Technician’s Manual

Red Mist Research Institute, Laboratory No. 13.

Lann pushed the trolley open the door of the laboratory, placed the three body bags on the long table, and exhaled, "Teacher, the new materials have been delivered!"

"coming."

Lorenz came out of the room, and the big copper bell glanced at the ten body bags on the long table. With a slight movement of his nose, he smelled the rot full of death, and nodded, "Where are the dolphins?"

"The female dolphins you specified have been delivered in a water tank, but the water tank is too big to be carried. Teacher, do you want to study the newly-dead dolphins? When do you need it?"

"Not for the time being, you are responsible for taking care of her."

"Okay. Teacher, do you want to study live dolphins? Do you need to move the water tank up?"

"No need to move it up."

Not used as research material, and not moved to the laboratory?

Lann blinked, "Teacher, are you really going to study dolphins?"

"Well, of course." Lorenz said lightly, "but you remember to send her to my house later."

Gan!

As a human graduate student with excellent character and academics, Ran felt shocked by his three views-the rumor that the blue-scale murloc prefers dolphins is actually true!

"Come and unpack it." Lorenz said, "you are lucky, like my internship year, how can there be so much research material. Look well and learn well."

"Yes!"

Lorenz opened the first body bag "Human, male, obese youth, non-technologist, level 1 general material. You take it to practice your hand."

"Orc, male, sturdy young man, non-skiller, level 3 general material, you can practice your hand."

"Humans, females, normal young people, non-skills, level 3 general materials, you use them to practice."

"Elf, male, strong middle-aged, non-magic, 7-level rare material, mine."

"What did you do in the hospital... Forget it. Dog, male, strong and mature, non-technician, level 2 general materials, you take it."

Opening the last body bag, Lorenz couldn't help but shook his head, "Eight are ordinary, 2 are rare, and there is no corpse of the magician, this time I have no luck."

"Teacher, this is already very good." Lan En couldn't help but said, "Generally speaking, the hospital sends about 20 corpses to the research institute a day, and they are basically due to serious illness, aging and other reasons. Dead level 1 ordinary corpses, but even if they do, they are equally divided by the entire institute. When I was studying with Teacher Osram, sometimes there was no new research materials for a week."

"That is to say, the materials have only increased in the past few days, and even because of the restriction of "dissipating life in seven days," we can't use overtime. "

"Yeah, wow." Lawrence was actually in a good mood, and he spoke with some murloc-only bubbling sounds. "Thanks to those foreign magicians, they should come to Kaimon every year...no, once a month."

"Teacher!" Lan En was taken aback, "Speak carefully! The very master will be unhappy!"

"Relax, we are the blood saints loved by the Supreme Lord, and we will not lose the grace of the Supreme Lord because of nonsense."

"But it doesn't work, just in case someone hears the report teacher—"

"Good, good, then do you think I am wrong?"

"Of course it's not right. Once a month is too bad for the economy, Kaimon City can't stand such frequent devastation." Lann said solemnly, "If they go to the next door Princess Dream City once a month, it will be almost the same. Kaimon City is a new generation. Among the materials, one-third of them were given to the research institute in Feimeng City."

Lorenz glanced at the new student—as expected to be a pre-human, and his eyes were darker than murlocs.

A light curtain suddenly popped up, reminding Lorence that the appointment time was up, and he said to the students, "Then Ran, you should pre-process the materials first, and I have to go out if I have something to do."

"is teacher."

Taking off his robe and spraying perfume to dissipate the body odor, Lorenz left the laboratory briskly.

When passing by the water tank downstairs, he widened his eyes to admire the dolphin's graceful figure and super-sexy eyes, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and stepped into the school road shining by the blood moon.

A few days after returning to the institute, the institute quickly assigned him a laboratory.

Although Lorenz feels that he is weak and incompetent, in the entire institute, his source blood qualification is considered to be the top five, so even if he offends the'reserve big man' in the four major institutes, the institute still spares no effort. He tilts resources.

Lan is also a graduate student assigned to him in the institute. Although Lorenz is unwilling, it is a rigid rule for young researchers to lead graduate students. Secondly, there are many chores in experimental research. He does need a graduate student to help him.

Lawrence has also worked as a graduate student of others. This is a necessary step before the ‘exchange of blood’, which is equivalent to the ‘probation period’ and the ‘internship period’ before changing race.

Although the preparatory blood passed the postgraduate exam and the qualifications are guaranteed, many of the institute’s projects conflict with universal values. The institute needs to make sure that the newcomers are “smart people” who can integrate into them, rather than being promoted and domesticated as “models”. Citizens'.

Of course, the ‘probation period’ is nominally to allow graduate students to get in touch with the technicians in advance, so as to raise the faction level to silver level as soon as possible. But if the newcomer cannot fit into the ‘big family’ of the institute, his end is generally not very good—there is a joke in the institute, “Today you are my student, tomorrow you are my material”.

The institute does not deliberately violate the law, but the law does not control the institute.

By the way, the main research projects of the Red Mist Research Institute are the ‘Blood Art faction’ and the ‘Necropolis faction’. Both factions require a large number of corpses as research materials. Lorens majored in the Necromancer faction. Thanks to sufficient materials, his experiment progress can be described as rapid these days. He even summoned a new magic spirit, and the Necromancer faction faintly touched the limit of the silver realm.

If he was still dying of blood in prison, he would not be able to keep up with such a good time. So, fate is really wonderful.

When he came to the wine cafe, Lorenz greeted the snake boss, and the snake boss smiled and said, "Hey, here again? I have received a lot of good blood recently. Would you like a cup of "Song of the Elves"?"

"Elf blood? What percentage?"

"60!" The snake boss looked around and said in a low voice, "Hey, besides the fairy song, I also sell ‘Wolf Kiss’ here."

Lorenz’s fish stared at the boss, "I never heard that the church was attacked!"

"There was a Moon Shadow priest who happened to be in the outskirts at that time and encountered a large army of assailants. May the Supreme Lord have mercy on this hapless soul...Would you like it, 10 proportions!"

"A cup of fairy song, a cup of wolf kiss!"

"Hi, you really know how to drink."

Lorenz sat back where he was last time, quietly waiting for the start of the blood moon trial. For some reason, after watching the Blood Moon Trial, he suddenly liked this show, obviously he didn't bother to look at it before in prison.

Perhaps it was because he was kicked out of prison.

Perhaps it was because he knew that he would be stepped on his forehead by 222 in his life, and the other party would not notice him at all.

Perhaps it was because he accepted his ordinary.

During his studies, internships, and ceremonies in prison, Lorenz always maintained a high morale. He could satisfy himself by being touched by himself, and he did not need any entertainment to enrich his spiritual life.

But now he puts the sexual needs that he has never cared about back in front of him. He goes to wine cafes for a few drinks every night, and even likes to watch the Blood Moon Trial... The reason is that he can no longer derive happiness from'struggle'. NS.

For Lawrence, learning, research, cultivation, and exploration of the virtual world have all become tasks that have to be done.

Because he saw his ceiling, he knew that no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.

Facing the insurmountable high wall, he just wanted to lie down and do nothing.

It's funny. When he first came to the institute, Lorenz often despised the researchers who had been messing around, thinking that they were no different from the corpses in the coffin, always thinking that he would never be one of them.

‘Maybe the night I was thrown into the shattered lake, I was already dead. "Lorence calmly ponders himself" Without ambition, I have only a heart that won't beat. ’

Suddenly, noisy noises rang out from the wine cafe, and someone ran in and shouted excitedly, "There is an accident in Broken Lake Prison! There is a death row prisoner who has escaped from prison!"

"Really? How did you escape? And where's the prison guard?"

"The prison guard seems to be locked up. The death row inmates robbed the transport ship that arrived at the prison today and took the opportunity to escape. It was at the port that the transport ship had not come back. After all reports, they discovered that something went wrong in the prison!"

"Broken Lake is going to be ashamed and thrown across the country this time. Is this the first case of a death row prisoner escape?"

"Wait, aren't there medical doctors in the prison? Are they also..."

"Puff, hahahahaha, I'm so ridiculous! Come on, toast to the escaped prisoners, and wish them a little fun for the blood hunters!"

"cheers!"

Someone chanted, "Cheers to the recently added materials! The materials in the past few days have been over the past few months!"

"cheers!"

"For Outland Magician..."

"Hey, hey, we dare not toast to you."

"Then cheers to the dead!"

"Cheers! Woohoo~"

Lorenz also raised his glass happily and drank the song of the elves.

Although it has nothing to do with him, the medic 222 must still be in Broken Lake Prison at this time. The medical team in the prison cannot be blamed for this escape, and even their responsibility is greater than that of the prison guards-after all, the prison guards are targets on the bright surface, while the medical doctors are bats hidden in the dark.

Lorenz even secretly rejoiced that he had been kicked out ahead of time—he couldn't accept such a shameful misconduct that the dignified blood saint magician was controlled by the executed prisoner.

"That said, there will be no blood moon trial tonight? It's boring."

"Boss Snake, why don't you open a gambling game with prisoners? Bet when they will be caught, will they be shot dead on the run, I have a friend in the crime hunting hall, you can send the news as soon as possible!"

"His..." said the snake boss, "I think about it..."

At this moment, an eight-sided light curtain suddenly appeared in the center of the bar!

Everyone was taken aback and looked at Boss Snake. Boss Snake was very calm. "I set the light curtain to watch the Blood Moon Trial at 8 o'clock on time, but now the show is gone—"

"If you are hurt enough, use an opponent, cut it open happily, and curse yesterday..."

There is even opening music! ?

In the blank, surprised, and expectant eyes of everyone, a uniformed prison guard appeared in the light curtain. He was holding the "Sinner's Catalog" in his hand, and the UU reading www.uukahnshu.com book covered his mouth, only revealing a pair of cold eyes.

"Hello everyone, I am the host of this Blood Moon Trial, Ash Heath."

Ash Heath?

Ash Heath!

No one will forget this name in just a few days, not to mention that many people are still eagerly expecting him to perform on stage again in this issue of Blood Moon Trial!

"Because this trial will end at any time, it should not be too late to introduce the list of redeemed people this time."

As soon as the screen turns, the camera is aimed at the broken lake outside the prison. I saw eight thin red stone pillars appearing on the broken lake, each with a stone seat, and a prisoner sitting on each stone seat.

"This is Edmund Mencken, the former Executive Secretary of the Tax Office."

"This is Bernard Ledol, the former Director of the Project Office of the Government Affairs Department."

"This is Ernest Andreyer, a former congressman."

When the camera was aimed at the last contestant, the wine cafe, the research institute, the church, the nursing home, and the crime hunting hall, all those who watched the blood moon trial were scared to their feet.

"This is Arandall Fernanche," said Ash, "the current mayor of Kaimon."

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