Richard thought for a while and replied to Abel: "To be honest, I very much agree with your theory of spells, and I don't deny that you may be on the right path. If there are no accidents, even if there is no call from you, I will Maybe I'll be on the same path as you.
But while I agree, I also have some objections, that is, although you may be on the right path, it does not mean that you will reach the end safely and smoothly. According to you, the fundamental rules of this world are spells, and you can influence it with the right spells.
It's just that the impact is both good and bad. If it causes a very bad impact, the path you are walking may be broken in the middle. The disaster that happened in this plane can be regarded as side proof of this point. Therefore, if you do what you are doing now and continue to test the spell, the probability of failure is not small. "
"Then what do you think we should do?" Abel asked.
"Me..." Richard shook his head: "For now, I don't know what to do. After all, this is the ultimate truth about the world. The most I can tell you is that although the path you are taking is correct, it is not the most correct one. It’s not a path I’m completely willing to take.”
"Then do you want to stay and help me?" Abel asked.
"I can stay, or I can help you." Richard replied, and then his tone changed, "But I won't stay too long. One day, when I think about it and come up with some results, I will leave to find what I think is the best solution. The right safe path.”
"You are free to leave. I have no objection, as long as you are willing to stay now." Abel breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. "In this way, you can at least temporarily share my burden. Do you know that so far, you have already How many untested spells have been accumulated in the backlog? Do you know how many parts of 'Otai's Brain' have operational risks so far?"
"This..." Richard looked at Abel, looked at Abel's face, and suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship.
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He was indeed on a pirate ship.
It didn't take long for Richard to confirm his guess.
He really didn't know how many untested spells were backlogged, and he really didn't know how many parts of Otai's Brain had operational risks - he couldn't calculate it when he started helping Abel share the work, and he calculated it after one month of sharing the work. I can’t figure it out. Even after three months of sharing the work, I still can’t figure it out.
It's really too much.
It wasn't until after helping Abel share the work for half a year that all the power of the clones was exhausted, that all the remaining work was calculated and disposed of.
Abel said a little guiltily: He really didn't expect there would be so many, thank you for the hard work.
Richard's face was very calm, but in his heart he wanted to knock Abel on the head to relieve his anger - in his opinion, Abel, the monk, was much crueler than the bald Sariel before.
But no matter what, the same sentence remains - we have come, we have helped, and we can only continue to help.
Moreover, in half a year, he did not just give. Through many discussions with Abel and experiments with many spells, he became more deeply thinking about the truth of the world, and an idea began to brew silently in his heart.
When the idea in his heart is completely mature and the concept is complete, he can leave... With this idea in mind, he returned to his busy work.
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In the blink of an eye, another half year has passed.
One year after Richard came to the Aotai plane.
Inside Otai's brain.
"Tap-tat-tat" footsteps sounded, and Richard walked to Area 138 of Otai Brain, which suddenly stopped working. He glanced at it a few times and quickly located the source of the fault—a stick-shaped crystal, which appeared on the surface. cracked.
He was already very skilled at how to deal with this kind of failure. He could remove the damaged crystal with a wave of his hand and replace it with a new one.
Holding the broken crystal in hand, Richard walked out, preparing to find Abel and ask him to repair the crystal and use it as a spare part. Logically speaking, he could also do this job and do it faster, but considering Abel's recent Apart from experimenting with spell combinations, there is nothing else to do for a few days, so it would be better to let the other party adjust.
This can be understood as asking the other party not to be too boring, or as asking the other party not to be too relaxed - it all depends on the angle from which he starts. Anyway, Richard feels that he is starting from the previous angle.
As a result, he had just taken two steps outside when he seemed to have discovered something. His body suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on the broken stick-shaped crystal in his hand.
Looking inside along the cracks in the crystal, you can see that this stick-shaped crystal is different from the others. It is not solid inside, but has a cavity, and the cavity contains something.
Richard frowned, and the next moment he put his finger on the surface of the crystal and flicked it lightly.
"Click!"
The crystal broke in the middle, and the contents of the cavity fell out. It turned out to be a scroll.
The scroll looks small, no more than the length of a chopstick and the thickness of a finger.
Richard opened the scroll curiously, but after just a few glances, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes showed a rare look of shock.
"This scroll..." Richard couldn't help but speak.
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moment.
Inside Otai's brain.
Abel appeared next to Richard and looked at the scroll in Richard's hand. The shock on his face was even greater than that of Richard, and he shouted louder: "This scroll!"
"Did this scroll really be found in the crystal?" Abel asked Richard with a bit of disbelief, looking a little out of sorts.
"Otherwise?" Richard asked.
"Okay, okay, let's just assume that the scroll was indeed found in the crystal, then the content on it..." Abel frowned deeply, and then shook his head vigorously, "No, I have to read it again. Read it again. believe."
After speaking, Abel looked at the scroll again.
Just looking at the scroll, the content is actually very simple. There are five main lines of words in total, which are five spells. Under three of the spells, there are other small words marked.
look carefully.
First of all, the first spell is very strange in composition and contains many characters from unpopular languages. It is very difficult to pronounce and it is difficult to read it correctly in one go without practice.
It is worth mentioning that this line of spell was crossed out with a blood-red horizontal line, as if to indicate that it was abolished.
The mark below this spell reads: Tested, the curse of destruction—the white light of annihilation appears from the edge, erasing everything in a large area.
Then there is the second line of spells. The composition is somewhat similar to the first line of spells, but there are a few less popular language characters and the length is also reduced.
This line of incantation was also crossed out with a blood-red horizontal line.
The mark below the spell reads: Tried, Spell of Judgment—a white light of annihilation appears from the center, erasing everything in a small area.
Then comes the third line of spells. The composition is very different from the first two lines of spells. There are only a few characters in unpopular languages, but the length is almost the same as the first two spells combined.
This spell still did not avoid the fate of being crossed out with a blood-red horizontal line. The small words below were marked as: Tried, panic spell—randomly destroying things in a small area, randomly erasing the structure of living things.
The fourth and fifth spells after that were smaller in length, but almost all were composed of characters from unpopular languages. These two spells were not crossed out with a blood-red horizontal line, nor were they marked.
Looking at the blank space below these two spells, one can't help but wonder.
Abel looked at the scroll at this time, staring at the content of the scroll, and did not speak for a long time.
Half a minute later, he exhaled and sat on the ground without caring about his image. He raised one hand to cover his bald head and made a sound that sounded like pain. The expression on his face looked a little confused and... scared.
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