Fairy’s Box

Director Vista Bryan, handsome, clear-headed, elegant in manner, and high in authority. Fanatical about academic research, venomous and lacking common sense. Beneath the delicate appearance hides the evil essence, the history of being single is equal to age, and there is a reason for sin.

This is the consensus of the upper levels of the obelisk, Yale will not be angry because of her ridicule, what he cares about is another thing. The boy looked at himself in the mirror carefully, his vertical eyes were full of coldness and danger. The image of himself in memory has gradually become blurred, mottled and transparent.

Yale's fingertips rubbed the mirror lightly, covering his eyes, trying to evoke familiar memories, but the cold touch made him feel distance.

Bang! The curtains were pulled up by Vesta again, and the warm sunlight penetrated into the ward, and the light reflected from the mirror dazzled his eyes, but he did not feel any discomfort.

The sun shone through the micro-gap, and the warmth shone on the body, and even the mood seemed to improve.

If you think about it carefully, it is not without benefits. The dynamic vision is enhanced, and there are basically no side effects during the day. The abundant vitality of the dragon's blood poured into his eyes and directly opened the door of life. Maybe he could become a third-order knight in just another year.

dong dong dong...

There was a knock on the door, and the voice of a young man came: "Director Vesta, Vam's autopsy report is out, please review it."

"I see." Vesta stood up, put his hands on the ceiling, leaned forward, stretched his waist lazily, and his full chest almost squeezed out of his uniform.

Before going out, the female commissioner turned around thoughtfully, and hooked her index finger to the two knight apprentices:

"As the executor of the task, you also have the right to know. If you are interested, come and have a look."

"I'm going, I'm going!" The female knight raised her hand and followed.

"Wait for me." Yale hurriedly got off the bed and chased after Nicole.

Following Vesta into the underground spiral staircase, reaching the lower floor of the research institute, walking through various precision instruments, beside a huge transparent tank-shaped building, the four stopped.

Vam's devastated corpse was soaked in embalming solution, head to tail, like a fetus curled up in a mother's body.

"According to our autopsy, the monster's trauma looks serious, but what really killed it was the magic damage from the inside of the body. Look, Персп!"

The researcher pressed the rune under the tank body and activated the perspective spell, and the inside of the corpse was immediately exposed to everyone's sight.

The monster's internal organs and bones have traces of erosion, and the most serious part is in the brain, which has almost become a honeycomb.

"The fatal part is in the brainstem. It can be seen that this is a wound that erupted in an instant. It seems that he sensed that Vam was on the verge of death, and he helped kill it, and finally destroyed himself."

"That might be a subtle power, while granting it far more power than its peers, it slowly erodes its body. If it continues to let the mutation go, it is likely to die, or it may become a more terrifying evil."

"What will it become?" Nicole couldn't help asking, looking at Vam's sieve, which seemed like a brain, she shuddered and got goosebumps all over her body.

The researcher gathered his shoulders and spread his palms: "Without bones and internal organs, it has tenacious vitality, and rotten flesh dominated by unknown forces.

When he came, he added: "It's a pity that he died. If it was a living body, he should be able to study more things."

Yale could imagine that if this Vum was alive, these researchers would probably watch it become diseased, recording every detail until it died or turned into a demon.

"Where's Raul's body? Have you tested it?" He suddenly remembered.

"Dragon blood infected person is the most inferior and most failed blood fusion. That guy's weak physique cannot resist the erosion of dragon blood, and is assimilated into a monster. Even if his physique greatly increases for a while, it will collapse from the inside in a few days. Death. There were many such speculative idiots in ancient times, and we have no shortage of such research materials."

Vitaia snorted coldly and returned his gaze to Vam's corpse: "That guy's strength lies in his connection with the pseudo-Holy Grail, if he doesn't have enough mana to suppress, he will quickly be eroded by dragon power and turn into a crazy beast. .I'm curious about the structure of the pseudo-Holy Grail."

When it comes to the pseudo-Holy Grail, the woman's eyes become bright, and she muttered some professional terms, and soon became intoxicated like no one else.

After seeing Vam's autopsy, the two were led back to the hospital bed. A day later, the whole body was checked again, and no sequelae were found, so he was informed that he could leave at any time.

Yale couldn't wait to leave the ward, smelling disinfectant all day, and eating nutritious meals was too torturous.

Shaking hands with Nicole and saying goodbye, and agreeing on a time for the party, he returned to his residence in a carriage.

Change your clothes first, and then go to the deep water training ground to try your skills. Half of the life gate has been eliminated, and you should be able to dive deeper. In the evening, invite Bruno and the others to come over to play, or to meet Cathy...

He thought about it, took out the key, opened the fence of the courtyard, and walked into the room excitedly, and found a mess.

In the lobby on the ground floor, Beverly's precious kitchen utensils were scattered all over the place, and the frozen ingredients in the cellar were chopped up in pieces. Among them, there is the black wild yak meat that he has coveted for a long time, regarded as a treasure by his roommates, and has been reluctant to cook.

Was it revenge by the enemy? Who is so boring in the obelisk, and went to other people's residences to destroy the ingredients?

Yale picks up the black wild yak slices distressedly, nothing else matters, such delicious beef must not be wasted!

He packed up the beef slices and put them back into the cellar. With his eyesight that could see things even in the dark, he saw in the corner of the wall, Alice's dead head.

That guy Arcia will go crazy when he sees it! Oops! my flower! The boy's heart was cold.

When I walked to the stairs, I saw the stumps and broken arms of Alice's dolls.

Not bothering to clean up, Yalei rushed to his room, pushed open the door, and was about to cry without tears. The roses and roses on the hanging basket on the windowsill were all picked. The violets, tulips and lilies on the balcony were ripped off.

The ink chrysanthemum, which was just bought a few months ago, was broken into pieces, and the petals were mashed into a paste and buckled in the water cup sink. Peppermint and spearmint huddled in the corner and survived. The dianthus and cymbidium hanging on the wall were smashed to the ground, half-dead.

The precious dragon's blood tree and Begonia were dying, and their trunks were broken.

On his own couch, there is a little boy with reddish brown hair about ten years old, who is holding the waiting Alice to play|doll asleep...

Who is this guy... no matter who you are! If you let me know that you are the culprit, I must hang you up and beat you! Hit repeatedly!