The vague shape of a human was very similar to Roland's.
They looked at each other but didn't say anything.
Then, they waited for a while, and the old doctor walked out and said solemnly, "It's not a big problem. He'll be fine after a period of rest."
"But his eyes and nose are bleeding." The director asked in fear, "And he's fine?"
"Just a simple nosebleed, and some blood oozed out from under his eyelids," the old doctor said helplessly. The old doctor said helplessly, "He vomited blood because he bit his tongue. The wound is quite big, which is the reason why he fainted, because it was too painful."
Everybody looked at each other in bewilderment.
The director asked hesitantly, "Are you saying that he only has some external wounds?"
"Yes." The old doctor nodded. "His pulse, his auscultation, and even his brainwave test all indicate that he didn't drink too much."
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Now that they were the only person with superpowers, if something bad happened to him in their hands, the higher-ups would probably want to tear them apart.
But even so, they still had to write a letter of self-criticism.
The director said, "You continue your work. I'll report it to my superiors. I hope they won't transfer me. "
Everyone else smiled. The person in charge's words meant that he was willing to shoulder the responsibility.
It was a good thing for his subordinates.
After all, nobody was willing to walk away from such a rare research project.
If there were research results, they would be the first to enjoy them.
At that time, if he could also use magic, that would be such a happy thing.
But they could also tell that the director wasn't very sad, which meant that it wasn't a serious matter. He might be scolded, but it was unlikely that he would be transferred.
The director soon left.
The others continued to study the data.
While Roland cast the spell, they had been recording it with the instruments nearby.
About an hour later, the director came back after a call. He was sweating, but he seemed quite relaxed.
When the researchers saw this, they knew that the matter was over.
"Okay, let's have a temporary meeting. We don't need to go to the conference room. We'll have it here." The person in charge waved his hand to attract everyone's attention. Then, he said, "Now our test subject has such a big problem. How much information have you got? If there's no progress in the research, then wouldn't it be a waste for me to be scolded by the higher-ups for nearly an hour? At that time, you will be scolded by me for an hour. "
The group of people laughed awkwardly when they saw the person in charge's expression.
Then, it was still the researcher who held the scan earlier who stood up and said, "According to my speculation just now, Roland was beyond his abilities when he used the extraction spell. The reason why he fainted and bled, could it be a sign of the price? "
"This is a little unbelievable, isn't it? It can be considered a free testimony."
"Yes, we need more reasonable data to support our argument."
"But science can also be hypothesized first and then verified."
"Roland's ability isn't completely related to research. This might have a lot to do with idealism."
"Idealistic things cannot be trusted at all."
"Do you have the ability to say that the microscopic world completely obeys the known laws of physics? For example, a certain domain of the microscopic world also completely abides by the conservation of energy?
"Oh …"
The researchers began to argue.
The person in charge had a headache. He turned around and asked, "Right, how much deuterium did Roland just extract?"
"About three grams."
Hiss!
Because Roland's fainting was too serious and scary, most of them had rushed to the nurses to wait for news. So, they didn't ask how much target material Roland extracted.
Now that they heard it, their eyes almost turned green.
"Under normal circumstances, how much does it cost us to extract one gram of deuterium?"
"It's hard to calculate, but the energy consumed is indeed more than the energy generated by the extracted deuterium."
The cost of distillation and electrolysis was not just the energy consumption, but also the time cost. It was indeed a huge loss.
Therefore, there was a reason why deuterium nuclear power plants were eliminated.
"It means that Roland can extract three grams of deuterium from his blood." The person in charge was slightly surprised. "Also, he has a lot of room for growth. If he can become as strong as he is in the game, it won't be a problem for him to extract a hundred grams at a time as long as there's enough seawater. If he can extract two to three kilograms for us every day, our country won't have to worry about energy anymore. "
"Now, calculate the data of all the instruments when the transparent shadow appeared behind Roland. Don't let go of the change of the decimal point. Do you understand? Try to collect as much data as possible. "
Most of the time, scientific research didn't have any shortcuts. It was simply about collecting data, deriving data, and then collecting more data until a new formula was established.
Only then could the research make a breakthrough.
It might only take two or three months, or it might take more than ten years.
When Roland woke up, it was already three hours later.
After he sat up, he found that his mouth hurt a lot.
Seeing that, the nurse next to him immediately asked, "Comrade Huang, you're awake? Do you feel anything? "
Roland was about to talk, but he felt excruciating pain the moment his tongue moved.
His face was almost twisted.
He pointed at his mouth to the nurse and gestured for a pen and paper.
The nurse was very smart. None of the nurses in such a place were stupid. She understood what was going on and quickly gave the pen and paper to Roland after she went out.
Then, the nurse was followed by a few doctors led by the old doctor.
The last person to come in was the director.
Roland picked up the pen and paper and wrote, "My tongue hurts. I can't talk. Did the experiment succeed?"
The old doctor sat down and felt Roland's pulse.
The director nodded and said, "It worked. Three grams of deuterium."
Roland wrote, "That's good. Leader, I want to ask for a leave of two to three years. The magic just now greatly affected my mental power. I have to stop the experiment. "
"Okay, I'll allow it. Take a good rest at home."
The director agreed without hesitation.
Roland had been working in the underground laboratory for more than a month. Everybody could tell that he was a good man who didn't want to take a break after a few days of work.
Now that he said that his mental power was affected, it had to be true.
After getting the leave, Roland lay on the bed for another two hours. When he felt better, he drove home.
His parents were quite shocked by his inability to talk. Then, they saw Roland write, "I accidentally fell and bit my tongue at work. It's not a big deal."
They were finally reassured.
After resting for a few hours at home, Roland entered the game again when the server was reopened.
His body in the game was much stronger than in reality.
In the real world, a simple wishing spell would have such a huge impact after casting, but there was no such burden in the game.
Roland teleported to the seaside and extracted the deuterium with Extraction.
It was the same spell with different abilities. He extracted ten grams of deuterium in the game.
And nothing happened to him at all.
The side effects of Lesser Benediction couldn't affect Roland at all.
Deuterium was a gas. Roland didn't use a container. He simply sealed the extracted air mass in his hand with his mental power.
It was colorless and tasteless.
It could burn.
Roland then dispersed the mass into the air.
He then teleported back to Delpon and began his research.
During the few days he was on leave, he spent all his time on this research.
About four days later, the results of his research came out.
Using a small magic brick as a container, the small magic brick was only one-tenth the size of a regular magic brick.
It was hollow inside and stored a little more than a gram of deuterium.
Then, he engraved a super small magic array on the surface of the magic brick.
The effect was to transform the magic power of the small magic brick into a blue magic fireball with a radius of about forty centimeters.
And it would explode immediately after two seconds.
It was no longer a magic brick but a consumable magic conducting item.
He made three such magic-guiding items and polished them into the shape of bullets.
And the three magic conducting items were divided into three sizes: small, medium, and large.
Even the large one was only about the size of a baby's fist.
After doing all this, he rested for a while, then teleported to the seaside and started a livestream on the forum.
"I Made Three Big Explosions and Tested their Power on the Spot"
Roland's account on the forum had millions of followers.
It was an unadulterated amount of attention.
So, after only ten seconds, the number of people in the livestream room rose at an unbelievable rate.
"Shoot, Roland made a big explosion? Is it what I think it is? "
"Damn, it can't be a super-huge blue fireball, can it?"
"I think it should be something like a meteor shower."
"Whatever it is, it must be a new spell."
"This is the seaside? No man's land? It seems that Roland is serious. He's going to do a big experiment. "
"Let's see how much the Mages have evolved."
"No, you should say how much the Mages have evolved. Ordinary Mages are still trying to expand the range of their reading to a radius of about thirty meters. "
A lot of comments flew up in the livestream room.
Roland waited for a moment and saw that the number of people had reached more than three hundred thousand. Then he said, "I had an idea recently, so I did an experiment. I don't know if it will work. But in any case, I want to show it to everyone. "
With a great discovery, or rather, with a new ability, it would be as awkward as walking in the dark in luxurious clothes if he didn't pretend to be cool in front of everyone!
Of course, that was just Roland's joke. His real purpose was actually to intimidate everyone.
Whether or not he succeeded, his idea would be intimidating to some players and forces.
And even if it didn't work now, it didn't mean that it wouldn't work in the future.
While the netizens were curious, confused, and excited, Roland took out the three bullets from his Backpack and put them in his palm.
"This is what I've newly made," Roland said as if he were presenting a treasure. "Isn't it beautiful?"
"Three bullets?"
"Bullets for pistols, snipers, and mortars?"
"What material is that? It's blue and looks like glass, but it has magic power flowing in it. It feels like it contains a lot of energy."
"Roland didn't invent bullets, did he? That thing is meaningless."
"It's indeed meaningless. What guns and cannons can do, magic can do too."
After the comments flew for a while, Roland said, "These three bullets are the product of combining the essence of all my current knowledge."
The comments in the livestream room were greatly reduced. Everyone's curiosity was aroused, and they didn't want to type anymore after listening to the explanation.
"The structural material of the bullets is a special energy crystal that only I can make in the entire world." Roland smiled and continued, "The magic array on the surface is a compound magic array. There are four magic arrays stacked on top of each other, and one of them involves divination magic arrays. It's quite technologically advanced for the time being."
When it came to magic, nobody could refute it.
If Roland said it was advanced technology, then it was certainly advanced technology.
If anyone had a problem with it, they could refute it with a more advanced magic array.
"Then, I sealed some deuterium inside the bullets."
Two seconds after he said that, a dense barrage of comments popped up on the screen.
Those who didn't understand naturally typed question marks.
Those who did, of course, typed question marks.
They felt that there was something wrong with Roland.
"That's right. It's exactly the deuterium you're imagining." Roland summoned a cloud, jumped on it, and slowly floated into the air. "So, the experiment I'm doing is exactly what you're imagining."
Not only were the netizens watching Roland's livestream, but almost all the researchers in the underground experiment base were watching it.
After all, Roland was the subject of their research, and they had been collecting information on his performance and behavior in the game.
Also, they had generated his personality profile.
When Roland said that the bullets were sealed with deuterium, the director spat out the goji berry water he was drinking from his vacuum flask.
The researchers all opened their mouths wide.
They knew that Roland was wild in the game, but they didn't know that he was so wild.
The cloud rose to the sky about a kilometer from the ground.
Roland kept two bullets and only kept the smallest one.
Then, he turned around and said to the reef not far away, "Let's use that area to test the power of the small bullets first."
He snapped his fingers, and a translucent spatial bubble appeared before him.
"It's time to witness a miracle."
He smiled and put the blue 'pistol bullet' into the spatial bubble.
Everybody who was watching the livestream subconsciously swallowed.
The spatial bubble swallowed the bullet and spurted it out two seconds later.
A feeble blue light shot out at a high speed, causing a sonic boom. Roland's Magic Shield trembled for a moment.
Fortunately, a few seconds later, a pair of white lights flashed from the distant reef.
Then, a blue fireball seemed to expand at an unbelievable speed.
Then, the image of Roland's livestream turned blue and red.
Also, only rumbling noises came out in the middle of the livestream.
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