Cattleya walked down the stairs and walked to Frank Lee and Sharf.

After a few seconds of silence, Cattleya asked, "Frank, what are your ideals?"

It wasn't until this moment that Frank Lee realized that the captain had come over. With his palms supported, he turned over and stood up: "Ideal?"

The "biologist" thought for a while and said: "You can study soil, crops and hybrid technology without restriction, and make human beings no longer have famine and make people equal. What can you do? Yes, I can do it too, what you can grow, I can grow too..."

Hearing this, the "craftsman" Sharf next to him slowly turned over, squatted beside him silently, opened his mouth, and vomited.

Frank Lee continued without being affected at all: "To have such a world, there must be sufficient food and resources, so I hope to create a variety of creatures that can cope with different environments and conditions, hehe, Everyone has their own preferences, I prefer fish, cows, spores..."

"Admiral of the Stars" Cattleya listened to Frank's statement expressionlessly, but in the process, she pushed the thick glasses on the bridge of her nose three times in a row.

After a moment of silence, Cattleya turned to ask: "Your current research is only the last step?"

"That's right, it's just a lack of catalysis of the 'Druid' ability. If I can't get the formula again, I want Sharf to help me make the extraordinary characteristics of the 'Druid' in my hand into a magical item." Frank replied frankly road.

"No, I won't help you! You devil!" "Artisan" Sharf, who was vomiting silently, raised his head and shouted anxiously.

Cattleya watched this scene quietly, turned her palm, and conjured a gold coin out of nowhere.

Zheng!

The gold coin first tossed up, and then fell into Cattleya's palm, with the head facing up.

"There is a 'Druid' potion formula, from Gehrman Sparrow, 5,000 gold pounds." Cattleya spoke in quite detail, as if she was deliberately telling "craftsman" Scharf, let him Know who the real "murderer" is.

Frank Li's eyes suddenly revealed pure joy: "He is such a good man!

"Uh, captain, I only have 3,000 pounds saved so far, can you lend me 2,000 pounds?"

Most of his previous savings were used to buy the extraordinary characteristic of "Druid", and he even sold some items for it.

Cattleya was silent again, and after a few seconds, she nodded in Frank Lee's eagerly looking eyes: "Okay."

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North District, Backlund Medical College Affiliated Hospital.

Yudora was lying on the hospital bed with a dull expression, without any vitality that belonged to a girl.

She woke up from a coma very early, but did not open her eyes, so she heard the doctor tell her parents that the right leg injured in the air strike might not be saved and must be prepared for amputation.

After that, she lay there in a daze, and felt that many people came one after another. Among them, the director of the "Luen Charity and Student Fund" who was only visiting the student next door heard about her and expressed her willingness to bear the burden of follow-up. The principal of the school, Mr. Portland Mormont, promised to create the most advanced and convenient mechanical prosthesis so that she could walk like a normal person.

But none of these dispelled the gloom, heaviness, sadness and despair in Eudora's heart.

She is not yet 18 years old, and before she has time to taste the beauty of life, she is about to lose a leg and lose her ideals.

Her family is not considered rich. Her father is a grocery store owner who believes in the "Lord of Storms". He is rude and barbaric, and he is unwilling to reason with women. Without a second child, Eudora couldn't go to school at all, but even so, her father chose a place like Backlund Technical School that would see results soon.

She used to feel that she was lucky. Backlund Technical School was reorganized into Backlund Technical University, and she passed the exam and became a real college student. This made her smile every day and spread happiness to the people around her. And have free time to chase poetry.

Eudora's ideal is to stay in school in the future, become a university teacher, find a husband who likes herself and herself, and at the same time keep writing poems, hoping to publish them in magazines and newspapers.

Now, all of this was destroyed by a bomb that fell from the sky, mercilessly and extremely coldly.

After an unknown amount of time, Yudora pulled up the quilt silently, covered her face, and let out a soft cry like a cub's low cry. JrNovels.com