"First, based on my personal experience, I'll explain the principles of alchemy to you."
Xing Fei's tone changed, and instantly became professional.
It was as if he was saying.
No one knew alchemy better than him.
"The alchemy that was popular in Europe in ancient times was actually a type of science. There was no mysterious power in it."
"Of course, some ancient alchemy books that were passed down have a certain reference value."
"However, the alchemy that I learned in a certain world was a type of 'strengthening'. In that world, there was a supreme existence called 'truth'. Only the existence of 'truth' could clap his hands and release alchemy. Otherwise, without being beaten up and influenced in that world, one could only blow a flask and play with an alcohol lamp in the real world. "
As Xing Fei spoke, he seemed to become a bit arrogant and his tone started to become cocky.
Hm?
Irin noticed that there was something wrong with Xing Fei's words.
A flask... was used to blow?
How?
Xing Fei did not notice the problem in his words and continued.
"The identity of an apostle is equivalent to a medium. A medium that connects the real world and 'that world'. It allows me to feel that 'truth' in the real world. I did an experiment not long ago. I let a normal person completely follow the alchemy method. He drew a formation, imagined a formula, analyzed the elements, and perfectly followed the principle of equivalent exchange... "
"However, there was no reaction in the end."
"Therefore, I came to a conclusion. Some types of strengthening require a certain amount of 'world energy'. Without the identity of an apostle as a medium, there is no way to use this type of strengthening. Of course, there might be a way, but I haven't found it yet. "
Irin understood what Xing Fei meant. After thinking for a while, he said, "You mean that the person who uses this method to summon creatures from another world must be an apostle?"
"It should be close. Otherwise, it would be too strange. Speaking of this matter, I looked up some information. The black magic that was popular in the middle ages was said to be similar to the magic in novels. However, the steps were more complicated. They also used a medium such as animal and insect corpses, human organs, incense, medicine, and then used a complicated method to complete a ritual and display all kinds of abilities. "
"Of course, I have never seen any of this in the real world. They are all legends. It was hard to say if there were any exaggerations. However, according to the scene you described, if those hundreds of people voluntarily sacrificed their lives to summon the otherworldly creature, I do have an idea. "
Xing Fei drank a mouthful of water to moisten his throat. As he flipped through the book, he said, "It is said that there is a black witchcraft ritual to summon the Devil King. The situation is similar to what you said. However, some experts have researched this period of history and said that the reason why the sorcerers were able to summon the 'Demon King' was because they had taken large amounts of hallucinogenic drugs. "
"Expert … Haha."
Irin chuckled and declined to comment.
"Well, in short, after using science to explain these mysteries, everything becomes ordinary. The video from a few days ago had probably slapped many people in the face. In fact, I think that summoning that big guy with the lives of hundreds of people is somewhat similar to the basic law of alchemy, 'equivalent exchange,' exchanging lives of the same quality for a 'creature' of the same quality. "
"But I'm curious. How do you measure the value of a human's life? There should be no way to quantify a person's value, right? Age, weight, wealth, gender? In short, I think it's quite strange and difficult to completely explain. This is beyond my knowledge. I think you might have found the wrong person. "
Impossible to quantify?
No.
Irin frowned.
Actually, it was possible.
He suddenly remembered the "chaos points" that he obtained every time he killed someone.
Wasn't this the embodiment of quantifying "life"?
In Tower's opinion, life could be quantified, weighed, and even recycled.
Irin closed his eyes.
Once again, he recalled the scene at that time.
After all the sacrifices committed suicide, the blue flowing light that gathered on their bodies like fine sand …
After the chimera appeared, the blue light that was once wrapped around its body …
What kind of passage did it pass through to arrive in this world from its world?
When it appeared, its entire body was rotten. Was it related to the blue light?
While Irin was thinking, Xing Fei said to himself, "However, although I can't give you the conclusion, I have a personal guess."
"Hmm? Please speak. "
"Those complicated and cumbersome rituals, whether it's the size of the venue, the incantations chanted, the number of sacrifices, or so on, might be equivalent to a 'coordinate' that accurately locates a certain life in a certain world. This might be the true meaning of these rituals."
"If we think about it according to the ideas of alchemy, aren't these complicated steps, materials, and spells similar to some kind of 'formula'? Through different matching combinations, like codes, the corresponding 'monster' will be summoned?"
Coordinates?
Formula?
Codes?
Irin's eyes focused. "Could this kind of ritual be related to the specific number of sacrifices and even the time of the ritual?"
"Of course. These black witchcraft are most particular about the right time, place, and people. The time of the ritual has to be precise to a certain day, a certain hour, or even a certain minute. Even the position of the summoning array is particular. This is all said in the book. I think there should be a certain reason why they were so particular at that time. "
Hearing this, Irin was deep in thought.
However, he did not say anything else.
After all, Xing Fei had nothing to do with this matter. There was no need for him to be too deeply involved.
Irin understood most of what he needed to know.
Just as he was about to end the call.
Xing Fei suddenly thought of something and added, "Oh right, there's one more thing. It's about the fragrance you said you smelled during the ritual. Not only in Europe during the Middle Ages, there were similar records among the ancient alchemists in our country. However, only a few words have been passed down. There aren't many. "
"For example?"
"In ancient times, it was said that there was a kind of powder refined from 'Blue Clove Grass' as the main raw material. After it was ignited, it would emit a mysterious fragrance. It was said that after someone inhaled this fragrance, they would have the effect of 'going back to the present, wandering in the void, and forgetting themselves'. At that time, I thought that this group of people was taking drugs. However, after hearing what you said, I don't know if it has anything to do with this matter. "
"This is somewhat in line with what you said about that group of people being crazy at that time."
Going back to the present, wandering in the void, and forgetting themselves?
Was the next sentence detached from the world?
Was it that mysterious?
In the end, Xing Fei ended the call while he was on tenterhooks.
He swore that unless he died, he would not reveal a single word about what happened today, not even a punctuation mark.
Xing Fei was afraid that Irin would come knocking on his door.
In fact, Irin thought about it carefully. He did not say anything that needed to be silenced to hide the secret.
However, since Xing Fei was so imaginative, Irin could only let him do as he pleased.
Irin did not get a definite answer from Xing Fei regarding this matter.
However, it also expanded Irin's train of thought.
After chatting with Xing Fei, Irin saw that his Spiritual Energy Value was almost depleted. He put away Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, who were watching TV excitedly, and prepared to sleep.
Wang Tiandi's eyes were wide open, and his breathing was rapid. He even pressed the remote control under his butt like a thief. He looked like he would fight anyone who dared to turn off the TV.
Irin could only let this stupid dog stay up late to watch "Animal World" and go to sleep alone.
It was a quiet night.
The next day.
The sun was high in the sky.
Irin slept until he woke up naturally.
He felt that he had not slept on such a comfortable bed in a long time.
Master Ma's small dormitory was extremely depressing. If not for the situation, Irin would never sleep there again.
After waking up, Irin strolled around the laboratory in boredom.
Unexpectedly, Irin found Pan Zhengyi in one of the laboratories.
Many young female researchers were circling around Pan Zhengyi.
Old Pan was wearing an "experimenter" outfit. He was lying on the bed and chuckling.
This guy's dark circles seemed to have deepened.
How long had it been since he slept?
Irin curiously observed from the side for a while and realized that this group of researchers was actually using Old Pan for research.
"What's there to research about Old Pan?"
Irin slowly typed a question mark.
Seeing that Old Pan's life was not in danger and seemed to be enjoying himself, Irin did not disturb him.
This guy, with his terrifying 8.6 luck, probably only a natural disaster would be able to subdue him.
Maybe he had a better life than anyone else in the trial, so there was nothing to worry about.
After Irin returned, he had looked at his apostle panel.
Now, he had a new understanding of "luck" and "charm", these two attributes that seemed to have no combat power.
Luck and charm also had a limit.
It was called "lock".
In Li Tai City, Irin used [Blessings of the Spearman] and coincidentally caused his luck to break through the lower limit of zero. He even comprehended a powerful enhancement.
[Echo of Misfortune].
When his luck broke through the lower limit, Irin felt that he seemed to have understood something.
Ah, what a painful realization.
The more unlucky he was, the stronger he became.
This feeling was very similar to when he broke through the mental lock. The feeling of having everything under his control was very comfortable.
However, at that time, he used an item to forcefully break through the lower limit. When the effect of the item disappeared, Irin's luck returned to 2.6, and in the "enhance" column, [Echo of Misfortune] also dimmed. It could not be used, could not be checked, and directly disappeared.
After knowing that there was such a thing, Irin was filled with anticipation for the trial in the future.
Continue to drop, if you don't drop, I'll fight you.
From then on, Irin had another secret.
After ignoring the crazy Old Pan, Irin found Molly.
After all, he returned to the laboratory without saying a word last night, so he had to greet his master.
When Molly saw that Irin had returned, she was very surprised.
However, what made Irin even more surprised was that Molly's first sentence was:
"Did you sneak back a while ago?"
"Ah? When? "
When Irin heard this, he was stunned.
Why didn't I know that I was back?
"It wasn't you?"
Molly was also stunned.
The two of them stared at each other for a long time.
After much hesitation, Mo Li decided to tell Yi Lin about how she had mysteriously obtained a mysterious USB flash drive and didn't hide anything from her.
“GM？”
What did that mean?
The two of them closed the door, and the man and woman were alone in the room.
After confirming that the surroundings were absolutely safe, Molly handed the mysterious USB drive to Irin.
Irin frowned and looked at the two letters engraved on the USB drive, deep in thought.
These two letters were not engraved with a laser. Instead, it looked like they had been forcefully carved with a knife on the metal shell of the USB drive. The workmanship was rough.
For some reason, Irin felt that the handwriting was somewhat familiar.
However, it was also unfamiliar.
Just as Irin was about to insert … into the computer to see the contents of the mysterious USB drive, Molly was so frightened that she snatched the USB drive back from Irin's hands.
Her expression was extremely similar to that of a little hen protecting her chicks.
"B * stard, don't insert it! I've specially encrypted this USB drive. Only my personal computer can open it in a specific way. Otherwise … it will explode on the spot. "
"…"
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