"Pop!"
Irin, Molly, Mo Rendi, and Ling Yiyi passed through the membrane and disappeared in front of the others.
So magical?
Everything that happened in the base was beyond imagination.
The others looked at each other. Just as they were about to follow Yi Lin and the others and pass through the membrane, they saw Fatty Li, who was in the lead, bounced back by the membrane with a 'duang'.
"First, based on my personal experience, I will 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 release alchemy with a clap of his hands. Otherwise, without being beaten up and influenced in that world, the most he could do in the real world was to blow a flask and play with an alcohol lamp. "
Xing Fei seemed to be a bit arrogant as he spoke. His tone became cocky.
Hm?
Irin noticed that there was something wrong with Xing Fei's words.
Was a flask... used to blow?
How?
Xing Fei didn't notice the problem in his words and continued speaking.
"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 the 'truth' in the real world. I did an experiment not long ago. I let a normal person follow the method of alchemy to draw a formation, imagine a formula, analyze the elements, and perfectly follow the principle of equivalent exchange... "
"However, in the end, there was no reaction at all."
"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 pondering for a moment, he said, "You mean to say that the person who used this method to summon an otherworldly creature must be an apostle?"
"That should be the case. Otherwise, it would be too strange. Speaking of this matter, I've looked up some information. Black witchcraft, which was prevalent in the Middle Ages, is said to be similar to the magic in novels, but the steps are more complicated. They also use some mediums, such as the corpses of animals and insects, human organs, incense, medicine, and then use complicated methods to complete the ritual to display all kinds of abilities. "
"Of course, I've never seen any of these in real life. They're all legends. It was hard to say if there was any exaggeration. However, according to the scene you described, those hundreds of people willingly 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. "
"Experts … Haha."
Irin chuckled and did not comment.
"Well, in short, after using science to explain these mysteries, everything becomes normal. The video a few days ago must have slapped many people in the face. Actually, I think that using hundreds of people's lives to summon that big guy is somewhat similar to the basic law of alchemy. 'Equivalent exchange', using lives of the same quality to exchange for a 'creature' of the same quality. "
"However, I'm very 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. It's hard to explain completely. This is beyond my knowledge. I think you might have found the wrong person. "
Could not be quantified?
No.
Irin frowned.
Actually, it could be quantified.
He suddenly remembered the "chaos points" he obtained every time he killed someone.
Wasn't this the embodiment of quantifying "life"?
From Tower's point of view, life could be quantified, weighed, and even recycled.
Irin closed his eyes.
He once again 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 a conclusion, I have a personal guess."
"Hmm? Please speak. "
"Those complicated and tedious rituals, whether it's the size of the venue, the incantation chanted, the number of sacrifices, and so on, might be equivalent to the function of a 'coordinate', accurately locating 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. "This kind of ritual, could it be related to the specific number of sacrifices, or even the opening time of the ritual?"
"Of course, these black witchcraft are most particular about the right time, the right place, and the right people. The opening time of the ritual even has to be precise to a certain day, a certain hour, or even a certain minute. Even the position they stand on the summoning array is also 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.
He did not say anything more.
After all, Xing Fei had nothing to do with this matter, and there was no need for him to be too involved.
Irin understood most of what he needed to understand.
Just as he was about to end the call.
Xing Fei suddenly thought of something and added, "By the way, there's one more thing. It's about the fragrance you said you smelled in 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, not many. "
"For example?"
"In ancient times, it was said that there was a kind of powder refined from 'Blue Clove Grass' as the main ingredient. 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, but 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 about transcending the world?
Was it that mysterious?
In the end, Xing Fei ended the call while being on tenterhooks.
He solemnly swore that unless he died, he would not say a word about today's matter, not even a punctuation mark.
Xing Fei was afraid that Irin would come to kill him.
In fact, Irin thought about it carefully. He did not say any secrets that he had to kill to hide.
However, since Xing Fei was so imaginative, Irin could only let him be.
Irin did not get a definite answer from Xing Fei regarding this matter.
However, it also broadened Irin's train of thought.
After chatting with Xing Fei, Irin saw that his Spiritual Energy Points were almost depleted, so 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, looking 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 she woke up naturally.
She felt that she 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 not sleep there a second time even if she was beaten to death.
After waking up, Irin strolled around the laboratory, feeling bored.
Unexpectedly, in one of the laboratories, Irin found Pan Zhengyi's figure.
Many young female researchers were circling around Pan Zhengyi.
Old Pan was actually 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.
Perhaps 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", 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 had used [Blessings of the Spearman] to coincidentally break through the lower limit of his Luck, reaching the negative realm. He had even comprehended a powerful enhancement.
— [Misfortune Echo].
When his Luck broke through the lower limit, Irin felt as if he had understood something.
Ah, what a painful realization.
The more unlucky he was, the stronger he became.
This feeling was very similar to when he had broken through the Mental Lock. The feeling of having everything under control was very comfortable.
However, at that time, he had used an item to forcefully break through the lower limit. When the effect of the item disappeared, Irin's panel returned to 2.6 Luck, and in the "Enhancement" column, [Misfortune Echo] also dimmed. It could not be used, could not be checked, and directly disappeared.
After knowing that there was such a thing, Irin was full of anticipation for the trial in the future.
Continue to do so, if you don't, I'll fight you.
From then on, Irin had another secret.
After ignoring the crazy Old Pan, Irin found Molly.
After all, he had returned to the laboratory without saying a word last night, so he had to greet his master.
When Molly saw Irin, she was very surprised.
However, what surprised Irin was that Molly's first sentence was:
"Did you sneak back a while ago?"
"Ah? When? "
When Irin heard this, he was stunned.
How come I didn't know that I was back?
"It wasn't you?"
Molly was also stunned.
The two of them stared at each other for a while.
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.
"Let's not talk nonsense. Now, let's discuss the grouping for the next trial."
In the middle of the conference room, at a long table, Li Erpang, Oda Wu, and the other apostles sat on both sides.
Irin sat on the main seat, looking like the leader of the world's number one guild. He held his chin and said calmly.
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