After I quit the team, they chased me

She looked up and saw that the scene around her had changed drastically. She had arrived at the alchemy workshop.

Around her are Simon, White Bone, Xiao Qian, Little Shark and others.

I fell asleep.

Roy looked at the surrounding scene. He was studying blood in the bedroom one second ago, and came here the next second. This could only be Simon's dream.

Ever since Simon acquired the dream space skill, he can train five or six times a day, each time for a whole day.

Under extreme training conditions, you can achieve six plus one training volume, which is seven days' worth.

Of course, under normal circumstances Simon wouldn't train twice in a row in the middle of the night.

Generally, five dream training sessions are the main component, supplemented by one day in reality, which is a five plus one format, which is approximately equal to six days of training.

Among them, the effect of dream training is better than reality.

People who really want to work hard will train to the maximum intensity in their dreams, challenge their limits in various ways, and grow much faster than in reality.

At present, the Snow Mountain Adventure Team has used the dream space to train for an amount of time equivalent to two months.

The above is just a difference in time.

In terms of quality, the quality of dream training is twice as good as others.

From this point of view, our growth rate is far more than two months.

The two-month training volume can be compared with the four-month training volume of ordinary people.

……

As usual, Simon gave some instructions to the others and let them do their own things, then came to the nanny Roy.

"How about it, Roy, have you got any inspiration for the direction of new skills?" Simon asked.

"I've already measured its basic properties, but its burning damage is too high. I'm afraid I can't treat it, so I dare not drink it all." Roy said.

This dream came at the right time, so she could make more radical attempts.

Simon nodded, then looked at the blood on the table.

This is the blood of the blood demon, currently burning slowly in the clay bowl, releasing crimson flames.

The surface temperature of the flame was quite high, and before people got close to it, they could feel a gust of hot air coming towards them.

Simon thought about it and didn't let Roy drink it. He reached out to touch the flame himself.

Anyway, he is like the creator in the dream, so it doesn’t matter if he gets injured, he can be repaired in time.

When Simon touched the flame, he immediately felt his fingers burning, and the blood inside boiled to the extreme, reaching the ignition point.

The flames that were deep red to black were born from the blood and burned wantonly.

Simon observed closely from the perspective of the creator in his dream, staring at the burning inside his skin.

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He saw his blood vessels turned into fuses, and the flames spread along the fuses all the way to his elbow, soon burning half of his arm and then the entire arm.

The feedback on his body was that Simon's entire arm was burning with deep red flames, which was quite exaggerated.

Values ​​such as -70, -80, and -90 were also displayed above Simon's head, and the values ​​continued to expand.

Roy immediately took out his staff and added blood to Simon.

Simon looked inside the blood vessels beneath the skin and saw that the red flames were being suppressed by the blood-colored healing light waves unique to the vampires, and the area where the flames could burn was shrinking.

They go out and then burn again, fighting against the healing light waves.

But generally speaking, the therapeutic light waves firmly suppressed the burning tendency and advanced steadily.

Simon saw the flame on his right arm gradually getting smaller, and with an idea in his mind, he directly cast a two-dimensional plane projection in the alchemy workshop.

It shows a microscopic perspective, which is the battle between the source blood flame and the healing light waves in Simon's subcutaneous blood vessels.

It was also the first time that Roy saw such a detailed perspective. At first, she didn't know where the picture was, until Simon pointed out that these were blood vessels, muscles, healing light waves and flames, then she suddenly realized.

"This perspective is so amazing." Roy observed carefully while treating the patient.

Such a fantastic projection is too magical and unheard of.

Old Wim was lying on the old man's recliner in the alchemy workshop. At first, he didn't take the projection image seriously.

After listening to Simon's explanation of the terms, his cloudy eyes suddenly lit up. He stood up swiftly and walked over to watch quietly.

The master went to see it. The two apprentice alchemists looked at each other and came over as well. They stood behind their master and watched silently, their eyes burning and their faces full of curiosity.

The internal structure of the human body is so huge and complex. Looking at the dense network of blood vessels and the distribution of muscle fibers, it seems like the most wonderful design of nature.

The most attractive thing is the blood-colored healing light waves traveling in the blood vessels. It seems to have independent consciousness, invading every burning blood vessel and suppressing the flames.

This is a tough battle.

The source of the flames was in the area of ​​Simon's fingers, where they first came into contact with the flames.

The goal of the therapeutic light waves is to suppress it all the way to the end, plug the gap in the skin, and completely extinguish the signs of fire.

Until the continuous damage caused by the burning of the source blood flame has been cured, Simon no longer loses blood and returns to full blood.

"call--"

Roy put down his wand, feeling that he had fought for about three hundred rounds.

My hands are not tired, but my heart is.

She had never imagined the battle between the healing light waves and the source blood flame to be a life-and-death struggle.

Treatment is actually a very easy thing. The magic beam released at will is the healing light wave.

This is the characteristic of the profession itself. No matter how the nurse uses the magic beam, the magic attack is all healing and cannot hurt others.

Unless the nurse puts down the staff and uses physical means to attack others, such as fists or swords, she can inflict substantial blood-reducing damage.

However, this time, Roy saw that the healing beam was not a single beam of light.

After entering the human body, it splits into many light waves, shuttles through the blood vessels, and constantly suppresses the crimson flames.

Roy looked at his staff and felt confused for the first time.

Thinking back to the open and covert fighting she had just witnessed, she began to have doubts.

Healing magic seems to be in a restraining relationship with source blood fire, why is that?

"How was it? What did you feel after watching it?"

At this time, Simon saw Roy staring at the staff in a daze, and asked slowly.

Chapter 105 I know, but I just want it this way

“The healing magic seems to have self-awareness. It will actively seek out the source blood flame and suppress it.

"Yeah." Simon agreed softly.

This was Simon's first time using a microscopic perspective to perform endoscopic treatment. It was also the first time he saw it, and he didn't understand much.

"I used to think that nanny therapy was about returning the body to a certain point in time when it was in a healthy state, but now I have to rethink that," Simon said.

If you want to trace back the health record points of your body, you don't need to fight back and forth with the source blood flame.

Going back to the last recorded point should be a momentary thing, not a continuous treatment process.

The erosion range of the black and red flames should also change in an instant, changing the injury situation of the human body.

But this time it was different.

After careful observation, Simon realized that the nanny treatment mechanism he had envisioned collapsed and was no longer applicable to the scenario he had just seen.

"Time recording point?" Roy murmured.

This wet nurse's theory seems to have been mentioned in the white fruit.

At that time, Simon and Megan were arguing about the nature of therapy.

This topic is too lofty and not down-to-earth at all.

At that time, Roy had never thought about this topic, nor could he listen to their debate. He just thought the noise was very noisy.

Can't treatment be cured by just letting go? Is there any need to think about the essence of treatment?

Now Roy wants to advance to the official rank of wet nurse and become stronger, so she begins to listen carefully to Simon's theories.

"Record some points..." Roy muttered, finding it difficult to digest.

Old Wim, who had been watching from behind for a while, brightened up and laughed:

"Treatment is to trace back the time record of the body's condition? Mr. Simon, this is a fresh and interesting idea."

It had never occurred to old Wim to think about the nature of healing in terms of time.

Looking back on the past few decades of my life, no matter whether it was someone else's injury or my own injury, as long as the nanny was present, it could always be healed.

However, some minor illnesses were not discovered and treated in time. When he found them and asked the nanny to treat them, they were not cured. This made old Wim a little troubled and puzzled.

Old Wim's back is not very straight. If you look closely, you can see that it has a slight curve. This is the result of not receiving timely treatment.

Therefore, Simon's theory resonated with old Wim, who secretly praised it as a genius idea.

Simon shook his head and said:

"You saw it just now. This is the entanglement and struggle of two forces. Roy's healing power overwhelmed the destructive power of the flames. Such a specific change process actually has nothing to do with the time node."

Roy nodded, feeling that Simon was right, it was indeed a clash of two forces.

The three of them analyzed the issue silently for a while and exchanged ideas.

As an apprentice alchemist, he had no idea what was going on and could not get a word in. He could only stand by and listen.

Suddenly, Simon turned around and called the two trainees, "Lingcao, Haiyan, call Baitang as well. Maybe we can exchange more ideas."

"Okay senior."

The two trainees went out excitedly to look for sugar.

Medical knowledge exchanges like this are also helpful to alchemists.

For example, when refining a therapeutic potion, one can understand the potion's effectiveness principle more quickly.

Not long after.

Bai Tang rushed to the scene, and before he could say hello, he saw Roy with blue and white hair reaching out to touch the flame, causing his entire arm to burn.

"Sugar, give treatment."

As Simon spoke, he drew a circle with one hand and transferred the projected image to Roy's injured part.

When Bai Tang received the treatment order, he subconsciously held the cross in his hands, clasped his hands in front of his chest, thought of Simon, and began to pray.

A bright holy light descended from the sky and landed on Roy.

Roy did not make a move.

She looked at the circular projection next to her and saw the holy light like water, soaking the blood vessels and dyeing the red blood vessels into holy white.

The flames burned the white blood vessels, like a mouse encountering a cat, and the fire was so scared that it turned white.

The whole process happened extremely quickly. The deep red to black flames turned white and retreated all the way to the source and disappeared on their own.

At this time, the holy light has not yet healed the wound completely.

This shows that the Holy Light's suppression of the dark forces is indeed powerful.

"Wait, this is the power of darkness. After I learn it, will I also turn evil?" Roy muttered to himself.

Bai Tang stopped praying when he saw her health bar was full, and walked over to her and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about, Roy?"

“There is nothing wrong with power itself, but with the person who uses it.”

Simon said as he played a replay of the treatment process. The healing form of holy light was completely different from Roy's blood-colored healing light waves. It was so powerful that it could destroy anything with just a touch of fire.

It can be seen that the healing cores of nurses of different professions are also different.

If this is the case, Simon's theory of the essence of treatment is not completely useless and still has reference value.

When Roy heard this, his heart skipped a beat and he felt that it made sense.