Isaac looked at Husky's look of not wanting to learn, and immediately turned around and glared at Thirteen Xiang.

He stared at him in a daze.

"Don't be distracted - listen well, in this room, there are two hundred and fifty-six different spell materials. They are placed in different corners and sealed in storage tanks with the opening at the bottom.

"This substrate ritual only plays the most basic role. It is to connect different mantra materials and modify their logical orientation without allowing them to move. That is, in the cognition of this ritual field, their location.

"By modifying the logic of this substrate ritual, the covers under different ritual materials can be opened. The ritual plates under them will then change their ritual orientation.

"The whole effect is to act on another large ritual. The large ritual of the Oneiros is constructed, covering this half-layer wizard tower. You can't just put the spell material in the right position - because that place might be a wall, or someone.

"So it simply blocks its own orientation awareness and manually adds position attributes to the material through this substrate ritual."

Isaac subconsciously explained his thoughts to his two "students": "The previous ritual did not consider the problem of dreams in dreams, so the dream medium it used was replaced by the [Elf Eye] without consumption [Elemental Influence: Praise of Nature]; I now need to improve its dream depth, what should I do?"

“…How to do it?”

Husky repeated the reading in a daze.

"…I should adjust it to [Moth Blood] that needs to be put in scorching ashes to take effect, so as to replace the influence with [Advanced Influence: The Fable of Moth] to increase the depth of dreams, right?"

"Yes." "Yes."

The two responded in unison.

"But moths and ashes will have useless 'ember' effects. It will cause the dream to become hot. How should I reduce this effect?"

The two of them remained silent, just stood aside and watched.

In a trance, they actually felt like they were returning to school...

“The answer is nothing to do.”

Isaac seemed to be used to silent students and said to himself: "Because you look at this link... Hugo has enabled shark blood by default as a ritual lubrication and dryness prevention. It can greatly reduce the severe fear of dragging out nightmares and damage to the soul.

"But this is actually not very good. Hugo's technique is too conservative. Because if the nightmare is close to the concepts of [Ocean], [Water], and [Dark], this ritual will strengthen the nightmare. And there are not many nightmares related to these three concepts.

"Before, Annan was injected with sea beast blood in this nightmare. This itself also has the concept of ocean and water - blood is also a kind of water, which strengthens this concept in this nightmare... If this nightmare is not purified, it will have distorted at this time.

"The consequence of distortion is that events in the concept of [dark] will be symmetrically strengthened. Is it?"

“Yes.”*2

The two responded in unison.

Shisanxiang felt a little troubled, but he was still studying hard. The Husky, who was standing beside him, had just turned on the screen recording and planned to record Isaac's skillful operation of the substrate.

It’s like when you can’t understand in class, just take a photo of the blackboard first.

It’s not certain whether you will watch it when you go back - you probably won’t be able to watch it, and you forget about it after class.

But at this time, you can fully demonstrate your determination to study. The guilt caused by headaches and not wanting to listen will not be so strong.

——Although I haven’t listened now, I recorded the duck.

After that, I will still listen slowly by myself.

Of course, when is this "after", or when will it be surprising to find "Hey, I actually recorded this video", or at a loss to find "When did I record this", "What is this"... that's not necessarily.

Husky has always been good at using this self-deception technique.

But Thirteen Xiang was thinking about something.

He probably understood the logic of this thing.

It feels...it doesn't seem difficult.

With the learning efficiency of the final preview level and the focus on the book, Shisanxiang felt that she could almost learn this thing in just one week...

"Okay, China Unicom is connected."

Just as they were thinking about it, Isaac breathed a sigh of relief.

He stuffed the substrates back, but did not close the door.

He pressed a button directly, lowered his head and approached the microphone: "Hey, can you hear it? If you can hear it, tap your left index finger slightly."

At this time, Thirteen Xiang discovered another point-

...Wait, this ceremony was not interrupted just now?

This guy repairs the computer (?) without power outage?

Shisanxiang was immediately scared and her scalp became numb.

He knew that if the ceremony went wrong, it would not be as simple as a black screen or burning the graphics card...but an explosion in an instant.

If this ritual of this specification explodes, the Chengling Monk may really have to fulfill his unfulfilled wish...

Of course, the most deadly thing is that Annan will definitely die here.

...Is this considered a master of skills and courage?

Shisanxiang looked entangled and planned to say something to Annan after she came out.

This time, nothing happened, because I changed the position of two materials and it was done. But this habit should be changed... What if I slipped my hand and broke it next door when I opened the switch?

When they looked up, they were stunned for a moment.

Why is this scene different from before?

Didn’t Annan just now explore the haunted house of Bernardino’s father?

Why didn’t I see the picture in just two minutes and I ran to the hospital?

And this look...

I saw "Bernaldino" tied to an iron chair. The seat was directly connected to the ground, and his legs were trapped on the legs of the chair, making him unable to struggle or escape.

And the young "Bernaldino" was lowering his head and closing his eyes.

But his left ring finger, trapped on the handrail, quietly knocked on the handrail twice.

——I was finally able to contact.

The three of them couldn't help but sigh together.

At this moment, Shisanxiang suddenly saw that there was white chalk beside Annan, and a complex ritual magic circle was drawn.

Thirteen Xiang felt that the ceremony looked particularly familiar.

He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly turned his head to look at himself halfway through, and placed his hand on the "fairy tale book" beside him.

He turned back two pages in a row, looked up at the illustration and looked at the screen again.

"This is... ritual spell: memory creation, right?"

He pulled Isaac next to him and asked without any certainty: "Same as this one."

"It's just memory creation."

Isaac glanced at it and said with certainty.

Then he pressed the button again, leaned to the microphone and said, "You should have just accepted the [Memory Void] spell...

“…Remember not to reveal the stuff.”

Isaac's somewhat vague voice came to Annan's ears.

He kept silent, curled up his ring finger and knocked on the handrail twice.
Chapter completed!