Potter walked near the crowd, leading three stronger students behind him.
After everyone saw Potter, they took the initiative to get out of the way and let Potter lead the people in and walked to the body in the circle.
Walking to the corpse, Potter took a look at the corpse and found that it was said to be a corpse, but in fact it was almost unrecognizable. Because it fell from such a high place, the entire body had been twisted into a weird posture, like a rag doll.
Potter looked at it without saying much. He waved and asked the three people following him to carry the body away. Then he cast a spell and used water spells to wash the deck clean.
Looking up, Potter looked at the people around him and saw many complicated expressions, some with doubts and some with worries.
Thoughts were racing in his mind, and after a while, Potter decided to calm down everyone's emotions.
With a slight cough, Potter quieted down the people who were whispering around him, and said slowly: "I don't need to say more, I think everyone should know that this is the third time the same thing has happened. The specific reason, I don't know. It's very clear, but I'm investigating. If I can't find out, I will tell the wizards and ask them to take action.
In short, don't worry too much about this matter, just live a normal life. The White Stone Tower allows you to board the ship, which will naturally ensure your safety and ensure that you reach your destination safely, except of course those who were eliminated in the test. that's all. "
After Potter finished speaking, he nodded slightly and turned to leave.
Everyone stood there, watching Potter leave, talking for a while, and then gradually dispersed.
…
In the next few days, Porter and his people did continue to investigate, but the deaths of sailors also continued - one person a day, extremely punctual - four jumps, five jumps, six jumps...
But on the seventh day, I don't know if the murderer was preparing to take a day off, or Porter's investigation had made progress, and surprisingly no one died. After searching every corner of the ship, no body of the sailor was found.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the murder was over.
But Richard's view was completely opposite, and he didn't think this was a good thing. Most likely, this only represents the end of the first phase of the murderer's murder plan and the beginning of the next phase.
…
On the night of the seventh day, inside the cabin.
Richard, who should have been sitting on a chair, was leaning on the bed. Pandora, who was supposed to be sleeping on the bed, was sitting on a chair.
Pandora was holding a white jade piece in one hand and a carving knife in the other. She was looking at the pattern drawn on the papyrus scroll unfolded on the table. She was frowning and thinking, as if she was deciding some important choice in life. Same.
After a long time, Pandora withdrew her gaze from the scroll, fell on the white jade piece, and then held the carving knife and lightly scratched the white jade piece.
"prick… "
Jade chips flew into the air, and a deep scratch appeared on the white jade piece.
"Huh..."
After the carving was completed, Pandora exhaled as if she had accomplished something important, and then looked up at the papyrus scroll again.
After looking at it for a while, Pandora picked up the carving knife again and looked at the white jade for a moment.
"Stab... click!"
My heart relaxed slightly, but I didn't hold back my strength, and the white jade piece broke instantly.
Looking at the piece of white jade broken into two pieces, Pandora was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Richard.
Richard smiled and encouraged: "Continue."
"Humph, no!" Pandora shouted, throwing the white jade pieces and carving knives in her hands on the table, stood up from the chair, walked quickly to the bed, and said angrily, "Liar, not at all Is not fun!"
"Is not fun?"
"It's not fun!" Pandora's voice was very sure.
"Forehead… "
"I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, please get out of the way." Pandora opened her eyes wide and said.
"Uh, okay." Richard walked out of bed with some helplessness and watched Pandora quickly climb up and fall asleep. After just a moment, she had already fallen asleep.
Shaking his head, Richard couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Well, I have to admit, his plan failed.
Originally, he was thinking that Pandora was always in a daze after sleeping every day, which was a bit of a waste of labor, so he might as well "use it effectively". Even if Pandora can't help much, doing some simple things can always help.
For example, it didn't matter if he failed to carve a few not very precise magic lines on the white jade piece. He was very patient - very patient and slowly trained Pandora into a skilled low-tech child laborer.
But... now it seems that it's not enough for him to be patient. Pandora doesn't have this patience. In Pandora's eyes, the world is big and nothing is as big as her sleeping. And if you have to work during your sleep break, you might as well continue sleeping.
Looking at Pandora on the bed, Richard couldn't help but think, from now on, Pandora won't increase her sleeping time to twenty-four hours a day, right
If this is true, there are twenty-four hours in a day, and sleeping only takes up twenty-four hours, then... what is the difference between this and coma
"Huh..."
After exhaling, Richard shook his head again and put his thoughts away. He walked to the table, preparing to slowly solve Pandora's matter in the future. For now, he still started researching.
Well, get to work.
Yesterday, he had optimized and improved the magic pattern of Wind Lightness, and successfully carved it onto the No. 1 ring. This resulted in three solidified spells on Ring No. 1: Wind Lightness, Wind Brute Force, and Pierce's Nervous Sensitivity.
Therefore, activating the No. 1 ring can make the body faster, stronger, and more responsive, which greatly enhances the body's melee capabilities.
However, he was not satisfied with this. What he wanted to study now was the magic pattern found on the inner wall of the drift bottle.
Through constant observation, he has painted part of the magic pattern onto the papyrus scroll, which is the one currently unfolded and placed on the table.
Regarding the magic pattern in the painting, he had some guesses. It was probably an ultra-complex compound magic pattern with multiple functions, such as stimulating the growth, development, mutation, and evolution of living organisms.
He feels that one of the specific functions can be extracted and used, such as: increasing the speed of cell division and accelerating wound healing; increasing the body's metabolic rate and overall improving physical fitness; reducing telomere loss during cell division and increasing the efficiency of cell division. Extreme times, extending cell life, etc.
This research is not simple, and the complexity of the magic pattern makes it very difficult, but he feels that if he puts in enough energy, he can succeed.
Thinking about this, Richard concentrated his energy, sat on the chair, and looked at the unfolded papyrus scroll. He reached out and picked up Pandora's discarded carving knife and a new piece of white jade, and started to move his hands.
"Tick, stab, stab..."
The carving knife scratches on the white jade piece, carving out strips of magic lines, and some fine places are processed using space iron rings, constantly testing the range of functional units of the magic lines and their role.
"Crackling..."
The wick of the oil lamp crackled slightly, and time continued to pass...
For a long time…
After working for a long time, Richard stood up, added new oil to the oil lamp to make the light stable, moved his body, and made a series of bone noises like exploding beans.
After a brief rest, Richard sat down and prepared to work again. Suddenly he felt something. He stood up suddenly, turned his head, and looked sharply at a corner of the cabin.