Almost all the field mouse-sized rats were awake, huddled in the corner of the cage, some were huddled in a pile, one or two still had blood stains on their bodies, and a sour smell filled the air.

"Ah, I forgot about this."

After patting her head, Fran remembered the deliveryman's instructions. She rarely bought so many mice at one time. Could they still fight?

Xidi squatted in front of the cage, not caring about the smell that hit her nose. She looked at the rat and curled her lips.

Puffy and chewy.

Look at the mice again.

It doesn’t add up to enough to cook two plates.

Rabbit is better.

He patted the rabbit cage happily, and several rabbits shivered and huddled in the corner.

"Teacher, when will we deal with these two rabbits?"

"If it goes well, it will be next week."

"Then why did you buy it so early?"

The hand mixing the herbs paused, and Fran whispered:

"Because there is a discount during this period, it is more cost-effective to buy a certain amount than buying in batches... Well, the herbs have been processed. Xiao Xidi will take a look at the configuration method. We will experiment with different proportions at the same time, which will be faster."

Looking away from the rabbit, Hidi agreed and put on the special gloves.

He already has some experience in the use of spices. Since these two rabbits are not needed for the time being, he will go to the market to buy a wild one tomorrow.

You saved your life.

The fragile little animals were huddled together in the rabbit cage.

……

"pat-"

The lizard used its last strength to flick its tail and lay dead on the spot, dying with eyes open.

But its death was meaningful. From this last lizard, Xidi obtained the most accurate matching data.

A pale, finger-sized ball of light floated in the air, and some scenes were vaguely floating.

This is the soul, a weak but complete soul. The first step of observation has been successful.

"Xiao Xidi, step back a little and start the interference experiment now."

Fran adhered to the principle of caution and asked her disciples to keep a distance. She was deeply afraid that this mass would affect his body. Even if it was unlikely, she had to be extremely cautious when dealing with the soul.

"Preliminarily completed, the ratio of medicinal materials has been recorded. Based on this, the dosage for other animals can be determined."

Xidi obediently moved aside, writing and drawing in the notebook in her hand, and also attached one or two photos of the reading and writing.

"Very good, the first step is to intervene at the magical level."

Raising the wand, a gust of wind gently blew through the light green light and shadow, only wrapping the white light and turning it into a transparent vortex, spinning gently.

Calculated by the association's standards, this time has about 0.3 units of magic power.

The two stared at the soul seriously.

It remained motionless in the whirlpool, showing no signs of being disturbed at all.

"Wind magic has no effect."

This is written down in the notes.

Then comes the fireball.

invalid.

Then came the hail.

——It moved.

Although it was very slight, there was indeed a slight shaking.

Xi Di stopped recording and stared there unblinkingly.

"Teacher, I feel something is wrong with the escaping magic power. Please release the wind magic again and rotate it slower."

"Ok."

The witch trusts her disciple's judgment.

Following the instructions, he did not get close. The distance was enough. His keen senses could clearly detect the flow of every ray of magic power. He was very sure——

"Teacher, the magic power has been reduced, or in other words, it has eaten a little bit."

"Absorb magic power?"

"My guess is this. It seems to be limited to a tiny amount. If it exceeds a certain threshold, it will be closed and have no response to magic. Hail has an entity. I feel that pure physical attacks may be effective."

"It's too small, it's reached its limit." Fran asserted.

Sure enough, the next moment it was like a falling flower, broken into several petals and disappeared in the wind.

"Looks like it's going to be a bigger animal."

"Yes."

The two looked at the mouse in silence.

……

"laugh--"

The fly ash fell into the bucket, and Xidi clapped her hands to disperse the fire magic on her hands.

These corpse ashes can be used to dig a hole and fill it in the forest later. It can be regarded as unexpected nourishment.

"Squeak!"

The rat bumped into the cage in horror. It was already empty, probably from a 56-bed large bunk bed to a sleeping space for eight people.

They tried to resist by grinding their teeth, screaming and biting, but the result was that there were teeth marks on the wand, and Fran was so angry that she almost sent them away in one breath.

The mouse cage next to it is empty, and there are not many herbs left, but today's mission is done.

The souls of eighteen mice and six rats emerged before and after. The former was about the size of a pigeon egg, and the latter was about the size of a smaller egg. They could at least withstand 0.5 to 1 unit of magic power.

After experiments, the characteristics of the soul were confirmed: it is incorporeal and cannot be touched; it can absorb magic power, but there is an upper limit, and the soul will dissipate when it exceeds the upper limit; it is almost unaffected by conventional magic, and physical magic such as water and ice can have limited impact; Unable to deal with attacks on the physical level, it can be smashed to pieces with a flick of the wand. It is speculated that a larger form will have higher strength.

If the soul can be manifested through magic potion, then there must be a way to touch and transform the soul. Subsequent attempts will be more difficult and cumbersome.

Chapter 75: Let’s talk about something

"Put tuk tuk!"

The snow-white pigeon struggled hard, but still could not escape the shackles of telepathy magic. It was caught out of the cage, and its companions were waiting for it to take off its clothes and take a bath together, enjoying the bath of thirteen precious herbs that could only be enjoyed once in a lifetime.

The witch with a serious expression tied its wings and claws with ropes, released the imprisoning magic, and threw it into the crucible with green light. The soul-stripping potion began to react after contacting the creature, and mysterious changes were carried out silently. .

The dark green particles were quickly contaminated with magic power.

Infect, cover, wrap, isolate, extract——

Silently, a white cloud rose and drifted away. The pigeon's smart pupils became dull, its body trembled slightly, and its heartbeat gradually weakened.

It's dead.

"Failed again."

Fran pulled out the pigeon's complete carcass with a rope, shook off the liquid that had lost its effectiveness and turned gray, and threw it aside. The weather was cold, so she stewed these pigeons to replenish them, and marinated the rest with spices and baked them. Baking, when I think of the taste of the dishes that the disciples tried just now, tears of emotion threaten to flow from the corners of my mouth.

Even the mood of the failure of the experiment improved a lot.

This was an expected failure.

The adaptability of pigeons to magic is much higher than that of lizards, rats, etc. In other words, the quality of their souls is greater than theirs, and the part of their souls that just drifted away is as much as the two rats combined.

This extra part can accommodate more spirituality and memory. Of course, extracting the soul is much more complicated, which is about the transformation from a second-order Rubik's Cube to a third-order Rubik's Cube.

"As for the magic potion, the original formula cannot be simply substituted."

Muttering to herself, Fran made this judgment.

The original formula was extracted from ancient books, so it is normal for errors and omissions to occur. Rather, it would be better to say that being able to completely extract the soul of a mouse is already extraordinary.

The next step is to analyze the medicinal properties with reference to existing drugs, replace some materials, and carry out a long and boring process.

Fortunately, there are not many things that can affect the soul. If you are unlucky, you can try it in three months. If you are lucky, maybe a few days will be enough.

Anyway-

Fran glanced at the apprentice handling the pigeons next to her. Her warm blue eyes were soft and bright, reflecting a curtain of spring light.

——Next spring, he will no longer have nightmares.

……

After sacrificing his soul for the cause of magic, the great dove will sacrifice his body for mankind.

Two cleaned pigeons were lying floating in the earthen pot, and the other two were pickled and put in a special oven. After the magic potions were cleaned, they were ready for consumption.

With the waving of the magic wand, the pigeon slowly rotated in the furnace. The tender meat reflected the firelight and was as bright red as some kind of gem. The smell of slightly spicy sauce spread out, and the sticky sauce flowed on the pigeon meat.

“I feel like there is room for improvement.”

Watching the changes in the meat quality, Xidi recalled the taste of the test piece in the morning. He always felt that simply roasting pigeons was not very suitable for pigeons. However, neither he nor the teacher had much interest in such an animal with little meat. This time it was It happened to be handled smoothly.

Just try it again when you have the chance.

Take out the seeds of some kind of celery, which I found in the previous barbecue restaurant. It smells strange and slightly numb when roasted. Mix it with pepper and sprinkle it on the roasted pigeon to add flavor.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

There was a sound of knocking on the window, and Xi Di, who was stirring pigeon soup, looked up and saw that it was a homing pigeon.

The pigeon, which had no idea what was happening to its fellow pigeons, continued to tap on the window with its beak and swung around with something tied to its paws, looking very uncomfortable.

"I am coming."

Teacher Fran walked over and opened the window, and was about to open the letter after receiving it. The pigeon was dissatisfied with this human behavior that had no eyesight, and knocked on the window to ask the other party to offer some food.

After seeing the letter, Xidi asked with some concern: "Teacher, whose letter is it?"

"Well, I'm from the academy. I asked the teaching witches to go there in the afternoon. It feels like it's troublesome. It's obviously a day off."

"There must be something important."

"Well, otherwise I wouldn't be able to use this [Fragrance-seeking Pigeon]." Her fingers gently stroked the white dove's silky feathers, and Fran remembered something, "Oh, yes, Xiao Xidi will bring some bird food. This guy has a bad temper."

"it is good."

Before leaving, Xi Di took a deep look at the pigeon. The bad-tempered little guy was so frightened that he jumped to the window and cooed in horror.

……

Holding corn kernels in its mouth, the pigeon moved away from the tree house that seemed to it extremely terrifying.

The dove flew away.

Fran sat on the sofa, looking at the letter sadly, tapping her fingers on the table, rarely showing such a tangled look.

The kitchen door opened, the hot air carried the salty aroma, and the smell of the dishes shocked her. When the disciple came over with a soup cup, he saw the obvious wavering on her face.

"Teacher, does the letter say anything troublesome?"

"Yes, it's a very troublesome thing," Fran rubbed her hair, "They want to ask me to be the vice principal."

"That's it," the disciple said without any surprise, "You don't want to be a part of it?"

The witch changed from sitting to lying down and rolled over on the sofa.

"Because I don't know if I want to be a doctor or not, that's why I'm so confused now, ahhhhh... It would be better if it was after lunch. Now I don't even have the appetite to eat. It's so uncomfortable. I should stew that pigeon too. .”

The disciple didn't say anything, but filled a bowl of soup and handed it over.

"Although it's not the pigeon, please give it a try and take a sip of the soup to calm down."

"Oh, thank you."

Fran, who had just claimed that she had no appetite, moved around on the sofa like an earthworm. She leaned half of her body outside, took the soup bowl, blew on it gently, drank in small sips, and narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

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