"What are you doing now?"
Ciri moved a small bench and sat next to Joshua, watching Joshua's fingers resting on the wrist of the frost elf.
"Take the pulse."
Joshua once again said a word that Ciri couldn't understand, and Ciri didn't bother to ask Joshua, so he quietly waited for Joshua's explanation.
"You can understand it as a way of seeing a doctor in Daxia," Qiao Xiu said.
"Do you still understand Daxia's treatment methods?"
Ciri gradually discovered that the demon prince knew a little too much, and sometimes he would come up with some strange ideas, just use the "programs" made by the inscriptions to use the order system for any one. The spellcaster is simply incredible.
"I don't know, I just use this method to observe the magic in her body..."
Of course, Qiao Xiu had never studied Chinese medicine, but when Qiao Xiu touched this elf, he could still feel some conditions in the elf's body.
But before Joshua could figure out the movement of the magic power of this frost elf, a tingling sensation came from Joshua's fingertips.
Joshua withdrew the fingers on Tailin's wrist like an electric shock, and a pure white spike appeared on Tailin's wrist.
"Plant seeds?"
Ciri noticed that the frost elf was holding a seed in the hand, and the thorn stretched out from the plant seed.
"Although it's not known where the seed came from, it appears to have a consciousness of its own."
Joshua's fingers swayed on this seed for a while, and its thorns swayed with Joshua's fingers. It seemed that as long as Joshua dared to touch the frost elf, the thorns would pierce towards Joshua.
It's a pity that a thorn made of plants can't hurt Qiao Xiu, who is a Chaos Demon, and Qiao Xiu's fingers are still on the seed that is almost the size of an apple.
The surface of the seed exudes a large number of white inscriptions, and the dim magic power is gathered in it, and it is accumulating some means to resist Joshua, the person who offended it.
But before it could summon more spikes, the surface of the pure white inscription was shrouded in a faint gray mist.
Little by little, these almost invisible grey mists nibble at the inscriptions on the surface of the seeds.
Joshua immediately withdrew his hand and looked at the gray mist covering the surface of the plant seeds, and the expression on the face of the sleepy frost elf also began to become painful.
"This is... your magic?"
Ciri recognized the source of these gray mists, which Joshua used to make those spellcasters have no resistance at all.
These mists bear a striking resemblance to the magic used by the Chaos Demons.
"No, because I can't control the fog, but... it's kind of like that."
Joshua was certain that these gray mists were definitely not caused by the Chaos Demon's unique chaotic magic.
But there should be a certain connection with the Chaos Demon. Qiao Xiu searched the memory of the third prince and found that the demon prince had never seen this special gray fog.
"Do you have any way to disperse it? Otherwise, we can only dispose of the body of this frost elf."
At the beginning, Ciri suffered under Josh's unique magic power. For the gray fog attached to the seeds, Ciri was completely powerless, and maybe all the spellcasters in Nolan were powerless.
"It's probably impossible to disperse, but this seed itself seems to be able to purify the gray fog."
Qiao Xiu carefully observed for a while and found that the seed itself had the ability to compete with the gray fog. Although the gray fog was eating away the inscriptions on the surface of the seed, the seed itself was also resisting the erosion of the gray fog with dim magic.
"Unfortunately... it's too weak."
Joshua felt that he should have found the reason why the frost elf passed out. The seed that grew in the frost elf was too weak, and the magic power contained in the seed was pitiful.
"Let me try..."
With a wave of Ciri's hand, thirty-one inscriptions appeared in front of Ciri. These are all the inscriptions she currently has, and several of them can be combined into the meaning of "link" and "transmission".
Soon Ciri used the inscription to form a spell with the inscription "Magic Link". The effect was to transmit his own magic to a specific target, but the final result was a drop in the bucket.
"This thing can store too much magic power, right?"
Ciri breathed a little tiredly. One third of the magic power she possessed was thrown into this seed, and she didn't even see a splash.
Moreover, this thing is not interested in Ciri's magic at all, and only absorbs a small part of it.
After Ciri's attempt, Joshua once again risked being attacked by the spikes, touched the seed, and found that the number of inscriptions that could be stored inside the seed was terrifying.
Although it has not yet reached an infinite level, it can already be calculated in megabytes, which is a height that other types of original spar are completely unmatched by.
This order of magnitude of inscription storage immediately reminded Qiao Xiu of the black cat...
Apart from the black cat, this is the "original spar" that Qiao Xiu has come into contact with at this stage.
And this is just a seed, which means that it is likely to take root and sprout in the future, so the storage capacity carrying the inscriptions also has great room for growth.
Thinking of this, Qiao Xiu decided to use this seed as the root server of the Internet.
But this premise is to find a way to make this seed survive. The gray fog has now prevailed, and it is gradually corroding all the inscriptions on the surface of the seed.
"Since the gray fog is eroding the inscription on the surface of this seed... Maybe we can try to repair the inscription."
The essential structure of this seed is very similar to the original spar. A rotating white square appeared in Qiao Xiu's hand, and the square contained the chat window program that Qiao Xiu edited before.
Joshua dodged the seed's aggressive spikes and shoved the white cube into it, and the end result was surprisingly good compatibility.
The inscriptions on the surface of the seeds were quickly filled in to an insignificant part, but the gray fog was gradually dissipating.
After the gray fog dissipated, the frost elf lying on the bed still showed no sign of waking up, but judging from her steady breathing, she should have fallen asleep.
"Ciri, I might have to stay up late tonight..."
Joshua didn't know whether a plant could believe in the God of Order, but this seed was perfectly compatible with the inscriptions of the Order system, which was an excellent carrier as a root server.
With such a frost elf sleeping here, it seemed that Joshua could only postpone the business for a while.
"It's okay, I can lay the floor here," Ciri said.