In another room almost across the entire ship from the first class cabin.
A middle-aged man with greasy and messy hair anxiously wiped the sweat from his forehead.
He grabbed the blond boy who was passing by, and when the other guy frowned in pain, he asked quickly: "Have you not found Paul yet?"
"Have you told me everything? ——"
The young man shouted impatiently.
"What?"
At this moment, a cold, hoarse, slow voice came.
A chill suddenly penetrated the room. People subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound.
It was a man who looked as thin as a ghost.
He looked about forty or fifty years old, and his eyes were as deep as a lone wolf squatting on prey. The man's back was a little stooped, leaning against the surrounding walls when he appeared at the door. Although he was wearing a neat suit, it looked a little slumped because it was a little too big and his shoulders couldn't stand up. His eyes were filled with a dim yellow light, which made him look sickly.
He walked in slowly, and everyone else stopped communicating and moving, greeted him and saluted:
"Professor Laxmi!"
"Afternoon "Okay, Professor."
The middle-aged man known as Professor Laxmi just nodded slightly and did not respond.
He stared at the man with messy hair and walked straight over.
The man was also startled and stood obediently like a student. The blond boy next to him also had a look of fear on his face, but he didn't dare to run away. He could only glare angrily at the middle-aged man next to him, and then lower his head.
"What?"
After Professor Laxmi approached, he repeated what he had just said in a low voice.
The blond boy spoke quickly: "Paul is missing. Assistant Professor Medel asked us to find him..."
"That's it, Professor..."
The middle-aged man scratched his hair vigorously, brushing away the dandruff, and lowered his head and whispered: "Someone saw him when we boarded the ship before..."
But not When he continued to say something, Assistant Professor Medel was interrupted by Professor Rashmi: "Paul is missing?"
"...Yes."
Assistant Assistant Medel was mute Speechless, he could only nod.
"I asked you to keep an eye on him." Professor Laxmi frowned and said slowly.
"...Yes."
"So how did you do it?"
Professor Laxmi said softly, like a whisper between lovers: "You Let him go?"
Medel was startled and immediately began to explain: "No, no, no, I said that when the boat was sailing, he clearly..."
"— —You know, he is very important."
Professor Rashmi continued to interrupt Medel: "Better than you.It all adds up. "
"Yes, yes, I know..."
Medel wiped his sweat and kept bowing and nodding.
At this moment, La Professor Simi placed a finger quietly on Medel's forehead.
In an instant, the whole room fell into silence. Medel did not dare to move, and Professor Laxmi also seemed to be silent. It was full of death like a dead corpse.
Everyone watched this scene in silence, and the sound of the waves that was originally submerged in the words became particularly clear.
Crash— —
Crash——
Maybe it was only a dozen seconds, but it felt like several minutes had passed for Medel.
Finally, La. Professor Simi's fingers slowly curled up and retracted.
Seeing that Medel did not die immediately, the sound of "breathing a sigh of relief" sounded at the same time, almost forming a continuous and clear sound in the narrow room. There was an audible sigh. But people soon realized how impolite this would be, and they immediately returned to silence.
But Medel still maintained his previous posture and remained motionless.
p>——He was petrified.
In addition to turning into a stone statue, being completely frozen and unable to move can also be regarded as a kind of petrification. This is also an application of preservation technology-a living body. Save.
"That's the third time, Medel. I'll show your father some kindness...but there will be no next time. "
Professor Laxmi's hoarse and unpleasant voice slowly sounded: "You'd better hope that I can get Paul back. "
He put his hands behind his back, glanced across the room with a face as cold as a corpse, and ordered: "Do what you should do. ”
In an instant, the frozen crowd suddenly regained its liveliness and vitality——
They moved the tall and heavy barrels that were in the same room with them with force. Next to the window, all the biological specimens purchased from the Theocracy and the preservation fluids in them were poured out.
Everyone seemed to be trying to show how hard-working and serious they were at their work—— Even the sound of moving barrels was so clear.
“Be quiet, we are doing this in secret. "
Professor Laxmi's sarcastic voice sounded again: "Are you building a building? Or who wants to be a foundation? I will be the first to satisfy him when I get back. ”
For a moment, the work became quiet again.
The students worked quietly - silently but extremely quickly.
Professor Laxmi frowned and looked around the room, but didn't seem to find the other person he was looking for. He raised his eyebrows and left quietly without saying a word.
After he left, the students in the cabin breathed a sigh of relief, and the speed of their work suddenly slowed down a lot.
After a while, Medel was gradually able to resume action. .
First, the finger canTwitch. Then his eyelids began to blink, and tears began to flow from them. After a while of this, he knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, panting heavily, and kept reaching out to hit his shoulders and waist. But no other students in the room paid him any attention.
Students coming and going passed by him, but almost no one glanced at him.
"I'm here to help, too!"
Assistant coach Medel took a breath, stood up and squeezed in on his own.
The other side.
Aleister tapped his fingers on the armrest of the sofa, lost in thought.
"More details."
She suddenly spoke and asked Paul: "How do you plan to proceed specifically?"
Dimit on the side rushed to answer. Said: "Just throw the 'noose' we brought into the sea..."
"That's it in full."
Paul interrupted Dimitre's words , starting from the beginning: "Generally speaking, when used as a preservative, we will use normal concentrations. And we have always had a job -" Because Star Antimony is not bordering Parthian, and the port is occupied by Goblins The merchants control it, and the boats of the snakemen and lizardmen in Anxi cannot come in. So when we need to trade with the Parthians, we will choose to do it from the Theocracy. "
"What deal? "Aleister asked.
"Human specimen. We need a large number of specimens from races other than humans... The learning of necromancy will consume a large number of corpses, and Star Antimony can hardly even provide human corpses. "
Paul replied: "But the Theocracy does not allow the sale of human tissue, and it also does not allow the slave trade. Therefore, the Parthians adopted another trading model - they brought some slaves directly to the Theocracy, and then asked us to make them into 'living corpse' level specimens. In other words, it is us who provide services, not them... and providing rituals, alchemy or necromancy processing is allowed by the Theocracy. "
"Then how can the Parthians profit? "
Aleister asked in detail: "They can't just pay to give you the body, right? ”
“——Because customizing specimens requires a lot of time and effort, and it is easy to damage the body, or it is impossible to maintain the highest quality... The highest quality specimens can be directly used for necromancy research, or Used to make high-level undead, which requires very high technology.
"So after the Parthians give us a 20% 'deposit', we will in turn pay a large 'deposit' to ensure that they are intact. Because the process is complicated and the production is difficult, this The amount of the deposit was much higher than the deposit... So in the end, we paid the money and came back with the body."
Paul said calmly: "After that... there is no after. The deposit is just a deposit, and they have "withheld" the deposit. We only need to write another letter to inform them regretfully.The bodies are destroyed, the deal is off’, and that’s the end of it. The corpses were indeed destroyed - they were used to improve the students' preservation and necromancy skills. "
...So smart.
Aleister sighed: "There are geniuses in the ziggurat..."
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