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Li Ang paused and said slowly: However, there are some obvious problems in this timeline.

The first is the time of death.

Time of death? Shinji glanced at Solomon's body and frowned.

Li Ang said: In most worldview settings, extraordinary people have higher physical fitness and life span than ordinary humans because of their supernatural powers.

If Teresa was born in 1011, the year of Solomon's Goddess, then in 1086 now, they would be in their seventies.

Even for ordinary people, this age is not particularly old.

But judging from the appearance of the corpses, they clearly died of old age, and the corpses had been staying here for many years, so the time did not match.

David couldn't help but interjected: Wait, you mean, they also suffer from progeria in the guardian village?

Isn't it true that only ghouls can suffer from progeria?

Or do they actually have ghoul blood?

I didn't say that.

Li Ang spread his hands and said casually: It is also possible that there is a problem with the flow of time in this area.

Or the body may decay at an accelerated rate after death.

The possibilities are many.

What I am more concerned about are the last three questions:

Why do they want to return to the Holy Mountain to test?

Why in the second return, Ken is not there,

And why Theresa and Solomon are stranded in the Holy Mountain Trial.

No one answered Li Ang's question. Fortunately, he didn't dwell on it.

correct.

Li Ang thought of something and turned to look at Liu Wushao, Can you still use that skill of yours?

Li Ang was naturally referring to the [Return My Beautiful Fist] owned by Liu Wushao, which can repair items.

Liu Wuxiao nodded. The cooldown time of this skill is twenty minutes. The CD has been turned on now. What do you need me to fix?

this.

Li Ang picked up the stack of experimental logs placed on the third floor of the mage tower, turned it back side up, and handed it to Liu Wushao, The content at the back of the experimental log should be the latest.

These things are quite damaged. See if you can repair them.

It's okay, even if it can't be repaired, it doesn't matter.

Let me try.

Liu Wushao nodded, took a stance, and punched the experiment log.

boom!

The stack of experimental logs that had been burnt black was quickly repaired, as if going back in time, and gradually turned from charred black to the normal white color of the paper.

By the time the effect of [Give Me Back My Pretty Fist] ended, the last few pictures in the experiment log had turned white.

Although the handwriting on it is still blurry, at least some sentences can be distinguished.

Everyone gathered in front of the paper and observed it carefully.

The last few pages of the experiment log record Solomon’s magic research.

The research project is to use extraordinary power to restore sanity to resurrected corpses.

[The 124th test, using the emotion suppressor produced by the United City Slave Thought Control Device, still has no effect on the third-stage necromorph. The created necromorphs are still violent and unintelligent]

[In the 125th test, the newly developed drug seemed to improve the physical fitness of the corpse, but it did not restore the brain disorder to normal. The necromorph broke free during the experiment and attacked me, forcing its brain to be destroyed... The gate to the Holy Mountain has been closed, and the number of experimental subjects is getting less and less... Oh, sometimes I am too Thinking, what is the meaning of all this? Even if I develop a method that can help the corpse regain his sanity, I can't pass it on to the outside world to help him regain his sanity...]

[The 126th test, the zombie self-destructed, and the test was interrupted]

[The 127th test, the corpse mutated accelerated decay, the test was interrupted]

...

[The 143rd test, the last two test materials, finally achieved results. With the help of Teresa, I used the corpses of former brave men to successfully create two necromorph creatures that had reason and could communicate... .Although I have not yet reached the level of complete recovery of sanity that I imagined, I can still proudly declare that I am now the man in the world who is closest to the realm of the forbidden gods who created living creatures. Hahaha, I wish that Finn guy could be here so I could see the look on his face... I wonder how they are doing outside. The magic of this area has been eroding my body and mind for a long time. Maybe my time is running out. 】

Necromorph? Create life?

A light flashed in Li Ang's eyes, and he continued reading without rushing to talk to other companions.

This is basically the last entry in the experiment diary, but outside of the experiment diary, there are also some scrawled words written in the corners of the paper,

It seems to be Solomon talking to himself when he was depressed.

[Hey, it’s so hard to live without cigarettes. I tried to make cigarettes with some sawdust, but I choked to death]

[I can no longer feel my arms. It turns out that this is what aging feels like... Haha, this damn sanctuary, the higher the magic power contained in an area, the more severe the erosion will be.]

[When I looked in the mirror today, I couldn’t believe that the old man in the mirror was me. I, Solomon, the youngest super mage in human history, have aged to this extent... I broke all the mirrors in the mage tower, hugged my knees like a child and cried. Fortunately We have separated and are staying in different places. It would definitely be embarrassing if Lamont and the others saw me in my current state.]

[The feeling of waiting for death to come is really difficult. On the one hand, I am happy that Finn has kept his promise and closed the Holy Mountain Trial. On the other hand, I sometimes hope that he can rescue us and leave here]

[Goddess of God, God of God’s World. Everything is meaningless, we are her slaves, her livestock in captivity]

Similar sentences filled the corners of the paper, the handwriting was scrawled and messy, and there were some blood stains in some places.

So that's it...

Li Ang scanned the contents on the paper repeatedly, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled slightly in the doubtful eyes of his teammates. Just as he was about to explain, his expression suddenly changed and he looked at the door at the other end of the room.

There were footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

Hohenheim was the first to react. The book of sand in his hand automatically turned the pages without any wind, and hundreds of offensive spells were ready to go.

Liu Wuxiao also drew his bow and nocked an arrow, pointing at the door.

Squeak——

The door to the room was pushed open and Amberli walked in.

Don't do it, it's me.

The female pirate looked at the other companions in the room who were holding weapons, smiled, waved her hand, and put down the body she was holding.

The corpse, like Solomon and Theresa, was in a withered and shrunken shape. It was wearing a cloak and a quiver on its waist. It looked exactly like the elf archer in the brave team.

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