Chapter 711: Garrett, Don’t Blow Up the Ship! Oh, It’s Cirella? Never Mind...
The study fell silent. Cirella occupied one corner of Garrett’s study, facing away from him as they each focused on their research.
Garrett was busy writing, calculating, drawing magic circles, constructing magical formations, and casting spells for validation, while Cirella... was just burning things.
She burned copper wire, iron wire, mithril wire, and adamantine wire. She burned copper sulfate, ferrous sulfate, sodium chloride, and silver nitrate.
Anything the young lady could think of and was available on the ship, she burned it all.
She didn’t use an alcohol lamp or a Bunsen burner—there was no ready supply of gas on the ship, and Garrett hadn’t modified a Bunsen burner.
Garrett used the magical formations in his instruments to generate flames, but as for Cirella...
The young lady held up a finger, and a wisp of transparent flame arose from her fingertip. With her other hand, she pushed the metal wire into the flame.
“Ugh, I don’t have enough hands; I can’t measure the wavelengths in time…”
“Suspend the flame in the air, don’t use your finger,” Garrett quickly turned his head.
“Hold the metal wire with Mage Hand, freeing both hands to operate the light wave measuring instrument!”“Got it!”
Cirella cheerfully manipulated the magical elements, controlled the Mage Hand, and continued burning, observing, and recording. Garrett, on the other hand, kept scratching his head, biting his pen, squeezing out magical formations as if squeezing toothpaste.
“I feel like this bit of progress is far from enough…”
Last time, he had advanced to a level 6 mage by dissecting the “Bloodline Identification” spell and combining modules targeting blood types into a new spell.
The entire research, from concept to process to result, was completely his own innovation.
But this time, for testing blood potassium, blood sodium, and blood calcium, the magic was new, but the thinking was old.
Garrett had a vague feeling that he might need to delve into something deeper, more fundamental to complete his advancement.
“Where is that point… Surely I don’t have to research…”
Garrett swallowed the words “electron transition” back, pondering deeply.
“Bloodline Identification… Bloodline Identification… Why does this part of the formation show color, but that part doesn’t?”
Flame burning—electrons absorb enough energy—electron transition—return to the original level—emit photons—produce visible light.
Bloodline Identification—produce the same color in the meditation vision.
So, the principle of this part of the Bloodline Identification formation might be similar to flame burning, or in some sense, it provides energy to stimulate electron transitions?
To prove this point, first, he had to prove that what could be seen in the meditation vision was the same as the photons emitted by flame burning…
Garrett couldn’t do that. For him, or rather for ordinary humans, what could be seen in the meditation vision could not be seen with human eyes.
However, just because humans couldn’t see it didn’t mean other creatures couldn’t. For example, Cirella could directly see X-rays with her eyes.
“Cirella?”
The silver dragon girl turned her head. In that instant, a bottle of solution suspended in the air tipped over, spilling entirely.
Half of it spilled on the table, the other half mixed into some beaker with an unknown liquid...
“Cire… lla…”
“Ah, I’ll clean it up right away!” Cirella quickly stuck out her tongue. With a wave of her hand, a cleaning spell swept away the liquid on the table.
“What’s up?”
She moved so quickly that Garrett decided not to dwell on her improper operation. He picked up a test tube containing a potassium chloride solution, took a drop of the solution, and turned to face the silver dragon girl. ℝÅN𝖔฿Е𐌔
“Cirella, look closely. When I cast the spell, can you see a purple light? Just like when burning the solution with a flame? Three, two, one!”
A fragmented version of the Bloodline Identification spell was cast. The silver dragon girl squinted her eyes, examining for a while.
“It’s not very clear. Hold on…”
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, exhaled deeply, then again. When she opened her eyes again, her silver-blue pupils had turned into pure silver vertical pupils.
“Again!”
Garrett cast the spell once more. This time, Cirella frowned for a long time, then gently shook her head.
Was his direction of thinking wrong?
Was there a problem with the research approach?
Garrett’s heart sank. However, after shaking her head, Cirella stimulated her vision for a while longer, slowly contemplating before answering.
“It seems like I can see it, but it’s not clear... Maybe the room is too bright…”
Too bright? Then use a darkness spell! Garrett stood up, closed the door, drew the curtains, and extinguished all the lamps in the room. What? It was broad daylight, and the two of them were sneaking around inside?
Who cares!
He even felt the room wasn’t dark enough, so he cast darkness spells on every possible light source around the windows and doors. Only when the room was pitch black did he fumble back, holding up the test tube of potassium chloride solution.
“Ready?”
“Ready!”
The silver dragon girl answered crisply. Garrett focused, took the solution, and cast the spell—
“I see it, I see it!” The silver dragon girl exclaimed joyfully.
“Hey, it’s really a tiny bit of very faint light. You can’t see it in normal form!”
So, it might really be stimulating visible light, but just very, very weak visible light? Humans in their normal state couldn’t see it, only in a meditative state?
Garrett wanted to test further. He cast a light spell, turned around, took out several test tubes of different concentrations of potassium chloride solution, and shuffled them.
“Cirella, try to see if you can identify the colors, which is lighter, which is deeper?”
He cast the spells one by one. In the darkness, Cirella’s vertical pupils shone, carefully observing.
“Hmm... The third one is the lightest, the second is deeper, the first is even deeper, and the fourth is the deepest…”
All correct!
Cirella, as an auxiliary observer, you are amazing!
Garrett was suddenly filled with inspiration, giving her a thumbs up before lowering his head to write quickly. Cirella also happily turned back, humming a tune as she continued burning various solutions.
“This one is purplish-red…”
“This one is ocher…”
“This one is yellow-green…”
“This one is…”
“Boom!!!”
A deafening explosion. The air surged, fragments flew.
Fortunately, Garrett was wearing the medal gifted by the queen; the Defense Arrow automatically activated, saving him from being disfigured by glass shards. Just as he was about to duck under the table for cover, a figure pounced on him, pressing him tightly against the table.
“Cough... Cough, Cirella, let me go… You’re crushing me…”
Garrett struggled to get up. Meanwhile, exclamations, shouts, and hurried footsteps echoed outside the cabin. Suddenly, the room brightened as the darkness spell was dispelled, and a head peeked in.
“Garrett! Are you alright?!”
Joanna was nearly in a panic. Safe travels, a happy return, everyone was excited to get home, and suddenly there was an explosion! Blasting out from the cabin, blowing out the windows and frames entirely!
What happened?!
There was still an assassin on board! Although shackled, bound by spells and ropes, and closely watched, who knew what tricks he might pull?!
If anything happened to Garrett, it would be a disaster!
“Garrett, don’t blow up the ship!”
She rushed over to check, only to see Garrett innocently lying on the table, with Cirella standing sheepishly nearby. The table closest to the young lady had collapsed completely, as if it had taken a direct hit from a fireball spell.
“Oh, it’s Cirella? Then never mind…”
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