Dotie suspected that there was something wrong with her ears and subconsciously said, "Work? What work? "
This time, it was Rob's turn to raise his eyebrows. "Are you Dotty Becky? 'The Abyss Environment and the Evolution of Creatures' is your thesis, right? "
"Ah, I … I'm Dotty," Dotty stammered. "The Abyssal Environment and Biological Evolution Conjecture was my graduation thesis, but I wrote it blindly because all the popular topics had been chosen. I was worried that I wouldn't be able to graduate, so I could only choose a direction that no one was interested in." After thinking for a while, the girl added in a low voice, "And even if I wrote blindly, it would be hard to prove that I was lying, because no one who entered the Abyss ever came back."
"No, you're wrong." The future Supreme Magus Your Honor said, "I've been to the Abyss and came back safely. The environment and creatures there are very similar to what you described in your thesis, so I need your help now. I wonder if you're willing to be my chief assistant?"
"You … you … you need my help?" Dotty felt dizzy and her brain was lacking oxygen.
It had been a long time since someone asked her for help ever since she suffered a huge blow at the St. Roland Academy of Magic, let alone from someone else. Dotty felt that this moment was unreal, but she was more worried than anything else. "But I haven't done any research for a long time …"
"Then I'll give you half a day to familiarize yourself with the equipment and operation, Orwell." Rob called over a tall and thin magician. Dotty knew the latter. He was famous in the magic world as he was an expert in making and debugging experimental equipment. In the past, Dotty had always looked up to him, and Orwell would never pay attention to someone as insignificant as her.
But now, the future Supreme Magus Your Honor asked Orwell to help her familiarize herself with the equipment in the laboratory.
For the first time, Dotty felt that the reality was so ridiculous. However, the timidity and fear that had been carved into her bones for so many years once again dominated her mind. Compared to being looked down upon, she was more afraid of letting down others' expectations of her. Dotty opened her mouth, wanting to persuade Rob to reconsider the choice of candidate.
However, when he looked up again, the person in front of him was already Orwell.
Even though the latter was also a member of the Magic Association, it was clear that he did not have any impression of a minor character like Dottie. He pushed his glasses up and said in a gentle voice, "Miss Dottie, are you staying in New Tyrus as well? Why haven't I seen you before? Come, let me introduce to you the theory and usage of my newly invented two-stage extractor. Compared to the other extractors on the market, my machine can increase the efficiency by 80% …"
Dotty interrupted Orwell's eloquence. She blushed and said in embarrassment, "Um … Can you start with the most basic introduction of the instrument?"
Perhaps it was because of someone's encouragement, but Dotty's amazing learning speed surprised even Orwell. It took her less than two magic hours to go from a newbie to a skilled manipulator.
After that, Dottie was able to get back to work and began to help Rob deal with the materials at hand.
As the experiment went on, Dottie gradually figured out someone's idea.
The environment of the Abyss was extremely harsh. In order to resist the harsh environment, the creatures that lived there had to be strong enough. This strength was not necessarily in appearance. For example, the strange glowing worms that lived in the rocks that Rob brought back.
Your Honor, the future Supreme Magus, used a piece of granite as a culture medium. In just three days, the worms covered the entire piece of granite. Their reproduction ability was amazing. At the same time, Rob also tried to change the surrounding environment, such as increasing the pH, adding a small amount of saltpeter, venom, and so on. However, in the end, the worms survived tenaciously.
On the twelfth experiment, Dottie finally could not help but ask, "Are you trying to find the reason why these abyssal creatures can adapt to the environment and then use it to modify our crops?"
"You're very perceptive. As expected of the author of 'The Abyss Environment and the Evolution of Creatures'." Rob said, "It's very time-consuming to solve a single disease, and it's not very meaningful. Even if we can survive this crisis, we'll still suffer heavy losses when we change to a new batch of diseases. So, instead of wasting energy on researching diseases, it's better to think about how to make the crops stronger."
"That's indeed a good idea." Dottie's eyes lit up when she heard that. If she could let the wheat obtain the glowing worms' super adaptability to the environment, it would no longer be infected by the disease.
However, this method sounded simple but was actually very difficult to implement. Perhaps only Rob dared to choose such an entry point. Dottie believed that if there was one person in this world who could succeed, it would be the person in front of her.
Over the past few days, the twelve people who were chosen to be Rob's assistants respected and worshiped him more and more. After all, Dottie's case was an exception. In fact, most of the twelve people were talented, and some of them were arrogant and unruly. However, after these few days of interaction, everyone's admiration for Rob was sincere. The process of the experiment was also a learning process, and everyone benefited a lot from it.
Dottie, especially, seemed to have changed into a different person. Her previous timidity and self-doubt were all gone, and the confidence she had before entering the St. Roland Academy of Magic was restored.
If not for the disease still raging outside, Dottie would have even hoped that the research could continue. However, on the fifteenth day, they finally made important progress in the experiment. Everyone in the lab looked very excited, which meant that there was no problem with the previous direction. Soon, they would be able to overcome the catastrophe that plagued the human world.
At the same time, the situation in the Holy Alliance was also stabilizing. Milford had already retreated with his troops half a month ago, and Lionheart VII fulfilled his promise before the war, leading his troops out of St. Massa and returning the ancient city to the hands of the church.
The day before he left, the old Lion King invited the new pope of the church to go hunting.
Lionheart VII took off his heavy armor and changed into casual clothes that were convenient for riding and shooting. His attendant brought two longbows, and Lionheart gestured for the guest to choose first. Wenger shook his head. "I don't know how to hunt. I'll just watch from the side."
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