Experiment 5

  The Dryad's hair changes color with the seasons and has an elfin beauty to her face. Her life is tied to that of a giant oak tree, if they are separated by more than 300 yards, the dryad will wither and die within 24 hours.

  The life force of this tree spirit is slowly fading away, it seems that leaving the oak tree has been for some time. According to reason, the withering process of the tree spirit and its pain, but her expression strangely does not have any meaning of suffering, even the due fear does not exist.

  She tilted her head and stared at Penny Sien, who was tidying up tools with his back to her, in a somewhat puzzled tone:

  Are you afraid?

  "What am I afraid of? You're the one who should be scared." Penny Sien paused, and indeed he was scared, because he had never cut up a living humanoid creature before, which undoubtedly touched his moral bottom line. Although this line had almost been worn out after eight years of life, he still wasn't mentally prepared to become the Texas Chainsaw Massacre.

  But for now, he had to do this, even with blood on his hands and evil in his heart, he had to leave this place. However, the tree spirit's calmness made him feel uneasy, so he tried to make the tree spirit fearful, which would reduce his guilt about what was going to happen: "You see, your corpse will be kept there."

  The tree spirit slid along Panni's fingers and saw a giant glass bowl filled with **, right in the middle of which was a skull. Half of the skull seemed to come from a Zorvath sprite, but the other half had horns and bone spines, it was unknown whether it came from a demon from a deep layer of the underworld. The half of the skull that belonged to the Zorvath was gritting its teeth in extreme pain, with its white eyes rolled up, while the half of the face that belonged to the demon had a calm smile, and the red light in its eyes still flickered, as if it hadn't died yet.

  "It looks terrifying." The tree spirit replied calmly, without any hint of fear, which made Penny Sienna very disappointed:

  "But you're not afraid at all."

  "Why should I be afraid?" The tree spirit laughed, looking very pretty, like a young girl: "Happiness and suffering are the two ends of the balance scale. When I suffer hardship, there must be others who gain happiness from it, right?"

  "Ilmarinen..." Panni's mouth twitched slightly, the treant's words were Ilmarinen's creed, and at this moment these words sounded especially piercing to his ears: "Shouldn't the treants believe in Mielikki?"

  "The temple of the Lord of Martyrdom is right beneath my companion," said the tree spirit, referring to her companion, the oak tree that had grown alongside her: "His voice has accompanied me as I grew up, and I am always ready to fulfill his creed."

  "You don't want to hurt me, but some reasons force you to do so, I can feel it."

  Beni tilted her head away, trying to avoid the tree spirit's gaze as much as possible.

  "Even if you are mired in the mud, as long as there is still light in your heart, it can let me know that the fate I am about to face is not completely worthless." The tree spirit looked at Penny gently: "Ilmater has already forgiven your sins."

  "I don't need his forgiveness." Penny picked up the scalpel, her tone already somewhat irritable.

  The tree spirit closed its amber-colored eyes: "May you soon be free from suffering."

  Pannie stabbed a knife into the tree spirit's ear, accurately hitting a nerve, without even a single drop of extra blood flowing out.

  He had dissected the corpse of a tree spirit and knew exactly where to strike to render her a vegetable, but the rise and fall of her chest indicated that she was still alive.

  But Penny knew this life was slipping away from him, no matter what he did.

  But at this moment, he still felt how dirty he was. His whole body involuntarily lost strength, his stomach churned like the sea, and if he couldn't control it, he would vomit at any time.

  This tree spirit was unfamiliar with him, but tried to redeem him.

  Squeak~

  The door opened and a middle-aged man with glasses and a red robe appeared at the entrance: "It's about to begin."

  Pan Ni responded faintly, but saw that Zhan Huashi did not lean in close to the experimental platform, instead beckoning him to follow.

  Two people entered the cubicle. The magic lantern in this cubicle was operating smoothly, and on the table in the center was a magical plate with two... arms floating above it?

  Penny closed her eyes slightly, feeling the surging life force and magic in her arms. She gave Zhan Huashi a questioning look, but saw that he was sitting on a chair, taking off his gloves, rolling up his sleeves, revealing two withered arms like skeletons: "Replace mine."

  Pannie hesitated for a moment, reattaching severed limbs wasn't a simple surgery, in another world, it wasn't something one person could do alone, several doctors of varying sizes would need to convene and discuss it like a lesson before starting, but this world had the power of magic, so it was probably different.

  Panny pulled out a new arm from the magic bowl and sensed its extraordinary magical power. He simply closed his eyes to sense it, and knew that this operation was not very difficult for him. It only required some effort to trim and connect the flesh, so he picked up the tools and began to replant James' limbs.

  Jian Hua's arms were somehow injured, dry and lifeless, no wonder Panni felt so strange every day, and the corrosion was still rising along his forearm, it really came to the point where he couldn't change it anymore, but Panni Xien felt a little skeptical.

  This surgery, cutting off the old and grafting on the new, during this process, Zhan Hua Shi has no arms, except for third-level or lower magic releases, he can't use other magic, can't use his current highest fourth-level Arcana, his strength is halved, while Penny is within arm's reach, grasping Zhan Hua Shi's limbs, in this situation...

  If Penny had malicious intent, then Zhan Huashi would have been dead nine times out of ten. No matter how hard Penny thought about it, he couldn't think of any third-level or lower magic that could help Zhan Huashi avoid disaster in this situation, let alone the time it took to chant the spell.

  As for Zhan Hua's ability to instantaneously cast zero-level magic... If he uses his precious fourth-level magic slot for this purpose, haha...

  So Penny couldn't help but wonder, did Zhan Hua Shi really trust him that much?

  To know that distance is equal to a monk's life, the monk faces familiar friends and often reserves a certain distance when it's not necessary. Zhan Hua Shi did so, which was equivalent to handing over half of his old life to Penny. Can this dean be so at ease?

  What kind of virtues are these Red Guards, doesn't Zhang Huasheng know?...

  But thinking about it, the priests of the evil deity who can perform such operations in Ser... the red robes of the same rank... seem to be some unreliable guys too.

  Despite Penny's wild thoughts, she completed the surgery in about three hours. Magic was indeed a wonderful power. Penny cut off Jianshu's dead hand, and the new arm seemed to automatically bond with the broken end under the effect of magic. Penny only needed to adjust the blood vessels and nerves one by one. She didn't know what kind of magic Jianshu had cast beforehand, but she didn't feel any pain as she made these movements.

  The necromancy is indeed extraordinary.

  During the operation, there was a small episode. The life breath of the person next door quietly disappeared about two hours after the operation started. This made Pan Ni let out a sigh of relief and finally escaped the errand of the big tree spirit. For a corpse, he still couldn't bring himself to do it.

  "Oh, done, not bad." Zhan Huashi flexed his hands and made a few gestures, showing a satisfied expression to Penny: "You can go back now."

  "Uh..." Penny hesitated: "Experiment..."

  "The experiment is complete." Zhan Huashi swept the two withered arms on the ground into his magic bag: "Am I not alive?"

  Penny found out that she seemed to have misunderstood something: "But what about the tree spirit outside?"

  "If you were willing, the experimental material we had today was supposed to be hers. But it seems you're not willing, so I'll have to replace the experimental subject."

  Penny was stunned for a moment, then understood.

  The thoughts of this group of red robes are really complicated.

  "Ten years ago, if I had met a disciple like you, I would have made an example out of you without hesitation, because I thought that such a foolish and weak waste didn't deserve to be a Red Robe." Zhan Huashi said bluntly: "But now it seems that people like you are not completely useless."

  Penny remained silent, knowing that his fate seemed to have reached a critical juncture, but the most difficult part seemed to have been passed in the experimental process, so he was not too worried.

  "You must be of some use, but not too conspicuous." Penny's eyes widened in surprise, and Renger Jahnke laughed even more strangely: "Apprentice, I have to say, I quite like this sentence, but you are much more useful than you imagine yourself to be, and also more conspicuous."

  "Go back and pack your things. Tomorrow morning, someone will come to notify you to find me. Also, prepare a few first-class spells, or I might change my mind."

  Penny Sien walked out of the lab building with a dazed expression, and it was hard to describe what he was feeling at the moment, but there was one emotion that could be confirmed.

  That's delightful.