If the problem was magic, then the only way to deal with it was to use magic.
As the Lich spoke, he tossed aside the scientific thinking that he had been brainwashed by a certain someone over the past few days and looked at the 'disease' caused by the curse from his own perspective. Yes, it was just a disease, not an epidemic. The latter was contagious and much more threatening than the former.
However, this kind of low-level curse was actually a problem.
In order to break the curse in the land of mystery, one had to get rid of the caster to remove the curse. It was a different situation if the person was dead but the curse was still there.
The other method was to find the source of the curse's power and start from the very bottom to break down the curse. To use this method, one had to determine who the source of the curse belonged to. In the land of mystery, the God of Plague was not the only god or evil god that could do this.
Moreover, if the curse was a contagious disease, then for every additional person it infected, it would have to divert some of the power from the original source to make the disease appear on the next person. This process gave Fen a chance to peek into the source of the power.
However, the curse was not contagious. After the source of the curse was hidden in the target's body, it would silently take effect and not give others a chance to peek into the source. All the symptoms were the symptoms of the disease after the person was affected by the source of the curse.
The most annoying thing was that if this curse was used on normal people, it might turn from a fake disease to a real one. This was another example of psychological influence on the body. I'm sick, I'm sick, and then I'm really sick. If I'm really sick, I'll die. However, if it was used against a mage, it would be difficult to be fatal. This was because a mage's mind and cognition were not so easily affected.
However, in terms of the difficulty of removing this curse, it was the other way around. Most people only needed to find the church they believed in, donate some money, and ask a priest to cast a divine spell to dispel the curse, and the problem would be solved. However, mages could not do such a simple thing.
The essence of the divine spell to dispel the curse was to use divine power to brush the human body and remove the negative and dark power. Some powerful warriors didn't mind, and some paladins even had the effect of dispelling curses in their prayer classes. But how could a Spellcaster allow a power that didn't belong to him to brush every corner of his body?
Thinking about a famous example from Earth, a certain artist surnamed Chen thought that the confidentiality level of his personal computer was comparable to the top national security secret. As long as he didn't let others use it, he could hide some secrets in it. In the end, the computer broke down and was naively sent to someone to fix it. Later on, the incident that the maintenance engineer exposed caused an uproar in Hong Kong.
Similarly, using divine power to remove curses wasn't just about removing curses. What else could that divine power do? Apart from the gods themselves, no one could fully understand it. When all the secrets were in God's hands, the reason why He didn't do immoral things such as exposing the secrets or using them to threaten others was because the benefits He could get from doing so were not in the eyes of those gods. It didn't mean that He couldn't do it.
So, when the benefits were big enough to attract the attention of the gods, or when the benefits were small, but they still aroused their interest, what choice would those high and mighty beings make? Would it definitely be beneficial to people? Just by looking at the factions that the gods were divided into good gods, evil gods, and evil gods, one should know that they were definitely not beings that could be trusted unconditionally.
Then, would it be appropriate to expose the secrets hidden in a certain transmigrator in front of the gods?
"You can try, but I can't guarantee the result. And this time, I won't chase those gods to the end of the world just for you alone. Last time, I sacrificed my entire family. If only you die, there won't be enough people. Besides, it was stupid enough to do that kind of thing once. I don't want to do it a second time. "
… Well, fine. He directly excluded the option of the divine spell "Dispel Curses" from the list.
It was precisely this kind of situation that wouldn't kill people, but would only cause hairs on people. In addition, following the orthodox path of magic, it wasn't easy to find a solution. This made a certain someone very helpless. As for the scientific method? A certain someone didn't know how to treat a healthy body.
What was this feeling like? For example, if a famous lawyer on Earth had a car accident, even if it was just a small scratch, medical expenses, loss of work, psychological compensation, financial losses, and so on would add up to more than a hundred thousand dollars in compensation. It was simply a waste of the title of "famous lawyer." But what if he was hit by a kid who hadn't even gone to kindergarten riding a tricycle?
Not to mention a famous lawyer, even if a judge came, the most he could do was call the child's parents out and give them a scolding. As for the wound, he could only apply his own saliva. How could he file a lawsuit in such a situation? How could he ask for compensation?
This was how Lin felt at the moment. In all kinds of confrontations with real swords and knives, he tried his best to be considerate to the extent that he could block soldiers with arms and water with an earth weir. But when he encountered this kind of low-end curse, it created trouble for him in another way, and it seemed that he couldn't find a solution in a short time. The depression in his heart was something that others wouldn't understand.
However, seeing that a certain someone was sneezing and coughing continuously to the extent that it was almost to the extent that it was interfering with his normal life, Fen found some scraps of materials and made a very crude life pendant. The biggest use of that pendant was to suppress the effects of the curse and reduce the degree of the effects of various diseases as much as possible.
After hanging that strange pig-head-shaped necklace — it was said that the damned girl, Hallumi, put in a lot of effort. After that, Lin Xiang remembered something and asked Fen. "The way you control and use energy is different from what we're learning now. Then, can you be like those gods and brush my entire body to remove the curse? "
The Lich casually replied, "Sure, it's not difficult."
"Oh, that's great, help me remove that curse. Don't talk about trust or not, I'm with you. Even if I don't trust those gods, I trust you. Anyway, I haven't hidden any secrets from you. You already know that I peed my pants when I was three years old, I'm really not afraid of you knowing other things. So, come, help me dispel this curse. "
"No ~." A certain Lich turned her head away like a mischievous little girl.
"Why!"
"Because things haven't been solved in a proper way. Using brute force to solve everything is too low class. Anyway, you won't die, so let me do more research. "
… She actually said that he had become a lab rat.
In short, a certain person's current state was that he was healthy, but from time to time, he would sneeze, cough, burp, blur his eyes, and involuntarily fart. Fortunately, the symptoms weren't so bad that he would pee, fart, and poop. That Lich also refused to cure him and insisted on keeping him for research to find out who the god behind this was, so a certain person could only helplessly live like this for a period of time.
Don't let me find the person who put this low-level curse, or I'll definitely let that person have a taste of one of the ten great tortures of the Qing Dynasty. Back then, he had secretly watched that movie several times.
Other than being strangely hit by a dart … or being cursed, other things still had to be done, and life still had to be lived. Other things aside, the trade with the White Rose Merchant Guild was still going on, but the two apprentices, Hallumi and Kaya, were now in charge. In this regard, after Madam Audrey visited and saw the certain person's miserable state, she only said "take care" and didn't say anything else.
And a certain person's daily life, other than being a lab rat for the Lich's research, was to organize his previous designs and communicate with the four silver-bearded dwarves.
Although mages were also the best craftsmen in the Maze World, but now he couldn't control himself from coughing and sneezing from time to time, making the stability of his hands the biggest obstacle in creating precision parts. So this heavy responsibility could only be entrusted to Jermaine and the other dwarves.
As for the four silver-bearded dwarves who were exposed to the colorful world of humans for the first time, they used the excuse of being the apprentices' bodyguards to explore every corner of Pilsen City. All kinds of new and interesting things really opened their eyes. The reason why he was in such a mood was because of Halloumi and Jermaine, who were no different from a runaway horse. Together with the one-eyed girl, Mauergit, was the cause of it.
If it weren't for Kaya and the other three dwarves following them, they might have gone even crazier. According to the various' crimes' they described after returning, except for the core of the city, the Mage Tower Pilsen, they had asked about the details of the other places that they couldn't enter.
Jermaine, the dwarf who hadn't seen the world, and Mauergit, like Kaya at the beginning, was implicated by a certain wild girl. But later on, she also enjoyed it. And the reason why Hallumi was so enthusiastic about the streets and alleys seemed to have something to do with the Turtledove Alliance. Whether or not she took on some private job, a certain person couldn't care less.
Considering the age of the two apprentices, if they were on Earth, they would be singing about their youth in college. They would either play for four years, or suffer for four years. This was also the time when the elders were not easy to discipline. A certain person's attitude towards this was to let it be. After all, he was only a teacher, not a father or anyone else. He couldn't control so much.
Perhaps the mysterious land valued the identity of a teacher very much. Not only the inheritance of a magician, but also the inheritance of a warrior, the inheritance of a priest, and so on. The name of a teacher and apprentice was as important as Mount Tai.
But as a transmigrator who had gone through nine years of compulsory education and studied for a total of sixteen years, although a teacher needed to be respected, a teacher was just a teacher. Lin really couldn't treat the 'Heaven, Earth, King, Family, and Teacher' of the Confucian way of thinking on the same level and with the same attitude. It could only be said that the era was different, and the way of thinking was different. These were deeply ingrained and difficult to change for a person.
The White Rose Merchant Guild sent the materials they ordered one after another, and ordered the four dwarves to help with the pre-processing in their spare time. While Lin and the Lich were living such a leisurely life, they welcomed an unexpected guest. The president of the Pilsen District branch of the Society of Sorcerers, Mark Kovacs, was led by the one-eyed girl, Mauergit, to visit the small courtyard where a group of people were staying.
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