By the time the discussion was almost over, the Muse revealed the mechanical armament he was currently working on to Ingres.

The Mecha does have some resemblance to the Mecha, but the Mecha is more like a wearable exoskeleton than the more fully covered and self-operating Mecha concept, which reminds Ingres of his phantom limbs.

However, after careful comparison, there is still a difference with phantom limbs.

The phantom limb belongs to the physical body, the stronger it is.

But mechanical armament, the stronger the alchemist's technique, the stronger its effect.

In terms of potential alone, Ingres felt that phantom limbs might be superior. But mechanical armament is easier to use, and it can enchant and solidify spells...... There are various ways to enhance it, and it can be changed at any time without depleting its own mana.

All in all, the two are similar to some extent, but each has its advantages. In Angel's point of view, if you don't consider the strength of the physical body, just talk about the comparison between phantom limbs and mechanical weapons, once the mechanical weapons are formed, they will definitely be better.

After introducing his mechanical armament, the Muse made a request to Ingres:

"Can I incorporate some of the ideas you said into the mechanical armament you're working on today?"

Muse paused: "Of course, I will not take advantage of you, and I will compensate you accordingly." ”

Angel was stunned for a moment, what he was actually talking about was just ideas and concepts, and there was still a long way to go before it was actually implemented. If the Muse is to implement these ideas, there is a long way to go.

Moreover, what he said before had also been said to Midora, so Angel didn't think about cherishing himself.

Angel nodded: "Of course you can, in fact, you don't need to make up for anything......"

"Ahem. Before Ingres could finish speaking, Midora suddenly coughed and interrupted Ingres.

When Ingres looked at him suspiciously, Midora gave him a wink.

Ingres nodded as if he didn't understand, and continued, "I'm looking forward to what the mechanical armament will look like after integrating into the mecha concept. ”

The muse also noticed Midora's eyes, and a dark light flashed under the muse's eyes, but his expression did not change: "Now that you have the concept of mecha you mentioned, this has made my thinking stagnant for a long time and have new ideas. It is estimated that it will not be long before the finished product will be baked. When the time comes, I will let you know as soon as possible. ”

Ingres nodded, a look of anticipation in his eyes.

"In the same way, I'm looking forward to the mechs you mentioned. Muse said.

Angel has no plans to refine mecha recently, so in the face of Muse's expectations, he can only put on a smile and say nothing.

When the atmosphere was still quite harmonious, suddenly, a light blue humanoid light came out of the ground.

"Antonio, is there anything wrong with you?" the muse looked at the humanoid that glowed blue, his face was blurred, and only a faint light could be seen.

Like a butler of an aristocratic family, Antonio bowed lightly to the muse: "My lord, with all due respect, there are already a few people in the conference room who are ready to leave. If you don't show it again, it is estimated that the number of people left is not enough to witness the new members joining. ”

"Really?" Muse took out a mechanical pocket watch, glanced at the time, and muttered, "We've only been talking for an hour, what's the hurry?"

Antonio said unhurriedly, "Yes, my lord and Mr. Pat have only been talking for an hour, but you have already summoned them an hour before that. So, on average, they've been waiting for more than two hours. ”

The muse stood up scoldingly: "Okay, then let's talk about it today, let's go and do the trivial things first." ”

"It's not a trivial matter, it's a ritual that has existed from the ancestors. ”

"Isn't it just a witness ceremony, and I don't know why it's so solemn. The muse muttered, then turned to Angel and said, "Let's go, although this is just a cutscene, it always needs to be experienced." ”

The muse walked forward first, and Antonio turned around, nodded at Angel with his vague face, and then disappeared.

Midora also said at this time: "Joining the R&D Institute, there is indeed a passing scene, and the muse is looking for you, in fact, because of this." Let's go, the group of alchemists waited for hours, probably a little impatient. ”

With Midora's narration, Angel gradually understood that this so-called cutscene was actually a new member, and it needed to get the nod of at least ten or more members of the R&D Institute before it would be recognized. Of course, for the Muse, this is indeed a formality, because once he agrees, the other members will not deliberately block it, even if they don't like Angels.

On their way to the conference room, Midora whispered, "Remember, since the Muse said that he would compensate you, you must not refuse." He's a cheeky guy, and if you refuse to make amends, he'll gladly agree. ”

"Maybe to you, this concept is nothing, but for the muse, it's a conflict of thoughts, and for an alchemist of his level, an inspiration is already valuable, let alone a direct exchange of thoughts. Midora paused: "And the compensation he gives you will definitely not disappoint you." ”

While they were talking, the muse who was walking in the forefront had already turned out of the temple of creation.

Ingres had thought that the meeting room was in the Creation Hall, but instead the Muse led them down the path outside the hall, all the way down the cliff-like walls.

The zigzag line kept going down, not past the ground, not over the abyss, and then through a bright gate, behind which Ingres noticed was an upside-down sky.

After looking closely, I found that this place was actually on the outside of the tall tower of the R&D Institute.

Crossing a mechanical arch bridge made of steel, they arrived at a sky-high fortress that floated in mid-air.

Inside the fortress is a rotunda, and in the center of the hall is a long table, illuminated by a light overhead.

On the other hand, there are many seats around the long table, like the auditorium of the courtroom. At this point, though, the seats were empty.

"In fact, according to the ritual process, there will be an alchemist to watch the ceremony, but this time the muse asked you to join the R&D Institute, which was sudden. So, this step is omitted. Midora explains, "Even the ten members of the witness were actually made up. ”

The Muse sat directly at the head of the long table, and Ingres was placed opposite him.

Midora patted Angel on the shoulder, then found her place and sat down.

When Angel took his seat, he noticed that there were more than thirty seats at the long table, but a third of them were empty.

And the people who sat down, in fact, looked carefully, and found that they were basically not real people.

It's all some kind of illusion.

"It's not for you, in fact, most of the members of the R&D Institute are very lazy, and they basically appear in this way every time they witness the ceremony. What's more, this time, because the incident happened suddenly, the dean suddenly wanted to hold a witness ceremony, so even if many members wanted to rush over, there was no way. ”

The person who spoke was a middle-aged woman, and she was also not a real person, but an illusion.

She was closest to Angel and sat on his right.

Seeing Angel looking over, she smiled and said, "My name is Baucia, and now I am in the Hill of Kongsha, and I am an alchemist of pharmacy. ”

Angel nodded a little stiffly: "My name is ......"

"Ingres Pat. I'm familiar with your name. Baucia smiled and said, "I also read the night language of the fireflies." ”

Baucia smiled and talked to Ingres, and as Ingres listened, he also pondered, he always felt as if he had heard of Baucia's name somewhere......

Although not many members of the ceremony returned for special reasons, there was one exception. Baucia looked at a seat on the table, and her eyes flashed with an indistinct light: "This is the first time in a thousand years that my mother-in-law has participated in it with her real body, and it seems that she is very optimistic about you." ”

Angel followed Baucia's gaze, his eyes stunned.

Ingres doesn't know how the ranking here is calculated, but Ingres estimates that the closer you get to the main position, the higher the status should be.

At this time, on the left side of the muse sat Midora, and on his right side was also the "mother-in-law" in Baucia's mouth, and Angels was no stranger to it.

It's the nail granny that Ingres had only seen not long ago.

The owner of the nail alchemy house!

Perhaps noticing Angel's gaze, Granny Nails looked back at Angel and nodded to him lightly, as if she had said hello.

"Granny Nails is also a member of the R&D Institute?"

Baucia nodded: "Yes, the mother-in-law is not only an official member, but also a member of the patriarchal level. A thousand years ago, he created many glorious works, but then because of some things, he fell silent. ”

Ingres nodded as if he had realized. He still remembers the first time he met Granny Nail, who said, "My name has been so long that I have forgotten it." ”

When Granny Nails said this, there was nostalgia in her eyes, which showed that she didn't really forget, but just didn't want to say it.

Angel doesn't know what Granny Nails has to say, which silences her and makes her reluctant to mention the past, including her own name. However, to see this fairly familiar person in the R&D Institute, Angel felt a little relieved.

Angel was also observing the others at the table after seeing Granny Nails.

The people in it, Angel basically looks familiar, all of them are famous alchemy masters in the Southern Regions. However, their attitudes are not as obvious as those of Granny Nails, or Midora and others, their expressions are ambiguous, and occasionally glance at Ingre, but they are also a little more scrutinizing and curious.

Ingres couldn't see whether they were good or bad for themselves.

Baucia seemed to see what Ingres was thinking, and explained to him with a smile: "Actually, the dean will come, and they have basically preset their positions, so it won't be good." The members who would really make people uncomfortable didn't show up this time. ”

As she spoke, Baucia looked at an empty spot in the middle of the long table.

"Do you know whose position it is?" Baucia didn't expect Angel to answer, and continued, "Have you heard of the Grafting Maniac?"