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Chapter 103

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"Then, can it be used?"

"Of course it can be used." Fen nodded fiercely, but her eyes were fixed on the Purple Change Stone. "But it's a good thing you didn't take it directly and treated it like a normal red magic stone."

"What do you mean? Magic stones aren't all the same thing. "

"You were the one who told me about the concept of Magic Towers being computerized. Then, can 1 bit of authority and 1 megabit of authority be the same thing when stacked together? "

This question was so reasonable that Lin was speechless.

In terms of computer concepts, a hard drive was just a hard drive to the user. But when the capacity went from megabytes to gigabytes to terabytes, the format had to be improved from MBR to GPT. There was no reason other than the former's design limitations made it unusable. Then, what did it mean for magic stones? Lin looked at the Lich in confusion.

But the woman didn't seem to want to answer immediately. She only said, "It seems that this era has forgotten the reason why authority is called authority and the meaning behind it."

"Oh, could it be a secret from a thousand years ago? Can you tell me? "Everyone had a gossipy heart. Of course, Lin's heart was burning with the flames of gossip.

However, Fen still avoided the question. She pointed at the mess in front of her and said, "Those things can't be explained in just a few words. Not to mention, I still have to sort out some things. After all, this world is very different from my time. However, these matters couldn't be delayed any further. Do you still have time to listen to my story? "

"How helpless." Lin shook his head regretfully and walked to the control panel next to Fen. "How can I help? If the Purple Change Magic Stone is so special. "

"It's not that troublesome. Because the amount of authority contained in a magic stone is too large, the moment the internal balance is lost, if it's not a large amount of authority that can't be converted in time, it will be an uncontrollable outflow. The result will be the same as what you always said, a very grand failure. So, it has to be used through a medium and can't be used directly like the Red Light Magic Stone. Have you heard of the Magical Pot? "

Lin shook his head. Fen continued to ask, "Then what about the Elven Treasure Chest?"

Still shaking his head, Fen did not give up and asked again, "Karak sarcophagus?"

Looking at the pair of blank eyes, Fen had already given up asking. She said directly, "If you haven't heard of it, then it's fine for me to make one at the last minute. However, even if he wanted to make do with it, there were still requirements for the materials used for the box. Furthermore, the size of the box could not be just right for the magic stones. It had to be bigger so that there would be space for other arrangements. Do you have any suitable magic materials? "

After thinking for a moment, he let out a strange cry and ran out to look for that very suitable item that he had just thought of. When he returned to the nuclear chamber, he held in his hands a stone box that had been hollowed out and covered with green vortexes. As for the Green Vortex Stone, it was a top-grade magical material that was similar to the base material used to construct the Tower of the Great Sage.

Fen was also quite satisfied with the stone box that Lin took out. Although there were magical patterns on it, the stone box that had lost all of its magical power was now just a dead object. Erasing the original traces would be easier than expected. Therefore, as she did her homework, she asked with great interest, "Where did you get this stone box?"

"It's the stone box that Sage Anatoly used to seal your head and put it in the dimensional space on the wall behind the restaurant's star map."



The two of them looked at each other with four eyes. This awkward atmosphere finally made Lin Xiang realize that a certain Lich who had just been resurrected was still quite concerned about this matter. And it seemed a little ridiculous for him to take out this thing so casually.

"Well, that …" Lin Xiang said something to ease the atmosphere. Fen held the stone box and resisted the urge to smash it to the ground. She took a deep breath, let out a long sigh, and continued with her homework. Lin Xiang pretended as if nothing had happened and directed a certain someone.

"With this box, I'll spend some time to draw a magic array and set it up. Then, it can be used. Before that, you should plan the program that you want to copy and see how it's more appropriate to store it. With this magic stone as the foundation, perhaps part of the program that we copied onto the magic stone can be used. We'll have to rely on you to make the initial arrangements. "

"Got it." Lin buried his head in the keyboard of the console, not daring to look up at a certain woman's expression. After hearing the footsteps, he only dared to look out of the corner of his eye. He saw Fen walking with slightly heavier footsteps than usual as she carried the stone box to the casting room on the first floor.

It seemed that the opportunity to ask about the secret from a thousand years ago would have to be postponed indefinitely.

After a whole night of torment, Lin Xiang spent all his time in front of the console except for making astronomical records. It wasn't difficult to copy the entire system. This was because the computers in the magical land didn't need to care about the hardware, and of course, there were no drivers to pay attention to. There was also no need to install or compile the software. As long as the file was there, it could be executed.

What took more time was dealing with the handover of the Magic Tower. Filling in the Magic Tower's log, the description of the entire tower's defense system, and the settings of all the parameters. Things to pay attention to during daily maintenance, as well as the uses and maintenance methods of the large and small magic arrays all over the tower, and where to start looking for problems if there were any.

To be honest, it was impossible to write everything down completely. This was because Lin Xiang had made some of the functions himself. Apart from the few that he often used, the rest were only remembered when he encountered a relevant need.

In addition, he deliberately hid some of the layout content. It wasn't to hide any secrets, but because it was too complicated to explain. To explain it clearly, writing a 600-page manual might not be enough. Therefore, he simply skipped over it and didn't even mention it to save himself the trouble. In any case, most of them didn't hinder the use of the entire Magic Tower. They were just icing on the cake.

The most important thing was, of course, the improved version of the light bullet attack array of the Tower of the Great Sage. There were all kinds of function sets, as well as design drawings, ideas, and ideas. Lin Xiang tried his best to explain all kinds of things so that his successor could deal with the upcoming battle.

Even if he only wrote a rough outline of these things, and it was all over the place, Lin Xiang still spent most of the night to come up with a first draft.

He had no choice but to work so hard. If he didn't want to be tied up as an operator in the Tower of the Great Sage and wanted to escape from the frontlines as soon as possible, it was best not to give others a reason to keep him here. Then, as a war fortress, he had to make a clear explanation of the various operating methods.

Or at least, he had to make people feel that they had everything under control and could unleash the tower's combat strength. And according to Lin Xiang's standards, these people had to be able to unleash at least 60% of the Magic Tower's combat strength to cross the passing line. As for whether the remaining potential could be dug out, it would depend on the successor's talent. And this kind of thing couldn't be forced.

When his chaotic mind cleared up a little, the morning sun had already shone through the door to the observatory. And what was the progress of the completion? It seemed that he hadn't completed many tasks at all. It wasn't that someone didn't work hard, but that there were too many things to do. When he had to make this kind of explanatory document at the last minute, Lin Xiang just wrote down whatever he thought of. There was no order or standard.

Were there any omissions? There were definitely. But Lin Xiang really didn't have the energy to write anymore. In the three years of the Tower of the Great Sage's remodeling, there were contradictions, erasing and redoing, and of course, there were even more that were forgotten after they were done. Although there were records of these things, those records had never been sorted out. So now a certain tower master could be considered to have suffered the consequences of his own actions.

Writing a program without writing annotations, thinking that he was very bold and fast, and that he was only scamming others anyway. But he didn't think that one day, no one would be willing to take on this kind of trouble. Who would jump into this pit?

But this couldn't be entirely blamed on Lin Xiang. Although there were records of the Magic Tower being asked to be reclaimed by the Association when the tower master was still alive, that kind of situation was still quite rare. Lin Xiang only treated those things as stories that bards sang, but he didn't think that one day, it would happen to him. So Marco Lin had never thought of this kind of preparation for the handover.

In the original plan, if he couldn't find the way home, then he would slowly grow old in this Magic Tower and then welcome death. And after he died, whether the handover of the Tower of the Great Sage was complete, whether there were any important facilities that could be kept intact, and whether they would be taken apart by various units that came to take advantage of him. These were not things that Marco Lin cared about. He even had the idea of watching a good show, and then he would stay in the world where the dead gathered and laugh at everything that happened.

That night, while Lin Xiang's side was preparing vigorously, the other side wasn't that relaxed. From the moment Chuck Weiss sent back the conditions of the tower master, a fierce discussion had unfolded in the conference room of the Middle Tower in Wulian City.

The idea of going back to the tower master's request and unconditionally taking back the Tower of the Great Sage became the mainstream voice for a while. Many people in the conference room were shouting about the rudeness and threats of the latecomer. The neutral party didn't care about this kind of thing, so of course they didn't have any voice.

The president of Orange Eaton didn't express his opinion at the first moment. He was just wondering where the resentment of these people, who didn't say anything on the surface but secretly wanted to kill the Pagoda Master, came from.

Was it because wealth made people jealous? No! If they killed that person in this way, the money left behind would not necessarily be distributed to these people.

Was it because of the Abyss Invasion? What a joke! That door wasn't opened by the tower master himself. Even a pig could think that it was also a conspiracy against that person. What kind of unreasonable resentment was it to want to vent their anger on the tower master?

Was it because several mages and great mages died? Stop fooling around! Those who died were from other people's families. They were neither relatives nor friends with this group of people in front of them. What kind of reason was it to yell about avenging unrelated people?

Speaking of which, the biggest possibility was a sense of threat. Before becoming the tower master, his strength was considered to be at the bottom of the mages' group. His name was not qualified to enter the ears of the people present.

Now, one after another, unbelievable results were produced, and there was an endless stream of fantastic ideas. Orange Eaton had to admit that he couldn't keep up with the young man's thinking. The same sense of threat had swelled to the extent that people wanted to kill him. He looked coldly at the people present, at the familiar yet unfamiliar faces.

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