The Southern Continent…
Bzzz!
Core Protector Shanks teleported directly inside the headquarters of the Elementalist Academy. At this moment, despite most of its members already going to war, a serene atmosphere still filled this headquarters.
On returning to the pure-white and neat research lab, Core Protector Shanks only needed to incline his head a bit to see him.
Gabbed in his white lab coat, his long grey hair remained tied in a bun with the special force field hat holding his hair in place.
Like usual, Newton was so focused on his work that he didn't seem to notice the intruder. With his glasses, this Elementalist looked like a sage.
With an extremely concentrated look on his face, he held a beaker containing a purple fluid that sizzled like it had acidic and volatile properties as he carefully poured it into an orange mixture.
As he carefully poured, he also carefully observed the metrics of the nearby machine, analyzing every change in the properties of the mixture.
