Chapter 649 Human Experiment

After thinking about it, Joan still couldn't get over the hurdle in her heart, so she could only find a compromise excuse for herself to seek psychological comfort:

"Slaves are very expensive, and I'm not rich, so I'd better save some money, and it won't be too late to consider buying slaves when I have money in the future."

After absent-mindedly eating breakfast, Joan returned to her bedroom, sat at the desk, rested her chin on her hands and fell into deep thought.

It is illegal to use death row prisoners for experiments, and it is unbearable to buy slaves for experiments. What should we do next?

After much deliberation, Joan finally had no choice but to grit her teeth and decide to use herself as an experiment!

"Aphasia" is no better than other spells, the damage caused to the subject is permanent! Joan is a taciturn person, but he doesn't want to be dumb forever.

For the sake of safety, before experimenting with himself, he made some adjustments to the spell configuration of "Aphasia", reducing the output of negative energy to 1/5 of the normal situation.

In this way, the "aphasia" is actually downgraded to a level 1 spell. After the spell is successfully cast, it can still cause the "dumbness" effect, but it cannot last for a long time.

After repeated deduction and calculation, Qiao An predicted that the weakened version of "aphasia" can only make the subject unable to speak within 6 hours at most, after which the damaged vocal cords will automatically recover and restore the ability to speak normally.

In order to avoid accidents, Joan prepared an insurance in addition to the calculations on paper. Before casting the spell, call out "Tears of God", dip into a teacup to create a cup of healing potion.

This potion cannot relieve the "aphasia", but it can accelerate the healing of the injured vocal cords and avoid sequelae.

After doing all the preparations he could think of, Joan took out a small piece of black agate and began to cast a spell.

The black agate held in the palm trembled slightly, glowing strangely under the sunlight that slanted in from the window. Joan stuttered and stuttered in reciting the mantra of just three bars, breaking out in a cold sweat from nervousness.

Since he came into contact with arcane arts, he has never been so worried like this moment. In the end, relying on his willpower as firm as steel, he forced himself to chant the last incantation of "Aphasia".

"Nucumna!"

This incantation, which symbolizes "weakening and maiming", was the last sentence Joan uttered. Then the piece of black agate in his hand exploded, and the cold negative energy was extracted from the magic net and poured into it mercilessly. his throat.

Joan held his breath, put aside all distracting thoughts, and concentrated on feeling the changes in his throat. The first second the negative energy invaded his body, he felt his throat was scalded by a red-hot iron. The sudden severe pain prompted him to open his mouth and shout, but he opened his mouth wide in vain, but only made an incoherent "uh uh" sound, the low hoarse voice reminded him of the goblin that had been his experimental subject.

After a brief burning pain, followed by a cold, indescribable chill attached to Joan's throat, making his "vocal cords" stiff, like a piece of rubber plaster that lost its elasticity, and he could no longer feel the changes in the airflow as before. corresponding tremors.

Joan tried to speak, but as expected, he couldn't even pronounce the simplest words.

He took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly, to confirm that his breathing function was not affected. Picked up the teacup and drank saliva, and the swallowing function was also normal.

Joan spread out the experiment diary, scribbled at his desk, and recorded in detail his physical and psychological changes before and after suffering from the "aphasia technique".

After spending more than half an hour writing the experiment log, Joan put down the quill pen and got up to move around. Walking to the mirror and looking at the reflection in the mirror, there was no trauma or abnormal swelling in the throat.

Joan pressed his Adam's apple, opened his mouth and tried to make a sound, the air in the lung cavity roared out of the mouth through the trachea, but it couldn't cause the vibration of the vocal cords.

Joan couldn't dissect his throat, so he couldn't see the signs of vocal cords being eroded by negative energy. From his personal feeling, it seemed that there was a piece of adhesive tape stuck to the inside of the throat, which made him feel a little uncomfortable, but There is not much hindrance to daily life, and it is probably just a psychological effect.

Joan stared at the reflection in the mirror in a daze. He recalled that when he was experimenting with roosters and goblins, he had personally dissected the corpses of the experimental subjects. The vocal cords were dehydrated and lost their elasticity, like a layer of dry dead skin. At this moment, does my own vocal cords also show the characteristics of horniness?

After thinking about it, I have greatly weakened the power of the "aphasia technique" and downgraded it to a level 1 spell. If the theoretical calculation is correct, my vocal cords have only temporarily become stiff, like a cryogenically frozen " "Rubber band", as time goes by, the temperature gradually rises, and the elasticity can be restored after thawing, so it should not cause permanent damage.

However, the theory is the theory, the calculation on paper is one thing, and it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no accidents in actual operation. Joan couldn't help thinking about the worst, if he screwed up and became dumb, what should he do?

These pessimistic thoughts swelled in his mind uncontrollably, making him panic and unable to calm down for a long time.

Joan turned back to the desk and drank the healing potion in the cup in one go. Although the throat symptoms did not improve significantly, he got some psychological comfort to some extent, and the panic gradually subsided.

From early morning to noon, Joan locked himself in the bedroom, neither reading nor studying spells. He simply lay on the bed with his eyes closed, counting the time every minute.

Downstairs the kitchen bell rang, and it was Mrs. Anderson calling him down to lunch.

Joan performed a "trick" to check the current time. It was found that it was a quarter past eleven o'clock, and it had been four hours since he cast a spell to make himself dumb, but his throat symptoms hadn't improved at all, and he still couldn't speak a word.

After drinking a glass of healing potion, it is reasonable to say that it should have the effect of speeding up the recovery. Why has the aphasia symptoms not improved after four hours?

Did my calculations go wrong and the output of too much negative energy caused permanent damage to the vocal cords?

The more Joan thought about it, the more flustered he became, until the bell rang again downstairs, and he managed to calm down. Sitting at the desk, he hurriedly wrote a note, briefly explaining why he was temporarily unable to speak, and went downstairs with the note.

Joann went to the table and first handed the note to Mrs. Anderson.

Mrs. Anderson squinted her presbyopic eyes and said to Joan with some embarrassment: "I don't know much, what does it mean?"

Joan was stunned!

Thousands of calculations have been made, but I didn't expect the landlady's wife to be illiterate. This is embarrassing!

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