Sydney felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

These people don't have to think too much about the pendants around their necks.

How did the American nation start its business?

So what if a talented wizard appeared in another country? They could easily poach him!

He also knew about the breakthrough in wizard training in Britain.

But he knew better.

Those old guys in Britain are constantly cultivating each other's sense of belonging!

They give all the good things to others as if they are free.

Sidney was very disdainful of this.

If you only start working when the time comes, it will be too late!

They, America, made up the lie of "Lizardman allies", which naturally gave them an advantage over countries that knew nothing about it.

Coupled with the long-standing prestige of America, no one can resist the temptation of a green card!

If those wizard families didn't have natural blood ties as a connection.

They can even poach people!

Sidney never took them seriously.

To go a step further.

To him, the spells that wizards are so proud of are just little tricks that can be done with modern technology.

Only the combat capabilities of the four clan leaders are acceptable.

But it is far inferior to nuclear weapons!

Besides.

To reach the level of the four clan leaders, both talent and hard work are indispensable, and only a few people can achieve it.

There is really no need to pay attention to those few people.

Sidney looked away from the female assistant.

He scanned the faces of several assistants in turn from left to right.

This was the first time he looked at them straight in the eye.

Just as he imagined, it exuded the air of stupidity and rotten wood.

Sidney's voice was not only directed at the female assistant, but also at everyone present.

"If you really worship wizards, then why not leave my institute as soon as possible and follow the direction you think is right!"

Only muffled "bang bang" sounds were heard.

A large group of people knelt on the ground again.

This time, they couldn't even think about it in their minds.

Being able to enter such a top research institute, they are all geniuses praised by the outside world.

But if they were really kicked out in disgrace...

Everyone shuddered.

There are too many things in their heads that outsiders shouldn't know.

I'm afraid there will no longer be a place for them in any advanced research institute!

Not to mention continuing research, even your freedom will be restricted!

"It seems that my assistants are paying more attention to wizards than the laboratory..."

Sidney sighed in his throat.

Everyone shuddered again.

I deeply regretted my silence just now.

Sidney stood up and looked around:

"Come on, who among you is the first to stand up and tell me why you are optimistic about wizards?"

"Jieren, do you also think that wizard spells are the direction we should explore and research?"

The old researcher, who was older than Sidney, shook his head hurriedly.

It's as if wizards are some kind of monster.

"Gasani, do you think that wizards' weird, disgusting, and useless potions are more universal than modern medicines?"

"No, absolutely not!"

The other party denied it flatly, and his glasses, which were as thick as beer bottle caps, were almost thrown away.

Sidney went around the group, asking each one their questions.

No one dared to admit the wizard's advantage.

Everyone was on pins and needles.

But in the confusion of their thoughts, they gradually discovered.

It seemed that they were thrown off balance by the imaginary wizard.

I always feel that the other party is extremely powerful and unpredictable.

But most of the spells are just child's tricks.

The spell has a long pre-casting time, a short range of influence, and very limited practicality.

Although the potion is magical, it can only cure common minor illnesses.

It can have magical effects, such as temporarily growing taller, pausing people to hear what animals say...

However, the material is very rare and the production process is complicated, so it cannot be produced industrially.

Destined to be used only by a small number of people.

The effect is also more entertaining, unlike the various nuclear bombs and machine guns in their history, which have deterrence significance above all else.

The hidden worries in everyone's hearts actually gradually dissipated a lot.

Sidney listed all the possibilities until he came to the last one:

"None of the above is true. So what you're worried about... is magic technology."

There was a dead silence in the air.

Sidney smiled.

He sat back down, tapping his fingers on the table.

"Let me guess, you're envious of the flying cars they developed?"

No one dared to speak.

But it didn't matter, Sidney didn't want them to continue.

The next second he nodded and said, as if answering his own question:

"The wizards' levitation technology is indeed well used."

Sydney didn't take other so-called magical technologies seriously.

What weapons and tools are there are just parrots following behind them.

Apart from the different energy sources used by both sides, there is nothing special about those "technologies".

If no one had created tools that were not powered by magic before.

With such a pitifully small number of wizards, it is impossible to produce such a rich variety of magical technologies.

"Magic power is a really good energy source. It has a wide range of applications, high utilization rate, and can easily cause objects to levitate..."

Sidney listed three advantages of magic in one breath, which shocked his assistants so much that their jaws dropped.

Weren't they just criticizing wizards?

Why is the adult/director praising each other again?

"but!"

Sidney changed the subject and pulled out a small silver ball from his white coat.

The female assistant looked up when she heard the sound. She recognized the ball.

It is said to be a traditional tool of wizards, a small ball that can glow continuously when injected with magic power.

It is a very portable lighting device.

The scene that appeared the next moment almost made her jaw drop.

A bright but not dazzling light came on, and it was not easy to ignore in the brightly lit operating room.

There was a burst of gasps in the room.

The lord, lit up that little ball?!

Director Sidney is a wizard?!

When the effect was almost complete, Sidney withdrew his hand with satisfaction, allowing the ball in his hand to return to its original shape.

"As you can see, I'm barely a wizard now."

That’s right, he was away for a while because he was pulled away by his superiors to practice the secret technique he had just obtained from the wizard.

Originally, he didn't intend to bring this up now.

It's a pity that these idiots are so disappointing.

Otherwise, tell them now and tie them up in the genetic research institute.

On the surface, Sidney still explained to everyone:

"Wizards can create magical technology, but their advantage lies in their ability to call upon magic power."

"As long as we can also drive magic, what advantage do they have?"

Everyone was very confused at first, but they suddenly understood after two seconds.

magic!

I see!