Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 44 Strange Talent
The dim candlelight penetrated into the line of sight, and forcibly pried Lyle's eyelids open. He was like a person who lived in the dark forever. The first time he saw the light, he only felt dazzling.It wasn't until the rigid brain like rusted gears began to spin again that the conjectures that had frozen in the mind began to melt and flow into inconspicuous corners, like a dream.

Lyle realized that the ceremony was over.

The remaining decoction retains the residual temperature, and the sticky colloid sticks to his coat, and the smooth feeling is fed back to his brain by every pore. Formed into a piece, like a plate of stir-fried vegetables placed on his abdomen, the amount is still quite large.

"How do you feel, Epidemic Doctor." The gentleman looked here with concern, and Miracles and Inspiration seemed to care more about those minced green onions. They looked at the whole piece of green on their abdomens, and were speechless for a long time.

"The head is a little heavy, and the body is a little sticky. Other than that, there is no special feeling. This is a failure?" He slapped the excess on his body with his hands, and the stone lock was gone, and Lyle stood up easily. .

"If you're talking about your gifted ritual, it's been a success." The gentleman pointed behind him, pointing to the slate that Lyle once lay on. The original position is as clean as new. In the center of the slate, there is a Small dents, broken stones scattered about.

"I broke it?" If it was crushed by myself, I can only apologize and take no responsibility. This stone looks very strong, but I didn't expect it to be so fragile.

"That's the revelation slate, it's part of the ritual, the bedrock it carries, in earlier times, people would put the formed stone out in the open, wait for the thunder to break it, and judge the good fortune by the shards, yes, just Like divination. We determine our talents by reading and writing fragments."

Lyle looked carefully at the scattered stones, there was no regularity at all.

"This is (egg), this is (thinking), no, the angle of observation is wrong, according to the position where the epidemic doctor just lay down, it should follow the direction of the spine, starting from the head, this direction, this is, skewed (Thinking), it should be understood as (fantasy) or (delusional)," Miracle stroked the stones with his hands, muttered words in his mouth, and whispered like a magician, like a demigod who was casting a spell. "The egg of fantasy? The egg of delusion?"

"The experiment was successful?" Mr. Inspiration looked at the miracle. "You changed the spell temporarily. According to the usual practice, it should fail."

"Failure is the mother of success. The failures we have experienced are enough to be successful great-great-great-grandmothers. Even if it is an exhaustive method, it should be done this time. Now we need to confirm that the egg in his talent exists in itself. Yes, or we imposed it."

Lyle listened to the conversation and seemed to be hiding something that he should have known.

"Gentlemen, can anyone explain what you did to me?"

"Of course, epidemic doctor, I also have questions. First of all, do you have any, that is, do you have some distracting thoughts in your mind?"

"What distractions?"

"That is, the idea of ​​wanting to reproduce."

"What? Reproduction? Do you mean courtship? No, no, I haven't thought about it for a while."

"No, you misunderstood what I mean, I mean, do you have the desire to have a child? Skip the preparation for childbirth."

"Don't you mean to say that having a child is the desire to give birth naturally?"

"Yes, do you have any ideas about having offspring? Just ideas?"

"Miracle, are you crazy? I'm a man, and men don't have children, wait, isn't this what you mean by minor revisions to the ritual?"

Miracle nodded generously, "Yes, we want to confirm the conditions of desire. First of all, we want to try to reverse the desire. In the ceremony, we instilled your desire for wealth and tried to reverse it into a desire for fertility."

"..." Lyle looked at the gentleman standing aside, is this what you call reliable?

"Dr. Epidemic, I think you've got it wrong. Miracles refer to more primitive desires, the ability to produce offspring. Maybe it's more reasonable to explain it by division. It's the division and replication of cells. Maybe clone is a better word."

"No, I don't feel that way, I think your experiment failed, Mr. Miracle."

"Could it be that there are other variables that I haven't considered..." Miracle bowed his head and fell into contemplation.

Inspiration looked at the two of them and bowed, "Thank you very much for your help, although our experiment failed again, please leave, there should be no need for you next."

"Your talent has been awakened, but it will take some time before it becomes superficial, please be patient."

(End of this chapter)