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Chapter 520

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Was Rorschach's natural talent good?

He probably counted as good. After all, although there were extreme limitations and all sorts of drawbacks, being average was far more despair-inducing than the side effects.

He wasn't that pretentious, nor would he give up on his natural talent and background to prove himself. Wouldn't it be foolish to not take advantage of his natural talent and background?

Rorschach was quite realistic, and he had no choice but to be realistic. The cruel reality didn't give him any room to retreat.

The most obvious reason was that he had become a Sword Saint after all his hard work on Earth. His family had probably predicted this development, so he had made preparations beforehand.

His ten or so years of swordsmanship had been nothing but hard work. But now that he had reached the Aishi Plane, a world of swords and magic, he had no choice but to give up on his swordsmanship. This meant that his many years of hard work had been wasted.

On one hand, wood spirits' physical bodies weren't suited for melee combat. Gold elves' physical bodies were slightly stronger, but their natural talent was all spent on spellcasting.

On the other hand, which was also the main reason, was that martial artists were far too weak in this generation.

Not only did the advanced magical engineering civilization give mages and supernatural beings new abilities, even the physical bodies that pure warriors were so proud of were useless in front of the ever more advanced magical armor.

Pure warriors were basically unable to insta-kill mages in a direct battle. They also didn't have the large-scale destructive power of mages, so they were naturally forced to retreat.

Reality wasn't a game. There was no such thing as balance between job classes. Jokes like "there are only two job classes in this world: mages and mages' cannon fodder" were becoming more and more unfunny.

More than ten years of hard work and hard work couldn't compare to evolved steel tools. No matter how good one's martial arts were, they would be defeated with a single shot. Such things had happened countless times on Earth. Societal changes were far crueler than anyone could imagine.

If one really wanted to find a balance, it would be that mages had higher natural talent requirements, longer cultivation cycles, and higher quality products.

After Rorschach saw the future clearly, he didn't have much of a choice. He focused most of his energy on the seemingly more promising job classes of ranger and magical armor technician. Walking down the path of mages was also the result of a freak combination of factors.

Soon, he realized that the true application of his Supreme Talent was still in the world of Spell Casters.

Rorschach's talent of honesty had given him a lot of trouble and limitations. Things that he could not understand and could not create or use had become a natural limitation for a mage. However, as he grew older and more experienced, Rorschach vaguely realized that this was not necessarily a negative effect.

His ability to create was probably the most outstanding of all his abilities. It was even enough to rewrite reality, reaching the level of divine authority that the gods had.

Rorschach himself realized that this ability might not have reached its limit. It was just that his strength at the Tier 4 realm had limited the upper limit. Following his breakthrough to the Tier 5 realm, this seal even showed signs of loosening.

In other words, Rorschach's ability to create was his true strength. Not only were all his abilities strangely leaning towards this side, he even had the potential to reach the level of creation.

As for his ability to break the natural order and create reality … after repeatedly eliminating many hypotheses, the only remaining possibility was the answer, even if it still seemed absurd.

"The talent of 'honesty (reality)' restricts the existence of unreality. But from another perspective, it's also a strict supervisor, rejecting all unqualified illusions … But after it's verified, it's as if it's stamped with 'reality'. It's just like an inspector with an incredibly high level of authority. Its verification can greatly improve the existence of an object."

From a certain standpoint, this was both a type of restriction and also a type of improvement.

It restricted Rorschach's creations from following logic and theory. The internal structure had to conform to material science and structural science. The behavior also had to conform to gravity, fluid mechanics, and so on. This was incredibly troublesome.

However, the price for this was that his creations would be more "real".

This "reality" was incredibly valuable, because no matter which world's researchers, scientists, or mages, what they pursued was nothing more than the truth of the world.

At this point, Rorschach knew what he wanted.

He wanted an entire tree of technology and endless knowledge. This would allow his "imagination" to be closer to the "reality", making his creations even more powerful.

In Ansorenne, this was how his iron army had been created. It was just that the lack of divine power was forcefully made up for. The consequence of this was that after the divine power was used, his creations would be unable to resist the world's modifications. Just like any other summoned creations, they would be sent back to wherever they came from.

This wasn't a major problem. But if it was truly possible to preserve the creations for a long time, the difference in power would be like the difference between heaven and earth.

Not only would it be a matter of energy consumption, but it would also be possible to invest resources and strengthen the creations without caring about the price. The creations would then be able to repeatedly absorb combat experience and evolve.

The final difference would be like the difference between a temporarily recruited militia and an entire country's ace army. There would be no comparison at all.

And this was only how Rorschach could use his power … After truly stepping into the world of mages, Rorschach felt that he was incredibly weak.

"I have two trees of technology and countless creations and creature templates, but I can only create replicas. Isn't this the same as using biological weapons to create flu vaccines? It's such a waste."

Previously, Rorschach could only understand the technology tree of the iron industry. His imagination was far too limited, and he was far from being able to develop his own abilities. But after Rorschach discovered his own wood spirit bloodline and began to come into contact with the wood spirits' biological technology tree, the situation became completely out of control.

He was completely capable of using his own creation ability to create creations on the wood spirits' biological technology tree. This would greatly reduce the construction time and cost, and he would even be able to modify creations on the spot.

He discovered that perhaps his own creation ability was one of the most buggy parts of the wood spirits' biological technology tree to begin with.

As long as he grasped the natural laws, as long as he had a life template, and as long as he had the bug-level authority to modify lifeforms, he would be able to create extremely buggy creations.

For example, the current Rorschach was quite worried about the light green leaf in his hand. If it leaked out and escaped his control, would it cause all the lifeforms in the entire city to die?

"I only wanted to create a shell for the Wood God that could be used repeatedly. It seems like I've gone overboard …"

Even Rorschach, who was usually emotionless, felt that he had gone overboard this time. He had only wanted to research a wooden material that could be used repeatedly. How did it end up becoming a poor man's nuclear bomb — a biological weapon?

Rorschach hesitated as he looked at the bonsai plant on the table. He hesitated for a moment about whether or not he should destroy it. But after some hesitation, he finally gave up on this idea.

"Let's keep it as a memento. I'll bring it back and seal it away forever. After all, it's my first successful creation. Let's just call it … the original twisted evolver."

Rorschach carefully placed this seemingly ordinary "fern" under his bed. Then, he returned to his senses and prepared to continue his homework.

But soon, he was unable to sit down anymore. It was already dark outside, and his empty stomach was reminding him that not only had he missed breakfast, he had also missed lunch.

He opened the door and saw that there weren't any baskets hanging in the hallway outside.

"… It's only been a few days, and I can't even endure it anymore?"

Rorschach was rather displeased. He put on his slippers and prepared to go downstairs to find something to eat.

But just as he went down to the first floor, he heard the hotel owner yelling.

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