Beside the three-dimensional hologram, several rows of data were listed.
‘Blue, undamaged. Red, damaged.’
Angele stared at the hologram in front of him. He remained silent, ‘Life expectancy is determined by the rate of cell division, so it means my life expectancy is shortened by half already? Is there anything I can do? Wizards need a great amount of life energy. There must be a way. Check the database for me.’
‘Mission created, searching…’ Zero reported.
Angele stood beside the bed and waited for Zero to complete its analysis.
‘129 plans created. Show them all?’
Angele opened his mouth a bit, dumbfounded as he did not expect so many plans.
‘Add filter: No sequelas, Fast, Easy, Can be done right away. Search again.’
‘Filtering… Done. Plans left, 2.’
‘Transfer them to me,’ Angele ordered.
All the information was sent to his memory block immediately.