"You're back."
The bat yawned and flew down from the tree.
Irin rolled his eyes.
'This is my territory.'
'But you've taken over my place, and you're acting like you're the owner of this place. What's going on?'
'Did you sleep for thirteen years and forget that you're the' outsider 'now?'
Of course, Irin only dared to think about it in his heart. He dared not say it out loud.
He was afraid that Grimm would have a problem with it.
One of the clones of this big boss was living here in the form of a bat. Irin did not know whether it was a blessing or a curse to be attached to such a powerful being. But since he could not chase it away, Irin could only let Grimm stay.
Once he was more familiar with the usage of the 'pivot', he might be able to collect rent from Grimm.
Irin suddenly thought of Pan Zhengyi who had multiple personalities.
Perhaps, there might be someone else living in Pan Zhengyi's' pivot ', and that was why he became crazy.
The bat flapped its wings beside Irin.
Irin began his work for the day.
He stretched out his finger, and the light on his finger was dense. He slowly wrote on the few parts.
Every time Irin made a stroke, a symbol, either a '1' or a '0', condensed in the void and fell into the pile of broken parts.
Grimm looked at him quietly and did not say much. But in his flashing eyes, there seemed to be an emotion called 'curiosity'.
Time passed by bit by bit.
Irin sometimes wrote, sometimes pondered, and sometimes erased a part of the changes. His progress was slow.
He already knew how to complete the real Comfort Method.
The prototype of the Comfort Method had truly taken shape in Irin's imagination.
In the past, he had always been trapped in misconceptions.
Whether it was the Crystal Pattern Technique, magic, or the Supreme Style Spell, or the 'Array Technique' that he was currently learning.
These systems had already formed their own set of theories. To forcefully combine them together, Irin dared not say that it was impossible, but it was too difficult.
Irin's steps and thoughts were too big all of a sudden. It was easy to pull his balls.
But Chen Bei's words inadvertently reminded him.
Walking too fast might not be a good thing.
Looking back, Irin indeed made a new discovery.
Since it was too difficult to fuse the systems that had already taken shape, why didn't he restore these systems to their original state? Then, when he needed to use them, he could rearrange them and take them out again?
The principle was simple.
Here are a few examples.
Assuming that each system was a different language, it was almost impossible to forcefully combine these languages into a book. Then, Irin only had to do one thing.
That was to break down these languages into letters, or even into the most primitive strokes or dots of ink. Then, these strokes and dots of ink could be rewritten into books. In this way, the language barrier could be bypassed, and there would be no hindrance.
What he was doing now was to use the form of codes to reassemble each part of magic, crystal patterns, supreme spells, and array techniques into the most primitive "codes". Then, in the spiritual world, bit by bit, in the form of imprints, he would write them together. When Irin wanted to use something, he only needed to rearrange the scattered codes, and he would be able to use the corresponding spell.
When the codes in front of him were completed, he would not even need to spend time to construct spells in the future. With just a thought, he would be able to use the spell.
Abbreviation: Words of Law.
Thinking about it, Irin felt a little excited.
At first, Grimm asked curiously, "Why do you think of '1' and '0'?"
Irin could not explain why.
He always felt that his birth, his connection with Ling Yiyi, and the two numbers that accompanied their birth must have a special meaning.
Sure enough, Irin succeeded.
He was gradually getting better.
After spending a few days, Irin successfully redrew all the systems, using the lines formed by the two numbers "1" and "0" that could only be barely seen with a magnifying glass.
Everything he understood could finally be systematically analyzed with "science".
Perhaps, this was also due to the help of "Hope Paradise". After the apostles were registered, all their powers were digitized. Perhaps it was because of this special "digitized state" that allowed him to successfully create his own power system in his soul … pivot, as if he was writing a program.
"You don't seem to understand what you want to do."
Grimm stared at the irregularly shaped "codes" and chuckled.
"Nonsense, if I understood, I wouldn't have such a headache."
In fact, Irin wanted to make the codes in front of him into the shape of a "ball". For example, Irin's ball or something. It was simple and crude, and it was convenient and easy to use.
"How about …" The bat's long and narrow scarlet eyes narrowed. "How about making it into the shape of a 'throne'?"
"Throne?"
Irin's glowing fingers suddenly paused. He looked at Grimm strangely, not knowing why this big boss would suggest his idea on a whim.
The bat rolled up its wings and said slowly, "Don't take it to heart, I'm just saying it casually." "Don't you realize that in your pivot, every appearance has a meaning? This sea, this tree, this grass, that flower that is about to wither. "
Irin was deep in thought.
"The throne is the authority." Grimm's cute little wings drew a red arc of light in front of Yi Lin. A crooked seat pattern flashed in front of Yi Lin. "I won't hide it from you. Actually, I have one too."
Green's tone made Yi Lin feel that he was using a tone of "I have ten dollars" to lightly narrate the fact that "I don't need to pretend anymore, I'm actually a billionaire".
Damn it … he got caught in the act.
Grimm's words reminded Irin of the "God's Generation". At the very end, after Xiaoxi smashed the "Destiny" with a slap, four different colored thrones descended from the sky. Vaguely, Irin seemed to understand that Grimm was not talking nonsense, but was hinting at something.
"You're helping me? Why? "
Irin looked at Grimm in surprise. He did not understand the deeper meaning of Grimm's actions. He had always been unable to see through Grimm, whether it was their first encounter in Nightmare Town, or their reunion in Googoo Town, or now.
From the beginning to the end, Grimm was like a mystery in front of Irin. A thick mystery that Irin could not see through.
Now, this mystery was stationed in Irin's spiritual world. It took the initiative to come to him. It would be a waste not to take advantage of it.
Grimm's words did not seem to be a pretentious act.
He shook his wings lightly and flew back to the tree. He was not interested.
Grimm's voice came from the tree.
"This sea is way too boring …"
"In a long period of time, it is the same. There is no joy in it."
"To you mere humans, time is a precious resource, but to me, it's more like a curse, a curse that can't be cured. Only dreams can allow me to find a little bit of insignificant fun in my boring time. "
Irin could not understand Grimm's words.
Grimm slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"Good night, outsider."
"I wish you … a wonderful night."
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