Chapter 975
My Empire Chapter 975
2020-11-03
Chapter 975 977 Don't wait for meAt the same time, in Serris City, the capital of the Alanhill Empire, William, the head of the Magic Research Institute, is anxious Together with his former teacher, Franzberg, he checked every step of the experiment.
"It seems that the problem is that the spirit strength of mortals is not enough to support the strength of this magic." Frenzberg put down a data report in his hand, and lifts the head. looked towards William.
He spoke helplessly, and said in his mechanical, emotionless voice: "Once the magic starts, the spirit strength of mortals has actually been severely damaged."
"But if we reduce the strength, then the step of extracting people's spirit strength will not be able to achieve the expected peeling effect." William rubbed the bridge of his nose, the past few days he hadn't slept well. busy with this thing.
The Emperor Your Majesty has entrusted them with a heavy responsibility, Lord Gurlo is also a respectable old man, William wants to do something for him, and now the magician also needs a good news to reverse their Image of the Emperor Your Majesty over there.
A lot of factors are mixed together, so that William dare not have the slightest neglect. He has been insisting on in vivo experiments these days, in order to shorten the experiment time and complete this experiment that is enough to change the course of human history as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, he still couldn't complete this experiment, and Chris became impatient as time passed by.
After all, it was agreed that William would only be given three days. But William now, it has been almost two months.
The body of Gurlo over there is completely dead, and he has been barely maintaining it with nutrient solution and breathing assistance machinery.
speak frankly, if you stop these machines, Gurlo may die in a few minutes. His ability to live to the present is simply a medical miracle piled up with countless money.
This is the benefit of wealth. Gurlo is now very expensive for every breath. In order to keep him in a "vegetative" state, he spends thousands of gold coins every minute.
But these are nothing to Your Majesty, the emperor of the Alanhill Empire, so the gold coins are spent like running water, just to wait and wait for the day when a miracle occurs.
And Wilhelm, and Franzberg, are the miracle workers.
"That's what I said about the difficulty... How many alternatives have not been used yet?" Frenzberg casually grabbed another report and read it carefully.
He now really admires the completeness of the scientific system of the Alanhill Empire. These detailed records, from format to content, are far more advanced than those of his previous research records.
The data is very rigorous, and all the scientific basis in it has been indicated, and the details cannot be further detailed.
What's more terrifying is that these data are so precise that they are even accurate to the millisecond. How many milliliters of all the liquids were taken, the inferred effects, and the time of adding them. It seems that you can see the experimental situation at that time just by looking at it once.
"It's really well written." He praised, then pointed to a piece of data, and said, "This place can be improved... It was mentioned in the report just now that the body of the experimental subject appeared. The phenomenon of melting, under the magic of this intensity, the body of mortals must not be able to withstand it."
"Immersed in protective liquid?" asked.
"Yes, you can...or make a protective cabin...that's also a way. In short, if the protection time is longer, the rate of damage to the body is slowed down, and perhaps the spirit strength will be preserved more comprehensively. Maybe some." Frenzberg said after thinking about it.
"If we could have thought of this earlier, maybe... this experiment would have been a success." William sighed unwillingly.
"We didn't put forward the hypothesis of increasing the fusion of magic vibrations and improving the efficiency of extracting spirit strength, didn't we..." Frenzberg comforted him, and then continued: "We are already here. The experiment that took several years was arranged to be completed in a few days... This speed is already very good."
"Unfortunately, what Your Majesty wants is not 'good', but success ." William put down the document in his hand, looked at Frenzberg and said: "teacher, we must complete this experiment in these two days..."
" I want to do it too." Frenzberg said so, and then brought the topic back to the experiment: "We need to increase the fusion frequency by another 3 seconds to 5 seconds."
"Will the fragile mortal spirit strength be damaged more seriously?" William asked in confusion.
Frentzberger explained: "Reducing time is also a way to reduce wear and tear. If we can't make a fuss about magic power, then shortening time is obviously another way."
"This is indeed a way... However, how much we say here is just an assumption." William said this, and he was a little frustrated.
He was on the verge of breaking down because he couldn't finish the tasks Chris had given him on time. In the past few days, he seldom even slept, and every day all he was overdrawing his magical energy to barely maintain his body's operation.
"Yeah, it's just a hypothesis! We don't have the relevant experimental basis, and we don't have the premise data... Everything can only be done by ourselves... But, William... William! What could be better than this? Anything meaningful?" Frenzberg seemed to be smiling, audible in his voice.
His voice control system has been improved several times, and his emotions can already be heard.
Compared to the dry, emotionless mechanical voice, the current Frenzberg's voice has been able to correctly express his thoughts and feelings.
He spread out his arm, which was carved with rune, and looked a little different, and said proudly: "This is our field, and we have devoted all our efforts to this, and have achieved The fruit of the world...will be completely branded with our name! We will be the cornerstone of human progress, isn't that enough?"
As an expert in technology, he has this feeling of ignorance Who's arrogance, it is precisely because of this obsession with technology that he betrayed Alanhill and ended up where he is today.
Now he is still obsessed with technology. The moment he picked up these materials, he felt that he had regained his life and became the powerhouse that controls everything.
Although he is still just a "paralyzed" puppet with no ability to act on his own, although he is still just an unpardoned sinner.
But that doesn't mean he's weak, he's still a powerful magician, in his field, especially in the field of knowledge, he's still very strong, a little too strong.
"Find 10 felony criminals, and quickly test this conjecture! In the process, continue to find high-quality experimental subjects..." Frenzberg stared at William and said word by word .
"We don't have time to waste! So everything has to be done synchronously! If we fail again this time, we can only use the Z2 plan... It's not a matter of killing one person or two." He said very solemnly.
William knows what the Z2 scheme is all about. It is a terrifying experiment that is going to use 100 death row prisoners to directly test the experimental success rate.
It can also be seen from here that the Alanhill Empire did not rise for a long time, and was accompanied by the savagery and ruthlessness of the primordial empire everywhere.
No growth is perfect, and it doesn't happen overnight. Even if there is cheat, which elevates the technology of this world, it cannot immediately elevate the concept of this world.
The Empire of Alanhill is not a glamorous benevolent nation, on the contrary, it is an empire covered in the blood of its enemies, savage and ruthless, with dark corners littered with innocents and enemy corpses.
"Hopefully it's too late!" William knew that every day he procrastinated now was adding another day of risk.
Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after, maybe the day after, maybe even an hour later, there may be news of the passing of Old Master Gurlo.
If he can't complete the experiment before this news arrives, then his promise to the emperor will become a joke, or even more terrifying, it will become a proof of deceiving the emperor.
......
"I! I want to sign up! I want to sign up!" Inside the hard and cold iron railings, one outstretched arm frantically wanted to pull the passers-by. officer.
The owner of these arms pressed his face against the railing of the cell, squeezing out of shape: "Please! Please! I don't want to die! Let me go!"
>"I have a daughter! Bastard! You give me a chance to live, and I'll give her to you! Really! Really! For you!" Another prisoner shouted hysterically.
No one who can be imprisoned here is innocent. Most of them were rebels who colluded with the spies of the Norma Empire. Some were wealthy and powerful businessmen in the region, and some were simply consuls or higher imperial officials.
With the collapse of the Norma Empire, the entire Norma Empire's spy network has also been pulled up by the roots more cleanly and thoroughly.
Because the Norma Empire no longer exists, the Alanhill Empire has lost interest in tracking down these rootless duckweeds. Moreover, these peripheral personnel are mostly used to cover the main espionage operations, and they do not know much useful information at all.
Therefore, these prisoners who had been interrogated all the time were sent here after the fall of the Norma Empire. After checking their identities and confirming the charges, they were executed on the spot and hanged.
"The recently caught prisoners who were unfaithful to the emperor Your Majesty are here." A prison guard pointed at some fat, some thin prisoners, coldly introduced: "Some tomorrow. They're about to be hanged, some are the day after tomorrow...who knows..."
"Find out their files and send them here...I'll see." The officer glanced at the one in the railing. people, openings instructed.
"All?" The prison guard was a little confused.
"Yes, all!" the officer replied.
(end of this chapter)