The rules and regulations of the Monteria laboratory are similar to the general rules of other laboratories. It is nothing more than keeping the laboratory quiet and tidy, obeying the professor's guidance, abiding by the operating procedures, strictly prohibiting plagiarism and fabricating experimental results, and not taking out the laboratory equipment and test materials, etc.

To sum up, it is similar to the rules of Zheng Qing when he entered the Baicao Garden in the past - first, listen to the teacher's instructions, second, don't move, and third, listen to the teacher's instructions not to move.

The only thing that is less demanding is that when working in the current lab, the assistants don't need to wear dragon skin suits, alchemical goggles, or silkworm gloves.

According to Zheng Qing's observation, it is because this laboratory is responsible for the theoretical research work of the Montella laboratory and does not need practical operation, so the dress code is low.

The pamphlet given to Zheng Qing by the professor quickly read through it.

But because he was new to the city, it was inconvenient for him to wander around and talk to his colleagues, and he was embarrassed to rummage through the materials and books on the test bench in front of him. So I could only flip through the pamphlet over and over again, and I was almost about to memorize it.

After grinding until about two o'clock in the afternoon, the professor finally came to him again.

Without much exchange, Professor Monteria directly arranged for him to parse and transcribe a rubbings of the talisman that had been carved out of nowhere. The content is not much, but it is very rare, and the combination of the talismans on the rubbings is very different from the current popular structure.

Before parsing it, Zheng Qing decided to transcribe it a few times.

As the old saying goes, 'Read a book a hundred times, and you will see its righteousness', and the same is true of talismans. Each group of high-level talismans is composed of a combination of many basic talismans, as long as you carefully discern it, it is easy to find out the key information of the basic talismans from the details such as the talisman head, talisman gall, talisman feet, or related edicts, rituals, etc.

And this information is the key to parsing a set of unfamiliar talismans.

Lay the yellow paper, grind the Danzhu ink, calm down, be cautious, and pay full attention.

The first time, Zheng Qing quickly finished transcribing, and the second time, his speed slowed down a little. By the third time, it was even slower. It's just that because his attention is all under the tip of the pen, he doesn't feel that the strokes in his sight are getting slower and slower, but only that the tip of his pen is getting more and more stable.

But as his strokes grew slower, a mysterious fluctuation seemed to stir up in the air.

The other assistants in the lab didn't feel it. Only Professor Montella, who was sitting not far away, should have sensed this fluctuation, put down the experimental report in his hand, stood up, and began to look around with a frown. However, because the fluctuation was so subtle, the professor could not find the source for a while.

As a laboratory dedicated to the study of high-level magic texts and bloodlines, similar anomalous magical phenomena are not uncommon. Therefore, the professor did not notice the young public scholarship student for a while.

Just as the fourth pass of Zheng Qing's transcription was about to end, with the last tail outline completed, Zheng Qing didn't have time to breathe a sigh of relief, when he felt a blur in his right eye, and then a violent contraction-like convulsion erupted in the socket of his right eye.

He snorted and fell headfirst to the floor, convulsing violently.

The assistants around screamed and scattered.

Professor Montella flickered and appeared next to the young wizard, shouting to his students to inform the therapist at the school hospital, while softly chanting a mantra to soothe and heal, and streams of green breath poured out of the void like a clear spring and poured into Zheng Qing's right eye socket.

Zheng Qing felt a burst of coolness flowing down the breath, dispersing the abnormal surge that was gathered inside the eyeball, and also dissipating the convulsive pain.

Professor Montella broke Zheng Qing's eyelids, and two whirlpools appeared in his eyes, carefully observing every change in Zheng Qing's right eye. At the same time, he lightly picked his fingers, and several silver needles as thin as cow's hair followed the beating of his fingers and sank into the area around Zheng Qing's eyes.

"I see. The professor muttered, his brow furrowed.

Zheng Qing struggled to turn his left eye, which was in good condition, and looked at Professor Montella's expression, trying to read something from the subtle changes in his face. Unfortunately, he's not a micro-expression student, and he doesn't have much research on receptivity. So even though his left eye was dry, he didn't see anything.

However, Professor Montella did not hide it, and quickly explained it to the young wizard.

"The condition of your right eye is very bad," he said without mincing it, but his voice was soft, as if it were a whisper, just enough for two people to hear: "If I understand well...... This is because you have accidentally used some power that is not yours and has been counterattacked. The eyeball is compressed, and a large magic crack appears. Its outward manifestation is the bruise at the bottom of the ball. ”

"Let's use an analogy. ”

"It is often said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. And for a room, the most vulnerable part happens to be the window with glass. ”

"There's a huge amount of magic locked up in this room of yours. Under normal circumstances, this magic is in delicate balance with this room. But if stimulated by some external force, the magic is no longer quiet, and if it moves, the room will not be able to withstand the pressure. ”

"If you can't bear it, you naturally have to vent. And the most fragile glass window is the best outlet for catharsis. ”

The explanation is very vivid and easy to understand.

But just like this, Zheng Qing was even more confused.

"Huge magic power?" Zheng Qing lowered his head and glanced at his belly: "What do you mean, I am a nine-tailed human pillar force, and a red fox with infinite chakra is sealed in my stomach?"

Professor Montella didn't understand Zheng Qing's joke.

"Human-Pillar Force?Chakra?" he frowned, denying, "I don't know where you learned these terms. But this obviously does not correspond to the facts as I know them. ”

Zheng Qing laughed dryly, and also felt that it was a bit inappropriate for him to say witty things at this time.

"I mean, I don't feel like there's any strange power sealed inside my body," he said, trying to turn the conversation back to his previous path, "and I don't have any strange seals on me...... bar. ”

The professor raised an eyebrow.

"Body?" his head swayed in a faint motion, "No, no, no, you should pay attention to my previous example...... The eyes are the windows to the soul. So that power is not within your body, but is linked by your heart. ”

Well, with that explanation, the situation seems a little more complicated.

The part that Zheng Qing could understand has become mysterious and mysterious - to tell the truth, he has always hated this kind of part that lacks empirical content but is difficult to falsify.