our family is gone

"get out of class is over!"

Lance smiled and raised his hand to signal, and the students who had gathered around him came back to their senses as if awakened from a dream. Listening to the lord's lecture was simply a pleasure.

The teaching method is not restricted by the textbooks and is very interesting. Even a child like Mary can understand it easily. She feels refreshed as if the knowledge is drilling into her head on its own.

I truly understand what the joy of learning is.

Lance couldn't teach them a lot in a simple lesson, but he could give them a start, plant a seed, and leave them with "science", a tool for analyzing the world.

Lance did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he walked down to the stage and into the middle of the students. He could say their names off the cuff and chat with them, asking them if they had any difficulties in their life or studies, or if they had encountered any interesting things.

Similarly, those students were willing to tell him some seemingly trivial things, and Lance was able to listen patiently.

There were only a few of them to begin with, and as they were the key training targets, Lance naturally remembered them. He also knew that most children of this age were very lively and active, and it was dangerous to suppress their studies for a long time.

This is a good opportunity to relieve their stress through conversation, which is called talk therapy.

Education through suffering is an extremely failed method because they are really in suffering.

Most of the people here were rescued by Lance from the refugees. Can you guess what kind of strong stimulation can awaken their talents?

What they need most in the midst of suffering is not to chew on the pain and swallow it with difficulty, but hope.

Lance advocates optimism more. He believes that one should be optimistic when things get more difficult, because only in this way can one get out of trouble.

He couldn’t remember what it felt like when he was on the old road, but he must have been very optimistic because he withstood the pressure, otherwise he wouldn’t have come this far.

Fucking ancestor!

Lance was surrounded by those students. His humorous and interesting words made the students laugh non-stop. There was no sense of alienation between him as a lord or a noble and ordinary people. This scene was very special.

At least that was the case for Margaret. Her father had a good reputation in Bastia. He did not oppress the common people and managed the territory so well that he was loved by the people. He could be called a good nobleman, but he could never do this.

"Go and have fun. I'll give you a day off today!"

"Great!"

"Hahaha!"

Mary, who had been drowsy in class before, immediately raised her hands and cheered when she heard this, which made Lance laugh, and everyone else followed suit.

But her brother Tom couldn't laugh. He raised his hand and slapped his forehead, looking helpless, because he had to look after his sister.

A group of people left the get out of class in a noisy manner, but some of them, like Isaac, would rather go to the library to study than to play. They cherished the opportunity given by the lord very much and were so precocious that it was a bit heartbreaking.

"I'm really not fit to manage them. When will you let me out?"

Margaret was not stupid. She knew that Lance transferred her back to protect her, but she didn't need this kind of protection.

"Have you finished learning? Don't waste your talent. Learning to control this talent can reduce the pressure you bear. At the very least, it can reduce the possibility of losing control. You should be aware of this risk."

Lance avoided the question and didn't give a direct answer, which left Margaret speechless. However, she understood what the nightmare that was haunting her was, which was why she was willing to stay here, and she was also curious about the supernatural power.

"But my learning progress is faster than those students, and the difference in progress wastes a lot of time."

"Isn't that perfect? ​​Only in this way can you teach them after class to consolidate their knowledge. Otherwise, I am worried that I don't have the ability to do so."

Lance has defended all of them. How can we possibly win the argument with him after doing all these?
Margaret was defeated and had no choice but to leave, leaving Amanda, who had been silent since the end of get out of class, alone in the classroom.

"Is the operation going smoothly?" Amanda asked tentatively. Only after seeing the dungeon could she understand what kind of terrifying existence the enemy he was facing was.

"The operation went smoothly. I estimate that everything will be back to normal soon. It's just some minor problems. Everything is under control."

When the extreme darkness came, she did not run away, which was beyond the limit of the Roma race. She also actively responded to the chaos, which was enough to prove her loyalty. That was why Lance did not mind some of her shortcomings.

She bet her entire fortune on Lance, so naturally she couldn't help but think too much. Lance's calm and confident attitude greatly soothed Amanda's anxiety.

The pressure in her heart immediately dissipated, and Amanda's mood quickly improved.

"Are you free? I have a topic I want to study with you."

Lance found that staying in a dark environment for a long time would indeed make one feel depressed. This is a very important issue that needs to be studied carefully.

"This is a good research topic. Only by doing more research can we make progress." Amanda said, and took Lance's arm. "Come on, come home with me."

Seeing her like that, Lance could only smile helplessly and follow her. He only continued talking after the door was closed.

"Do you still remember the blood flowing like a river in the dungeon? I plan to use the Blood Holy Grail to refine it, but the scholars feel that the effect seems to be unstable. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Ah! Really a research topic?" Amanda was dumbfounded when she heard this, and she looked like she was still unresponsive.

"Hahaha! But before that, there are some important matters that need to be dealt with." Lance couldn't help laughing after seeing her reaction. He picked her up and buried his head in the mountains...

Blessings, start!
Amanda had been into the dungeon before. Although the rich breath of life was strange, it did improve her strength, allowing her to make rapid progress after breaking through to the master level. Now with the blessing of Lance, she was pushed to the coveted championship level, as if she was only one step away from becoming a legend.

There has never been such a wonderful start!

This person's state began to become wild, and he even wanted to seize the initiative.

Fight to the edge of the universe!

…………

"Don't sleep. You promised to help me with the research."

"No, I'm exhausted now. I'll talk to you next time."

Amanda pushed Lance's hand away, turned over and pretended to be dead.

Lance was speechless about this. This wasn't right... I had always been the one getting things for free from others, so why was it my turn to be the one getting things for free today?
Didn't I just tease her just now? Why are you so stingy?

"Then I'll get busy. You should have a good rest." Lance didn't bother to care about her. He came here to consume his spiritual energy. Now that he was done, he just pulled up his pants and walked out.

Amanda turned over when she heard the voice, and looked a little unhappy when she saw that Lance really left like that.

This guy wouldn't even bother to beg me for a few words...

If Lance had nothing to do, he wouldn't mind hanging out with her.

I could fight you like this all day.

But unfortunately no.

Now, to other people, the lord seemed very calm and composed, but in fact, they just couldn't sense Lance's urgency. He wanted to go faster and faster, so he stepped on the accelerator and accelerated hard, and ran over the ancestor to death with a dump truck.

Lance found Bigby and had to tell him what he had promised him before.

"I have arranged for someone to start preparing the laboratory, but it will take some time. However, I can give you the information I have collected on alchemy."

Where could Lance collect it?

It was given by my ancestors.

This old ancestor is truly an absolute genius. Not only is he proficient in all kinds of evil arts of flesh and blood, he is also proficient in herbology, necromancy, alchemy... In short, he spares no effort to collect and learn anything related to supernatural powers.

Compared to the flesh and blood research which is full of danger and corruption, alchemy is not so exaggerated. Most of it is various alchemy-related knowledge collected in those years.

Lance was too lazy to look through those messy experimental records because he didn't have time to study them and couldn't really understand them. He just needed to make sure they were all ordinary paper notes and didn't have any evil aura like curses.

Even if there is, it doesn't matter, because Bigby's resistance is terrifyingly high. No matter what kind of evil curse you use, you will probably have to fight with his other half first before you can invade his body.

He was a person bound by a curse, just like you can't kill someone who is already dead.

Lance wanted him to organize the information first, and also wanted him to write down the alchemy inherited from his family.

Make a table of what materials are needed for research, and collect the materials while the laboratory is still being prepared. Once the laboratory is built, you can start directly.

To put it simply, Lance likes to prepare in advance, otherwise it would be embarrassing to have no materials when the building is completed.

At the same time, he also wanted to give Bigby something to do while he was away, so that he could stay quiet and not run around. He could deal with his troubles when he was free.

Bigby didn't expect the lord to act so quickly and have arranged everything.

Although Bigby was socially phobic and had little contact with other supernatural beings or alchemists, he also felt the value of knowledge from the family information and his father's hard work in collecting it.

And now that the information the lord had promised to give him was opened to him so quickly, he was indeed excited.

It turns out that it is difficult for me to obtain this valuable knowledge by myself. Joining Hamlet can really help me gain support.

Nonsense, for Lance, those things will not produce any benefits if they are left alone, and he can only make a profit from them by putting them into operation.

But none of this matters. Lance left behind those materials and a batch of paper and pens, and even arranged for someone to deliver meals on time every day. You just need to do your research and you don't even have to leave the house.

Of course this is also Lance... It may not be appropriate to use surveillance, but it is safer this way. He believes in Bigby, but the other one in his body is a beast.

After settling Bigby, Lance came to a very interesting place.

There is one place that is actually unaffected by Hamlet when extreme darkness comes, and that is the sanatorium, a gloomy place to begin with.

No matter how loudly you shout, your screams will hardly be heard. There are many death row prisoners imprisoned there, and few of them can get out once they go in.

Because a group of doctors were recruited from Totnes, this place is a little more lively than before.

Their role is not in treatment but in research and in developing new medical technologies.

Lance gave them his support and told them that if they wanted to leave their names in medical history, they had to show their abilities.

Because of the closed management, Lance gradually opened up the experimental data and medical technology to them to a large extent.

Maybe some of them felt uncomfortable at first, but after being exposed to those experiments, they quickly got into the state, kicked the so-called medicine of the old era into the trash, and began to embrace the new medicine.

Not to mention that Hamlet has abundant experimental resources. This is the place they have always dreamed of. In the medical school, one corpse is used by so many people, so how could they get their turn?
Here they can perform dissections every few days and conduct live experiments. The mysteries of the human body seem to be unfolding under their hands, and no researcher can withstand such temptation.

As for the "materials" they used for experimental research, they didn't care. The crimes they committed were already written on the list. Ordinary prisoners would never be sent here. Only those extremely vicious death row prisoners were eligible.

Lance had no choice but to add another rule to the sanatorium: experimental research is one thing, but deliberate abuse of experimental subjects is not allowed.

It’s not that Lance is concerned about human rights, but he is worried that such behavior will affect the accuracy of the experimental data.

The results of medical research are to be used to cure diseases and save lives, and no mistakes can be made.

Lance went to meet these people and looked at their experimental results. Basically, they were still studying Paracelsus' experiments. It would be more accurate to say that they were learning rather than researching.

Lance didn't care about their waste of resources. People cannot learn by being taught, but they can learn by being taught once. If you don't believe the experimental data, you can do it yourself. If you can find the loophole, you will even get a reward.

But what he was not satisfied with was that they had only been here for a short time and they had already found themselves in a more miserable state than the experimental subjects.

"I've always said that you can't rush for results when doing research. Who took the lead in staying up late? Do you really think you won't die suddenly?"

"Sir, according to theory, sudden death is largely caused by cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. According to the research data, people will feel dizzy and confused..."

"Stop, stop, stop!" Lance interrupted them quickly, "Why are you using yourselves as an experiment? This was just written down by the doctor. What are you learning from?"

Lance was really speechless. When he had time to spare, he would definitely tidy up the sanatorium and not let them continue to mess around like this.

Especially Paracelsus, that stubborn guy!
Lance could only give each of them a bottle of universal potion to simply adjust their abnormalities, but this made them keep asking about this potion.

Lance was also in a headache. He could only tell them that they did not have the authority to know and asked them to continue their research. They finally managed to escape from the sanatorium.

Are these guys crazy from doing research? Crazy... (End of this chapter)