The brainstorming method, also known as the intellectual stimulation method, was proposed by Osborne, the founder of modern creation science, and is a collective training method for creative ability.

When a group of people come up with a new idea around a specific area of interest, the situation is called brainstorming. Because of the uninhibited rules used in the conference, people were able to think more freely and enter new areas of thought, which led to a lot of new ideas and problem-solving. When participants have new ideas and ideas, they speak up and then build new ideas on top of those put forward by others. All opinions are recorded but not criticized. These ideas and ideas are evaluated only at the end of the brainstorming session.

The characteristics of brainstorming are to let the participants open their minds so that various ideas can be 'stimulated' in the collision with each other, which can be divided into direct brainstorming and questioning brainstorming, the former is a method of 'stimulating' creating 'sex' as much as possible on the basis of expert group decision-making, and generating as many ideas as possible, and the latter is a method of questioning the ideas and plans put forward by the former one by one, and issuing its realistic and feasible 'sex' method, which is a method of collective development and creation of 'sex' thinking.

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"'Cursed Seal Puppet'. This is an extremely expensive magic item, and as long as you get your hands on the target's blood or fur tissue, you can use the 'Curse Seal Puppet' to 'manipulate' the actions of others - only lower than yourself. Despite its name, it can be used by non-puppeteers. Necromancer, Brian asserted.

"Aha, I understand. Witches love to do this. Stroum, you should know more about this. "Walter 'Bo' squeezed his eyebrows and 'made his eyes'." Embryo Body 3 stood quietly beside him.

"Go, you! Don't confuse alchemy with witchcraft! Strom was indignant. He snapped his fingers and began to mutter, "Unlike those pseudo-sciences, alchemy is sacred, intelligent, and omnipotent—"

Qingyi interrupted the alchemist's chatter: "Tell me in detail how it happened. ”

At this point, the city's martial law was lifted, and the subordinates gathered in the library to discuss Frankie's situation. Frangi crouched in the corner without saying a word, its soul fire returning to blue, and it seemed to be back to normal. Despite this, it still took the initiative to put layers of shackles on its body, so that it would not accidentally injure anyone because of its madness. It's not 'fine', as if it's waiting for someone to adopt.

In fact, this time Frankie did not hit the hero level, and it can be said that he did not even "touch" the 'door' threshold of the hero level. Level 50 to level 75 is not a distance that can be crossed in one step.

"It is preliminarily speculated that when His Majesty was dealing with the matter of 'Embryo Body 2', someone secretly infiltrated His Majesty's room and 'drawn' blood from Frankie's body, and then secretly '' His Excellency Frankie. I was in the library at the time," Brian was rather calm. "I did not appear before His Majesty until He summoned him, and no one could testify for me during this time. I have no alibi. ”

"It's okay, you were suspicious in this case, but you weren't suspicious when 'Embryo 2' was stolen." Qingyi is also very calm, not at all like a frustrated person who has been frustrated in a row: "The 'Curse Seal Puppet' is a magic item that needs to be enchanted with 'essence' secrets, from this point of view, Schroder? The suspicion of Bray is the greatest. He is a businessman, and he has power behind him, so it is not unusual to get this kind of prop. ”

"But there is no evidence, so at present it can only be regarded as a suspect." Brian shook his head.

"No, even if I find evidence, can I really turn against him? No way. Although the Dusk Empire is not controlled by the so-called 'cursed puppets', it has also become his marionette. ”

Hearing Qingyi's words, everyone was a little depressed.

"Let's talk about it. Is it possible for Frankie to continue to be ''? ”

"I've checked the books, but no. A 'Spell Gilt Golem' can only be used once, and when the cast is interrupted, the caster is freed. Lord Frankie has lost his dangerous 'sex', just beware of being drawn a second time. Brian said. Even so, there are 'holes' in our management, and sooner or later there will be big problems. ”

Jont, the old manager who had been quiet, coughed and asked, "Excuse me, where is the 'hole' in management?" ”

Qingyi secretly said: It's coming! Brian questioned Jont's management skills! It's better to leave this matter alone...... Thinking like this, Qingyi silently came to Frankie's side and untied the shackles for him.

？ You think you're a 'pharmacist'? Necromantic enchantment? Well, I'm an enchanter again! And a rough appraisal, you think you're an appraiser! ”

"Oh? What I learn is impurity, what about you? It's good if you hit your iron, why learn from others to make puppets? So the rigorous 'refined' secret thing should be done by alchemy! A blacksmith is a blacksmith, and he will never be a mechanic! No, you're a blacksmith, you're just a shoe repairer! ”

Qingyi supports the forehead. Even the skills are used for personal attacks, how big a feud these two usually have.

"Both." Brian threw out a sentence: "If you want to convince the other party, you have to prove that you have real skills." Just arguing here won't solve the problem, why not compete in the scientific research center? ”

"Ahh Whoever is afraid is a bad seed! Fermat raised his eyebrows and gestured with his thumb down.

Strom laughed angrily: "Come on, come on!" I'm going to teach you a lesson in alchemy, illiterate! ”

Xue Duo: "Are these two people smart, or are they not good at brains?" I was fooled by that guy all of a sudden. ”

The old manager said to Qingyi: "Your Majesty, I also think that Mr. Brian's plan is feasible. If you want to rapidly develop armaments, then the creation of scientific research centers is imperative. ”

"Let's wait until Master Patra has built the Southwest Fortress." Qingyi waved his hand and told everyone to continue their work, then left the library.

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"City of Waiting", Blood Pool.

To protect people from prying eyes while bathing, Master Patra has fenced off and roofed the blood pool. A large heavy bronze 'door' is half-hidden. According to the artistic mood of the blood 'spirit', the master also perfectly carved all kinds of intricate and dazzling 'flower' patterns on the marble wall, but at the same time, he also set up soul fire wall lamps and many portrait reliefs engraved with the king of the dead. As long as you lie in the pool of blood and look up at the dome, you can see the heroic posture of the necromantic kings of the past generations.

Wumu was soaking in the pool of blood to recuperate, her clothes neatly folded and resting on the edge of the pool. She sat peacefully against the wall of the pool, her breasts buried in the blood, only her white and jade-like shoulders and neck—of course, the cross-section of the neck could be seen, the skin and flesh were rolled and torn, and the gray and white marrow was exposed to the air. There are more than a dozen phantoms swimming under the blood pool, bringing up small "waves" and "flowers" that are "chaotic" and "chaotic". Qingyi knew that they were all ghosts.

"Wumu."

Qingyi called the other party's name like this, came behind the other party, and stood still.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" The widow picked up the blood with her hands and poured it on the wound on her neck. A stream of blood slid through the collarbone and down the deep ravine in front of the 'chest' into the pool. Her skin was so smooth that she couldn't even hold blood beads, and her skin was surprisingly good.

"Does it hurt?"

"The pain of the half-undead creatures is weak. In fact, it can't compare to the pain of giving birth. ”

"Really...... In addition to your own memory, you also have the memory of the previous owner of this body, right? ”

"Yes."

"Every necromantic creature that comes out of the 'Gate' of the Starry Night is premised on absorbing a certain necromantic creature. But you are special, you were transformed by a pregnant woman. I killed the pregnant woman, and I killed the fetus as well, and in the end, in order to avoid future troubles, I didn't even spare my soul, and that's when you appeared. Do you understand? You are the product of the unexpected. Qingyi looked at Wumu. Her hair is so beautiful that it looks like it's braided with white gold thread.

The widow continued to water her wounds: "Understood. ”

"You're the least popular of my many subordinates. You haven't been taken seriously by me. In a sense, you are a burden to me. Even so, your loyalty is unquestionable. ”

Qingyi paused and said, "You will die." ”

The phantoms under the blood water all stopped and froze, but Wu Mu still teased the blood again and again, as if she didn't hear His Majesty's words.

"Since you assumed the position of my Ombudsman, you will face countless assassinations, and you will be in danger all the time. Escaping today does not mean that you can escape tomorrow, you will definitely die if you only have intermediate strength. ”

"Now, what is Your Majesty telling me to do with this? You've made up your mind, haven't you? In order to find out the unstable factors, it is necessary to have all the information in the sphere of influence in your hands, even if it is necessary to sacrifice one of your subordinates. That's what you think, right? ”

"That's right. We've got internal problems, and a few of them are already black sheep. I need to find more clues and evidence, as long as I 'feel' the details of the other party, I can clean the other party in one fell swoop. Because of this, the other party may also be afraid of revealing the traces of exposure, so they dare not attack you, so you also have a certain degree of security. You are my key. You're going to die anyway, but that doesn't mean I've given up on you. You're unique, but ......"

"You don't have to say anything." Wu Mu got up, and blood flowed from her shoulders, shoulder blades, waist, 'buttocks' + grooves, outlining a dazzling and beautiful curve. She turned her head and smiled slightly: "I have no regrets." ”

Qingyi nodded and left the pool of blood.

Xue Duo said in a low voice: "Host, you really ...... It's getting more and more like an emperor. People who achieve great things really have to give up a lot of things. ”

Qingyi was noncommittal. Maybe.

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