Artificer Adventure Guide

"Ahem, well, I'll go outside and wait."

He ran out of the office quickly, and Carl closed the door.

There was silence inside the door, but not long after, the sound of people chanting teleportation spells came out.

"Come in, everyone is gone."

When the spell disappeared, Mooreban's calm voice came from the room.

"What are they doing here again?"

Like a naughty child complaining about his relatives coming to visit all the time, Carl frowned and walked back into the office.

Moorban sighed and said:

"It's all your fault, do you still remember your two brothers Benboba and Baboben? The fantasy drama they made has been made into a videotape and sold, and the children like it very much."

This incident was far beyond Carl's expectations. He originally thought that this would at most cause some waves in the entertainment industry. Why did the teachers of the academy come to join in the fun?

"Then what are they doing here?"

Based on the principle of asking if he doesn't understand, Carl directly asked his master about the reason.

"Some time ago, several apprentice mages chose the School of Illusion after they became mages. The School of Change and the School of Prophecy, who were originally optimistic about them, asked them why, but they said they wanted to make illusion plays in the future.

So, these people came over and hoped that I could find someone to help them make illusion plays to promote their respective schools."

They said that they wanted Mooreban to find someone, but in fact, they secretly wanted to borrow Carl to work for them for free.

Moorban would naturally not betray his apprentice for such a thing, so he had not agreed to them until now.

"Why are you like a child?"

Muttering, Carl did not care about this matter anymore, but took out the bionic material left by the slime monster from the dimension bag.

"Master, take a look at this."

Putting the things on the table, Carl made a gesture of invitation.

Moorban lowered his head and observed it carefully, and then poked it with his hand.

"It's true, the touch is at least 80% similar to the human body. If the war terracotta warriors are made into skin, maybe they can be disguised as humans?"

However, Carl smiled and said nothing about his master's evaluation.

"Superficial, isn't it? Come, Master! I'll open your eyes!"

After insulting Mooreban a little disrespectfully, Carl used lightning traction, and the target was the bionic material on the table.

As soon as the tiny lightning touched the material, the bionic material that was originally spread on the table suddenly shrank into a ball.

"Hua La!"

Standing up from the chair excitedly, Mooreban was completely unaware that he had overturned the chair.

At this moment, his mind was full of the reaction of this bionic material to electrical energy.

"If this thing is made into the shape of muscle, can it not replace real muscle? Does this thing's reaction to electric current become more intense as the energy level of the current increases?"

While still asking Carl, Mooreban had already started the experiment himself.

And the fact is just as he thought, the reaction of this bionic material to electric current stimulation is positively correlated with the intensity of the current.

"How is this thing made?"

Looking at Carl with surprise, Mooreban felt that one of the most correct things he had done in his life was to accept such an apprentice.

"Actually, it is..."

After telling the whole story of how he accidentally made this bionic material, Carl took out some materials from the dimensional bag and handed them to Mooreban.

Picking up a few materials, Mooreban used the magic of ingenuity to make a prosthesis made of bionic materials.

"Click"

Moorban disassembled his mechanical arm prosthesis and then installed a new one.

A familiar and unfamiliar numbness came from the new prosthesis.

Moorban stroked the table with this new prosthesis, and his expression gradually became excited.

"I feel it! And it's almost the same as a real arm!"

Looking at the new prosthesis in disbelief, Mooreban widened his eyes, as if he wanted to know immediately why this new material was like this.

But Carl couldn't answer this question for the time being. Nia's guess was:

The slime monster and the petrified monster are both creations of the mutant demon. Maybe there was a chemical reaction between the two creations, so this thing was born.

Moorban was not the kind of person who would ask questions to the bottom of all the questions. Although he remembered the method of making bionic materials in his mind, he only planned to explore the principle when he had time in the future.

'Ha! Maybe the Death Dragon Mark Family used this thing to reshape their bodies in the past! I remember that all the major families seemed to describe them as having too pale skin. '

After joking in his heart, Mooreban suddenly felt a flash of inspiration in his mind.

'Yes, maybe the holder of the Death Dragon Mark really solved the problem of body decay in this way! '

After thinking about this, Mooreban immediately felt itchy.

"My dear disciple, is there anything else? Master, I have a new idea. Do you want to go with me to verify it?"

"No, you should send me back. I am not interested in the initial prosthetic experiment for the time being."

Thinking of what his master has been researching recently, Carl declined politely.

Accompanied by Mooreban, Carl took the teleportation array back to the City Lord's Mansion of Akanix City.

He just came here like this, simple and fast.

It's a pity that the city lord's palace only activates the teleportation circle in emergencies. He was able to come back like this thanks to the petrified monsters outside the city.

After sending Karl away, Morgban immediately returned to his laboratory.

After asking No. 1 to notify the deans of each grade to help collect the meat of petrified monsters, he quickly got an entire dimensional bag of meat.

Taking out the bit of Kelkin mud monster he had left before, he poured all the pieces of meat into it.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing the ooze monster that gradually grew from the size of a thumb to occupying the entire life-sustaining warehouse, Mitris felt a little curious.

‘Why is this old man so crazy? ’

But just as she finished her rant, she heard Morgban say excitedly:

"This is used to reshape your body! Go to the transformation table and lie down!"

Upon hearing the news, Mitrice was held captive for two seconds.

Morgban also tried to directly repair her body before, but the grown body would quickly decay again.

As a half-elf who was once beautiful, it would be a lie to say that she didn't want to become beautiful again.

But beauty only occupies a very low priority here. She hopes that her strength can be improved.

But she finally lay down on the transformation table obediently.

Morgban helped her remove all the extra parts, leaving only the auxiliary devices that help maintain the internal organs.

Then, he took out the Kelkin mud monster.

"Drink it."

With such instructions, Morgban directly threw Mitris into the life-sustaining warehouse.

I don’t know if it’s because the power of Mitrice’s Death Dragon Mark is still attached to the remaining skeleton and organs, but the Kelkin Mud Monster has no desire to attack her.

Morgban carefully used his mage's hand to control the Kelkin ooze and entered Mitrice's esophagus.

Then, a whole warehouse of ooze monsters surged into Mitrice's stomach.

The ooze monster seems to be able to read Mitrice's genes to fill in the missing parts. As it gradually integrates into Mitrice's body, various body tissues are growing rapidly.

But before the growth was finished, Mitrice had already grabbed the white cloth used to cover the life-sustaining warehouse and wrapped herself up.

Morgban was stunned for a moment, then rolled his eyes.

After a moment, Mitrice, who was wrapped in white cloth, made a sound.

"Your assumption may be true. My body has indeed recovered, and there is no sign of decay again. How did you think of it?"

Through the smooth surface of the experimental equipment, Mitrice once again saw her long-lost face.

“It was Carl who inspired me.

It's really interesting. Your body was given up because of me as your apprentice, but it was also reshaped because of him.

Experiment with your abilities and see if it makes a difference. "

Like a black-hearted boss, Morgban didn't even let Mitris take a break, so he asked her to cooperate with his experiment.

However, after Mitris tried it, she immediately frowned.

"no!"

Morgan on the side also frowned, and then asked in a stern tone:

"What's not working?"

"My Druid transformation has been affected! In other words, any ability related to physical transformation has been affected. I can only temporarily change the body structure by controlling the Kelkin Mud Monster."

Hearing this, Morban remained silent.

After a long time, he sighed and said:

"No wonder the members of the Death Dragon Mark family never took up professions such as warriors and druids. Even if they were only level 4 in their entire lives, they still had to learn to be mage or paladin.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t. "

Seeing Morgban doing his own analysis over there, Mitrice asked with some disappointment: "In that case, what should we do next?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a curse-removing shot had already hit Mitris.

The Kelkin mud monster immediately separated from her body, and the body that was originally filled with flesh and blood suddenly turned into a terrifying appearance similar to a simulated mannequin.

Not only that, she found that her control over her body had returned to what it was before.

Although the remaining parts still had human structures, they were unable to respond to her nerve signals.

With a "pop", Mitrice's body fell to the ground.

A healing spell followed, and Morban stepped forward and replaced Mitris with her previous mechanical body.

"Next, you will be free to move around for a while. My experiment does not require your cooperation for the time being, but remember, you can only move inside the Tower of Strange Devices."

After saying that, Morgban walked aside and started to make the body of the war martyr from scratch.

The bionic materials removed from Mitris were briefly processed by him and then installed on the new war forged body. It seemed that he wanted to create a bionic human that looked similar to ordinary people.

Mitris watched all this with boredom, but she was cursing Morgban in her heart.

‘Old man, you are the most useless! You talk about using me for experiments, but aren't all the major discoveries so far provided by your apprentice Karl? What exactly did you study? ’