"Wait for the two of you... uh... Please wait a little longer."
Not long after the gray-robed mage Rusk looked away from the letter, another owl with brown spots on its back flew in.
It's just that this owl is not as dashing as it was before. It landed on the ground face first, and fell on the table in an embarrassed manner. It lost a few feathers on its body. After waving its wings a few times, it barely managed He stood up on the table and put a letter in front of the gray-robed mage.
He picked up the obsolete envelope. A large part of the letter was missing, and the handwriting was blurred. He could only vaguely read the title of "How to Dispel the Undead with Healing as the Main Inscription - Owl" The Twelfth Issue of the Penpal Club"
The grey-robed mage Rusk looked at the letter and the old owl with some discomfort. He was one of the founders of the owl pen pal club.
This pen pal has no official nature, and he doesn't even know who the members are. If he has any doubts, he just writes his doubts on a piece of paper and asks the owl to bring it to other pen pals Just be a member.
After several back and forth, when the letter returned to his hands again, he could always see many replies.
But it is not reliable to use this method to get a truly academic answer, but he likes this free discussion method.
Everyone doesn't know each other's identities, so they can truly have equal dialogue and express their own opinions.
But if you want to get a reply, you need to wait too long, usually more than two months, and the questions you write can be returned to your hands through the owl.
This is still a case of good luck, and if you are not lucky, you may not get a reply for the rest of your life.
If he remembers correctly, this letter can be said to be one of the earliest letters. It once recorded the responses from magicians all over Nolan, but now it has become dilapidated and turned into a piece of waste paper.
In addition to sighing, he also felt heartache.
"Come on, old man..."
The gray-robed mage untied a silk scarf tied to the old owl's feet, allowing the aged owl to officially retire.
It tilted its head to look at him, and suddenly made a chirping sound, as if a little reluctant to part with it.
The gray-robed mage rubbed the owl's feathers and held it to the window, before the owl waved its wings and left.
"I can finally work now, sorry for making you wait so long."
The gray-robed mage sorted out the items on the desk, and Joshua and Ciri also sat at the desk.
"Are the letters that those owls just brought random?"
But before registering the camera's patent, Joshua was full of interest in the prototype of this magician forum.
"Of course it's random. They don't go to and from any place on purpose. Are you also interested in pen pals?"
The gray-robed mage is proud of the pen pal club he founded. Through thousands of owls, nearly 10,000 spellcasters in the city of Nolan have participated in academic discussions again and again, although this number is not for Nolan's population base. Appears insignificant.
"No, I just think this tedious form of discussion can be improved a little bit," Joshua said.
"Improve?"
The gray-robed mage admits that it is very cumbersome to pass the letter through the owl, but this is the only way to send the envelope to others. If it is a face-to-face discussion... Then the low-level magician will not have the qualifications to speak at all.
"Probably this is the way to go."
Qiao Xiu waved his hand gently, and a white window appeared in front of Qiao Xiu, and that was what appeared on the window.
The gray-robed mage showed a puzzled look, as if he did not understand the function of this window.
To explain to him further, Joshua sent another message to Ciri.
After receiving the message, Ciri silently removed the ping pong interface from the chat window, and finally visualized the chat window interface directly with magic power.
"This... this... this... "
The grey-robed mage Rulske was unable to speak at all when he saw this scene. In addition to the founder of the Owl Penpal Club, he also has the identity of the founder of the Patent Council. He has seen all kinds of amazing inventions over the years. too much.
And Joshua's display is a bit mediocre compared to those "magic machines that can replace carriages".
But as a lover of correspondence, a spellcaster eager to discuss his ideas with more people and gain more knowledge, Rulske instantly understood the white window in front of Joshua the value of!
"The gadgets edited with the inscriptions of order, if I spend a little time, I can let more people participate in a discussion, and... can perfectly save the discussion data."
The further explanation given by Qiao Xiu made the gray-robed mage so excited that he could hardly continue to sit in a stable position.
"But the current maximum communication distance is only about 200 meters, and messages sent beyond this distance cannot be received."
Qiao Xiu's words seemed to pour cold water on the gray-robed mage, making his excitement disappear.
A few hundred meters away... Such a small distance is not as good as a face-to-face discussion.
"Is there... any way to expand?" he asked Joshua with a glimmer of hope.
"Of course, I need a server."
What Qiao Xiu is currently using is a local area network where his mental power is used as a network cable and his brain is used as a data terminal. If he wants to achieve ultra-long-distance transmission, it is essential to establish the Internet.
But Qiao Xiu couldn't find any "original spar" that could carry the amount of Internet data.
One original spar inscribed with hundreds of inscriptions is already the limit, and the better ones are thousands or even tens of thousands.
But what is the concept of data that the Internet is? The data on the Internet on Earth can be described by torrents. Although the server of a forum does not need to be that large, Qiao Xiu is not satisfied with building a forum on the Internet.
A potato server like Ubisoft's would definitely not work, and Qiao Xiu at least had to find a high-end leek server.
"server?"
"Simply put, it is the 'original spar' that can store a large number of inscriptions"
The higher the quality of the original spar, the price will increase geometrically. The original spar that can only store a few inscriptions may only need one or two gold coins, and the original spar that can store hundreds of pieces will go directly to a hundred.
Most of the original spar with inscribed inscriptions are not worth a dime, except for a few that store powerful magic inscriptions.
"How big is the amount?"
The gray-robed mage has seen many high-quality original spar in his life, which can carry tens of thousands of inscriptions, and even hundreds of thousands of them.
"100 million, of course, if it is temporary, it is also possible to use the original spar based on 100,000."
In fact, Qiao Xiu really wanted to talk about Zhao's unit, but after thinking about it, he lowered the requirements. Qiao Xiu remembered that the best quality original spar in the hands of the third prince could be inscribed with about twenty or thirty thousand inscriptions.
"That's too much to ask for."
The gray-robed mage pushed his glasses. If the level of 100 million is impossible, the original spar that can be inscribed with about 100,000 inscriptions can basically become the basis of a large-scale teleportation formation in a big country. The value is of course self-evident. .
"Is this what you want to patent?"
"No, what I want to register is another one."
The other party didn't seem to want to continue talking on this topic, and Qiao Xiu didn't deliberately continue to talk about it. After all, the relationship between Qiao Xiu and the gray-robed mage was just a stranger who didn't know each other, and Qiao Xiu only mentioned this matter for a while. rise.
When Qiao Xiu registered the patent right of the camera and left the room, the gray-robed mage knocked on the table and pondered for a while, and finally picked up the quill and found a new piece of paper.
To: All members of the Owl Penpal Association
"How to get a raw spar of near-infinite quality"
—Written by Rusk the Grey.
After writing a paragraph, he rolled up the letter and walked to the window.
He knew how to obtain the original spar of "infinite" quality, and this letter was just to ask the other founders of the pen pal club.
A pitch-black owl fluttered its wings and came to the window. After grabbing the letter with its claws, it flew to the tallest building in Nolan, a building called the Tower of the Sages.