"Elders, now that things have come to this, I cannot escape blame. If this matter can be resolved smoothly, I am willing to resign my position. Now I would like to carefully consult the elders for their opinions. Is that okay?"

The atmosphere in the laboratory was extremely tense, and everyone was roughly divided into three factions: those who were wavering, those who supported the discharge of the solution, and those who were firmly opposed.

There are many different opinions and no consensus.

As soon as Nanger entered the laboratory, he witnessed this tense scene and happened to hear the helpless words of the patriarch Siger.

Sige's face looked solemn, with worry and anxiety flashing in his eyes.

When Sige saw Nanger walk in, a smile instantly broke out on his serious face, but it quickly disappeared.

"I'm back."

"Well, Chief, I have successfully found medicine to cure the villagers. Please rest assured, elders." Nanger's voice was full of calmness.

"Found it? How is that possible?!"

Upon hearing that the problem that had troubled them for so long could be solved, a figure in a black robe with an unclear face suddenly let out a hoarse cry, his voice tinged with sharpness and disbelief.

"Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission." Nanger didn't want to say much, but just responded simply.

He knew that time was running out and he had to tell everyone about the antidote as soon as possible and save the lives of the villagers.

Then he briefly recounted their experience in the forest. Involuntarily, he omitted Mu Yunchu, as that girl probably didn't want anyone to know her existence.

The room suddenly became filled with an eerie silence.

"You said you found some magical golden flowers deep in the forest, and you accidentally used them to save Sui Jin. It turned out to be the antidote, and then you and your group rushed back. Although you encountered some danger, it wasn't fatal?"

"Haha, kid, should I say you're good at fooling people or what are you trying to hide? Or do you think we're too old to think of anything?"

The black-robed elder, whose body was covered with exquisite golden ornaments, asked in a slightly sarcastic tone.

She also wore a black mask with carved patterns on it.

Nanger was silent for a moment, then spoke, "This is roughly what happened. I have successfully brought back the antidote. Please trust me."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and a woman who was wrapped tightly with only her head exposed ran in hurriedly.

Seeing so many elders, he first crossed his hands in front of his chest, then half-knelt and saluted everyone.

"Chief, Elder Alanbeta, and all the elders, good evening. Four children came to the patient room and said they had found an antidote. I would like to ask Nangel if this is true."

Although she asked so many people, her eyes were fixed on Elder Alanbetta.

Nanger's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he stared at the person who came.

"I had good intentions but ended up doing something bad. I was so anxious to save the patient that I didn't inform the elders first. Now what's wrong? I was thinking of saving as many people as possible!"

Anyone with a little bit of common sense could hear the sarcasm in his words.

The elder who had expressed surprise earlier felt that something was wrong and quickly coughed a few times in a hoarse voice.

Seeing this, Elder Alanbetta quickly gave the woman a look and said, "Go and save the people first. Although we don't know whether the things are real or fake, we can still trust Nanger. Go."

The woman lowered her head and responded, then said goodbye to everyone and left in a hurry.

Seeing the woman leave, Alanbeta's eyes, which were covered by the mask, flashed with a hint of cruelty and greed. No one noticed it, except the mechanical doll on Nanger's back, who was staring at her.

"Okay, now can we talk about machine operation?"

Seeing that everyone seemed to be lost in thought after the woman left, Sig asked a question immediately after a sudden thunderclap.

“This heavy rain makes me feel uneasy.”

The elder wearing an ancient black butterfly mask spoke first. He also felt that the machine should be shut down as soon as possible to resolve the crisis in the forest and their village.

"Let's not wait any longer. If someone among us really did turn on the device, and they come out now to admit it and turn it off, no one will say anything. They should just voluntarily accept the punishment."

Besides, I think we should stop going through this so-called ceremony of admitting our mistakes, since so much time has passed.

I think there are only two options. One is to open and close everything immediately, and consider the consequences separately.

The other is to directly start the ceremony to detect who opened the container. Time waits for no one, so raise your hand and decide.

Nanger suddenly seemed like a different person and made the final judgment directly.

Faced with his sudden change, no one reacted much, as if they had already gotten used to it.

But Sige seemed not to be used to it. He coughed twice.

"The former is still somewhat difficult to implement. I agree with the latter. I think if everyone has a clear conscience."

Among the elders, the black-robed old man wearing a butterfly mask seemed to be unable to hold back and was the first to speak.

"I agree."

As he murmured softly, a light orange light rose from his hand and then turned into an exquisite small octagonal glass lamp, floating in front of him.

This glass lamp has a unique luster, as if it contains endless mysterious power.

These are the containers for the spells that alchemists usually practice.

Seeing this, the remaining hesitant elders also chanted the spell, and then orange light lit up in their hands.

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