Georgia slipped back to the room with light steps, thinking back to the strange white military uniform worn by the young man next to the white-haired monster, and realized that there might be guests on the warship, and that the white-haired monster didn't want the other party to see her, so she sensibly stopped wandering out.
Sitting on the floor beside the bed, he took out the small mecha and checked its legs. Sure enough, he found that the adapter shaft at the right knee was installed upside down. He raised his hand and scratched his hair, found the optical computer, searched for detailed disassembly drawings of various toy mechas, and reinstalled the adapter shaft.
At dinner time, there was some noise outside the corridor. He came back to his senses from his concentration on assembling the small mecha, thought about it, and decided not to go to the cafeteria. Instead, he had dinner with the nutrient solution prepared for him by Zhuang Yu in the space button, and then continued to assemble other parts of the small mecha.
Later, Tan Shengwei, on behalf of Zhuang Yu, brought him some mental soothing agents and physical repairing fluids, and told him not to run around in the next few days and to drink the medicines on time.
Georgia looked at his dusty uniform and the fatigue on his face. Although she wondered what they were busy with, she tactfully did not talk to him any longer. After thanking him, she sent him back to rest.
Before going to bed, he took out a mental soothing drug and a physical repair liquid as usual and drank them. He felt the comfort in his mind and the laziness in his body, squinted his eyes comfortably, and lay down on the bed.
After the conversation with the white-haired monster that day, Zhuang Yu started to let him drink these potions, two a day, for ten consecutive days to stabilize his physical condition. Although he couldn't figure out what was wrong with his body and why he needed to take the medicine to stabilize it, the other party had good intentions and the medicine would indeed make his body feel better, so he obediently followed the instructions.
Maybe it was because he went to bed early today and had no training in the afternoon to consume his energy, he did not fall asleep immediately after lying on the bed. Instead, he became dazed due to insomnia. When his mind was empty, the healing magic circle that he had practiced many times in the past few days unconsciously turned in his mind.
Gradually, the magic power that had been lying quietly in the magic pool was unconsciously mobilized by him, and it slowly moved in his mind along the patterns of the healing array, vaguely forming a translucent primary healing magic array.
After realizing this, he couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth. Just as he was about to break up the magic circle, he noticed that some magic power was escaping from the magic circle. He grabbed a strand of white light that was almost transparent and invisible and dragged it towards the magic pool.
He was stunned, and the next second, he felt the familiar digging feeling, but it was too slight, almost like being tickled by a hair. It didn't hurt, but instead made him want the digging feeling to be stronger.
This is……
There were some doubts and guesses in his heart, but his magic power instinctively flew towards those white light balls, happily dragging them into the magic pool.
The spiritual power contained in the soothing agent was too little, and it was "used up" in a short while. The magic power wavered with lingering desire, and the magic circle dissipated, and all rolled back into the magic pool.
Georgia opened her eyes, was stunned for a few seconds, then sat up, took out the ball, gathered a little magic power on her fingertips and fed it to it, then held the empty container that had been filled with potions in front of it and coaxed, "Ball, try it."
The plant ball moved, pulled out a thin vine and reached in, then straightened the tip of the vine comfortably and jumped happily in his palm.
Mental strength potions are actually useful for improving magic cultivation aptitude! He fell asleep immediately after drinking the potion before, and the effect of the soothing potion was too mild, so he had never noticed this! He thought that it was a blessing from God that he could upgrade his aptitude to the primary level in this life, but he didn't expect that there would be such a surprise waiting for him later!
He excitedly fell on the bed holding the ball, pulled the quilt to wrap himself, and rolled several times on the bed.
I should have thought of it earlier. The potion that the white-haired monster fed him last time should also be a spiritual one! And the green fruit that makes you feel better after eating it... Oh my god, oh my god! If it is really what I think, then, does it mean that as long as he practices hard and takes spiritual potions, his qualifications can be gradually improved, step by step, becoming an intermediate magician, a senior magician, a great magician, or even a mage, and then draw the most advanced magic circle to help the white-haired monster cure his strange disease?
What's more, I heard that above the Grand Mage there is the Holy Mage. It is said that the Holy Mage is omnipotent. If he can become a Holy Mage, does it mean that he will have the opportunity to use the legendary highest-level forbidden spell, tear through space and go home directly?
As he thought about it, his eyelids gradually became heavy. He yawned, shrank into the quilt, and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up - Mom and Dad, I will try my best to go back to find you.
After the morning class the next day, Georgia received another message that the afternoon training class was cancelled. He nodded in understanding, returned to the room, solemnly took out an intermediate wood magic stone and an ancient magic pen, and after confirming that there was plenty of magic power in the magic pool, he rubbed his face to encourage himself and began to draw a magic circle.
First, use magic power to cut the magic stone into two round cakes with flat sides, then pour the magic power into the magic pen and start writing.
He first drew a mild healing magic circle. Because there was no magic element in the air, he had to rely on his own magic power to draw it, so the speed was a bit slow. This was also the reason why he could only practice the elementary level first. The intermediate and advanced magic circles required too much magic power, and his magic power was not enough to support the completion of the entire magic circle.
When drawing a magic circle, the magic input must be even and not interrupted. The more even the magic is, the better the magic circle will be. If the magic is interrupted, the magic circle will be invalid. Fortunately, most dwarves are very patient, so it is not too difficult for them to control the evenness of magic.
Half an hour later, the last stroke of the magic circle was connected to the first stroke, and the magic circle was completed. A soft white light rose, and the formation was lit up. The magic power in the magic stone was drawn by the magic circle and began to flow slowly along the lines of the formation, releasing a gentle wood-based healing breath.
Done!
Georgia's eyes lit up, and she touched the magic stone with care. Then she suppressed her excitement, replenished the magic power in the magic pool, carefully turned the magic stone over, took a deep breath, and picked up the magic pen again.
Another half an hour passed, and the soft light rose again. The magic stone heated up for a moment, and then a cool and purifying air mixed with healing scent spread out, clearing the brain and eliminating all fatigue.
It worked the first time! That’s awesome!
He held the piece of intermediate jadeite, which looked very delicate and beautiful after being painted, in his hands as if it was a treasure. He imagined how the white-haired monster would look like after receiving this gift, and his eyes curled up.
The magic power in this intermediate magic stone is enough to support the operation of two primary magic circles for three months. During these three months, he will practice hard and strive to replace the white-haired monster with a better magic stone after three months!
After putting the drawn magic stone into the storage ring, he was just about to take out the small mecha that he had slightly modified yesterday to study it again when there was a knock on the door. He went forward to open the door and was surprised to find that the old man standing outside was the same person from yesterday.
"grandfather?"
He looked puzzled.
Old Man Ren's face trembled, but he still couldn't get used to his intimate address. He moved his lips with a straight face and said, "The parts are stuck again."
Unexpectedly again...Georgia blinked, raised a bright smile, and replied: "I was just about to find something to do when you came, grandpa, it's great. The afternoon training was cancelled and I was feeling a little lazy."
Old Man Ren's face trembled again, and he looked away from his face. He turned around and left first, saying without looking back: "Don't dawdle, follow me!"
Georgia moved her ears and followed obediently.
This time the part was stuck in another corner of the room. There were faint signs of modification on it. Georgia didn't quite understand it, so she just honestly moved the part that seemed a little heavier to the instrument, then walked to the corner of the room and sat down, taking out the small mecha to tinker with it.
Old Man Ren stared at the top of his head for a while, then turned and walked to the instrument.
After a busy afternoon, before dinner, Old Man Ren sent Georgia to the last restricted area gate and suddenly said, "There is a problem with the modification. The weapon slot will be stuck."
Georgia was stunned and turned back to ask, but in front of her was a metal door that had just been closed.
“…”
As usual, he moved towards the room along the wall. He recalled the weapon slot structure of the small mecha, and his brows were twisted into knots - it seemed that it would really get stuck. The weapons in this world are relatively large, and the space he reserved is too small... It seems that he has to hammer the parts again.
In front of him was the corner from F1 area to E1 area. He was anxious to change his mecha and could not help but quicken his pace. When he was about to turn the corner, he suddenly heard a slick call coming from the cross corridor on the side of F1 area. His brows furrowed and his expression tensed.
This sound...
There was a sound of footsteps, and several slaves were brought out escorted by soldiers.
The warship was full of tall men of standard build. Georgia immediately spotted a middle-aged fat man walking among a group of long-legged soldiers with an excited look on his face, his fists clenched and a fierce light in his eyes.
——The person who just called him was actually the middle-aged fat man who was trying to cause trouble for him in the pit!
The bad guy who dragged him down! The gangster who tried to hurt him several times! Shameless trash!
When he first arrived here, he knew nothing and was very confused. It was this person who took advantage of his ignorance, pretended to be a good person, and tried to do evil after gaining his trust. If he had not used his only magic power to control the ore to stop him, he would have been ambushed by the other party and succeeded.
Despicable villain!
The middle-aged fat man approached and confirmed that the figure he saw was really him. He excitedly grabbed the soldier in white clothes beside him and shouted excitedly: "That kid! He's mine! He was captured with me! I thought he met with an accident in the explosion, but I didn't expect to meet him here. Take him with you! I want to take him back to the empire!"
The officer in white immediately looked at Georgia, while the officer in black frowned, pulled the middle-aged fat man hard, and shouted, "Shut up! No noise allowed!"
The officer in white immediately stopped the hand of the officer in black and said, "He is not a prisoner, but a poor slave who was rescued. Your attitude damages the image of our Federation."
The officer in black clothes tightened his face and almost couldn't help but hit him - this was their chief's warship, what qualifications did a group of unwelcome guests have to point fingers here, what nonsense!
"Yes! I am from the Empire. You soldiers from the Federation have no right to touch me!" The middle-aged fat man was immediately proud when he saw that someone was backing him up. He shook off the hand of the officer in black clothes, pointed at Georgia who was standing still, and said, "That's my child. I want to take her away. You from the Federation don't want to detain my people from the Empire."
Georgia watched his performance expressionlessly, knowing that it was too late for her to dodge now, and the situation would only become more unfavorable to her, so she simply took the initiative to step forward, and in the eyes of the middle-aged fat man who was slightly surprised and then immediately satisfied, she suddenly accelerated, clenched her fist, avoided the officers on both sides, and punched him hard in the stomach!
——Dwarves are kind-hearted and will repay a favor, but at the same time, they are stingy. They protect their shortcomings and hold grudges. As long as they have the chance, they will take revenge!
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