Chapter 217 Boil water?

Author: Leader of the Tofu Naoxian Party

Chapter 217 Boil water?

Wizarding Academy.

"Ms. Holisa, how are you doing these days?"

After Zhong Ming finished chatting with Lucky, he met the red-haired witch Holisa who was about to die soon.

"Thanks to you, it's okay."

Holissa forced a smile, and the crow's feet and wrinkles on her face were stacked together, making her look decayed and decadent.

Naturally, Zhong Ming would not think that this witch whose end was approaching was really okay. Her eyes were flashing with unwillingness, anger, and a hint of madness.

Even when he saw his and Lucky's young appearance, Zhong Ming could always detect the hint of jealousy in her eyes.

If no one controls her, Holissa may already be doing some dangerous and taboo experiments.

Even if Zhong Ming guarantees her to seize the "Fountain of Life" water, how long can it delay her extreme?

Zhong Ming knew that he couldn't just paint cakes. If he didn't give him something practical, Holisa might be able to do something.

How crazy a powerful wizard would be before he died was recorded in history books, but he didn't want to witness it with his own eyes.

"Holisa, ma'am, what do you think this is?"

Zhong Ming took out three bottles of liquid with a rich white light, held the glass bottles with his mental strength, and uncorked one of them.

The strong breath of nature and life spreads out.

"Fountain of Life!",

Holisa's pupils tightened, her decayed body was extremely flexible at the moment, and she flew towards the uncorked medicine bottle.

She greedily picked up the bottle, picked out a drop of liquid and sucked it into her mouth. Her eyes suddenly lit up, she raised the bottle, sucked the mouth of the bottle with her mouth, and drank it down until no liquid could flow out from the bottom of the bottle.

With the involvement of the spring of life, the witch Holissa became visibly younger. Her gray hair fell off one after another, and her beautiful red hair roots appeared again. The disgusting wrinkles and spots were quickly reduced, and her skin became firm again.

After finishing the bottle, Holisa came back to her senses and thanked Zhong Ming: "I'm sorry, Sir, I was rude. Holisa will never forget your kindness. I will do everything for the Wizard Academy..."

After listening to her reply, Zhong Ming was noncommittal about her statement.

"Listen to what they say and watch what they do." Who doesn't know how to say nice things? It still depends on how well you do it.

However, Holisa's teaching for more than half a year has indeed been considered as her best, and these bottles of water of life should be regarded as her reward.

"Hey, Ms. Holisa, you don't have to be polite, this is what we made an appointment with, isn't it?

These bottles of spring water of life were seized from the battlefield of Andreouya Principality, and they are already my 'entire' stock. I hope the lady will not think less."

Zhong Ming read "all" slowly with emphasis, successfully blocking the mouth of Holisa who was hesitant to speak.

Holisa had no choice but to regretfully drink the remaining two bottles of spring water on the spot, thank her sensibly, and once again stated that she would work hard and strive to be an excellent employee. She just hoped that if there was another thing to extend her life, she would not be forgotten.

In Zhong Ming's "Eye of True Seeing", every drop of this 200 ml bottle of fountain of life is enough to give birth to a towering tree, which only adds 87 years to her life.

The level and quality of life of a formal wizard cannot be compared to that of ordinary creatures.

Three bottles added a total of 270 years to her life, without showing any resistance.

Hiss, the fountain of life is so terrifying!

Zhong Ming was polite to her and emphasized many times that as long as she worked hard, he could have a BMW villa (crossed out) and she could get the spring of life again.

Although he doesn't have it at the moment, as long as she works hard, he will go to Winkrel for smuggling and get her the Fountain of Life.

Holisa, whose lifespan had returned to 302 years, became much calmer and gentler, thanked her and left.

In fact, with the thirteen copies that Salt seized from Edgar, plus the five copies that were looted by the Igor Poseidon Church, Zhong Ming still has some in stock.

Otherwise, we would not be able to drip-irrigate plants with water from the spring of life.

But how can there be any reason for workers to be fed all at once? Who will work if they are fed?

Besides, the effort must be equal to the reward, right?

If he hadn't seen that she was going crazy with anxiety and was afraid that she would cause something that would make it impossible for both parties to get off the stage, Mr. Zhong Ming would have said that he would let her work for another ten or eight years before giving it to her.

Of course, there was also the factor that Lisa Hola was serious about teaching and helped Ford develop an immature version of the "Magic Drive Machine".

Zhong Ming straightened his clothes, turned and walked to another courtyard, preparing to meet the most promising mechanical genius he had discovered so far - Ford.

"Bang——"

As soon as Zhong Ming walked to the entrance of the courtyard, a violent explosion sounded, shaking the delicate and elegant building as if it was shaking.

Looking up, you can see thick black smoke and staggering firelight.

After a while, Zhong Mingcai and Ford, who had cleaned up the mess, found a place in the courtyard where they could sit and talk.

"You bastard, don't do dangerous experiments indoors! Are you afraid of blowing yourself up?"

"I'm sorry, Dean," the tall and thin Ford apologized shyly, "I suddenly had an inspiration, and my hands were itchy and I couldn't hold it back, so..."

"Be safe, asshole."

"Hey, isn't this the enchanted equipment the dean gave me?"

Zhong Ming punched him neatly on the head of the chicken coop: "You can't play that big. I gave you this necklace to ensure your own safety, not to bring you closer to death!"

Ford screamed exaggeratedly, covering his head and screaming in pain.

The atmosphere of the Wizarding Academy really made Ford cheerful. Zhong Ming looked at Ford in front of him and was touched for some reason.

Outsiders can also clearly detect Zhong Ming's unusual gentleness towards Ford.

Perhaps, the two are somewhat similar on some levels.

Having nothing, trying hard to survive, but always having a hard time.

Zhong Ming shook his head, as if to shake out the messy thoughts: "Get up, stop being weird. Tell me, how is the mana drive machine?"

Ford stood up quickly, patted his butt, and said: "Dean, my expected effect is...the current difficulty is..."

The biggest problem Ford is facing now, to put it bluntly, is the instability when converting various attribute energy into pure power.

Attribute energy is inherently free, unrestrained, and has different characteristics. Some are wild horses, some are lonely children, and some are furious natural disasters...

Ford's idea is to first convert the attribute energy into magic power using the idea of ​​​​enchantment, and then convert the more stable magic power into power - commonly known as boiling water.

"Why do you have to use magic energy - heat energy - kinetic energy? Do you have to boil water? Have you ever tried magic energy - kinetic energy?" Zhong Ming couldn't help but ask.

Perhaps the knowledge of Blue Star physics that Zhong Ming instilled into Ford constrained his divergent thinking, causing him to always rely on the application of fossil fuels for the energy in the magic stone.

But Zhong Ming has been practicing "enchantment" skills recently, and he knows that some of Blue Star's principles are probably fallacies in Zoya's world!

Damn it, mana can fly to the sky and escape to the earth, so why does it have to boil water?

Ford seemed to be awakened by something. He stood there and muttered to himself: "Why do I need to boil water? Yes, why do I have to boil water? Magic energy and fuel are not the same thing!"

Ford said as he turned around and ran towards the laboratory.

"Hey, come back, come back, wasn't your house just bombed? Let's talk first, don't rush."

Zhong Ming grabbed Ford.

"Ford, a wizard, although strength is not the only criterion that determines how close he is to the truth, but strong strength can make it easier for you to get closer to the truth, instead of shrinking back from the explosion of failed experiments now, you know what I mean.

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Zhong Ming was persuasive: "Look, some of the wizard apprentices who are 90 points of talent like you are already trying to break through to the advanced apprenticeship, but you have just entered the intermediate apprenticeship. Do you understand what I mean?"

"You don't lack resources, strength, and knowledge. Why don't you spend some energy and improve your strength? This way you will be stronger physically and mentally, recover faster, and be able to work overtime better in the long run (cross out).

Pursue the truth!",

"It will take some time for the laboratory and equipment to be restored. Let's practice hard."

Ford sheepishly agreed and promised to work hard.
Chapter completed!