waited quietly, waiting for the alchemy formation under Sarah to finish running.
It seems that Sarah's previous statement is obviously very correct-Luna found that the procedure for making alginate culture fluid is indeed not complicated at all, and even simpler than the preparation of many potions. And the reason why they haven't rested until now is really just because the volume to be produced is huge, that's all.
"almost."
Suddenly, Sarah, drumming a thigh in a rocking chair not far away, stopped her work and said to Luna:
"Go and empty the tank again! Be careful, don't spill it like you did."
What Luna has to do is actually very simple, but just use the newly made culture medium to "change water" for the stone jars in this room that are filled with puppets-pump out the old ones, replace them with new ones, or even No need to use your brain. In addition, this kind of culture liquid made of water and several materials is surprisingly light, and it is not tiring to lift it in a wooden bucket.
And while Luna was working, Sarah finally put down the doll's thigh and jumped down the rocking chair to walk to the middle of the stone tank.
Some of the materials in the refining array have been consumed, but the next material has been prepared from the beginning, and now it only needs to be replaced to start again.
While they were both busy with their respective tasks, when Sarah seemed to remember something, she suddenly said:
"Speaking of ... Miss Lovegood, this wave of attacks is over, and those living corpses should make a comeback again a few days later. Maca has told me before leaving, it is necessary to respond to the attack. Go a little farther to keep an eye on the movement of the corpses. "
"Oh, in other words, are you leaving the Old Town?"
Luna asked as she poured a bucket of green solution into the empty stone jar. She watched the culture liquid fall into the tank, and fell to the motionless new doll inside, and drowned it again.
"Yes," Sarah nodded. "You shouldn't leave here for a short time, so I think it might be necessary to tell you."
"Well," Luna said, "you need to be careful! There are so many enemies outside."
"Thank you," Sarah said quietly, before she said, "But I don't care about you ... I just want to remind you just in case, when I'm away, you better not come. My room is here. "
"Okay!" Luna agreed at first, and then put down the empty barrel again, and then she wondered, "Why?"
"Because I think you might find a cellar under my room," Sarah probably wanted to say it, and when Luna asked, she didn't conceal the idiosyncrasy. "There is a me The more evolved corpses that I caught when I went out last time to visit-oh, by the way, the one who was secretly chasing you.
"Following us?" Luna could not help thinking about it for a moment, then said suddenly, "Oh! That is the shadow Harry can't hit? How did you catch it?"
However, Sarah didn't seem to be thinking about continuing the conversation. After seeing that Luna had wiped out the culture fluid in the stone tank in front of her, she immediately signaled at the door:
"If you change it, go to the backyard again! You can start filling."
"Oh."
Luna obviously didn't have to ask a clear question. When Sarah said that, she immediately put down the inquiry and went straight to the door.
Just as she left the room, she could not help secretly whispering to herself:
"No wonder it suddenly didn't feel it at the time. It turned out that Sarah helped us ... Well, Sarah is really a good guy!"
So the whole night, the two of them almost spent the boring cycle of "preparing the culture medium" and "changing the culture medium". Until about two hours before the dawn of the next day, Luna finally fell asleep beside the pile of puppet parts by Sara's rocking chair.
"Miss Lovegood, the last tank is about to--"
Sarah just wanted to remind Luna to complete her final task tonight, but found that the latter had fallen asleep with a doll's legs. When she saw this, she had to shake her head lightly to get out of the rocking chair, and waved her magic wand to let the sleeping Luna float to her rocking chair.
"Do the rest!"
...
Luna wants to make everyone a friend, because in this crisis-ridden environment, it is obviously not a right choice to act loosely.
In this regard, Sarah can naturally feel it, and she does not reject this approach.
As for Sister Geoffrey ... I have to say that many things have already come to an end now. Instead of making everyone laugh, it would be better to live in harmony.
After all, Haierbo and his army of living corpses will always be enemies that everyone will face together.
So, with Luna's "natural lubricant" as a step, the two sisters finally seemed to no longer mind getting closer with Harry.
In the early morning of the next morning, everyone who had slept in the atrium for one night woke up one after another. Ron supported his waist and complained that he had been sitting and sleeping last night so that he felt sore all over.
"Well? What about Luna?" Hanna rubbed her eyes and looked around, and murmured a moment later, "Oh, she seems to have said that she would help Miss Hohenheim ~ EbookFREE.me ~ However, it is also At this moment, everyone could hear the sound of footsteps across the corridor suddenly, and then Luna, who had just been mentioned by Hanna, ran out of the doorway.
I saw her glance back and forth at everyone in the hall, and then muttered:
"Did you leave so early?"
"Gone?" Neville wondered. "Who's gone?"
"Oh, Sarah," Luna, who was about to go back and look for a second, stopped and returned. "Sara said last night that she was going out for a tour today. I was in her room just now. Woke up there and found she was gone. "
Hearing here, Safina waved aside:
"Don't look for it, she will go out every day when the day after the dead body attack ends, and counting the time, I'm afraid I've already taken a walk in a certain wilderness."
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