Before Marie Curie forced herself to teleport into the half-plane of Neilhoud, she was wearing a sweater on the recliner.

Her recliner is placed in the center of the workshop.

Her workshop is full of all kinds of ores, and all of them are shining with a faint light.

These lights slowly fluctuated with the ups and downs of Marie Curie's chest.

This fluctuation makes people feel that the entire workshop is like a living thing, breathing and pulsing.

This is Marie Curie's workshop, her comfort zone, her nest, her throne.

All the equipment in the workshop has been radiated, and even if it is just a photo frame, it looks extremely thick.

Marie Curie was wearing a sweater, and suddenly, her hands stopped.

Because from her youngest daughter, the reply from the new master who has recently become famous was sent back.

"The principle of the world is a left-handed..." Marie Curie raised her head, as if she recalled a scene of the afternoon in a secret institute in Copenhagen, where everyone gathered to taste afternoon tea.

She put a third of her sweater on the table next to her, then placed a small plate with yarn balls and debris on her legs to the side, and then stood up.

She walked towards the chest of drawers beside the laboratory wall, and picked up the thick lead-filled photo frame placed on the cabinet.

Through the thick, radiation-proof glass of the photo frame, Marie Curie stared at the people sitting around the yellowed photos.

"You finally...you finally founded the school."

The ores in the entire workshop lit up at the same time, and the pulsating light just now no longer existed, and the pure blue light emitted by the chain reaction shone on the entire workshop.

All ores echo Marie Curie's violent fluctuation. Every atom in the ore scrambles to break into other minerals, radiating neutrons, and the lost mass is converted into energy, released in the form of light and radiation.

The pure blue light was the first wave of energy released by this surging chain reaction, and the vanguard army of the surging energy tide later.

The Geiger counter at the edge of the test bench rang like a drum.

Marie Curie raised a hand and clenched her fist gently in the air.

All the light dimmed, and the chain reaction that had just opened stopped instantly, just like an invisible big hand forced into it and broke the reaction chain.

In the calm workshop, Marie Curie continued to stare at the yellowed photo.

"After you disappeared along with Copenhagen, I firmly believe that you are still alive. But why didn't you come to me immediately after you returned to this world?" She murmured in a low voice, "Did you forget it? Or..."

The old man stopped, and in the workshop behind her, the ores were once again restless and radiating a pure blue light...

Marie Curie once again comforted the ores and blocked the chain reaction.

"No, I have to go to the scene to see the situation."

She whispered, turning around and strideing towards the workshop gate.

After leaving the workshop, she did not stop in the cleaning room, ignored the chaotic clicking of the Geiger counter installed in the corridor outside the cleaning room, and headed straight to the location of the teleportation array.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the teleportation room, she remembered something again, turned around and ran back to the laboratory at a pace that was not suitable for her age, returned to the chest of drawers with photos, and bent down to pull open the bottom drawer.

A pocket watch was lying quietly in the drawer. Marie Curie grabbed the pocket watch, left the laboratory again, and ran towards the teleportation array.

Entering the teleportation array, she positioned her daughter's spatial coordinates, and then activated the magic array.

Neilhoud's semi-plane must have a large number of devices and magic arrays that block transmission, but Marie Curie is not worried about these things at all.

One force reduces ten points, and using force to break skill is always a simple, crude and effective way.

Even if Neilhoud's transmission interference device can support ten times of energy transmission, then what about a hundred times? What about a thousand times? As long as you continue to increase your target, you can always break through the defense.

What Marie Curie lacks the most is energy.

She took out a piece of uranium ore from the pocket of her long dress and held it tightly in her hand. The blue chain reaction light immediately emerged from her fingers.

The surging energy was introduced into his magic pool by Marie Curie, and then released into the magic circle in the form of magic power.

The light of the magic circle became violent, and the lines drawn on the ground used to form the magic circle suddenly increased, and wisps of blue smoke began to rise on the floor.

The alarm in the teleportation room sounded, echoing the roar of the Geiger counter.

Marie Curie's figure disappeared in the strong light.

Due to the obstruction of the transmission interference device, her transmission took a little longer, but in the end, she appeared in the semi-plane of Neilhoud.

She heard someone screaming, but she ignored it.

Usually she would at least give condolences to those who were scalded by the radiation she released.

Now Marie Curie wants to do only one thing.

She immediately felt some kind of existence, some special gaze staring at her.

She raised her head, chasing the direction of her gaze, her eyes flashed over the head of the young Frankenstein whom she could not name, staring at the empty position.

——He was there. I don’t know why, but I know he was watching.

**

Masha was shocked. As soon as the old lady came up, she found out that I was not in the direction of the dome?

This is so awesome. Is this old lady also the Freudian school?

But it's not right. The Freudian school probably won't let the Geiger counter ring like this!

The old woman, the noise of Geiger counters, and the pure blue light just now - Masha combined all these phenomena and inferred the identity of this old woman.

——Marie Curie? Or her obvious mentor?

Masha didn't know these things, but she felt that her aura and her appearance were a master.

This also explains why Emperor Nass suddenly became humble.

Masha looked at him again and restrained his madness and became respectful "Emperor Sith".

——I answered and called Marie Curie over. The woman I just asked the question felt very similar to Marie Curie, not her daughter.

Masha was about to think about it, and the old lady spoke: "Albert? Or...Nils?"

——Oh, I really know each other!

"Why don't you answer me? Why don't you come to see me directly?" the old lady asked again.

Masha: I want to answer, but I can’t do it!

——What should I do? The real master of old acquaintance came to the door directly. Isn’t this putting me, a fake guy, on the fire?

——Forget it, I don’t believe she can chase her onto the boat, just pretend to be stupid!

The old lady was about to speak, but suddenly, her eyes turned to something else.

Masha followed the old lady's gaze and saw the enterprising meow.

——Hey? You can’t show up there?

——Or, you couldn’t appear in the place where I projected it before, because there was no one there who could see you?

——I'm just a projection, so it doesn't count if I see it?

It feels quite reasonable. The skills of the Masha school seem to be related to the observer. If the perspective obtained after projecting Masha cannot be regarded as a genuine observer, it is normal for the cat to get through.
Chapter completed!