That night, Baiyi went back to his laboratory, which had been refurbished, and began to think about what he had learned so far. In his current state, power, equipment, money, and even power and influence were no longer important to him. He was more interested in the knowledge that he had gained, especially the knowledge that he did not know.
From his battle with the Grandruler, to his transmigration to the strange Moon Realm, to his return to the remnant Law Fragment, Baiyi did not seem to have learned much. His biggest gain was the two lolis that he had forcefully abducted and brought home with him. However, when he put everything together, be it the Grandruler's strange use of the Law, the Grandruler's exchange with the elder in the Moon Realm, the fragment that he had encountered, and the fact that he had set up Spatial Anchor Points in other realms to force two realms to overlap, Baiyi's understanding of the Law of Space had suddenly become clear.
However, that was as far as he could go. He had gained some insight into the Law of Space, but he lacked the opportunity to improve it. If the War God could give him a few more pointers, perhaps his understanding of the Law of Space would reach a whole new level. However, Baiyi knew the War God's way of doing things. The War God might look like a chatterbox on the surface, but he was actually very shrewd. It was almost impossible to get anything out of him.
"But … Based on my current understanding …" Baiyi muttered to himself. A little Mana surged out from his fingertip, and he reached out his hand to draw something in the air. He did not use any kind of runes or formations; it was as if he was just scribbling on a whim.
In the end, the pale blue mana coalesced into a strange object that was neither a formation nor a rune. Instead, it looked like something in between the two, or maybe it was a combination of the two. There was even a hint of Moon magic mixed into it. In any case, the object was completely useless according to the current knowledge of mankind. It was more like a failed student's work, full of mistakes. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was a scribble.
Baiyi, on the other hand, stared at the scribbles intently. Then, he saw a rough piece of iron ore on the table. It was dug out from a mineral vein that he found in a small realm. Before he could appraise the quality of the ore, he was caught up in the series of events that followed.
Baiyi casually picked up the rock and threw it at the rune. Then, an incredible scene unfolded. The ore actually disappeared into the rune.
"Wow, it actually worked?" Baiyi's heart leaped with joy. The scribble was something he had come up with on a whim. He had combined it with his understanding of the Space Law to create a teleportation formation. From an academic point of view, this thing could not work. This was because teleportation spells such as this required very precise drawing and the use of all kinds of restricted materials. How could it be something that could be casually drawn?
However, in Baiyi's eyes, the scribble was not as simple as it seemed. The lines were not something that he had imagined out of thin air. It was something that he had unconsciously come up with when he was studying the Space Law. Part of it was even thanks to the Eighth Walker's Heart of Nature. To put it in a more metaphysical way, the scribble was drawn subconsciously, following the most natural pattern.
That was why the ore had disappeared into it. It seemed that the scribble had a practical use.
"But where did the ore go?" Baiyi did not know whether to laugh or cry as he answered his own question. The talisman in front of him was only emitting a faint magical fluctuation. There was nothing special about it. When he was experimenting with the talisman just now, he did not leave any mark on it, so he did not even know where the talisman went.
"Let's try again," Baiyi muttered to himself. He picked up an ink bottle from the table, attached a little bit of his Psychic Energy on it, and threw it into the scribble.
As the ink bottle disappeared into the scribble, so did his Psychic Energy. After a while, it reappeared in a certain direction. So, that must be the teleportation point?
"The distance is a little close. It's not as far as those teleportation spells …" He concluded. However, the scribble's specific function was not the main point. The key was that it had used a unique method to solve a problem that could only be solved by magic in the past.
Baiyi's heart leaped with joy. This was going to be easy!
Therefore, he imbued some of the less important things in the laboratory with a bit of psychic power and began to throw them into the Scribble Talisman. This included the papers, pens, the decorations in the laboratory, all kinds of utensils, and so on. He threw everything into the Scribble Talisman. Finally, he threw a humanoid puppet in the drawer into the Scribble Talisman. He had nothing else to throw.
"Alright, now let's sense where the thing is and make a record. Then, we should be able to grasp the pattern and mechanism of this teleportation." As he spoke, he wanted to take a pen to record, but then he remembered that he had thrown everything away. He had no choice but to open his storage bag and take out a gel pen from Earth. He used the attached mental power to sense the current location of the items and began to write and draw on his desk, trying to find the pattern of these scribbles through these marks.
Not long after, he heard the sound of a door being broken in from upstairs. Just as he realized what was going on, he saw that the door of the lab had been kicked open.
Who had the guts to do that? Itching for a beating? Baiyi looked up angrily and was instantly terrified. The person standing in front of the door was a Warrior? Moreover, she looked furious, and her beautiful eyes were misty. It was as if tears were about to burst out of her eyes.
That was why she did not have much of an ambiguous relationship with Baiyi, and she did not give him benefits for no reason. She did not think that it was necessary.
But now, why did she suddenly want to cry? Baiyi was puzzled. Just as he was about to ask, the Warrior Walker tossed something at him and left without looking back.
"What's going on?" Baiyi caught the object and looked at it. It was the marionette that he had tossed out earlier. However, it had already been broken into two pieces. When he saw it again, he suddenly remembered the origin of the puppet. It was not a beautiful, delicate, and even a little crude. The Warrior Walker had learned how to descend into a leather suit and restored her original appearance. Then, she had carved the puppet with her own hands, and the image of the puppet was actually Baiyi himself.
That was many years ago. The Warrior Walker had given the puppet to Baiyi as a gift, and this was the first time he had received a gift from her. However, it had been so long that Baiyi had almost forgotten about it.
Baiyi suddenly understood something. He quickly picked up the two halves of the marionette and chased after the Warrior Walker. Finally, he found the Warrior Walker squatting under a tree near his house. She was hugging her knees and crying silently.
Baiyi could not care less. He rushed up to the Warrior Walker and hugged her tightly. He apologized profusely and took the initiative to wipe away the tears on her face. Then, he took the opportunity to explain what had happened to her.
The Warrior Walker listened quietly. Then, she struggled out of Baiyi's embrace and asked coldly, "You used this thing as an experiment?"
"I was in a hurry. I didn't think too much about it. I just threw whatever I found." Baiyi scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. He quickly took out the marionette and said, "Look, I've fixed it …"
The marionette had reverted to its original shape, but strangely, it was shorter. The Warrior Walker was puzzled, and just as she was about to ask, Baiyi took out the other half of the marionette. He had already carved it into the Warrior Walker's appearance in such a short amount of time. Although it was still crude and clumsy, one could still see the Warrior Walker's face and charm.
"Heh heh, I just made some adjustments," Baiyi said. He put the marionette back into his pocket and shoved the other half of his marionette into the Warrior Walker's hand. His intention was obvious.
"Hmph!" The Warrior Walker rubbed her eyes and harrumphed coldly.
Baiyi let out a sigh of relief when he saw that she had calmed down. He quickly asked, "But how did this thing end up in your hands? Is it because this new transporter portal is not stable enough? Or is there something wrong with it? "
The Warrior Walker glared at him, but she did not say a word. She turned and walked away, disappearing into the darkness of the night.
"Why are you angry again?" Baiyi said helplessly. He knew that he would not be able to appease the Warrior Walker anytime soon, so he returned to his lab. He carefully placed the Warrior Walker's marionette away and continued with his research.
The next morning, Nota held Anna's hand and took the initiative to run to the laboratory.
"What's up? Why are you here so early? "Baiyi was busy scribbling on his desk, so he did not look up.
"Mentor … I'm fine, but Anna …" Nota said hesitantly.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
