Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 675 - 668: Dangerous Experiment

Chapter 675: Chapter 668: Dangerous Experiment

"Thank you, Teacher Zhu!" After receiving the consent of Zhuyan Yu, Tangmo excitedly clapped her hands.

"Take your medicine!" Nightingale produced a suppressive drug in capsule form from somewhere and handed it to Tangmo.

This drug is the latest high-tech product from the Otherworld Research Center at the headquarters, specifically designed to accompany the execution of the Mingming Plan.

After swallowing the capsule, Tangmo took a deep breath, then walked up to Feng, extending her left hand and said, "Come on, Feng, channel some of your magic through my palm."

Feng stared at Tangmo with confounded big eyes, reluctant to make a move. Zhuyan Yu, standing beside them, asked worriedly, "Can you control your magic?"

"Yes!" Feng nodded.

"All right, try releasing about ten percent of your magic to attack Moumou." Zhuyan Yu suggested nervously.

"Ten percent?" Feng cocked her head, looking at her in confusion, clearly she did not understand this measurement unit.

"Feng, just try to attack me with enough magic that it won’t kill me." Tangmo waved her hand, speaking with an eager impatience.

"Then, then..." Feng appeared to be confused, a look of concern finally showed on her normally stoic face. She lifted her right hand, took a deep breath and finally made up her mind. She gently slapped Tangmo’s left hand.

"Pop!"

Their hands collided lightly, making a pop sound, much like a common interaction between friends. Nothing seemed amiss.

However, when Feng’s palm just hit Tangmo’s, Tangmo’s initially hopeful face instantly changed. Her body trembled involuntarily as the sound of the slap rang out. She immediately collapsed, crumpling to the ground like a heap. She lay there, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Tangmo opened her mouth wide, emitting a repressed roar. Her voice was shaky and fragmented, manifesting the immense pain she was in.

"Moumou, are you alright!" Seeing Tangmo collapse, Zhuyan Yu jumped up from her seat and rushed to her side.

"Tea...teacher, don’t... don’t touch me. It hurts... it hurts..." Tangmo stammered, tightly holding herself, rolling back and forth on the ground. Despite her effort to suppress her voice, everyone present could still hear the extremity of her agony.

Feng stood there dumbfounded, looking completely at a loss. Although she masked her expressions well, a trace of worry could be detected in her eyes.

Tangmo was rolling around in agony, beads of sweat pouring from her forehead. Both tears and saliva streamed down her face. Her hair was disheveled from the rolling, making her look utterly disheveled.

"Moumou, don’t scare me..." Zhuyan Yu crouched beside Tangmo, looking distraught. She was on the verge of tears, all her composed maturity gone.

Seeing Tangmo collapse, Nightingale was the first to rush to her side. She pushed away the flustered Zhuyan Yu, grabbed Tangmo’s left wrist and placed a magic wand on it, beginning to recite spells.

As she began the chanting, the magic in the air started to swirl. Nightingale’s actions mimicked closely what Tangmo had done for Luoer before - they were both trying to control the intake of magic and attempted to use healing magic to repair the body’s channels ruptured by the magic.

Because of the need to control the amount of magic infused, such magic often requires a substantial amount of time until the body’s channels are mostly repaired. When Tangmo was treating Luoer before, she continually chanted spells for several hours, rescueing Luo’er from the clutches of death.

For Tangmo, part of the meridians in her body were burst due to the excessive infusion of magic power. This is why she was in so much pain. With Sister Nightingale repeatedly infusing her with small amounts of magic, she would constantly endure this agony until her meridians were nearly healed.

However, she was well aware that if she didn’t go through this, it would likely cause a chronic disease, leading to irreversible magic power erosion. For her, as a mage, this would undoubtedly be a deadly blow.

Although Zhuyan Yu was worried about Tangmo, she didn’t understand magic, nor was her magical talent high. In the face of this situation, she could only watch helplessly. However, with Sister Nightingale present, everything was completely different.

Sister Nightingale’s magic skills were not to be underestimated. Although she might not be on par with the archmages of the Church Court, her skills were top-notch in the Northern Continent. The magic textbooks of the academy were even compiled by her, which attested to the headquarters’ recognition of her magical attainments.

When the office was in chaos, Fulajie’er sneaked out and reported the situation to Luoer. Upon hearing the news about Tangmo, Luoer immediately rushed to the office without indulging in his private time with Baiyue.

He ran into the office panting. At this point, Tangmo was still lying on the floor. However, she seemed a bit better, while Sister Nightingale was focusing on reciting spells. Zhuyan Yu was kneeling on the floor, wiping away her tears. Feng, standing dazedly on the side, looked startled when she saw Luoer.

"What on earth is going on? What are you all messing around with?" A frustrated Luoer asked.

"Luo’er, apologies for disturbing you. Please do not blame them, I did this voluntarily," Tangmo raised her right hand to wave at Luoer. She showed a forced smile on her pale face.

Hearing her, Luoer looked at Feng and noticed that she was avoiding his gaze, revealing her inner unease.

Luoer knew Feng’s character despite their brief interaction. She was unlikely to be a manipulative girl, or rather, she was still too naive in scheming. So if Tangmo said she did this voluntarily, Luoer naturally couldn’t blame Feng.

With that thought, Luoer sighed deeply, then squatted beside Tangmo, grasping her small hand. Seeing Luoer approach, Zhuyan Yu wiped her tears and choked out, "I’m sorry, Luoer. Tangmo took this risk because I failed in my duties."

"Never mind, I know now. You don’t need to explain or apologize to me," Luo’er shook his head, then looked down at Tangmo, complaining, "You constantly mess everything up."

"Hehe." Tangmo revealed a complacent smile on her worn-out face. Feeling the warmth of Luoer’s palm, she felt indescribably happy.

After reciting spells for over an hour, Nightingale finally let out a long sigh of relief, releasing Tangmo’s left hand. Seeing her open her eyes, Luoer hurriedly asked, "Sister Nightingale, is she alright now?"

"There is only some routine damage left. A period of rest will suffice. There won’t be any further irreversible magic power erosion damage." Nightingale said while catching her breath.

"Thank you, Sister Nightingale." Luoer said gratefully and then picked up Tangmo from the floor.

"Hehehe..." Nestled in Luoer’s chest and feeling his heartbeat, Tangmo flashed an infatuated smile.

"You can still laugh!" Luo’er frowned, sounding somewhat angry.

"Luo’er, don’t go yet," Tangmo tugged at Luoer’s clothes, hinting that he should not leave in a hurry. She then turned to Zhuyan Yu and Nightingale and said, "I’ve analyzed the magic power from Feng’s body, it is pure magic power without any changes. In other words, her method of attack is to directly infuse excessive magic power into the target’s body, causing the target’s meridians to overload and rupture, leading to severe magic power erosion."

"Of all times, you’re still thinking about research..." Luo’er said, frowning in confusion.

"Well, that’s what I do!" Tangmo looked up at him with a grin.

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