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A magic theory in his mind was completed, and it was as if Weston's obsessive-compulsive disorder had been released.

After bowing his head for a long time, Weston stretched himself.

And with this action, Lily also understood that 'this guy has returned to reality from his own world. '

"Just leave this thing like this?"

Speaking of this, Weston shook his head, he did not explain.

To be honest, he didn't have an answer either.

Don't look at this research and research it, but his magic theory ends here, and he didn't think about how to preserve it after researching it.

They were unmoved by gravity, and it was hard for Weston to imagine any special props that could preserve them.

But just leave it there until the energy of the magic circle on the ground dissipates, making these powders disappear... Then Weston is really at a loss.

"Perhaps only a vacuum can preserve them."

Saying this sentence was actually two hours after the end of the experiment.

It was dark outside, and Weston actually saw many adventurers looking for fun through the crack of the window.

"Then hurry up! Hurry up and find some boxes and magic props!" Lily didn't talk to a girl in the room for two hours, just staring at the group of powder on the ceiling, Lily felt that only her boss could do it.

Inexplicably a little angry!

"Crates and magic items are not acceptable... Forget it."

Maybe it's just keeping the energy of the magic circle in this way and letting them float like this.

But he obviously couldn't stay here much longer.

"I can only do a magic to integrate these things into it."

Looking at the magic circle on the ground, Weston shook his head helplessly. This is the pain of not having a laboratory. It took so many magic stones to make things, but in the end there were no props to preserve them.

And using magic to contain those universal powders made Weston's heart bleed.How many magic stones are there...

A piece of parchment was spread on the ground, and Weston cut his own wrist artery, blood immediately overflowed like a fountain, splashing pool after pool on the parchment on the ground.

Self-mutilation if there is a disagreement... Lily was shocked by Weston's behavior.

"what are you doing?"

"Of course it's to make magic scrolls. These things can't be wasted." This was the first time he had bled so much in so many months.

[Atmospheric], [Acceleration], [Spiral], [Tearing]... The magical words representing more than a dozen effects were finally combined into a ground-like magic circle.

Will this combined magic circle cause space-time bending, or will there only be an eye of the storm?

Weston found it difficult to define.

However, when he saw that the universal powder floating on the ceiling had slowly joined the magic matrix he painted, and the light of the matrix gradually became more and more dazzling, seeing that the power of magic was about to be aroused, Weston immediately used Sealed the [Stagnation] magic text.

The parchment on the ground was rolled up by Weston and slowly put away.

When the scroll is opened again, it is unknown whether it is calm and the sea cannot be blown by a light wind, or whether it is the fusion of each other that results in a ten thousand-fold increase in power.

However, Weston still marked the rolled parchment with the pattern of a black triangular fan on a yellow background.

Lily was very curious about this: "What is this?"

Weston shook his head, although he expected that the resonance of the magic he made and the universal powder he had researched would be as powerful as the use of uranium in the formulation of an atomic bomb.

But open, what if you can't fart?

Wouldn't that make me a Muggle?

"If you don't say it, don't say it, what's so great." Lily also disdains Weston's magic research, anyway, she can't learn it, can't she?

"Hmm~"

The nasal sound came to Weston's ears inadvertently, and Weston couldn't help but be taken aback: "What eh?"

Lily was asked inexplicably: "What are you talking about?"

"Oh~"

Another sound.

The sound was not from him or Lily next to him, but from the other side of the wall.

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, and immediately held their breath and began to listen carefully.

The creaking sound of the bed rocking, and some kind of crashing sound, accompanied by a deep growl...

Both Weston and Lily are not some idiots living in a golden spoon, even if they are idiots, they know very well what these voices represent.

Weston's black eyes stared strangely at Lily, who was already blushing with shame from those unbearable voices.

Being stared at by Weston scorchingly again, he only felt his body go weak.

"Lily, can you become like the fox girl last time?" Weston asked in a low voice, not wanting to miss those voices, and kept listening to them without being satisfied.

"What do you want to do?"