The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Chapter 609 Chapter 608 That’s the electric chair

The intuitive impression that the Githyanki nurturing room gives adventurers is that of an army of all ages and genders, a high-pressure environment, a strict hierarchy, and a ruthless internal elimination law. This kind of structure is called corporate culture in the 21st century, but in a fantasy-style world like Faerûn, people do not respect this kind of life.

Moreover, due to the Yankees' egg-laying reproduction method and unified collective upbringing, they have no concept of family, that is, they have no parents and brothers, and they are the queen's soldiers at birth.

"I don't wonder now why Githyanki are all raiders, bandits, and butchers. Growing up in such an environment, staying kind is a miracle." Gale complained to his companions in a low voice.

Raizel was not ashamed and said naturally: "Don't judge my tribe by your plague-like weakness. The Gith did not defeat the brain-eating bastards through kindness. In the face of blood feud, we found the most suitable society for survival. Strategy."

Lind said he had something to say, "After the Gith destroyed the Mind Flayer Empire, they split into two groups. Your relatives, the Githzerai, are quite friendly, and they live a good life, right?"

The Yankee girl choked and immediately said something difficult to understand such as Vlaakis' creed. The adventure team was filled with joy.

After they passed by the classroom, they went straight to the infirmary. During this period, a portrait of Vlaakis was hung in a three-way corridor. Yankees coming and going would stop in front of the painting to admire their queen in awe.

Linde rubbed his chin and observed the painting.

The style of the oil painting is classical, the brushstrokes are very detailed, and it has a texture similar to that of a photo, which records the appearance of Velakis very well.

In order to become a god, the contemporary Queen of the Yankees transformed herself into a lich. In person, she looked as shriveled as an old woman, but in the painting she looked quite young, but her face was extremely pale, exuding an aura of twilight and death.

In the lower right corner of the portrait, someone drew a small comet pattern, probably an act of rebellion by an admirer of the Comet Prince. There is a sense of déjà vu like a student daubing the portrait of a famous person, but if the graffitter is discovered, he will definitely be executed.

Asdalen narrowed his eyes, "Is it just me, or do you all feel this way? The 'light' of this painting hurts my eyes."

The Yankee girl did not hear the irony, and raised her head proudly and said: "This is Vlaakis herself. She is both the dazzling sun that will make us blind, and the endless void that tolerates us. Praise her."

Asdalen carefully looked around, and when no Yankees were passing by, he took out a bottle of orange clothing dye and painted Vlaakis into a classic capitalist look - a mustache, a goatee, a monocle and a devil. horn.

Linde nodded approvingly: "It's a very appropriate outfit."

Asdalen bowed like a circus performer to his companions.

The Yankee girl was very angry and mocked contemptuously: "It's such a childish behavior. I thought you could be more mature."

The vampire cackled uncontrollably. The ghost of the monk in the pendant was very satisfied and taught him some of the monk's skills.

Ying Xin smiled and said: "Being naive is not a bad thing. Childhood is very precious. At least I can't find it even if I want it."

The Yankee girl's tone was colder than a telegraph pole in winter, "We don't need innocence. The soldiers of Vlaakis are all like this, and we will never pursue happiness."

Then they saw the Yankee kids playing in the dormitory.

Raizel's eyes rolled around, feeling guilty and not daring to look at his companion's playful expression.

These two Yankee cubs were using their mage hands to push a box around. Interestingly, there seemed to be some kind of creature in the box, making them laugh like children.

Karak shouted: "Hey, kids over there, what are you two doing? Are you bullying someone? Put the box down!"

One of the children pretended to think for a moment, and then said, "Well... no, kchakhi (Ghis: idiot)!"

Karak scratched her head and looked at the Yankee girl, "What does the word this kid said mean?"

"Probably accusing you of low intelligence."

"If you have a low level of intelligence, you're just stupid... Hey! Don't be so rude, kid! Stop hurting the creatures in the box right now!"

She was so menacing that the two Yankee kids across from her were startled.

"Tsk, okay, it's yours. You have to look like a giant baby." The kid with a mohawk said in disgust.

"An ugly giant baby!" Another dark-skinned girl added viciously.

Karak didn't care about the child. She stepped forward to open the box, only to be met with a sharp claw attack.

"Little magic demon!"

What was in the box was clearly a small faerie, and they have their lair on the second floor of Gechen Monastery above ground. It’s really wild for the Githyanki to treat such dangerous magical creatures as toys.

Karak's kindness was not rewarded, and she was almost scratched by a claw. After hurriedly strangling the little monster to death, the two little devils who were watching the show were already laughing.

"Unpleasant brat." Karak muttered, "Raizel, was your childhood also so bad?"

The Yankee girl was silent for a moment, "No, I don't have playmates, just one opponent after another."

"How pitiful." Shadow Heart comforted sadly.

"Pity? Why? I'm happy to show off my sword skills. Killing those challengers also makes me sharper."

"You're dead inside. Like a frozen fish," Gale sighed.

Lind smiled as he listened to the bickering among his companions, walked through the dormitory area, and came to the medical room.

He knocked politely and heard the medical officer's reply: "Come in, it's unlocked."

Opposite the door of the medical room is a large instrument, which is made of alloy and illithid tissue. The main body is a restraint bed tilted at 70 degrees for the infected person to lean on. The purification function is a special-shaped machine at the head of the bed. It looks like the head of a centipede, with sharp fangs, an evil carapace, and pulsating fleshy hoses all over it.

At first glance, it doesn’t look like a good thing.

The medical officer is currently studying the abnormal mind flayer tadpoles, which are undoubtedly a special species cultivated by the Supreme God.

"Don't stand there stupidly. If you have something to say, just say it." Medical Officer Stornugos is a woman with a brisk tone, and her entire attire exudes the rationality and rigor of a scientist.

The Yankee girl said sternly: "I am the son of Gith, not some walking zombie. Am I not worthy of your respect?"

"Oh, then I'll wait and see. Explain your purpose of coming, and then I will decide how to talk to you."

"We were planted with tadpoles of brain-eating hybrids, and a week has passed with no signs of transformation. We must enter the Zaisk Purifier."

"Is there such a thing?!" Stonugos showed an expression of shock and excitement, and the smile on the corner of his mouth revealed an unknown cruelty, "It's so amazing, go ahead, go up to the Zaisk Purifier, I promise You will be healed.”

The Yankee girl was so excited that she couldn't wait to jump on the alien machine.

Linde looked at this silly alien fierce woman with an expression of pity. This machine was actually an electric chair.