Derivative world.
Child of destiny.
Reincarnated soul.
The possibility of the world's development.
Helga's words did not bring any clear results to Jon, but there were still some ideas. Jon believed that this was a fairly big project.
There would be plenty of time to sort it out and solve it in the future.
For Jon, there was no way for him to be a figure on the surface at his current age. He was still hiding his strength and biding his time. And for him, the methods to deal with problems came from the experience accumulated in the learning stage and society in his previous life.
Mainly the college entrance examination and the postgraduate entrance examination.
So his usual principles of conduct were basically:
Dialectics,
Severing the separation.
Learning a language was very important,
Mathematics would not lie,
As well as reading and understanding.
Because the solution to problems was always in the problem, learning was a never-ending thing. Things that could be seen by people must have their merits.
After all, after changing to a new living environment, the human civilization he had experienced in the past could no longer satisfy his needs for a new way of life. After his atheism was denied, only these ways of thinking could guide his behavior and help him solve his problems.
However, as long as there was no end to learning, there was no end to things like questions. Since Helga asked, Jon must have prepared questions.
"Speaking of which, this matter is still related to the [Deep Blue Sea]. When I just summoned … looking for the guardian, the trace left me a gift, but I haven't opened it yet."
Jon was, of course, talking about the fluctuation left by the trace of the [Deep Blue Sea]. This fluctuation still remained in Jon's soul, accompanying Jon's guardian.
Helga didn't know there was such a thing. Of course, he was very happy. He immediately asked Jon to take out the gift.
Jon didn't know how to take it out, but it seemed to be instinctive. He pulled out the magic wand next to the desk and swung it in front of his chest. He whispered softly, "Summon the guardian!"
A dark light rushed out from the top of his magic wand. It was not the bright white, but a slightly dark metallic luster, somewhat like the silver of the stars.
The legless black bird that flew out of the silver light shook its tail and circled in the air. In the middle of the black bird's circle, the floating line that looked somewhat illusory was the fluctuation left in Jon's soul.
Between nothingness and reality, the remnant of a miracle.
It was difficult for the light of the mortal world to intersect with its blue light. Only magic could carry it.
Helga reached out and picked up the illusory miracle. Jon's black bird Guardian rubbed the back of Helga's hand, then flew two circles in the air and rushed back into Jon's magic wand.
For his own spineless guardian, Jon didn't want to talk.
Because he had no way to stop it.
After all, Helga was a genuine legendary witch. She existed here, so all the existence that was not as powerful as her, in front of her, there was no way to show their prestige. They could only obediently show their obedience.
Because even time had appeared to freeze on her.
Although she didn't have a clear understanding of the appearance of magic in the world, this didn't prevent her from taking that step forward. There were always shortcuts in this world. No matter what method she used, after all, she had a prototype of a derivative world.
This power was the power that the [Deep Blue Sea] gave to Helga.
It gave Helga a future.
Jon's resistance and tolerance to Helga's power was his innate instinct as a blood descendant of Hufflepuff. Perhaps if it was another legendary Wizard of the same level here, he would not have such an advantage.
Helga didn't care about Jon's thoughts at all. She fiddled with the lines in her hand and analyzed with a serious face.
The blue line outlined a variety of different shapes in front of her. Illusory and real were constantly changing. Only a distant blue light was constant here.
With a record that could only be used as a gift, Helga continued to interpret a variety of rich content analysis from it, becoming a real miracle.
"For you, this is a really big gift."
Jon took the blue cube in Helga's hand in surprise, but the cube melted in his hand when it touched his fingertips. Then, the content of this gift appeared in his mind.
This was a law engraving.
[Deep Sea Miracle: Communication Engraving]
Stored in Jon's soul, it gave Jon a chance to communicate with anything.
As long as this engraving was activated, Jon could have a little magical ability for a short time. This ability was somewhat similar to a strengthened version of the "Serpent Voice".
What he said could be understood by any creature, and he could also understand the language of other creatures.
This was the law.
As the aggregate of all the consciousness of the entire world, the existence of the [Deep Sea] was, in a sense, more advanced than the creator in the mythological civilization. Its authority level in the management of this world was probably slightly weaker than the creator's.
Therefore, even if Helga only left a trace of the [Deep Sea], it also had a power that ordinary people could not reach.
This was not a difference in quantity, but a difference in quality.
And the most basic manifestation of the essence of that power was that every bit of meaning it conveyed, or rather every word it conveyed, could be understood by all living beings.
It was not even limited to creatures. All existences with consciousness could understand the meaning expressed by the will of the [Deep Sea].
After all, the will of the [Deep Sea] was the aggregate of the consciousness of all creatures, so it was equivalent to speaking to itself …
Jon happily accepted this precious gift and planned to find a suitable time to use it in the future.
Anyway, his special guardian had already settled down in his soul, so he had to find a companion for it.
But when he looked up again, Helga had disappeared.
His back was almost out of sight in the portrait.
Well, the harvest this time was enough. Helga also had to have a good rest.
One should not be greedy.
Jon tidied up his desk and turned off the desk lamp.
He went back to sleep.
The previous three days of sleep were more tiring than not sleeping at all. The tiredness of his soul could not even be controlled. After eating and drinking to his heart's content, his whole body seemed weak.
So he had a good night's sleep.
When he woke up, it was already late in the morning.
After Jon washed up, he walked out of the room.
The blazing sun shone in the corridor.
A new day had begun.
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