In Allyn, the City in the Sky …
The salary in the Atom Institution was very high. After only one year, Blake was already able to rent a villa with a garden in the suburb. However, his hobbies did not change after he came to Allyn. He would not meditate or go to sleep until he finished listening to 'Arcana Voice' and 'News of the World' every night.
"… Above is the progress of the Congress' expansion in the four countries on the strait and the northern coastline …"
"Lark"'s crisp and melodious voice, like ice crystals falling on a porcelain plate, entered Blake's ears. It made him, who was lazily leaning on the sofa, feel a sense of tranquility and joy, blending into the tranquil night around the villa.
Zi, zi, zi. Electric currents came out of the magic radio. Blake looked at it in confusion. What was going on? 'News of the World' should've only been half way through. Was it caused by the disorder of electromagnetic signals recently?
Rising from the sofa, Blake walked to the magic radio and extended his right hand, ready to adjust it, when an old voice suddenly came out of the radio.
"Mr. President, it's true that new arcana theories or achievements that are suitable for my current bottleneck will come out very soon, but they are also more likely to blow up my head, especially Lucien Evans, the head-exploding fiend …"
Blake was stunned. Was Mr. President referring to Mr. Douglas? Had 'News of the World' invited him? That was really too exciting and exhilarating.
The arcanists who grew up in the Congress had been influenced by Mr. President's deeds of establishing the Congress in great danger and laying the foundation for the development of arcana. His gravity theory and motion system were also classics that generations of sorcerers worshipped and studied. After hundreds of years, it was still one of the two pillars of the arcana system. 'Mathematical Principles of Magical Philosophy' was also praised as the most important book in the history of arcana and magic. It was a symbol of a civilization that truly moved from darkness to the exploration of the mysteries of the world.
Therefore, for most arcanists, Mr. President was the spiritual pillar of the Congress and the mountain that could never be bypassed in the field of magic. The man who supported half of the sky of the arcana system was their idol since they were young.
"The progress that he brought hasn't been fully revealed yet. Maybe in three, five, or ten years, you will see the value of the new theories that he proposed."
Yes, it was Mr. President, whether it was his voice or his tone!
Blake grew excited all of a sudden. He was lucky enough to listen to Mr. President's speech in "News of the Week in Allyn" on 'News of the World' and was deeply impressed. The calmness and the unjealous praise for the latecomer were definitely not fake!
"This is great! We've finally managed to invite His Excellency to the 'News of the World' channel! The only question is, why did an old man with such an unpleasant voice come to visit instead of our old friends, Miss Lark or Miss Nightingale? Just listening to their voices is a pleasure. "
Some hilarious ideas popped up in Blake's head, but he also speculated that the man must be Mr. President's old friend. That was why he was invited. It must be noted that the two channels had been established for years, and none of the members of the Highest Council were willing to participate in such a talk program.
"Just like 'On the Electrodynamics of Moving Bodies and the Mass-energy Equation'?"
"Yes."
Douglas's slightly frustrated voice came into Blake's ears, making the smile on his face gradually disappear.
Although he admired Mr. Lucien Evans, the director of the Atom Institution, his admiration was still focused on the new alchemy and elements. He had always been Mr. President's follower in the gravity theory and the motion system. Therefore, in the past few months, while he was thrilled to witness the historical moment when Mr. Evans subverted Douglas' motion system, he was also frustrated, as if the spiritual pillar that supported his arcana ideas had mostly collapsed. The world of arcana that was previously clear and promising became chaotic.
Together with the subversion of the absolute space-time theory and the relative space-time theory, he seemed to have lost his bearings for a moment. He even began to doubt the entire arcana system.
If even one of the most classic motion systems of Mr. President was wrong, what else could not be wrong?
Thankfully, there was still the admirable gravity theory!
… …
Inside the stream room of "News of the World" …
"Lark" Samantha had been reading the draft attentively, ready to comment on it later, when she suddenly saw that the door of the stream room was opened.
"Something's wrong!" said the arcanist who came in with a pale face.
Samantha was both the streamer and the manager of "News of the World" that Lucien entrusted. She hinted that something was wrong with her eyes and asked the arcanist who was responsible for the broadcast to play an advertisement.
The arcanist who came in with a magic radio said in confusion and panic, "Ms. Samantha, your stream has been interrupted. Mr. President's conversation with other sorcerers has popped up."
"What?" Samantha knew very well that Mr. President had never been invited to the program.
This was something that had never happened before, so she couldn't react for a moment.
The arcanist who came in turned on the radio, allowing everybody in the stream room to hear an old voice.
"… Doubts about my self-knowledge and the arcana system in the past hundreds of years. Your Excellency Douglas, I've been following you since the end of the War of Dawn and established the Congress from the oppression of the Church and the wavering of the nobles. Your gravity theory and your motion system were the lighthouses that guided me to transform my thoughts into the spirit of arcana. But now, one of the two lighthouses has been declared to be 'wrong' and collapsed. I really don't know what to believe anymore. I'm like a ship in a storm, and there's nothing but darkness before my eyes, and I can't find my way anymore. "
The wandering words stunned all the arcanists in the stream room. It seemed to be a real portrayal of the questions in their hearts in the past few months. Those who had never experienced the collapse of their mental pillars couldn't understand the frustration and helplessness in those words.
Samantha, who was from the school of astrology and force field, held her breath, waiting for Mr. President's reply. He had never expressed any opinion on the issue before.
"It's not wrong, but a low-speed approximation of the relativistic system."
Douglas's voice echoed as expected.
Different from the middle-rank and low-rank arcanists such as Blake, 'Truth Channel' had been praised by Mr. President in person, and most of the arcanists present had been lucky enough to meet him. They could clearly tell that it was indeed Mr. President's voice and tone. Among them, Samantha, who had visited the Land of Truth with her teacher, was even more certain.
However, wasn't Mr. President's answer too common? It was exactly Lucien Evans' explanation.
"Mr. President, the low-speed approximation is actually suggesting that too many things have been neglected in your motion system and that there are too many errors … 'Time is space, and space is time', 'Time depends on matter and is a function of speed' … Do you not feel that it has completely overturned our understanding?"
Yes, yes, yes! That's the feeling! The arcanists agreed in their hearts. Mr. President, please give a model or an explanation that is more suitable for everyone!
"It's indeed different from our intuition. It's hard to imagine that when I saw it, I also had the feeling that my life in the past thousand years had been completely denied." Douglas's old and gloomy voice came over.
Boom!
Most of the arcanists in the stream room felt that thunder exploded in their hearts. Their lives in the past thousand years had been completely denied. Their lives had been completely denied …
Even Mr. President's life had been completely denied. What about theirs?
Samantha was deep in thought and at a loss at first. Then, she realized that it was definitely not Mr. President's answer. It's the enemy's scheme!
"Brian, you go to Lucien. I'll inform Ms. Hellen to turn on the high-power interference magic circles to block the electromagnetic signals in Allyn!"
That was Lucien's plan at the beginning. Having come from Earth, he couldn't have foreseen that the enemy could also brainwash sorcerers with radios and electromagnetic signals. Therefore, he had made quite a few contingency plans.
Although they could only block Allyn for now, Samantha had no time to care about the branches and local organizations anymore!
"The truth of the world is beyond our imagination. There are more and more questions that we cannot answer. More and more things point to the same thing. What is the nature of gravity? How did it appear at the beginning? If your celestial motion system is true, what gave the power to make the planet spin in the first place?"
Samantha's hand that touched her communication earring stiffened. It was a question that every sorcerer of the school of astrology was puzzled.
What was the nature of gravity exactly? What would Mr. President's answer be?
Inertia made her connect to Hellen's secret frequency while she waited. Her voice was as unpredictable as the wind. "Your Excellency Hellen, the News of the World has been compromised by the enemy's signal …"
Hellen, who was on duty on the thirty-third floor of the Allyn magic tower, was a woman who looked like a snow elf. Despite her bluish lips, she had a weird charm.
Hearing Samantha's words, she did not turn on the high-power interference magic circles in Allyn in a hurry. Instead, she turned on the radio on her desk, hoping to hear how the signal was compromised so that she could gain experience for the defense in the future.
"That's what puzzles me, too. What provides gravity? How does it spread? How does it come into being at the beginning? How does the celestial motion system work? Sometimes, I have to admit that the more you know, the more confused and scared you will be."
"Perhaps, I've been wrong from the beginning to the end."
As she listened, Hellen couldn't help but put on an expression of shock and collapse of faith on her delicate and cold face.
Other people might suspect that it was a fake voice made up by magic or divine power, but as a grand arcanist, she knew very well that after a legendary sorcerer, especially one at the peak of legendary, their cognitive world would gradually be melted with their soul. Their every word would carry the influence and feedback of their cognitive world on the real world. Even without magic, their voice would contain a unique feeling, unless they intentionally covered it up.
Unless one knew the composition of a legendary sorcerer's cognitive world clearly, it was barely possible to imitate and fake such a unique feeling. Everyone who had the ability to do so was an expert in the field of illusion and transformation. For example, the Eye of Curse, the King of Nightmares, and the master of transformation. But, how could they possibly do so when the Dark Parliament had just won such a great victory!
Also, two of the six grand arcanists were more or less Douglas' students. Naturally, the more famous one was Brook, the Emperor of Control, and the less famous one was Hellen Paris, the Witch of Iceland.
Cabin of Palmeira was a magic organization that had controlled the northland since the ancient Magic Empire. In its heyday, it had three legendary sorcerers. After it joined the Congress, its development was very slow because it was not used to arcana for a long time. Hellen, on the other hand, was very talented and had unusual views on arcana studies. Her teacher felt that he could not teach her well, so he asked Douglas to help her.
In Hellen's heart, Douglas was like a father who supported the sky of the Congress of Magic and illuminated the path of arcana studies. However, right now, he said something like "perhaps, I've been wrong from the beginning to the end". How could she not feel disillusioned? She was so shocked that she forgot to block the interference that she was going to do.
"Perhaps, it was a fake voice made up by a demigod …" Hellen tried to find an explanation in her heart.
… …
"Perhaps, I've been wrong from the beginning to the end."
Felipe was listening to "News of the World" in his magic tower in Heidler City.
At first, he also thought that it was Chairman Douglas who had been specially invited, but as he listened, he realized that something was amiss. However, the content of the conversation seemed to have a strange and sweet charm that could make one fall into depravity, and he still couldn't help but listen to it.
When the founder of the arcana system, the pioneer of arcana, and the leader of arcanists painfully said that he might have been wrong from the beginning to the end, even Felipe, who had always been arrogant and disdainful, had indescribable surprise and disappointment on his face, and the brilliance in his eyes was gone.
"Are you telling us that we've been wrong from the beginning after we've worked so hard to reach this point?"
Holding the red wine glass, Felipe looked out of the window. The whole Heidler City was enshrouded in the dark gray night. The lights were shining like stars, as if they symbolized the restlessness in the heart of every sorcerer who heard the conversation.
Even necromancers could not stop them from studying gravity, which seemed to contain the deepest mysteries of the world, nor could they stop them from expressing their sincere respect for Douglas, who had established the Congress and the arcana system single-handedly. The invention of calculus and the study of geometric models had made the advancement of sorcerers of all schools much easier, and they no longer relied so much on potions and materials.
… …
In the headquarter of the Will of Elements, Raventi, who was in charge of guarding tonight, listened to "News of the World" with his face tightened. He did not expect that Mr. President would say such a thing!
He was in a good relationship with the astrologers of the Tower, and he had a deep understanding of gravity. He knew very well that questions such as "what exactly provides gravity, how does it spread, how does it come into being at the beginning, and how does the motion of celestial bodies come into being" were the unavoidable mysteries in the study of gravity. He had similar puzzles, too.
However, Mr. President, how can you lose your confidence and say something that is wrong from the beginning to the end?
It's not scary to have problems. We can solve them step by step!
How can we figure out all the mysteries from the beginning?
The development of the gravitational system was obvious to all, and the success of the artificial planets made it even more deeply rooted in people's hearts. Was it not development? Was it not progress?
The questions that involved the root of the problem could not be rushed. They had to be based on the solid foundation of the current research results!
Mr. President, please don't lose your confidence!
If you lose your confidence, many arcanists, including the legendary sorcerers, will be confused and even desperate.
"Maybe we should look for a philosophical explanation. Maybe there really is a First Cause, a source that creates everything. In that case, the gravitational system and the celestial bodies' motion system can be built perfectly."
"Sometimes, I can't help but think that there's probably a supreme existence who's the first driving force. Otherwise, the entire arcana system can't be explained from the source. It's like a villa without a foundation. A gust of wind will cause it to collapse and be destroyed."
The supreme being, the First Cause, without them, the arcana system cannot be established from the source … Mr. President, you don't really want to tell us that, do you?
We've been fighting the Church and the believers of the God of Truth all our lives, only to discover that our pride and belief all depend on the God of Truth in the end?
Raventi rose from his chair abruptly, his right hand shivering violently. He could not believe that it was President Douglas who said that. He began to identify the truth with prophecy.
It was true …
Even Raventi, an archmage who pursued truth and despised hypocrisy, looked old and weak. He could not believe or accept that Mr. President believed that there was a supreme being that dominated everything. If that were the case, the arcana system and the Congress of Magic that he established would be a joke, and he, who was attached to them, would be a joke too.
"Annonis, did you listen to Truth of the World? Confirm if Mr. President's words are true with astrology. "Raventi remembered that he was not good at prophecy, so he hurried to contact his friend.
… …
When Samantha turned into a statue after hearing Douglas' questions about the gravity theory, an arcanist of the school of electromagnetism in the stream room hurried to inform Lucien. He was the highest authority that he could reach so far.
Lucien ended the call with Natasha. After greeting the Grand Dukes Of Orvarit, he stayed in the office of the Atom Institution to continue his magic structure and arcana studies. Today, after exchanging rings and confirming their relationship, he had the passion to fight for his family.
Suddenly, Lucien's monocle was slightly hot.
"Mr. Evans, quick, quick, listen to the 'News of the World' channel …" An unfamiliar male voice sounded in a panic, but in his panic, his words were unclear.
Lucien asked nonstop but failed to get an effective answer. He could only turn on the magic radio and tune to 'News of the World'.
"That is to say, without the First Cause, your gravity system and your motion system will collapse."
"Yes."
The First Cause? Wasn't it the concept that the theologians showed off? Why was Mr. President discussing it with other people?
"Then, what's the origin of the whole world? Who am I? Who am I? Where are we from? Where are we going? Can those questions be explained by arcana studies? "
"Not for now. They are still in the category of philosophy."
Lucien listened and smelled something wrong. He hurried to cut off the communication and contacted Hellen, the grand arcanist on duty.
Beep, beep, beep. The busy tone kept on.
"No, it's in the category of theology. As long as we admit that there is a supreme being and the First Cause, those questions can be explained."
Hearing that, Lucien's bad feeling grew stronger and stronger. There was no time to contact Ms. Hellen anymore. If there was a problem, he could go to his teacher!
"Hey!" Fernando was not in a good mood because his research was disturbed.
"Master, the News of the World has been hacked. Mr. President may be tempted by the Church's personnel! Ms. Hellen can't be reached! "Lucien spoke very quickly.
"News of the World?" Fernando was an impatient man. He returned to the Allyn magic tower from his demiplane and went to Hellen's library. He was worried that something might be wrong with Hellen.
As for Douglas, as an old friend, Fernando trusted him more. It was reasonable that his cognitive world collapsed because of the new arcana theories, but would he believe in the God of Truth and join the Church?
Damn it! Was the Saint Truth, which had just been hit by 'Eternal Blaze', qualified?
Pushing open the door of Hellen's study, he saw that she was mumbling with a pale face behind the desk, "What is gravity? What is its nature …" Fernando's heart palpitated. What did Douglas say exactly that confused Hellen so much?
He believed that Hellen could've recognized Douglas's voice.
"Frank recognized the problem of the origin of arcana, so he returned to the arms of the Lord. Douglas, don't deny it. You've started to believe in the First Cause and the supreme being in your heart."
The storm around Fernando stopped. He looked at the magic radio, as if he were also expecting Douglas' reply.
"Yes, I can't deny that I somewhat believe in the First Cause and the supreme being."
Douglas' emotionless voice echoed in the library.
Hellen closed her eyes abruptly, and a tear that looked like a crystal flowed out of the corner of her eye. An uncanny sorrow spread out.
Fernando was stunned for a moment. Then, he heaved a long sigh.
"This is the recorded conversation between His Holiness and Douglas's demiplane of the Congress of Magic. Even the greatest sorcerer believes in the supreme being."
The peaceful, smiling male voice came out in a comforting way.
"Whether or not it's a forgery, sorcerers can identify it with prophecy and astrology and see if it's real or not."
Zi, zi, zi. Electric currents echoed again, and the normal advertisement soon resumed.
"Jinkela! Jinkela! My farmer friends all use it!"
Hilarious voices filled the room, but the atmosphere was rather depressing. Hellen said in a dry voice, "I didn't know that Mr. President, who has been fighting against the Church all his life, would believe in the existence of gods and question his own arcana theories …"
"No, that's not Douglas's style! I don't believe that a man who is so close to the truth of the world would believe in such a lousy thing as the God of Truth! " Fernando roared, "Hellen, go to Douglas's demiplane and find out what's going on! I'll go to Bergner and ask him to predict the authenticity of the conversation. The pope is a demigod. He may have unimaginable methods! "
Fernando's storm-like roars woke Hellen up. Yes, it was not in the spirit of arcana to blindly suspect Mr. President without asking for confirmation!
… …
"Yes, I can't deny that I somewhat believe in the First Cause and the supreme being."
After a crack, a translucent statue on Raventi's desk was swept to the ground by him unconsciously, breaking into countless pieces.
Looking at the pieces, Raventi seemed to have seen the collapse of one of the pillars that supported the arcana system, and an irreparable hole was opened in the sky of arcana.
The splendid and exhilarating arcana palace seemed to have been burnt into ruins, and the world was plunged into darkness.
"No, why would Mr. President think that? Why would a supreme being be introduced … "
… …
In Heidler City, the wine glass in Felipe's hand was crushed into pieces by himself. Wails of the undead could be heard outside. It seemed that many undead creatures had lost control because of their master's absent-mindedness.
Wu!
In the wails of grief and horror, Felipe's pale and sickly face was filled with self-mockery. "The founder and perfectionist of arcana theories, the spiritual leader of the Congress of Magic, has declared that his arcana theories are wrong and that he believes that a god is controlling everything. If it's true, if it's confirmed, I highly suspect that somebody's head will explode because of it. Even if it's not, their confidence in advancing in the future will definitely be destroyed. Perhaps, nobody will be able to advance into legendary for a long time, and it will be barely possible for the legends to advance anymore. "
And I may be one of them …
Wu!
The screams of ghosts, zombies, and mummies were so desperate and painful.
… …
"Whether or not it's fake, the sorcerers can identify it with prophecy and astrology and see if it's real or not."
Frowning, Lucien walked out of the office quickly and took the elevator to the first district on the thirty-first floor where the Sky Radio Station was located. He had to confirm the situation here before he met with his teacher, or it would be impossible to assess the influence of the conversation on most arcanists.
Opening the door of 'News of the World', Lucien saw that Samantha was mumbling to herself while scratching her hair, "What is gravity? Where did gravity come from in the beginning … "
He looked around, and even more confused voices surged into his ears.
"Does it mean that a god is really pushing everything in the beginning …"
"The theory of gravity relies on the existence of gods …"
"What is gravity exactly? What is its essence exactly … "
"Gravity cannot be presented directly at all. How does it spread out …"
The arcanist of the school of electromagnetism shouted desperately, "Don't panic, everybody! Maybe it's a fake record of the conversation, and President Douglas will clarify it tomorrow!"
Yes, even if Mr. President did say it, he had to clarify that it was the Church's slander and lies! That was the only thought in Lucien's mind.
"Yes, we'll interview Mr. President tomorrow and ask him to clarify it in person to calm people down." Samantha seemed to be back to herself. She refused to believe what she said just now. "Lucien, you're here? Is there any news? "
"It's undoubtedly not the truth. I'll go to Ms. Hellen and Mr. President immediately." Lucien said resolutely, calming everybody down.
Lucien had transmigrated here himself. If a god did show up, it wouldn't be unacceptable, but everything had to be based on the reproducibility of the phenomena and experiment results. Things that were not confirmed were nothing but illusions for him!
In the depressed and chaotic atmosphere, Lucien hurried to leave the 'Sky Radio Station' and went to the library of 'Witch of Iceland' on the thirty-third floor.
Hardly had he reached the door when Lucien heard his teacher's roar. "Bergner, are you telling me that it's true?"
"Your prophecy is not perfect. I'll ask Douglas about it immediately!"
The intimidating aura that was as terrifying as a storm came at him. Lucien saw that his teacher had completely entered the roaring state.
However, at this moment, Lucien had no time to worry about anything. He asked in a hurry, "Master, did Mr. Prophet say that the conversation just now was true? Did the pope really go to the Land of Truth? What about Mr. President? "
Holding back his fury, Fernando said in a low voice, "Bergner said that it had already happened, and nobody tried to interfere with the trajectory of fate. Therefore, the prophecy was proved to be true very smoothly. As for Douglas …" He looked at Hellen, who was trying to open a portal worriedly and impatiently, "His demiplane has been blocked. There's no telling whether he closed it himself or the pope did it …"
The more he talked, the more he couldn't hold back his urge to roar. At this moment, nothing mattered except opening Douglas's demiplane and finding him! As long as he did not really join the Saint Truth, everything would be fine!
With his years of understanding, Fernando was quite confident about that. Therefore, he was not as confused and confused as Hellen.
"Really?" Lucien felt that his understanding had been subverted. Mr. President had always been a wise and generous elder in his heart. How could he abandon his arcana beliefs all of a sudden?
Suddenly, two ideas popped up in Lucien's mind, "Master, make another prophecy! Maybe it's only part of the truth. Sometimes, part of the truth can be completely different from the real truth! "
Only the truth, only the truth, the whole truth, this was trustworthy information.
Covering part of the truth and twisting it was a trick that many people on Earth were used to. Lucien was quite familiar with it, so he thought of it immediately.
"Maybe, but if Douglas does not clarify it in person, many people will still be suspicious." Fernando contacted Bergner again, not noticing that Lucien had left the room.
… …
Like an enormous monster, Allyn was hovering in the sky quietly. Far away from it, a black shadow was gazing at it with a smile. If they were too close, they would be sensed by the grand arcanists on duty through the defense.
"Your Holiness, I seem to have smelled the scent of desperation and confusion after the collapse of confidence in Allyn." The speaker was a tall, gray-haired old man. He was exactly 'Heart of Time' Kritonia. With his special abilities, he sensed the reactions of the regular arcanists in Allyn and Renstadt. "Your scheme is truly effective. Perhaps the Congress of Magic will collapse without a war. I'm afraid that they won't be as vigorous as before for a long time. It will be a great strike for their belief."
In his left hand, he was holding a tiny shadow that was changing nonstop, where the hearts of countless people seemed to be gathered. Benedict III smiled. "In fact, the best result would be to make Douglas a saint of the Church. Then, the Congress of Magic will be divided and collapsed even if it doesn't collapse directly. People's hearts are very weird. Once they lose confidence, they will feel that their fate is coming to an end. By then, countless sorcerers will certainly choose a new path and direction. "
"It's a pity that Douglas is too arrogant."
"But such an effect seems not bad. Perhaps a few legendary sorcerers whose cognitive world is based on the gravity theory will have their heads blown up." Kritonia chuckled.
Benedict III did not gloat. "The legendary sorcerers are not so stupid. They will not blindly trust Douglas until they ask him face to face. Even if I induce them to only identify the truth of the conversation instead of whether or not it is a lie, they will still keep their sanity. The worst that can happen is that they completely lose confidence in the arcana system, and it will be very difficult for them to advance in the future."
"But Douglas will come out in two days. Won't he turn the situation around?" Kritonia had been planning to sneak in to sabotage and kill the promising geniuses of the Congress of Magic, such as Lucien Evans, when Allyn was in chaos.
Benedict III smiled peacefully. "As I said, people's hearts are very weird. Most of the arcanists' suspicions must've been deeply rooted if he didn't clarify it until two days later. They will only question his explanation and not believe it."
"Your Holiness, it seems that you are also good at grasping people's hearts." Kritonia complimented him.
Benedict III smiled. "That's their fate. Before the planet was discovered, Douglas' suspicion about gravity and his inclination to the supreme being wouldn't have caused such a great influence. However, Lucien Evans' artificial planet project made the gravity theory completely trusted by the arcanists. Hehe. He might really be a Morning Star Angel."
… …
Blake did not know when he collapsed on the sofa. His eyes were unfocused, and his ears were humming nonstop. Why was Mr. President like that? What happened to the arcana system?
At this moment, he could only think of one person, the man who frequently overturned his understanding and who had just corrected the operation system. Did he hear Mr. President's words? What kind of answer would he give?
On the thirty-third floor of the Allyn magic tower, Fernando's loud voice echoed anxiously, "Is there really a hidden part?"
"What? You can't predict it for now? Then why do we need a prophet like you? "
He knew that he was asking too much of Bergner. After all, it was the pope who was a demigod. However, his temper had always been as irritable when he was anxious.
"What's the use of finding the hidden content? Mr. President's suspicions about gravity are not false … Those questions have no answers … "Hellen was still trying to open the Land of Truth. She said gloomily after hearing what Fernando said.
Holding back the urge to roar at her, Fernando walked to her side to help her. Suddenly, Fernando looked around in confusion. "Where is Lucien?"
… …
After Lucien returned to his office in the Atom Institution, he recalled Ms. Hellen's chaos just now and the confusion of the arcanists in the Sky Radio Station about gravity. He sighed deeply and copied what he had accumulated over the years in the Library of the Soul. He copied the drafts on Evans Geometry and the tensor analysis that developed from it and organized them together.
I can't get involved in the battles of legends, but I can still make some contributions in the field of arcana!
Picking up the quill, Lucien closed his eyes and browsed through his studies on the general theory of relativity and the files in his spirit library that were unsealed in his spirit library. Gradually, the quill took shape in his head. Therefore, he wrote down the title:
"A Relativistic Interpretation and Geometrical Description of Gravity and the System of Relativity in a More General Frame of Reference."
BOOM! Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled near Allyn, followed by a torrential storm!
Looking at the weather changes that were limited to Allyn, Kritonia asked in shock, "A legendary sorcerer's cognitive world has been shaken?"
Crack. A silver lightning illuminated the night!
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