炒股配资

The “High-temperature Steaming Kill” Luo’er previously used had also provided him with quite a bit of inspiration. With a slight improvement, he might be able to develop a series of unique corrosive magic system, entirely distinct from his previous combat style, sufficient to cope with general situations.

Besides, Lynn also planned to craft something even more dangerous to ensure his escape when faced with encirclement.

“Has Radak not left his estate today either?” Lynn checked the contents of several large boxes and asked.

“No, we’ve been tailing the place all day, and that Radak seems to rarely step out,” Laud replied, uneasy.

Lynn was not surprised. “What about the people I asked you to find? Any targets yet?”

“Master Lynn, we’ve found someone!” Laud hastily presented the information.

Timis, twenty-nine years old. Last year, due to a malignant conflict, he was expelled from the academy for nearly killing another student. It is temporarily uncertain whether he is a member of the “Bloodthorn”, but he goes to the estate of the “Black Physician” Radak every night, presumably one of his apprentices.

“There are rumors that several inexplicable disappearances of vagrants in the southern district are related to him,” Laud added hesitantly.

Lynn nodded. If he wanted to meet Radak and probe for some information, naturally, he needed a suitable identity that wouldn’t arouse suspicion.

This Timis was perfect. He had been expelled only last year and hadn’t been Radak’s apprentice for long; they weren’t well-acquainted, leaving plenty of room to maneuver.

As for Nu’er? Although he was an assistant, that identity was now unusable, since Radak must have already heard of Nu’er’s death.

After pondering for a while, Lynn asked Laud and the others to leave and began mixing the concentrated nitric acid and hydrochloric acid, hoping to condense the corresponding spell slots as soon as possible.

…

At dusk, Lynn appeared in the southern district in the guise of the apprentice Timis.

As for the real Timis, he had been bound and was currently “visiting” the headquarters of the “Ship gang”.

Considering that Nu’er had died suddenly while being interrogated for information, Lynn did not overly trouble him. After extracting some basic information, he had Timis ingest a large dose of withered grass root powder, enough to keep him asleep for several days.

Now, he was ready to use this identity to investigate the “Black Physician” Radak.

At six o’clock sharp in the evening, Lynn arrived punctually outside Radak’s manor. Before coming here, he never expected to witness such a grand spectacle in the southern district.

The entire estate was vast, surrounded by iron fences three meters high and ten centimeters thick, enclosing it, leaving only a gravel path wide enough for two people to walk side by side, extending deep into the estate.

“Timis, why have you come so late today?”

At the entrance to the manor, about a dozen apprentices were waiting, and upon seeing Lynn, a thirty-something-year-old witch with black hair couldn’t help frowning as she spoke.

Master Radak is not someone of good temper. After the last apprentice who messed up an experiment was taken away, no one has seen him since.

“I had an urgent matter today and accidentally got delayed on the way…” Lynn showed a properly fearful expression.

“Hopefully next time you can get delayed a bit longer…” a gloomy voice chimed in from beside him, the witch saying these words with a slight mocking smile on her lips.

Lynn’s brow furrowed slightly, but he didn’t say anything.

Instead, the witch who had spoken earlier said discontentedly, “Bock, what do you mean by that?”

“You know very well, don’t you, Patty, the fewer people we have, the fewer competitors there are. I’m not as hypocritical as you…” said a wizard named Bock with a sneer.

The people present all fell into silence unanimously. Every year, Lord Radak would select the most outstanding apprentice, offering them a chance for promotion.

This year, the one with the greatest chance was Radak’s new assistant, Nu’er, but this fellow botched an important task, and these days he was nowhere to be seen. Many guessed that Nu’er had probably become the new experimental material for Lord Radak…

The silence at the scene didn’t last long. The next moment, the mansion’s gate was thrown open, and out walked a man towering at two meters tall.

“Lord Coleman…” All the Wizard Apprentices greeted him with great respect.

“Come in with me!”

Coleman looked at the deferential apprentices with a hint of disdain. There was a time when he was just another specimen lying in the laboratory, dissected and studied by these people, and now he had become a powerful wielder of magic energy…

However, toward those who had once operated on him, he naturally held no fond feelings.

Lynn and others followed Coleman along the long stone path and entered the mansion’s castle.

The interior of the mansion was heavily guarded, and even at night, several patrol teams could be seen.

Once they entered the castle, they were greeted with a sight of splendor—the dome’s brilliant chandeliers, giant sculptures, and decorations, various artworks hanging on the walls, and even the carpet was made of expensive magical beast furs, offering a soft and comfortable sensation to the feet.

Without lingering, Coleman led everyone towards the depths of the castle. An immediate waft of a faint bloody stench assaulted the nostrils. Lynn looked around at the Wizard Apprentices; none of them reacted, clearly accustomed to it.

After entering the basement, Coleman began to assign tasks to each apprentice for the day and then looked at Lynn and a few others, saying.

“Bock, Patty, and Timis, you’ll be responsible for Laboratory Seven later.”

Upon hearing this, the other apprentices breathed a sigh of relief, expressions of schadenfreude appearing on some faces. Since Bock and others were shouldering this dangerous task, they could relax a bit more.

“Lord Coleman…” Bock began to speak in a panic, seeking mercy. Laboratory Seven contained defective beings that had lost their sanity, and the aim of the experiment was to test the rejection reaction between different Shaping Magic Potions.

The danger was self-evident.

But under Coleman’s icy gaze, Bock was forced to swallow back the words he had been about to speak. @@novelbin@@

“The experiments ordered by Lord Radak always need someone to complete them. Otherwise, you can ask around to see who’s willing to take your place,” Coleman said with a hint of amusement.

Bock’s face turned deathly pale. He knew very well that no one here would kindly volunteer to take on such a perilous task, and in the end, he could only glare resentfully at Lynn. If it weren’t for the conversation at the gate earlier, Coleman wouldn’t have noticed them.

Lynn remained silent throughout, as the information he had obtained from Timis was very limited. He also didn’t know how dangerous this so-called experiment could be to instill such intense fear in the apprentices.

Under Coleman’s forced arrangement, Lynn, Bock, and Patty entered an enclosure in the castle.

Compared to the narrow and enclosed environment outside, the laboratory was quite spacious, filled with the strong smell of blood and the foul odor of various potions. Transparent jars full of strange creatures lined the cabinets. Their heads had been cut open and smeared with a thick gelatinous liquid, making them look particularly disturbing.

The most eye-catching was the operating table, which looked more like a ferocious torture device. It was laden with daggers, tweezers, scissors, and needles and thread for suturing, along with several rusted chains meant to bind limbs.

Upon entering, Bock and Patty kept staring at the few sealed iron coffins in the corner.

After hesitating for a long time, Bock gritted his teeth and went forward to open one of the iron coffins…

(PS: Today, two chapters are combined.)