Josiah met the Prophet who came to visit near dinner time.
The chief "scientist" of the Demon Realm was still as young as ever. She was holding a thick book in her arms. Her small arms made people wonder if she could bear the weight of the book.
"What can I do for you?"
Josiah arranged a chair for the Prophet to sit down.
Strictly speaking, the Prophet was a subordinate of her elder sister. Although she was in a strong alliance with Josiah, she was not one of them in a complete sense.
"About this … I saw you transporting the food when I went to the city of dwarves in the underground of Noland yesterday. It's only a matter of time before it arrives at the capital. Before that, I thank you on behalf of Her Highness Cersei for your assistance to the people of the capital."
After the Prophet put the book in her hands on the chair behind her, she suddenly knelt down and lowered her head to Josiah.
"This should be my obligation. Don't look at me like this. I'm also the third prince of the Demon Realm."
Josiah watched the Prophet kneel before him and remembered that he also had the title of a noble prince.
"Let's talk about your business here. Is there anything that can't be discussed on the magic net?"
Josiah gestured to Hiri beside him to help up the Prophet who was half-kneeling on the ground and let her sit on the chair behind her to talk to him.
"Your Highness Josiah, I'm worried that the sages of Noland may be hostile to you recently."
The Prophet said as she put the book in her hands on the chair and pushed it back a little, leaving some space before sitting down.
"Hostile? Do you mean about the sages feeling disgusted with the TV?" Josiah asked.
"Yes, Your Highness Josiah, you seem to have noticed it earlier than me. Have you thought of a solution?" The Prophet said, "If the hostility of the sages of Noland continues to expand, it is likely that you will be excluded from Noland. This will be a huge loss for you and the entire Demon Realm."
The Prophet's pupils behind the wooden-framed glasses stared straight at Josiah. Her attitude toward this incident was unusually serious.
Josiah saw an emotion called desire in the depths of the Prophet's pupils.
After this young-looking scholar came to Noland, known as the magic capital, she learned far more advanced magic knowledge than the Demon Realm.
For the Prophet, this was no less than a person who had not eaten for a long time seeing a buffet with all the ingredients. It was all free and could be taken home.
"With your efforts, our race finally got a place in Noland, and humans are willing to share their magic skills with us. This is something that even I couldn't imagine. It can be said to be … a miracle. Therefore, Your Highness Josiah … I don't want to lose this opportunity."
Although there was no fluctuation in the Prophet 'voice, her last sentence was Josiah.
"Prophet, can you show me the books behind you?"
Josiah selectively ignored the topic of "the hostility of the sages" and turned the topic to the recent progress of the Prophet's learning.
When Josiah made this request, the Prophet also noticed Josiah's deliberate, but she didn't point it out. She picked up the heavy book at the top with some difficulty and handed it to Josiah.
"Big Hat Romel's Handbook – The Connection Between Life and Inscription"
Josiah glanced at the title of the book, then turned it directly to browse the content inside.
He found that most of the content was about the connection between life and inscription. A lot of professional terms and nouns gave Josiah a headache.
"Don't look anymore. Big Hat Romel was a spellcaster from a long time ago. His book feels like nonsense. Maybe even the sages couldn't understand it. My sister also studied it for a while, but she fell asleep reading it." Hiri whispered in Josiah's ear.
"Uh … yeah."
This book also seemed like nonsense to Josiah, but some of the concepts in it were very familiar to Josiah, and that was "genes."
Although Josiah couldn't understand a lot of professional terms, he could vaguely guess that this book was about genes and hereditary factors, but it had become a version of magic.
Josiah, who scored 10 to 30 points in the biology exam, could not understand this book.
He didn't expect the spellcasters of the Middle Ages to have already realized the existence of genes and even wrote it into a book … Josiah once again underestimated the "possibility" of this world's humans.
"Prophet, are you studying this?" Josiah returned the book to the Prophet.
"This book has mentioned that we can 'fundamentally' change the growth of crops like wheat or rice, but I only have a little idea on how to 'fundamentally' change, and I haven't actually done it yet," the Prophet said.
If you succeed, you will be the 'mother of hybrid rice' in this world!
Josiah no longer dared to look at the person in front of him as a little loli. If the Prophet was on Earth, she would probably be a cutting-edge researcher, a scientist who could win a Nobel Prize just by producing some results.
"Also, Your Highness Josiah, regarding the programming class you taught, I roughly understood what kind of existence 'programming' is, and I tried to edit a 'small program' that you mentioned."
The Prophet quickly guessed that Josiah was very interested in her learning ability and mastery of knowledge. She immediately found a stack of paper from the second book.
"You can program so quickly?" Josiah was slightly surprised after hearing this. In this world, Josiah could list three 'locals' who currently knew something about programming.
The first was Hiri's sister, Herland. Although the girl's attainments in magic were not high, she was famous for her diligence and could barely touch the threshold of programming.
The second and third were the grey-clothed man and the Desireless from the Kingdom of Saint. These two old fellows had achieved extremely high attainments in magic and had recently succeeded in writing some small programs.
In fact, the grey-robed man had even changed the structure of the 'magic net' when Josh had requested him to open source it up. For example, he had added functions such as more windows.
And now, the fourth person had appeared in front of Josiah.
"Due to my memory, the number of inscriptions I have is the same as Your Highness Josiah, but my memory is stored in the Demon Realm and cannot be released with these inscriptions. However, I can use them to write these … complicated formulas. However, because there are no development tools on the magic net, I can only write them directly on paper."
The Prophet handed a few pieces of paper to Josiah. On them were the simplest programming formulas written in English.
These formulas only had one or two lines in the magic net, but it required close to thousands or even tens of thousands of inscriptions to be able to simulate them.
What the Prophet had written was only a simplified version.
"Ping Pong program?" Josiah roughly guessed what she had written.
The Prophet nodded slightly.
"Your assistant, Hiri's sister, showed me this program. I tried to use my own logic to write it once. The number of simulated inscriptions was slightly more, but in the end, it was basically written. May I ask if it can be run on the magic net?" The Prophet asked.
"Yes …." Josiah already did not know how to describe his inner feelings. When Josiah raised his head again to look at the young Prophet sitting on the chair, the look in his eyes had completely changed.
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