Gracie's Wonderful Studio

Edward froze for a moment, then said.

"By the way, you can check the files of the military department. Gracie has lost her memory. Can you find out the name of her former alchemist?"

"I missed this kind of thing before you stepped into Central City."

Mustang spread his hands.

"I only found out that Gracie was approved by the President as an exception. I thought you knew a little more, but it seems that you don't know anything. When the President comes back in a few days, let Gracie ask yourself... ...By the way, did you find the Philosopher's Stone this time?"

"I found it, but it's a fake."

Edward's tone became dignified, and then he explained the matter in detail.

"Someone is using human life to refine a poor-quality Philosopher's Stone!"

"Well, I know." Mustang said unhurriedly.

"You don't know... no, you know?"

Halfway through Edward's speech, his pupils shrank.

Anger and shock came together.

It feels like being played like a monkey.

"Don't make such an expression, I didn't expect you... have you all tracked down this far?"

Mustang looked surprised.

"Actually, this matter is not a big secret, because this inferior Philosopher's Stone has appeared many times, including... on the battlefield."

Mustang's information is more detailed than Gracie's guess.

For example, these one-time Philosopher's Stones also have specifications.

For example, in the hands of the bishop, there are 20 servings of the Philosopher's Stone, with a number of digits at the bottom and hundreds of servings at the top.

It's like packages of packaged commodities, divided into categories.

But just think of what the raw materials of these things are.

It'll give you a chill down your spine.

"Since we all know, why hasn't the military department acted?!" Edward couldn't help asking.

"There was action, but it failed."

Mustang shook his head and said a cruel fact in a low voice.

"In these 'gangs' that use human lives to create inferior Philosopher's Stones, there are undercover agents from the military department. Our action plan has been completely detected."

"That's why I know you're looking for the Philosopher's Stone, and I still support you. On the one hand, it's because the legendary Philosopher's Stone, which is a perfect material, may really exist and can help you and your brother recover.

On the other hand, even if you track down the fake ones, that's your own business, and has nothing to do with the military department. Instead, there will be unexpected gains, just like this time. "

"If I didn't verbally ask you to carry out this operation, but ordered it through the military department, you won't find anything when you get to that town."

……

Colonel Mustang made it very clear.

There is nothing difficult to understand.

"You mean...the person who does this kind of thing is the top military department?"

Edward wasn't stupid either.

Immediately understood why he had been kept in the dark.

He also knew that Mustang's mobility was quite strong, even if it was a high-ranking military officer, as long as he did such an anti-human thing, the colonel would definitely do it.

Now it doesn't move.

"Is it because of insufficient evidence?"

"Ah, that's it."

Mustang nodded, not in a good mood.

"The reaction of this group of mice is as fast as death. If you find anything related, come to me as soon as possible... So, do you have anything else to do?"

"Indeed."

Edward hesitated for a moment.

"The bishop used the Philosopher's Stone to refine synthetic beasts. Although I can't understand what method that inferior stone used to synthesize different types of beasts, since that kind of creature was really refined, it will It proves that this is consistent with the law... If we can find this law, it may help us recover our bodies."

Alchemy is understanding, decomposing, and reconstituting.

It's like doing math problems.

Start learning from 1+1.

But it's different with the Philosopher's Stone. This thing is like a computer that can give answers directly.

That is, to achieve things that cannot be achieved under normal conditions.

Although sometimes, the final answer seems outrageous.

But existence is reasonable.

Maybe things they don't understand are commonplace in another part of the universe.The Philosopher's Stone is equivalent to directly showing a result higher than their current technical level in front of them.

Just like that bishop's understanding of alchemy is extremely shallow, but as long as several beasts are put together and tapped with the Philosopher's Stone, a powerful synthetic beast is obtained.

As far as the result is concerned, it is enough to rub a large number of national alchemists on the ground.

"However, we don't know much about biogenesis, and we can't say it's any better than that bishop..."

"That's it...then I'll recommend an expert to you."

Mustang pulled a file from a stack of papers.

Above is a photo of a middle-aged man with glasses and no facial expression.

"Desperate Alchemist, Hugh Tucker."

"It's a national alchemist who studies synthetic beasts. Let me take you to meet him."

……

"Taker successfully refined a synthetic beast that understands human language two years ago, and obtained the qualification of a national alchemist."

On the way to drive to the experts.

Mustang gave a brief introduction to the death-defying alchemist in the carriage.

"Can you understand human language?"

Edward froze for a moment.

"You mean, can communicate with humans normally?"

Even the synthetic beast made by the bishop with the Philosopher's Stone doesn't have this ability.

If you can understand it, you will pounce on it!bite him!Such commands.

This does not count as understanding human language.

It's just simple training for the beast.

Just find a dog and train it.

If that expert really turned into a synthetic beast that understands human language, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he created a new race.

This kind of meaning and level even surpassed what the bishop used the Philosopher's Stone as an auxiliary to refine.

There is no comparison between beasts and truly intelligent life.

Being able to use this to become a national alchemist is a matter of course.

"Yeah, that synthetic beast can understand other people's words and can speak."

Mustang nodded and said softly.

"But there is only one thing to say - I want to die."

"Then, the synthetic beast starved to death."

Mustang spoke calmly.

But Edward felt shuddering.

……

"What a magnificent house..." Edward looked at the three-story villa in front of him and said with emotion.

"There is nothing to be envious of. If you and Gracie are willing to settle in Central City, the military department will also assign you a set."

Mustang explained while ringing the doorbell.

"This is the basic treatment for a state-level alchemist."

boom!

The door opens.

A black figure rushed out from the door, startling Edward.

It is a big white dog.

Following the big dog came out a little girl who was much shorter than Gracie, named Nina, the daughter of Hugh Tucker.

If Gray Xiu is 12 years old, this little girl is only six or seven years old.

It's almost the difference between a young girl and a loli.

Nina was looking at the visitors with excitement at this moment.

"Wow, Dad, look, there are a lot of guests here today!"

"Who? No one should come here recently."

Hugh Tucker who came out later is not quite the same as the photo.

Compared with the capable and high-spirited ones in the photos.

At this time, Shutak was sleepy with a sad face.