Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1616 1588. Surgery Progress Jumps
Lann couldn't use his influence to force Margarita to change her will.

He is their lover, girlfriend, bed partner, and friend. He plays different roles at different times, but he is not their master.

The sorceresses who can present "strong, rebellious, and independent" as the label of their collective character to the world will never accept a person who dominates them in terms of personality.

Margarita cared about her students, something Lan knew from the time they met.

She has her own decision, and Lan En can't interfere, nor does he have the right to interfere.

But at least, through Margarita, Lan En learned about the existence of a hidden, conspiracy-like organization called the Sorceresses' Guild.

Margarita wants to play the role of an observer and bring more news.

"Thanks, dear."

Margarita was very tender, she pulled Lan's neck down and they kissed each other.

Then the witcher stood up.

"As expected, being away for half a year doesn't feel like anything under normal circumstances, but when things start to change dramatically, a lot of things change."

Lan En sighed slightly, but quickly sorted out his thoughts.

He turned to look at the falconer who was watching the fun.

"Come on, Cassandra. We have other things to do now."

As he spoke, Lan En walked behind Tishaya and kissed her slender neck as a farewell.

During this process, Tishaya gently stroked Lan En's cheek and responded to him.

Follow Lan through Aretuza's castle.

Half a year ago, in preparation for the Wizard Summit, this magnificent and luxurious castle was filled with busy sorceress apprentices.

There are also huge long banners hanging from the dome, as well as wreaths, tapestries and other decorations hung everywhere.

But now, the number of apprentices in the academy has dropped sharply, and even this huge castle seems empty.

Along the way, even Lan En felt that things and people had changed.

Although nothing happened to Tissaia and Heng Gedimitis, the backup for the warlock group will not disappear, and both the Aretuza and Ban Ader academies will continue to operate and return to normal.

But after all, the contrast is too great.

Normally, those female sorceress apprentices would be bold and blatant towards Lan En, throwing him a wink or doing other tricks from an angle where their teacher and dean couldn't see.

A healthy and energetic woman like Cassandra might also be harassed.

But now I haven't met many people along the way, and even if I did, most of them seemed very cautious.

"I thought there would be a lot of people in the academy." Cassandra looked around curiously and said, "It's such a big place, but there are only so few people?"

She was not amazed by the castle itself. After all, she said it was from ancient Greece. In fact, it was a bunch of spectacular buildings that would be a waste of money and effort even if people wanted to replicate them in modern times.

If she was amazed, it was probably because of the architectural style, the decorations and the works of art in the castle that made her feel novel.

"Of course, this number is not normal," Lan En turned around and explained, "Although I didn't tell you in detail before, you should have heard that this place has encountered changes before, and many apprentices were taken away by parents who were afraid of getting into trouble."

"Normally, if you just walked down that corridor," Lan En pointed behind the two men who had just walked by, teasing, "someone would deliberately pass by you and slip a note into your collar."

"Is there anyone here who can slip a note into my collar?"

Cassandra's attention was focused in an odd way.

"Technically speaking, there should be none. But intentionally speaking, there should be quite a few."

Lan En said as he pushed open the door of the crystal cultivation laboratory.

Lan En walked in familiarly and activated each device one by one.

As the reserve magic power was injected, the base crystals on several cultivation platforms lit up.

Cassandra watched all this in confusion, and cautiously approached a set of telescopes at the door to take a look.

Normally, this set of telescopes is used by wizards from all over the world in the project team to communicate with each other on research progress.

But now, it has obviously been covered in dust.

Lan began to put on a white coat and tied his messy silver hair behind his head. He picked up a clipboard and a quill pen and began to write and draw.

Because Cassandra's arrival means that the artifact of the Isu civilization, the Ankh Cross, a super-technical fully automatic intelligent surgical device, is also fully usable.

So now Lan actually has a series of plans that require its assistance.

"Wow." The falconer, who had just looked at the set of telescopes, turned around and saw Lan En lowering his head and working on his plan seriously. He couldn't help but make an interested sound.

Of course, Cassandra had never seen such a thing as a white coat.

But when Lan En put it on, tied up his hair and wrote and drew seriously, she saw a kind of abstinence beauty in her eyes. "Hey." Cassandra's fingers rubbed the table, followed her footsteps and approached Lan En, her voice ambiguous and low, "This place is so big, I wonder if we can first..."

"I'm sorry, Cassandra. No."

Lan En knew what the woman's expression was without even raising his head.

Immediately, a thick stack of paper that Lan En had been holding in his hand was rolled up into a paper tube and pressed against her forehead, causing her to lean back and take a step.

The falconer curled his lips in disappointment.

"Actually according to my plan, there are so many things we are going to do next."

Lan En rolled up a pile of papers into a tube and opened it up again, placing it in front of Cassandra.

"Wait. What is this?" Cassandra was stunned. "You just wrote and drew for a while and you came up with so many things?"

"Not just now." Lan En explained, "I have been organizing these things for a long time, but today I took out a lot of them at once. I was writing and drawing just to plan the time to execute these things."

In fact, what Lan En wrote and drew could not even be considered a plan, because the truly complete plan had already gone through countless experimental processes in Mentos' task list.

Lan En wrote it just for the convenience of his assistants.

"Gods above!" Cassandra had no choice but to roll her eyes and mutter to herself as she began to look at the pile of papers.

But the more she looked, the more confused she became.

On the khaki parchment, most of these papers drawn by Lan En were anatomical diagrams of various parts of the human body.

Cassandra had not studied these in detail, but she had killed many people, and her methods were always more "violent" because of the strong protective power of the "artifacts" in that world.

She knew that many things in this picture should not exist in a normal human body.

But there they were in Lan's sketch, almost beautiful in their harmony.

Next to it is an equally beautifully written academic explanation.

Using a feather pen, he drew on parchment the organs of human enhancement surgery in the interstellar era. While doing these things, Lan En couldn't tell whether he was in a [memory dive].

After all, the tone is very similar to that of the human empire.

However, the primitiveness of the knowledge carrier does not hinder the depth and advancement of the knowledge itself.

Cassandra tried hard to understand, but after a long time she was still struggling with the pictures, and couldn't understand the text next to it, which was the real key point.

I read it hard, but I couldn't remember it because I couldn't understand it at all. I only had a vague impression of a few words.

For example, words like 'drilling a hole into the brain through the occipital bone', 'adjusting nerve movement and sleep rhythms', and 'pre-digestion'.

Cassandra watched for about ten minutes, feeling dizzy, and then she couldn't bear to watch any more.

She took the stack of papers away from her eyes and threw them on the table which was neatly arranged by Tishaya.

He reached out and pulled a strange-shaped cross from his belt.

The shorter vertical line on the cross turned into an elliptical ring.

——The Isu artifact from Egypt, the [Ankh Cross]!
Her fingers hooked the ring on the Ankh Cross and turned it casually. But even with this careless attitude, the Isu artifact, whose power ordinary people could not touch, automatically emitted a golden light.

Lan had suspected that in that world, there were probably no people whose Isu genes were purer than those of Cassandra and her brother.

The siblings can use almost all discovered Isu artifacts and gain enhancements from them.

To this day, the rumor is circulating throughout the Aegean Sea: The Falconer is an absolute demigod!

"Last time, I only helped you put a small piece of stuff into your brain. Now you want to put so many things into your body?!"

Cassandra exclaimed in helplessness and shock.

"Gods be above! Lan En, how many trials do you have left?"

The last time she helped Lan En and used the Ankh Cross to implant the "Holy Gland" in her brain, Lan En explained to her that her actions were equivalent to the twelve trials that Hercules had to endure.

This is also an explanation that can be accepted by Cassandra's worldview.

In fact, it is almost the same. Every operation performed by the Space Marines is indeed dangerous and powerful, like a trial of life and death.

"Because of your help, I feel relieved and my plan is a little bolder."

Lan En chuckled softly as he gathered up the stack of papers that Cassandra had thrown onto the table and pasted them in order on the crystal bases of the culture tables in the laboratory.

By the time he finished, the entire laboratory had been planned out as a step-by-step process for a large-scale biochemical operation in his eyes and mind.

Yes, a major biochemical operation.

Lan En's fingers tapped lightly on the rolled paper tube as his thoughts raced at a rapid pace, making a dull "hollow" sound.

With the help of the Ankh Cross, a highly intelligent and fully automatic surgical device, he is ready to make a leap forward in the progress of his surgical procedures!
(End of this chapter)