Collapse, surrender to me!

But now it's not moving.

"Is it because of insufficient evidence?"

"Ah, that's it."

Mustang nodded, unhappily.

"These rats are extremely responsive. If you find anything relevant, come to me immediately... So, do you have anything else to do?"

"Indeed."

Edward hesitated.

"That bishop used the Philosopher's Stone to create a synthetic beast. Although I don't understand how that inferior stone created different kinds of beasts, since it really created that kind of creature, it proves that it conforms to the law... If we can find this law, it may help us recover."

Alchemy is about understanding, decomposition, and reconstruction.

It's like doing math problems.

Start learning from 1+1.

But it’s different with the Philosopher’s Stone. It’s like a computer that can give you the answer directly.

That is, to achieve things that cannot be achieved under normal circumstances.

Although sometimes, the final answer seems outrageous.

But existence is reasonable.

Perhaps the things they cannot understand are common in another part of the universe. The Philosopher's Stone is equivalent to directly showing them a result that is higher than their current technological level.

Just like that bishop’s understanding of alchemy was extremely superficial, but as long as he put several beasts together and then tapped them with the philosopher’s stone, he would get a powerful synthetic beast.

The results alone were enough to crush a large number of state alchemists to the ground.

"But we don't know much about biological transmutation, and we are not much better than that bishop..."

"Is that so... Then let me recommend an expert to you."

Mustang pulled out a file from a pile of documents.

Above is a photo of a middle-aged man wearing glasses and with no expression on his face.

"The Alchemist of Life, Xiu Tucker."

"He is a national alchemist who studies synthetic beasts. I will take you to meet him."

……

"Two years ago, Tucker successfully created a synthetic beast that could understand human language and obtained the qualification of a national alchemist."

On the drive to the specialist.

Mustang briefly introduced the Life-Embracing Alchemist in the carriage.

"Can you understand human language?"

Edward was stunned.

"You mean, being able to communicate normally with humans?"

Even the synthetic beast created by the bishop using the Philosopher's Stone does not have this ability.

The only commands he could understand were "jump on him!" and "bite him!"

This does not count as understanding human language.

It's just simple training for the beast.

Just find any dog ​​and train it.

If that expert really created a synthetic beast that could understand human language, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had created a new race.

This significance and level even surpassed what the bishop had refined with the aid of the Philosopher's Stone.

There is no comparison between wild beasts and true intelligent life.

It was only natural that he could become a national-level alchemist through this.

"Yes, that synthetic beast can understand what others say and can speak."

Mustang nodded and spoke softly.

"But there was only one thing I said - I want to die."

"Then, the synthetic beast died of starvation."

Mustang said calmly.

But Edward felt a chill.

……

"What a magnificent house..." Edward exclaimed as he looked at the three-story villa in front of him.

"There's nothing to be envious of. If you and Grayshu are willing to settle down in Central City, the military will also allocate a set for you."

Mustang explained as he rang the doorbell.

"This is the basic treatment for a national-level alchemist."

boom!

The door opens.

A dark figure jumped out of the door, startling Edward.

It's a big white dog.

Following the big dog came a little girl who was much shorter than Grace. Her name was Nina, and she was the daughter of Hugh Tucker.

If Grace is twelve years old, then this little girl is only six or seven years old.

It's almost the difference between a little girl and a loli.

Nina was looking at the visitors with excitement.

"Wow, Dad, look, there are so many guests today!"

"Who is it? No one should be coming recently."

Hugh Tucker, who followed behind, looked different from the photo.

Compared to the capable and vigorous appearance in the photo.

At this time, Xiutak was sleepy and looked sad.

His chin was covered with sparse stubble and looked unkempt, as if he hadn't trimmed it for a long time.

Even the whole person exudes a smell of decay.

"Hugh Tucker?"

Edward couldn't help but reconfirm it.

Although I heard that research-oriented alchemists all have different quirks, this was still a bit outrageous.

It gives people a feeling of insecurity.

The most important thing is that he is completely different from how he looked when he was certified as a National Alchemist in the information.

After everyone entered the house, this feeling became stronger.

A sink filled with unwashed dishes.

A corner full of cobwebs.

The floor is covered with paint and I don’t know if it can be cleaned.

It was hard to imagine that the interior of the glamorous villa that had made Edward envious before was in this state.

"I'm sorry, our home has become like this since my wife passed away."

Hugh Tucker slightly tidied up the sofa for guests.

Edward thought that he needed help, so he pinched his nose and sat down.

Grayshut sat on Alphonse's shoulders.

It looks like the little girl sitting on a robot in some old Japanese animations.

Of course Al didn't mind, and he was so happy that he didn't know what to do.

(Alas, people who have a crush on someone and have unrequited love are so humble.)

Edward glanced at his brother speechlessly.

As for Tucker's words, he didn't know how to respond.

How can the house become like this after his wife died... He is an adult after all, can't he even take out the trash?

However, if this alchemist is a sentimental person, it would not be good if these words irritated others.

"Nice to meet you, Edward, and this Grayshu."

Hugh Tucker squinted his eyes and introduced himself with a smile.

"I am the Life-Bundling Alchemist Xiu Tucker. What is the matter with this visit?"

"These two are very interested in bioalchemy," Mustang explained.

Edward was trying to heal himself.

As for Grayshu, she was simply interested in biological alchemy.

If she learned something useful, the creation of creatures from another world might be an inspiration to Grandma Mobius, and then Grandma Mobius would definitely be very happy.

then,

He chased after Alicia, who taught her to call him grandma, and chopped her across ten streets.

"So, can we see your research?" asked Gretchen.

"Of course that's no problem."

Tucker still had a gentle smile on his face, but then he changed his tone.

"However, if I want to see other people's research, can you tell me your intention? This can be considered an equal exchange."

Edward hesitated, then took off his clothes, revealing his mechanical arm.

……

"I see... Two eleven-year-old brothers violated a taboo in order to see their mother again."

Tucker stood up.

"I'm not sure if my research can be of any help to you. Come with me to the lab."

"But you should be mentally prepared. After all, although people outside have spread the word that I am a top authority in the study of synthetic beasts, the actual research process is not smooth at all. It is normal to be disappointed."

Tucker's laboratory is underground.

But it's not eerie or scary.

Bright lights.

Just through the gate, you can hear the roar of wild beasts inside.

Chapter 89: I gave you a chance, but you couldn't grasp it!

Just like Tucker himself said.

Edward was indeed disappointed.

There are many synthetic animals in the laboratory, but even though Edward has never eaten pork, he has seen pigs run.

With just a quick glance, you can see that these are actually very ordinary synthetic beasts.

For example, a three-headed dog or something like that.

It seems that there are quite a few synthetic beasts here, but none of them are worth showing off.

It was totally below the level he expected.

"Is that all...?"