The heavy rain was like a waterfall falling from the sky. The sky became gloomy and depressing. Looking at the white mist outside the hall, Lucien felt that he was isolated and abandoned by the world.
"The rain of the Month of Fire is really unpredictable." In the hall, Drummond was enjoying the storm by the window with a glass of wine in his hand. The dark red liquid in the glass was slightly shaking.
Isabella, who was wearing the crystal laurel, heard Drummond's exclamation. Comparing the warm atmosphere in the hall with the vast darkness outside, she smiled and said, "Nature is much more powerful than our magic. Only a legendary can control the weather in such a large range and create such a horrible scene."
"Lightning, thunder, and storm will eventually subside, just like all the obstacles we face. The ancient magic theories and the powerful Church will eventually be defeated by arcana and magic. Fate is like a giant wheel rolling forward. Those who stand in its way will be crushed into meat paste, and those who can't keep up with it will be abandoned forever. I like the weather after the rain the most. It's so fresh and wonderful, as if the dirty world has been carefully cleaned and a new one has been built, "said Drummond in high spirits. Outside, the thunder was still rumbling, and the rain was pouring down.
…
Around Allyn, thunderclouds were dense, and lightning was dancing in the sky. The bright sunlight was replaced by darkness immediately, which was a sharp contrast to the warm and beautiful scene in Renstadt not far away.
Lucien did not expect that the fury and roar of a grand arcanist could cause such a horrible change in the weather. The air around him was so dense that it almost became solid and pressed on his body, making it hard for him to breathe.
"The world is not continuous?"
"The world is not continuous!"
Fernando's roar echoed in Lucien's ears, and it was even louder than the thunder outside.
"But it's just an assumption that this formula is true. It's just an assumption!"
The storm was coming, but Lucien did not lower his head. Facing the pressure, he said slowly and calmly, but firmly,
"Even if it's just an assumption, it's the only assumption so far!"
Rumble!
It seemed that countless thunders were roaring at the same time. Dazzling silver lightning flashed in Fernando's eyes.
"The only assumption? You dare to rule out all the other possibilities? Is there a rigorous deduction? Is there any experiment to prove it? Is there any magic verification?! "
Lucien's black pupils were as deep as a lake. He was not affected by the roaring and the storm at all.
"Judging from the work done during this period of time, at least the analysis from other angles has been rejected. If this inference is assumed to be correct, is there any concrete evidence and derivation to refute it? "
During this period of work, the two of them had discussed and researched together. Fernando himself had approved the rejection of the various explanations from different perspectives, and he had personally overcome the difficulties. Under such circumstances, he couldn't deny Lucien's words. His heart began to waver, and he could only roar.
"Evidence! The entire world is evidence!"
Lucien suddenly smiled gently and peacefully, "Master, the nature of the world is profound and mysterious. What we see, hear, and feel is limited by ourselves. Do common arcanists and grand arcanists see the world in the same way? Did the grand arcanists who supported the particle theory and the wave theory have the same view of the world? But this formula is real. Before we can find another explanation, we have to accept this assumption for the time being. "
"Master, you once told me that sometimes, the experience and knowledge of the past are the obstacles for us to move forward!"
Fernando, the Lord of Storm, heard the maxim that the grand arcanists had summed up after so many "blood and tears" incidents. His eyes were filled with lightning, and his red magic robe was fluttering in the wind. After a long time, the silver lightning in his eyes disappeared, and so did the dense thunderclouds outside.
"Fortunately, it's just an assumption for the time being. I will continue to work on this and look for explanations from other angles. "Fernando sighed softly, his voice sounding a little old.
Seeing that Fernando seemed to be accepting the assumption, Lucien asked concernedly, "Master, are you alright?"
"Fortunately, it's just an assumption for the time being," Fernando repeated. Fernando repeated the sentence, "If there was any irrefutable evidence when you proposed this assumption, then I would have already become a real storm, a storm of flesh and blood. Of course, it's also possible that my cognitive world has been broken and solidified, and the possibility of further improvement in magic has become extremely low."
"But now, since it's just an assumption, I still have some time. Looking for other explanations to refute it is a slow process of acceptance. Of course, our recent discussions have made me understand that before a new theory emerges, it's very, very difficult to completely explain this formula from another perspective. Heh, maybe the new theory will be based on your assumption. "
Mr. Fernando, the discontinuity and quantization of energy are just the beginning. On this path, there are many "devils" that are even more terrifying and subversive than this. Even Einstein, one of the greatest scientists on Earth, had his cognitive world broken and solidified because of them and could not make any further progress.
Of course, Lucien could not say that out loud. The path to the world was always so cruel and unimaginable. However, seeing that Fernando was still calm and could even make a joke, Lucien was finally relieved. He did not want to blow up his teacher's head, especially since no one below legendary had ever tried to blow up a legendary mage's head in front of them because of the collapse of the world they knew. No one knew what kind of power it would be.
Maybe, like those middle-rank and senior-rank arcanists, their heads would explode just by sitting quietly in their chairs. The worst case scenario would be that other people's bodies would be dirty, or everything within a certain range would be obliterated.
Pausing for a second, Fernando sighed again. He did not look like the Lord of Storm, but more like a dying old man, "I wish that I had never done the experiment on thermal radiation. However, there's nothing we can do now. We may have set free a horrible monster that can destroy the arcana system, the Congress of Magic, and even the whole world. Before today, I never thought that the energy might be discontinuous, and the world might be discontinuous, like a combination of pictures. How do you think other sorcerers will react when they see the meaning and the assumption of this formula? "
To put it more accurately, the whole world was like a movie. It was not continuous, but frame by frame. Lucien corrected himself habitually, and then he put on a bitter smile, "Most of them will feel scared, and then they'll tell themselves that it's just an assumption. In the end, they'll subconsciously ignore the problem and just use the formula. But a small number of them will be angry, rebuke, and blame …"
"It's good that you understand. We need to discuss how to submit the paper and how to present it. Although it's just an assumption, we have to try to ease the impact of it. What a subversive assumption. " Fernando became serious again, "You can compile today's work into a paper and send it to Douglas. He's probably the grand arcanist who can accept your assumption the most. Heh, the energy is discontinuous, but it's in parts. Isn't it like particles? Well, let's call it quantum.
"As for Hathaway and the rest of the sorcerers, divide the paper into two parts so that they can have one more day to digest it. Sometimes, it's easier to accept what you come up with yourself than what other people tell you. At least, what happened just now has proved that."
Following Fernando's instruction, Lucien finished the paper. When Lucien was about to sign his name, Fernando, who was leaning against the back of the chair, suddenly sat up straight and said seriously, "You're the only author of the paper. I backed out when I made the assumption, so this paper belongs to you."
"Sir …" Lucien looked at him in surprise.
Fernando glared at him, "Just do as I say. I don't want to sign my name on a paper that I don't want to admit."
After sending the letter, Fernando closed his eyes to calm down his cognitive world and began to think about other ways to explain the formula. The whole room became quiet again.
Lucien was also adjusting his state of mind. He did not notice it until now, when he was facing the terrifying pressure of the Lord of Storm, he was soaked in cold sweat, and his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his chest.
In the weird silence, time flew. Soon, it was almost noon. When Lucien was about to leave and go home to analyze the magic, a bright light suddenly burst out from the empty space on one side of the study.
For some reason, the magic circle in the study didn't work. A tall old man walked out of the light. He had a head of white hair and blue eyes. He was dressed in a meticulous evening suit, but his kind and amiable face was unusually solemn, with a hint of fear.
Holding more than ten pieces of paper in his hand, he shouted, "Fernando, this is just an assumption!"
"Then it is also the only hypothesis now!" Fernando roared, not falling behind at all.
Why did the conversation sound so familiar? Lucien felt that the air in the study suddenly became heavy, as if there was a great change in gravity. Was this the president of the Congress of Magic, the Emperor of Arcana, and the Chosen One of Magic, Douglas?
"Anyway, it doesn't have any practical support!" Douglas frowned, "This is even more unbelievable than the destruction of the Magic Empire!"
"Your past experience and knowledge are restricting you, Douglas. So far, this is the only way we can explain this formula, and it's completely valid!" In private, Fernando didn't like to call Douglas "Speaker" after his name.
"We still need to do more work." Facing the furious roars, Douglas did not back down at all. He calmly expressed his opinion.
After a while, the two leaders gradually calmed down. According to what they said earlier, at least it was still an assumption.
"Lucien, I'm afraid that only a young man like you who doesn't worship the past experience can come up with such a horrible assumption." Douglas sighed slightly and looked at Lucien. He could not help but use two adjectives to describe the assumption, "Although it's still an assumption, the formulation and theoretical explanation of this formula itself is an outstanding contribution to the field of thermodynamics. It can effectively reduce the difficulty of many spells. I believe that Cabin of Palmeira and the Northland will not ignore your achievement. I think you should be awarded the Ice and Snow Medal."
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