Magicians never make wishes

Chapter 109 Are they all still alive?

"To be honest, you should listen to the cat's advice and not release your mental energy so easily," Grek said with some regret. "My research requires excluding other factors before making a detailed record of the entire process—your sudden involvement has made very limited contribution to the research."

"Of course, your temporary solution was the best performing among all the test subjects."

Greck highly praised Ronan's approach of using "psychological fear" in reverse.

Other experimental subjects generally do not do this.

Being able to detect anomalies in hallucinations is already commendable, let alone being able to immediately come up with a solution.

Moreover, Ronan's solution is not something that ordinary people can replicate.

He precisely controlled the power of his mental magic, stopping at just enough to wake himself up without causing any other harm.

Greck felt that even he himself might not be able to do as well as Ronan with this unparalleled control.

Thinking of this, Greck couldn't help but glance at the freshman who had suddenly joined his experiment, a strong interest rising in his eyes.

As new resources become increasingly scarce, the amount of consumables for experiments also decreases.

The "Hallucination Plague" requires a large number of experimental samples, and the resources he could apply for have been almost exhausted.

If we can have stable experimental subjects, it can make up for the problem of insufficient sample size.

Greke thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible.

In reality, Ronan was not as adept at controlling mental magic as the other party imagined.

He simply reduced the power of "mental fear" to the minimum and then rammed it into his own mind.

After undergoing several enhancements, his soul began to develop a certain degree of self-protection. "Mental fear"

It didn't even disturb the divine essence; it was kept at bay by the soul's defenses, serving only a slight warning function.

In his view, hallucinations are external deceptions that do not directly interfere with the soul; at most, they deceive the consciousness. Therefore, divinity cannot suppress or eliminate them.

The effect of "psychological fear" is like forcibly packaging this external deception together and turning it to attack the soul.

It has a strong sense of "What are you babbling about? Let's attack the soul together."

"What's your name?" Grek asked Ronan, suppressing his excitement.

"White Night," Ronan answered honestly.

"I meant your real name." Grek realized that "White Night" sounded more like a nickname or something similar.

Ronan hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should lie to the other party and say that this was his real name.

However, sensing the scrutinizing gaze directed at him, he realized he wasn't so easily fooled and might even be perceived as provoking. So, he dutifully revealed his real name: "My name is Ronan."

"Very good, no lying." A barely perceptible glint flashed in Greck's eyes.

These words startled Ronan.

How does he know if I'm telling the truth?

Could it be that the other party has the ability to detect lies?

Ronan remained calm on the surface, but secretly resolved to be even more careful with his words in front of Grek in the future. "My research is short-handed. Would you be willing to come and help out often?" Grek asked with a smile.

The other party's questioning seemed to be a formal inquiry, but considering that he was able to directly recruit freshmen to be experimental subjects here, and that he was not the only one, it was more like a polite inquiry.

Whether Ronan agrees or not is not important.

"Of course, my lord."

"Very good, I admire intelligent people the most. From now on, you will call me Professor Grecker, just like Miss Margaret, and participate in my research together."

He looked at the little girl beside him and asked seriously, "Miss Margaret, could you please look after him for me for a while?"

"Yes, Professor Grecker." Margaret nodded quietly and watched Grecker leave.

Then, she took out a paper contract and handed it to Ronan, "Sign this cooperation agreement, and you'll receive some magic stones every month from now on."

Ronan felt that Professor Grecker's attitude toward Margaret was a little too polite.

However, upon seeing the cooperation agreement before him, he had no time to think about the problem, and even overlooked what the reward magic stones were.

He has a real psychological aversion to these kinds of contracts and agreements that require signing.

The last time a similar scene occurred was when a confidentiality agreement was signed at the Adventurers' Guild in Moonless City.

Although a deity was present at the time, easily neutralizing the opponent's underhanded tactics—

But he didn't believe there was only one such method.

Ronan reached out and took the agreement.

Although the paper agreement did not take the opportunity to invade his soul, he did not relax at all.

"Just sign your real name."

Margaret emphasized the words "real name" and then added, "From now on, you will come to the research institute regularly to cooperate with experiments, and you will receive 4 magic stones every month."

"Magic stone?" Ronan finally realized and asked.

"It's the common currency for extraordinary individuals, and it can also be used to strengthen and replenish mental energy. High-quality magic stones can even have a slight strengthening effect on the soul—"

"Miss Margaret, I've never seen a magic stone before. May I ask how many gold dragons a regular magic stone is worth?"

"We usually use low-level magic stones, which are about the size of your fingernail. One of these magic stones is worth about 1000 gold dragons."

Margaret immediately added, "However, very few people would exchange magic stones for useless gold coins."

Ronan was taken aback by the price of the magic stone.

He only has 1000 gold dragons in his bag right now, which is the money he painstakingly saved up for the expenses of going to the academy.

"What do I need to do?"

The high compensation for participating in the research suggests that the risks must be considerable.

"Cooperate," Margaret said coldly.

"Is it the same kind of coordination as before?" Ronan pressed.

"All I can tell you is that Professor Grecker's research is called 'Hallucination Plague,'" Margaret said, then abruptly added, "I hope you can persevere."

Upon hearing this, Ronan was immediately horrified.

High returns do indeed correspond to high risks.

"Miss Margaret, may I ask you another question?"

Seeing that the other party did not refuse, Ronan continued to ask, "How many freshmen participated in the experiment before?"

"Nearly a hundred," Margaret replied after a moment's thought.

Are they all still alive?

Ronan looked at Margaret with a complicated expression, trying to judge the current situation of those who came before him by observing her reaction, and thus predict his own future fate.

"Of course, they're all doing well."

Margaret's expression remained unchanged.

Ronan, with his spiritual perception, could not determine whether what she said was true or false.

However, Ronan felt that the other party had no reason to lie to him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, it's not some kind of meat grinder research.

Just as he was feeling greatly relieved, Margaret suddenly reminded him, "I suggest you don't easily release your spiritual energy here."

Ronan immediately put away the miniaturized mental domain, remembering the consequences of previously expanding it.

Although this time, in order to observe Margaret, he deliberately narrowed his mental domain, keeping it only between the two of them.

"Last time, a freshman ignored the warnings and not only contracted the hallucination plague, but also angered the Soul Devouring Beast, who bit him to pieces and ate him."

Margaret pointed to a faceless beast sleeping in a transparent culture tank in the distance and solemnly warned it.

"Didn't you say all the freshmen are doing just fine?"

Ronan was taken aback and immediately asked in return.

"Yes, the freshmen who participate in the research are considered Professor Grek's property by default. No one can steal the professor's property, not even the Soul Devouring Beast."

"You mean—"