Richard turned his head to glance at the male wizard, who opened his mouth, sowhat delighted and ready to continue speaking, but whose expression froze the next mont.
He saw Richard maintain his expression, slowly turn his head back, and stride in the original direction, continuing to walk into the distance.
Step by step by step...
As Richard walked further and further away, the male wizard stared in shock, unable to resist grabbing his hair: "Hey hey, I’ve confessed, I’ll tell you everything you want to know, did you hear ? Did you hear ?"
In fact, Richard didn’t hear it.
To Richard, the sounds made by the male wizard in his contemplative state were just a sudden sharp noise in the surrounding environnt. It was slightly annoying, but he quickly blocked it out and continued his thoughts along the previous path.
"New Gengzi and Pian Xizi can react, but the reaction is relatively slow. Adding the Sixth Potion, the rate significantly increases. In this process, whether the Sixth Potion acts as a catalyst or undergoes a chemical reaction with the two by-products remains to be verified... To clarify this, a comparative experint needs to be designed, specifically..."
After walking over a hundred ters to the storage warehouse, Richard finally settled on a series of details for the next experint in his thoughts.
He reached out to push open the door to enter the warehouse and take so infrequently used experintal materials. In the process, his action paused slightly, and a few hints of doubt appeared on his face as he mumbled to himself: "Hmm, was soone calling just now?"
"Was there?"
"Wasn’t there?"
"An illusion?"
Richard slightly frowned, slowly turned around, and looked back the way he ca.
...
Two minutes later, the male wizard, already in complete despair, suddenly saw Richard coming back, looking at him through a pile of magic puppets.
"Did you call just now?" Richard asked.
"Yes, yes!" The male wizard replied repeatedly, almost crying tears of joy — though he himself didn’t know what exactly he was happy about — was he happy that he might not starve to death, or was he happy that he could confess everything?
"Why did you call ? Are you ready to cooperate and confess?" Richard asked again.
"Yes, yes." The male wizard continued nodding, "I’ve confessed, I’ve confessed everything. I can tell you anything you want to know."
"Now?" Richard asked for the third ti.
The male wizard was a bit stupefied upon hearing this: "Isn’t it now?"
"Right now, it’s a bit difficult..." Richard pursed his lips, as if he was pondering, hesitantly saying, "I’m about to conduct an experint, and your confession cos at a bad ti. How about we wait a bit? Tomorrow I’ll be conducting a large experint, and there will be several hours in between when I’ll be free, then we can have a detailed talk."
I... The male wizard felt his breath stall for a mont, his tongue stiffened, he opened his mouth but couldn’t speak for a long ti... Isn’t this over the line? Does a confession require booking a ti now? Who’s proactive, who’s passive?
Uh, alright, right now he is indeed passive. If he gives up this chance, who knows what the situation will be tomorrow.
Moreover, the person in front here, although he said he’d have ti tomorrow, whether he’ll rember him in ti then is another matter.
He was ready to confess, but if he starved to death the night before, it would indeed be ridiculous.
Closing his eyes then opening them, the male wizard felt his last bit of dignity being pulled off by himself, then repeatedly trampled underfoot. The next mont, he grinned, showing a face uglier than crying, and looking at Richard, said: "Uh... I only need a very short ti, just give half an hour."
"Half an hour is all I need to tell you everything." The male wizard said seriously.
"Half an hour? That’s a bit long, I’ll give you... maximaal twenty minutes, can you manage that?" Richard negotiated calmly.
"Fine, twenty minutes then twenty minutes." The male wizard completely gave up any resistance and made a decision, gritting his teeth.
"Very well, follow ." Richard waved his hand and started to walk to the side.
The male wizard tried to stand up, found that this ti the surrounding magic puppets did not press him down again, and actively made way for him to leave.
"Not easy, really not easy... A dignified Second-level Wizard, now finally being able to walk normally." The male wizard thought complicatedly, quickly following Richard’s steps.
...
A mont later, the male wizard followed Richard to the main laboratory in Eden.
"Catch!"
Richard spoke, picking up a vial of pale blue liquid from the table, and tossed it to the male wizard.
"Pop!"
The male wizard, a bit flustered, caught it, and a thought flashed through his mind: this thing looks edible.
Though he was starving, he didn’t put it directly into his mouth, but cautiously asked: "What... what is this?"
He rembered very clearly that Richard had ntioned having a Big Incontinence Potion and a Small Incontinence Potion, which worked well on experint subjects, and he didn’t want to beco one.
Richard glanced at the male wizard and said calmly: "Nutrient Liquid. Due to its high sugar content, it tastes quite sweet, and can quickly replenish energy to ensure you won’t faint from hypoglycemia during your twenty-minute confession. Of course, you can choose not to drink it, that’s your freedom."
Upon hearing this, the male wizard was reassured halfway.
He pulled out the stopper, and carefully licked the Nutrient Liquid with his whitening tongue tip, carefully felt it for a mont, and confird there were no side effects, it seed to be just a "soup" with lots of sugar. Only the na was a bit odd, calling it "Nutrient Liquid" rather than sothing like "Blueberry Sweet Soup."
The male wizard was completely relieved, aid the glass tube full of nutrient liquid to his mouth, took several gulps, and drank it all in one go.
Suddenly feeling more energetic, the male wizard instinctively stood straighter, looked at Richard, and asked: "Alright, you can ask questions now."
"Okay." Richard didn’t dilly-dally, imdiately asking, "Na?"
"Barry Jay Oriel." The male wizard cooperatively and honestly answered.
"Barry, huh..." Richard looked at the male wizard and asked again, "Alright, Mr. Barry, what is your age?"
"Forty-nine." The male wizard called Barry answered again, and then he thought of sothing, added in a voice, "Oh, almost fifty — tomorrow is my birthday, after tonight, I’ll be fifty."
Speaking to the end, the wizard nad Barry was slightly happy, and he nostalgically said in a low voice: "Usually on my birthday, people celebrate for , I wonder if there’s still a chance this ti."
Then he heard Richard’s emotionless words: "If you don’t survive until tomorrow, and your age remains forty-nine, then you won’t need to worry about this issue."
Barry’s expression stiffened: "I’m about to turn fifty tomorrow, I wouldn’t be so unlucky, would I?"
"If you want it, nothing is impossible."
Barry’s expression turned even stiffer, swallowing hard.
"Gulp!"
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