The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

"Who knows when this hero will become—"

"Clang!" A sharp sound echoed as Lisette slammed her spoon heavily onto the plate.

"I've already eaten." With those crisp, cold words, Lisette left her seat without any further ado.

I only tasted one sip of chicken soup from beginning to end.

This time, Wiener did not stop her, nor did he intend to say a single kind word.

Lisette's reaction was exactly what he expected.

If you can't accept these things alone, the blow will only be heavier when news of the hero's death spreads.

Vina had intended to subtly probe the other people's attitudes toward the hero, but under Lisette's persistent questioning, she lost her usual patience.

Even with a table full of delicious food, Wiener lost his appetite.

"Smack, smack." Some people were completely unaffected by the argument.

“Felix,” Viner said.

"Gulp—" Felix swallowed the food in his mouth, turned to look at Viner, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

Wiener thought how wonderful it would be if everyone could be as innocent as Felix.

“Oh,” Felix replied.

Whether he actually listened or not, Wiener didn't know.

Felix devoured the entire table of food and meat at a visible speed.

His stomach was like a bottomless black hole.

"I'm full, I'm full." Felix patted his flat stomach, making an embarrassing sound.

"Vina, you're in trouble now. I think Lisette is really angry this time. She's not as easy to coax as I am."

Felix has a fairly clear understanding of himself.

"Okay," Viner responded, indicating that she understood.

"Speaking of which, Felix, what's your opinion on heroes?" Vena suddenly asked, somewhat curious.

"He's someone worthy of verbal respect. After all, what heroes do is too far removed from my reality; a meal is much more tangible."

In the end, you still have to rely on yourself to do anything.

"Of course, if I were ever in real danger and a hero suddenly appeared and saved me, then I definitely wouldn't say it that way."

Felix answered casually.

"That's right, that's the kind of thinking a normal person should have!" Vinard felt gratified.

Despite being just Felix, he was so sensible. In Wiener's eyes, he became increasingly pleasing to the eye.

“Well said, Felix. Remember to wash the dishes later.”

"Hey, didn't I already help with the cooking?"

"It's not just cooking, you also helped eat everything clean, so how could you possibly wash the dishes?"

Chapter 77 The Price Behind Genius

"How is the test subject?" The man in black walked to the window with a furrowed brow and asked his companion who was waiting there.

"Who knows? It was resisting just now, but now it's all quiet. If it pulls through, we'll give it one last injection; if it doesn't, then—" The man who looked like a researcher made a throat-slitting gesture.

"This is the last test subject."

Looking at the chestnut-haired girl on the bed, who had just been injected with medication and whose body was covered in tubes, the man in black was somewhat dissatisfied with his companion's attitude.

"Just arrest another batch. This kind of thing isn't something that can be accomplished easily."

The researcher, however, was unconcerned. He held a list in his hand, circled the last name, and the rest of the names on the list were already covered by glaring red crosses.

"She is the individual who has gone the furthest so far. With this valuable data, if you give me another batch of test subjects, I will definitely be able to develop a stable program."

"We've been too active lately, and there's a risk of being noticed at any time. This hideout might be discovered at any moment," the man in black warned.

"That's your problem. All I know is that if no new test subjects are sent over, I'll be out of people. If that delays the experiment, you'll be held responsible." The researcher's tone was tinged with madness.

"...I hope you keep your word." Even though he was dissatisfied, the man in black had no choice but to compromise when he thought about the value behind the experiment.

"You know, why aren't you going yet? I don't have anything to offer you." The researcher waved his hand impatiently.

"Hmph." The man in black turned and left.

"It's about time to check on our test subject." After glancing at the time, the researcher entered the isolation room and began examining the girl's vital signs.

"Tsk tsk, the offspring of noble families are really something else, they can withstand all this turmoil. Bloodline inheritance really is unreasonable."

The researchers expressed their admiration.

“In that case—” The researcher carefully took out a vial of medicine from inside his clothes.

He wouldn't dare entrust something so important to others; he always carried it with him at all times.

The liquid in the test tube was a deep red color, as viscous as blood.

The researcher, expressionless, reached out and pried open the girl's mouth, preparing to pour the entire vial of deep red medicine into her mouth.

"Cough, cough." The sudden foreign object caused the girl to cough instinctively.

The researchers, however, showed no mercy, forcefully pushing the test tube deep into the girl's throat to ensure that not a single drop of the medicine was wasted.

Only after the liquid had completely flowed in did the researcher indifferently toss the empty test tube aside.

"what!!!"

The girl, who had been unconscious, suddenly let out a shrill scream, her body involuntarily curling into a ball in intense pain.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The heart pounded so hard it was like thunder, and could be heard clearly even without any instruments.

The chestnut-colored hair, which had lost its luster, gradually turned pure white under the influence of the medicine.

A faint mark appeared on the girl's originally smooth back.

"Success?" The researcher was overjoyed as he looked at the glowing red mark.

Regardless of whether the girl in front of him can survive the final rejection reaction, it at least shows that his research direction is not wrong.

It was this momentary lapse in concentration that caused him to miss his last chance.

"Dong dong dong dong dong——"

The girl's heart was still pounding, but the rapid, almost jerky beating was somewhat abnormal.

The researchers, whose attention was entirely focused on the girl, clearly failed to notice this.

"Boom!"

The violent impact pierced through the room's ceiling, and a blazing whirlwind of fire crashed down in front of the researcher, sending him flying.

"This is impossible!"

Even after his entire body was flying in the air, the researcher still couldn't figure it out.

This is an absolutely safe laboratory located fifty meters underground. As soon as the test subjects are sent in, the entrances and exits are immediately sealed off. Even our own people have to use teleportation magic to enter and exit.

He considered the possibility of a traitor betraying him, or that a natural disaster like an earthquake had caused the laboratory to be exposed to the light of day again.

I never imagined that someone could punch through the top of the laboratory like this.

If there is even the slightest deviation along the way, are we planning to drill through the Earth's core?

Unlike the researcher who was questioning his existence, the newcomer understood the situation at a glance.

The strong smell of blood in the laboratory, coupled with the girl struggling in pain on the bed, enraged the visitor.

"You—you deserve to die!"

The air seemed to be ignited by flames.

......

"Lisette, is that Lisette back? My daughter, you...you're finally back!" A middle-aged woman, dressed as a noblewoman, embraced her rescued daughter, Lu Ling Er Er ③ 肆 八 八 四, and wept uncontrollably. "Look at your daughter, her hair has all turned white—"

"At a time like this, why worry about anything else? Being able to come back alive is more important than anything else."

"Thank you, Lord ■■, for rescuing my daughter. We, the Cordelia family, will never forget your kindness, hero." The resolute nobleman bowed to his benefactor who had rescued his only daughter.

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The Demon Academy has a private dormitory room.

"Well----"

“Vina, that country bumpkin, doesn’t know anything at all.”

"Hero, you clearly... you clearly—"

Lisette, who had escaped from the Venere dormitory, was still deeply disturbed.

Lying on her two-meter-wide, soft bed, she buried her little head in a cashmere pillow and kept complaining about what Vena was doing wrong.

Even so, Wiener's words still echoed in her ears.

"They're all jinxes, all of them are jinxes."

Lisette sat up, pounding her small fists on the pillow as if it were someone else's substitute, venting her anger and dissatisfaction.

Finally, in a fit of anger, he threw the pillow on the ground.

After a whole day of exploring the dungeon, Lysette's body was extremely exhausted, but she couldn't let go of what Venus had said.

Lisette, who has never stayed up late and almost falls asleep the moment her head hits the pillow, rediscovered the feeling of insomnia tonight.

"Read a book for a while before going to sleep."

After tossing and turning in bed for a long time, Lisette got up and pulled out a notebook she had borrowed from the library from the bookshelf, as if that would bring her some comfort.

Time slips away quietly. When the first rays of morning sunlight stream through the window and gently fall on the bed, they make the silver hair shine.

Lisette herself, however, was curled up in the soft bedding at some point.

The peaceful sleeping face in the shadows resembles a kitten basking in the warmth of the sun.

at the same time.

"Vina, everything you ordered has been delivered."

“Okay.” After checking, Viner signed her name on the receipt.

The heavy dark circles around her eyes seemed to be telling a story—

There were many others who couldn't sleep last night.

Chapter 78 Wiener's Experimental Verification

"Young man, you're so young, you should take care of your health."

He ran out shirtless to sign for the package, his exhaustion from not sleeping all night even prompting a few words of advice from the deliveryman, whom he didn't know.

“I know what I’m doing.” Viner accepted the packages and carried them all back to the workshop.

Wiener had planned to rest for a night before starting work, but for various reasons, she was still wide awake even after taking a bath.

So I decided to process some of the materials first to prepare for tomorrow's work.

This process took all night.

All the materials collected have been processed to a state where they are ready for immediate use.

The rest depends on Anna's efficiency.

A certain unscrupulous merchant, well aware that time is money, delivered all the materials ordered last night first thing this morning. This allowed Wiener, who had just planned to take a short break, to seamlessly begin her second round of busy work.

“It should be this.” From among the packages, Venere pulled out a box that was emitting a cool sensation. When she opened it, she found a whole block of ice inside.

He certainly wouldn't go out of his way to buy a useless ice cube; the ice cube in the box was just a second layer of packaging.