It's not that hard to open a hospital in another world, right?

Chapter 289 Straighten the communication with empty hands?
"What's up with little Gretel?"

The Lord of Thunder threw away the spoiled latte art.He glanced at what Carlisle had in hand. There were no notebooks, no scrolls—that is, no papers.No research, no summary, just a strange looking thing that looked like it was made by hand, and it was sent to him?
Archmage Carlisle bowed his head in silence, sent the generator forward and placed it on the teacher's desk.The Lord of Thunder didn't even look at it, turned his back to the desk, and ground coffee beans, boiled water, made coffee, and whipped milk.Three or four magics are operated together, all of which are extremely low-level small magics, but they test the control ability.

While controlling the magic, he muttered in a low voice as if he was still talking to himself:
"Carlisle, are you saying that we are too relaxed about this little guy? What has he been busy with these past few months? He didn't advance to the advanced stage, nor did he retreat into the closed-door retreat. He made a bunch of achievements. It's all irrelevant to evocation.

——If this continues, he will almost become a conjurer! "

"Uh... Teacher, what the little guy made this time is really from the Evocation Department..."

"Oh?"

The Thunder Lord turned around.Archmage Carlisle bent slightly, held the handle of the hand generator, and tried to shake it like a mage apprentice.

As soon as the electric current moved, the Lord of Thunder stepped forward instantly.The carved half table where he grinds coffee beans is in the corner of the office, five or six steps away from the desk, but after this step, he has already reached the edge of the desk.

The legendary mage leaned forward slightly and looked at the hand generator without blinking a glance. After looking at it for a while, he suddenly stretched out his hands and tore off the wires wrapped around the wooden board.

Archmage Carlisle was startled.Sparks shot out from the Thunder Lord's hand, and at the same time as the wire was torn off, his fingers had already been released reflexively.But he remained unmoved, held the end of the wire with one hand, wound it around his fingertips a few times, and ordered:

"continue."

"Yes Yes."

Archmage Carlisle responded in a low voice.He continued to shake the handle, round and round, faster and faster.The Lord of Thunder closed his eyes slightly, carefully savoring the feeling of the current fluctuating back and forth as it passed through his body, without moving or saying a word.

After feeling it for a while, a layer of silvery white light gradually floated on the surface of the Thunder Lord's body, connecting with the current on the monocle.The electric clothes fluttered gently, expanding and shrinking silently, like breathing.Occasionally, a piece of electric spark exploded on it, fluttering in the room, and in the eyes of others, it seemed that it could explode on the spot anytime, anywhere.

Archmage Carlisle was secretly startled.However, he was reluctant to let go of this opportunity of close observation, and even refused to take a few steps back to use magic instead of manual labor. He just bowed his waist and vigorously shook the handle, while shaking, staring at the fluttering thunderclothes.After another seven or eighty quick shakes, the teacher suddenly said in a hoarse voice:
"go out!"

The voice was extremely harsh, even a little shaky, as if trying to suppress something.At the same time, the thunder clothes fluttered more violently, lines and lines appeared on it, as if they would fly out of the body at any time.This is... going to explode?

A legendary master, even if it is not the explosion of the inner core of meditation, but the explosion of the protective spell that is manifested, it is not something he can resist!If you are lucky, you will be seriously injured. If you are not lucky, you will die immediately!
The Archmage Carlisle fled immediately.Before closing the door, I glanced back, and saw that the handle of the hand-cranked generator was automatically spinning without wind, and the electric suit on the Lord of Thunder had already thrown out the first electric arc...

Suddenly there was a thunderbolt, the current surged, and the field of vision was completely white.Archmage Carlisle closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, the office was empty, and the teacher and the generator were gone.

Only in the thunder cloud outside the mage's tower, heavy thunder roared one after another, rumbling, flying higher and higher.

Archmage Carlisle leaned against the wall outside the door, sweating all over his back.After a long time, he managed to breathe evenly, and listened to the movement in the room.The Thunder Lord's office is on the 376th floor of Tongtian Tower, which is quite close to the top of the tower.The dull thunder kept rolling, and occasionally there was a big earthquake, as if it was exploding directly above the head.

Teacher, what are you doing here?What did he feel about the strange electric current just now?What are you testing again?What made him can't wait to go to the special meditation room and fly straight into the sky?

...Is nothing wrong with the teacher? !

The more worried and apprehensive, the longer the time seems to be.Archmage Carlisle's vest was wet and dry with sweat, dry and wet again, and I don't know how many times he tossed it back and forth.Finally, there was a "click" sound in the office, the door opened a gap, and the voice of the Lord of Thunder came out faintly:
"Come in."

Archmage Carlisle walked in with a heart in his hand.Stepping into the door, the scene in front of him immediately changed drastically.It is no longer desks, bookshelves, coffee pots, milk jugs, and white porcelain inlaid with gold-rimmed coffee cups, but the ground that is imaginary, clusters of dark clouds, branch-shaped lightning that sometimes falls, and spherical lightning that rolls happily...

Archmage Carlisle knew that this was the materialized mental image of the legendary mage. At this moment, it emerged according to the will of the master, and could be directly observed by other people with naked eyes.However, the interaction between the mental image and the material world is troublesome, and it is easy to be hurt by foreign enemies. Even a legendary mage would not use such a big move in a leisurely manner.

As a disciple of the Lord of Thunder, Archmage Carlisle can only see the spiritual vision of his teacher once or twice a year at most.He walked in cautiously, observing carefully as he walked.Soon he discovered something strange:

On the ground, in the sky, in the thunderclouds, among all kinds of lightning, there are countless silver and white electric rings.It fluctuates back and forth, one off and one on, and occasionally a branch of lightning strikes the electric ring, and the electric ring lights up, as if it sucks the lightning in, and the cycle continues.

"Do you understand?"

The Lord of Thunder asked.Archmage Carlisle bowed his head and thought for a while:

"I kind of understand...but..."

"Then think slowly."

The Lord of Thunder responded casually.The lightning flashed all over the sky, and Archmage Carlisle felt his whole body sinking, his feet on the ground, and the scene of the normal office was restored in front of him again.

The Lord of Thunder stood beside the large desk, holding the handle of the hand motor with his fingertips, making it circle around:

"It's a nice thing. I'll keep it for a few days.—By the way, what does the little guy want?"

Archmage Carlisle slowly repeated Gretel's request. "The little guy said that if you want to electrolyze—whether it's salt water, mithril, or anything else, you must use ordinary lightning, and you can't use this kind of direction that keeps changing..."

The Lord of Thunder hummed noncommittally.He lowered his eyebrows and thought for a while, then walked from the desk to the window, and from the window back to the desk, going back and forth several times.Finally, facing the large floor-to-ceiling glass window, with a pull of both hands, a finger-thick arc jumped out of the palm, and jumped between the index fingers of both hands.

The Lord of Thunder stared at the arc in front of him.On the monocle, the current flickered and flickered non-stop.After a while, his right hand left the end of the arc, approached his left hand, and stroked in vain——

Archmage Carlisle stood behind the teacher, and saw countless blue and white fluorescent lights bursting out in the palm of the teacher's right hand.Fragile and scattered, life and death are endless.At the same time, the same fluorescent light burst out from the monocle, and it kept shrinking inward, as if being pinched by an invisible hand.

After a stroke, pause for a moment, observe, and do it again.After three or five rounds, the arc in his hand seemed to be thinner.However, in the induction of Archmage Carlisle, the arc in the teacher's hand seemed to have been combed, and it flowed in one direction honestly, no longer going back and forth, and constantly changing the flow direction.

"It can be done." The Lord of Thunder nodded, organized his language, and explained to the students:

"Add a plug to the current, or something similar. Let the lightning flow in one direction only, and it will be blocked from the opposite direction. The reason is this. To make something like this, You go figure it out.

——By the way, you asked the little guy to write a paper and submit it. What is this thing he made, how was it made, and why it can send out electricity.Then contact "Arcane" to publish the thesis, and by the way, post a reward in my name after the article, soliciting this thing.The reward amount..."

Speaking of this, I thought about it for a while, too little does not meet the status of a legendary mage, and too much is unnecessary.Well, it’s enough to make a plausible statement. Anyway, magicians of his own school dare not pay attention to his needs:
"Just 5000 contribution points! — By the way, you should send a message to Thunder Horn first, so that we can work harder!"

"Yes!"

Archmage Carlisle quickly withdrew.That night, Gretel received the news that the Lord of Thunder personally called his name and asked him to write a paper.

"What? 5000 contribution points?!"

The pen in Gretel's hand fell to the ground on the spot.He quickly bent over to pick it up, touched it, and blew on it—[Endless Ink Pen] is a level 9 magic item!If it breaks, the loss will be heavy!
Although it is said that high-level magic items are not so easy to break, but what if!
"Oluo, these 5000 contribution points...do you want us to earn it ourselves?"

Just a rectifier!Such a high price!Although Gretel was not an electronic engineering major in his previous life, he still remembered that it seemed, maybe, it seemed that a few diodes would be enough?
... By the way, how are diodes made?He only knows that it can be bought in the market. As for how to do it, it seems to be related to silicon and quartz?Is it going to melt down?But when it is melted, it becomes glass... crystallization, he doesn't know anything about the crystal phase...

"Do you have an idea?"

"No……"

"Forget it then!" Aurora thought about yesterday's weird-looking thing. The boss took a long time to put it together and took it apart.

"Boss, let's write the thesis first. The thesis requested by the Lord of Thunder is also published in "Arcane", and the rewards must be indispensable! Think about the last time, the phlogiston paper, this time the rewards It will definitely not be less than last time!"

"Ah—don't mention the paper to me!"

Gretel slammed his entire upper body on the desk, feeling weak.

Papers, papers...a coil cutting a magnetic field produces electricity...so why electricity?How much does he want to prove?In this damn world, the microcosm has not been pushed to the atomic level, so is he going to get electrons out?

He can't figure it out either!
He can only copy the principle part, ask him to explain further, it is better to let him die!

"Oro—you write the thesis!"

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