Lowering your head and drilling into the tree hole, it feels like you have entered an unknown time and space.
Just like when I arrived, I saw stars all around me. After walking about a dozen steps forward, the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.
Familiar room, familiar furnishings, looking back, I was surprised to have returned to the world of Doraemon.
"There's something wrong with this time!" Returning to the main world, Wu Ming glanced at the swinging floor clock, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.
You know, it was still morning when everyone left, and it was already dark outside. At least ten hours had passed.
And Wu Ming knew very well that in the magical world, everyone only stayed for a few hours, which was definitely not such a long time. It seems that the time flow rate in the two worlds is inconsistent. After a few hours in the magical world, this time
It's already been a day.
"Nobita, it's already dark, let's go home quickly!" Seeing the night outside, Fatty Lan put away the clock and muttered about going home.
Hearing this, Nobita hugged the Ice Rabbit and said reluctantly: "Okay, let's come over to play again tomorrow. See you again, Brother Wu."
"Goodbye, Brother Wu, thank you for your hospitality today."
"Brother Wu, see you tomorrow. Let's go home."
Nobita, Fat Tiger, Xiaofu, and Jingxiang bowed to Wu Ming and ran away happily.
After watching the group of naughty children leave, Wu Ming put away the smile on his face.
Waving his hand and closing the door to the room, Wu Ming sat on a recliner and took out "Basic Elf Magic Analysis".
The magic of the elves is more natural-based, with natural magic as the mainstay and a little bit of elemental magic.
Wu Ming simply flipped through a few pages and found that everyone had similar ideas about magic.
For example, the most basic part, the process of accumulating magic power.
Both parties use themselves as carriers and magic elements as energy, just like a large rechargeable battery, accumulating magic power in their bodies.
The difference is that elves have a higher natural affinity for magic. It can be said that every elf can be trained in the direction of a mage.
There is a huge gap in human talent. Many people are born unable to perceive magical energy due to magic affinity issues. This makes the magic development of the two parties different to a certain extent.
The most obvious difference is in the starting point of the two sides' mages.
The starting point of the elves is very high. Anyone who can become a mage is an elite among the elite. Those with low talent will only become warriors.
In this way, the elves are taking the elite route. There are only a small number of mages, and each of them is a high-quality one.
As for human beings, there is no such atmosphere. It is like one is an aristocratic academy and the other is an ordinary school. The former is more like a place dedicated to cultivating elites, while the latter is a place where the fittest survive and the inferior are eliminated.
"Elven magic is not much different from human magic. It's just that the main direction of attack is different. There are many common places. Even though there are differences in names, they are just changing the soup without changing the medicine. It is still the same thing. It helps me.
Not big." Wu Ming analyzed the basic elf magic, placed it on the desk at hand, and gently pressed his temples.
There is a saying that heroes think alike, and this is what it refers to.
Elf magic has a long history of development, and many aspects have reached the point where they cannot be changed.
Even with these magics, some people think that changing them may be more suitable for them.
But these people also have to admit that this kind of basic magic itself is the function of the mold.
Just like casting a weapon, pouring molten iron into a mold can create a unified weapon.
Some people find it inappropriate, and it is not the magic itself that is inappropriate, but these people themselves. This type of magic has withstood the test of time and is definitely suitable for most people.
"By the way, I also found a divine book." Wu Ming thought of the book on fireball and even the title of the most powerful magic.
Sitting up from the recliner, Wu Ming took out the fireball technique secret book and read it in his hands.
"Fire represents the beginning of a race and the beginning of a race. Only with fire can there be the development of civilization and the recovery of culture..."
The opening chapter is a big blow, surrounded by the word "fire", and the flowers are blown in clusters.
If a beginner saw this, he might be taken into a ditch. However, Wu Ming was not a novice, so he just smiled at these words.
Take a quick look and eliminate useless flattery and inflammatory hints.
Wu Ming read it patiently, occasionally adding a few comments of his own.
After flipping through a few pages, I finally got to the place where there was some useful information, and I started to introduce the specific details of the fireball technique.
"Well, it's really a bit new. It's actually a theoretically infinite combo!"
After a spell is sent out, there will be a certain delay during which the next spell is connected.
An advanced mage casts spells very quickly, and the delay may be only a few tenths of a second before the next spell is completed.
From this point of view, it seems that magic is continuous, but the real situation is that the casting speed of a few tenths of a second is the difference between victory and defeat to a certain extent.
This fireball spell secret book talks about suppressing the casting distance to the minimum in theory.
When a fireball is emitted, the heat energy it carries is the core of the second fireball.
The fireball streaks through the air, leaving a cast trajectory in mid-air. If the second fireball travels on the same trajectory, the energy consumption will be reduced by one-tenth.
In this way, it is equivalent to sending out the first fireball spell, which lays the foundation for the second fireball spell.
To a certain extent, as long as the two are properly grasped, the fireball can blast endlessly at a low consumption and high frequency speed until its own magic power is exhausted.
"It's interesting, but it's useless to me. This level of magic is still too low-level!" After reading the introduction of spell casting, Wu Ming couldn't laugh.
With his current strength, the enemies he faced were insignificant, and the fireball technique was of no use at all.
You know, there is a word in the game called magic resistance, and this attribute also exists in reality.
The more powerful the mage is, the closer he is to energy, and the higher his resistance is.
To a certain extent, a mage who has achieved complete elementalization can be said to be a combination of elements.
At that time, unless the attributes were mutually restrained, even ordinary physical attacks and elemental mages would not be afraid, just like cutting water with a knife.
Similarly, mages have bodies that are transformed into elements, and warriors also have bodies that undergo quantitative and qualitative changes.
Anyone who has read Fengshen Romance knows that in the Zhuxian Sword Formation, Guang Chengzi once used the Heaven-turning Seal to sneak attack the Tongtian Cult Leader once.
That time, the leader of the Tongtian cult was unprepared, and was only hit by the Heaven-turning Seal, making him unable to stand steadily. Apart from his unsightly face, he suffered no loss at all.
The Heaven-turning Seal is an innate magic weapon, and its power is limitless.
Even with such a treasure, Master Tongtian can resist it, which is enough to show that when the power reaches a certain level, it is difficult for lower-level attacks to be effective.
"If someone attacks me with a fireball, I am unprepared and will not be directly burned to ashes by the fireball like an ordinary person. I will only suffer minor injuries at most. In this way, an opponent on the same level as me will
I don't care about the fireball technique either, it can only be used as cannon fodder." Wu Ming shook his head and continued to read the magic book back to the last page.
On the last page, there is no direct ending, but like many novel authors, it once again leaves a suspense.
Wu Ming frowned slightly and looked at the words above. What struck his eyes was: "I take back what I said before. Now that I have been promoted to the eighth level, the fireball technique can no longer keep up with me. Haha, do you think I will give up the fireball technique?
No, I will continue to research and develop a fireball that is more powerful and worthy of the title of the strongest. What do you think I will do? To tell you the truth, I decided to infinitely compress the fireball to a single fireball.
A point that changes the situation of the war."
Seeing this, there is no follow-up to the magic book.
Wu Ming suddenly thought of a famous saying.
If there is anything that one fireball cannot solve, then it must be two.
"Infinite compression, in order to expect qualitative changes, this Kyle Aohuo really dares to think. A small eighth-level mage is actually exploring the infinite folding field. If he were to compress the fireball technique ten thousand times, wouldn't it be a divine block?
Killing God?" Just like an adult looking at playful children, Wu Ming had a touch of ridicule on his face.
Is infinite superposition possible? It is possible, and it must be possible. This is the path of a mage after a demigod.
However, this requires a prerequisite, which is to reach the level of demigod and master the elemental body, so that there is a basis for further discussion.
If you can't even master the elemental body, and you try to explore the infinite superposition field, the best outcome will be to be blown to pieces.
Because the mage's period as a demigod is a key point of qualitative change, transforming from a human to a god.
On this basis, the demigod mage possesses some characteristics of gods and is no longer as fragile as before.
But this is not enough. If we really want to enter the realm of infinite folding, demigods have only received tickets. Only true god-level beings have the possibility to continue.
Therefore, Wu Ming does not have high expectations for Kyle Aohuo's views.
If Kyle Aohuo succeeds, he will definitely step into the level of gods and become the supreme being in the magic continent. He cannot remain unknown.
On the other hand, I went to the Magic Continent and didn't even hear the name Kyle O'Fire.
Undoubtedly, this research was a failure. Kyle Aohuo may have died in a certain experiment, becoming one of the countless people who dedicated their lives to the cause of magic and died.
"What a headache. These magic books look novel, but they are actually useless. It seems that if you go to the magic continent again, you must go to the grassland elves tribe to find the real inherited magic of the elves."
Wu Ming threw the book away casually, and while thinking about the next question, he released a fireball in his hand.
The orange fireball burned slowly on the fingertips, bringing bursts of warmth.
In this Doraemon world with chaotic timelines, Wu Ming had a long time to squander, and temporary gains and losses were nothing.
He firmly believes that as long as he keeps exploring, the true face of time will sooner or later be revealed.
At that time, the so-called exile world will become a hotbed for his progress, rather than a restriction.
"boom!"
Just as he was thinking about the problem, Wu Ming inadvertently increased the magic output, breaking the balance inside the fireball.
With a roar, the fireball technique exploded in front of him, and Wu Ming's permanently blessed mage armor appeared automatically to block the impact.
Unfortunately, Wu Ming himself was fine, but the furniture in the room was damaged.
Among primary magics, Fireball is known for its offensive power.
It exploded around me, destroying half of the room. Under the sparks, the sofa and floor started to burn.
"The fireball technique exploded on its own before I even performed the compression. I'm afraid that the elf who performed the infinite compression experiment died with no bones left, right?" He waved his hand gently, and the water flow passed by Wu Ming, extinguishing it.
The fire in the room.
After doing all this, Wu Ming looked at the half-burned magic book that was thrown on the ground, shook his head and said: "Clean it up and restore it to the original state. Recover quickly!"
One clearing magic and two repairing magic were projected from Wu Ming's hands.
In the room, all the burned places were restored to their previous appearance, and they looked unchanged at all.
Wu Ming tapped his fingers lightly, and the mage's hand picked up the magic book again and stuffed it into the storage ring on his finger.
After washing his face, brushing his teeth, and clearing his mind, Wu Ming lay on the bed and began to fall asleep.
There was nothing to say all night, but the sun rose as usual the next day, the heavy snow outside had melted, and the season changed back to summer again.
At the beginning of every day, Doraemon's world seems to reset time.
Wu Ming experienced it once. Although he still found it strange this time, he reluctantly accepted it.
"Dong dong dong..."
As soon as I got up, there was a rapid knock on the door outside.
Wu Ming raised his head and looked out the window, where Nobita in a yellow shirt was standing furtively outside.
"Hey, Brother Wu, are you there? I'm Nobita!"
A deliberately lowered voice came through the crack in the door.
Seeing Nobita acting like a thief, Wu Ming walked over with doubts, opened the door and said: "Nobita, you..."
The next second, before Wu Ming could finish speaking, Nobita got in by himself.
At this time, Wu Ming noticed that Nobita was holding a thick book in his hand, and he didn't know what it was used for.
"Brother Wu, hurry up and close the door. I found something good." Daxiong was a familiar person and proudly raised the thing in his hand.
Wu Ming then closed the door and looked up casually, his eyes fixed upon him.
"2270, super time shopping store, special promotion season."
On the encyclopedia held by Nobita, there was a line of small words written clearly.
Wu Ming thought he had seen it wrong, so he checked it carefully and found that it was indeed signed in 2270.
"Brother Wu, this is Doraemon's thing. It was left in the bathroom this morning. Let me tell you, there are shopping instructions on it. Just think about it briefly and you can transform the goods!" Nobita said as if he was offering a treasure.
Holding the books in hand high.
Hearing this sentence, Wu Ming instantly thought of a plot that had appeared in Doraemon, the future store.
Then, another idea came to his mind, that is, he wanted to make a fortune. (To be continued.)