"Zizi. There is a magical curse attached to the surface of the scroll. It is very similar to the application principle of magic. I can feel the fluctuations echoing in the world."
On the beach of the island, the steam-breathing magician Heldor looked at the golden box in front of him, roughly reached out his hand to determine the type of curse in it, and came to a very similar conclusion to Fisher.
But obviously he didn't know that the world's reverberation caused by magic was related to the spirit world, and he didn't have Fisher's spiritual vision that was enhanced by the Soul Completion Manual, so he couldn't clearly see those illusory eyeballs dotted around the gold box like a galaxy.
"You mean, this thing is the magic used by the Phoenix species, rather than a curse of fate?"
Balzac and Heldor were the main ones who researched the scrolls. In addition to the two of them and bodyguard Phyllis, Valentina actually hired a logistician and a mechanic.
"Hey, Heldor, I brought your arm. Come quickly and remove the one with bird feathers."
The person speaking to Heldor at this time was a petite green-haired little girl. She was wearing Kadu's iconic black robe, but she did not wear complicated clothes like other devout believers of the Mother Goddess.
The pattern, the expression is kind.
She looked a little impatient, holding a maltose lollipop in her small cherry-like mouth, and carrying a mechanical expansion backpack on her back that was much larger than her body. She spoke while squatting on the ground familiarly.
Screw on a new arm.
"Zizzi. Thank you, Celty."
The mechanic named Celty held a lollipop in his mouth and took Heldor's removed arm covered with bird feathers. He poked it here and there again. He really didn't want to understand.
How do bird feathers grow in this inorganic machine?
"Ha, it's really amazing. I should keep this thing. A mechanical arm with bird feathers."
"There's no room for clutter on the ship, Celty."
At this time, a big sister with a kind smile stood behind Valentina's wheelchair, saying this to the mechanic.
She has a broad mind and is similar to the nun who taught Fisher his lessons in the church school during his childhood. She seemed to have just got off the ship, wearing a northern-style white dress with a Japanese tile on the chest.
The five-pointed snowflake-like logo on Lentina's hat is the symbol of the Turan family.
She also held a plate of freshly baked butter cookies in her hand. She glanced around with gentle eyes and asked everyone,
"Does anyone want dessert? Mademoiselle, Celty, Balzac and Heldor. Ah, sorry, I forgot you can't eat. Hey, where is Felice?"
When looking at Heldor's body, which was completely composed of steam machinery, she embarrassedly reached out and touched her cheek, with a faint apology on her face.
"Haha, that money addict doesn't know anything about it. She must have gone digging for treasure somewhere. There are them all on the beach. I think she wants to die here."
"Hey, that's it. When I was cleaning Phyllis's room before, I found that her bedding was filled with gold coins piled neatly. If I brought them back to the ship, I couldn't fit them in the room on the ship."
On the beach, two people from Valentina's team appeared again. It seemed that Valentina had decided to open the scroll on the island and read the contents inside.
At this time, Fisher, who was sitting among the trees and holding a Pachtz telescope, touched his chin and took in all the conditions over there.
Osie temporarily flew back to the Iceberg Queen to bring back the large check, and took it back to confirm how long it would take to repair the ship's steam engine; while on the island, Pahz took the crew to search for food, and Alagina was injured.
After recuperating for a while, Fisher, who was paddling, came over to take a look at the situation over there.
He wanted to know what was recorded in the scroll. If necessary, he could provide some help to Valentina's team, but it didn't seem that it was needed yet.
However, it would still take some time before they could solve the curse and open the scroll. The Iceberg Queen could not be separated for the time being. Fisher still had a chance, so he was not in a hurry.
Going out along the beach where Valentina is located, you will find small pits appearing on the beach at some point.
Looking down along the small pit, Felice, a lion-like creature, was hiding in the sand pit, pawing at the beach with her paws, her eyes shining brightly. As she moved quickly, a figure half-hidden by the yellow sand gradually appeared in front of her.
The golden vase.
Her eyes lit up, her nose trembled slightly, but she suddenly smelled a strange smell. She turned her head and saw that at some point, a fat face suddenly appeared next to her, looking at her with a smile, which scared her.
Subconsciously he hugged the golden bottle he had just dug.
"Ugh! What are you doing? Damn pirate, I discovered these treasures, don't even think about taking them away!"
Pahz, with two crew members behind him, shook his head as he watched her holding the bottle. She pointed to the treasure dug out behind Phyllis and said,
"Of course the treasures you dug out before are yours, but the ones after that are not necessarily yours. I have three people here, and you only have one person here, and we also have tools. There is no way you can dig us out with just your hands and claws.
, give her the whole life.”
Following Pahz's order, the crew behind him took out the shovel from behind, obviously intending to snatch this treasure on the beach from Phyllis "whoever sees it".
Phyllis gritted her teeth, and her long golden hair on her back became a little hairy in anger.
She didn't care at other times, but she couldn't bear it when someone tried to steal money from her. This was undoubtedly more uncomfortable than killing someone.
The eyes on Pahz's fat cheeks turned dexterously after seeing Phyllis' hair blowing. She quickly raised her hands and took a step back. Her tone became gentler, as if she was impressed by her hair blowing look.
scared,
"Hey, don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive. You are a lion that gets anxious easily. Don't be impatient yet. After all, you discovered the things on the beach first. You should have one more. Let's dig up the treasure together first. What we dug out
Baby, let’s split up four or six, you’ll be six and I’ll be four, how about that?”
Hearing this, Felice's puffy hair softened a little, and her brain, which had been shrunk by money, struggled to spin.
If you don't share with them, you will either have to fight with them or compete with the three of them to dig things. It is very likely that you won't dig as much as them in the end, and a fight will probably damage the boss's affairs; and if you fight with them
If you get three points, you can still get a big share!
Thinking of this, the muffin-like ears on her head twitched, and she nodded while holding the golden cup in her arms.
"Deal, bring the treasures together tonight and we'll share them. Let me remind you first not to hide the treasures secretly, otherwise don't blame me for falling out."
Pahz stretched out her fat hand and shook hands with Phyllis's sand-covered paws without disdain, and said with a smile,
"No problem, no problem."
In fact, the three of them had to find food for the Iceberg Queen, so how could they find the time to dig for treasures with her?
Anyway, looking at this lion who is idle and not very smart, when the time comes, the three of us can just dig some and give it to her, and we can share 40% of the hard-earned money she dug, which is equivalent to treating Phyllis as a
40% of the free labor force digging for treasures is earned in vain.
It's a good job to compete with her in numbers to dig for treasures, but it's a unique job to let her dig most of them by herself and divide them into 40%.
Watching Pahz and the two crew members carrying shovels to the other side, Phyllis was secretly happy. She carefully put the golden cup behind her, then stretched out her paws to dig up the treasure hidden in the sand.
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Fisher from a distance smiled silently when he saw this scene, obviously knowing what Pahz was planning.
As the saying goes, a person cannot be judged by his appearance. Although Pachez looks chubby on the outside, she is actually very slippery and seductive in her heart. This can be seen from the fact that she had lowered Old Jack's vigilance invisibly before.
Even though old Jack was a few years older than her, the old man from Nali, who looked fierce but was actually simple at heart, was no match for the first mate of Sardinia.
Looking at Phyllis struggling to dig out treasures in the sand, Fisher suddenly thought, in terms of the hierarchy of life, where would the lion race be ranked?
I had seen the All Things Warning Tablet on the seabed before, but unfortunately it was swallowed up by the Siren's big mouth.
Thinking of this, he called out to Emhard on his shoulder, preparing to ask him if he knew anything about life levels.
"Emhart, do you know anything about life levels?"
"Ah? What, the level of life?"
Emhart, like Fisher, is paying attention to the scrolls in the distance. He also wants to know what is recorded in the scrolls of the Phoenix species, and wants to collect that knowledge in his body. This is his relic.
instinct.
So when he heard Fisher's sudden question, he was stunned for a second or two before he looked away from Valentina's group and said,
"Let me think about it, this concept is quite old. It may have been a concept from the time when I was just forged by the great saint, or it was proposed by you humans. I can only give you a general idea, after all, it was just a concept
When I was born, I wasn't as smart as I am now."
Fisher was a little surprised after hearing this. He thought that relics like Emhart were obviously different from other relics when they were forged.
"You mean that you were actually without intelligence when you were forged by the saint you mentioned?"
"Ah, that's right. Just like when every life is born, its consciousness is very hazy, and like other relics, it performs the duties created for us by the saints. Until I left the sanctuary and the great world for unknown reasons.
Holy descendant, over the long years, I have slowly developed my current thoughts, and there must be a special reason for this."
"It's all too far off topic. I should be talking about the levels of life."
As he spoke, Emhard floated in the air, and the pages in his body began to turn rapidly again, as if he was retrieving the content he had recorded.
"Well, it's like this. The word "rank" is actually a classification used by you humans. You always like to divide various concepts in order to show their differences. Generally speaking, you seem to be divided into several
The levels are respectively [Reproduction Level], [Alert Level] and [Relationship Level].”
"Like the literal meaning, [reproductive rank] indicates the possibility of producing offspring between organisms. The greater the difference in rank, the smaller the possibility of producing offspring. Most of the rankings of reproductive ranks are the same as [alert rank].
】Similarly, only a few are special. Because the alert level represents the average ability of individuals of each race, the higher the level, the more exaggerated the abilities of creatures, so I can give you a rough idea of the meaning of the alert level."
"As for the [relationship level], this has absolutely no reference significance now. Of course, each human tribe is different. It is ranked according to the closeness and proximity of other races and tribes. The higher the level, the worse the relationship."
Emhart in mid-air had already retrieved all the knowledge he had recorded, then looked at Fisher in front of him and said,
"Based on the average level of human beings, the alert level increases from level 0 to level 20."
"Most of the individuals at levels 0 to 5 have no special abilities and only differ in physical ability and physique, hence the name [humanoid level]. But even so, if there is no external force, even if humans spend their entire lives exercising, it will be the most
Let’s get to around level 2 to 3.”
"Levels 6 to 14 have already reached a level far beyond that of human beings. In terms of ability, physique and reproduction probability, they are obviously different from humans, hence the name [Extraordinary Level]. Such as dragon race, phoenix race and whale race.
The average rank of the species is within this range."
"As for the races above level 15, whenever they appear in human sight, they will be recorded as myths because of their supernatural powers, so they are called [myth level]. However, their number is very small, and now they are basically all
They have disappeared and cannot be touched even if they want to. Chaos species and their ilk belong to this range."
"And I also want to remind you, if you see the slates of human records in the past, they usually have the race they belong to painted next to the rank. You must not be fooled by the race painted on it! Every individual
The ranks are all different, and the positions drawn by those idiots only tell you the approximate position of that race, and the warning slates in every human tribe are different!"
Emhard's tone was a bit bitter, and he seemed to have suffered a big loss from this. Even the book cover with only one eye and one mouth looked bitter.
"I don't know which beastly human tribe recorded the little devils and familiars as devils on the stone tablet. Before I entered the Devil's Abyss to steal the book and read it, I thought it was all humanoid-level little devils and extraordinary-level devils.
Attendants, it turned out that when they entered, they were all mythical level demons, and they were even caught by the fiercest ones inside."
While listening to Emhardt's introduction, Fisher's thoughts quickly matched the contents on the stone slab he had seen on the seabed. It seemed that there were a total of 20 horizontal lines representing rank positions on the stone slab.
Roots, except for the one based on human beings, are arranged upward in order, and their abilities will also increase.
The classification concept of ancient humans is still easy to understand. Since this level is named [Alert Level], it means that humans rely on this level to evaluate the risks of other races to themselves. This is what ancient humans wanted to do.
Tools created to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages are a bit similar to mathematics, and other races do not recognize this.
Thinking about it this way, Erwind said that Eliog is at the 18th level. Does that mean that Eliog is a great demon at the mythical level? No wonder he did it for the first time when he contracted Eliog.
He issued a warning to himself, which he had never done before when he contracted with the two World Destroyers, Rafael and Jasmine.
Moreover, after hearing how ancient humans classified ranks, Fisher suddenly remembered a very familiar concept, which was the magic used by humans.
As mentioned before, the level of magic is divided according to the [number of rings]. Below the sixth ring is [low ring magic], and above the sixth ring is called [high ring magic], but the highest level of magic ring in existence
The number is only fourteen rings.
If the magic ring number and level are matched one-to-one, the magic will just reach the door of the mythical level and can completely cover all creatures of the humanoid level and the extraordinary level!
So is it possible that magic, a magical tool, was created to make up for human beings' shortcomings in life?
As soon as this weird idea came out, Fisher's mind suddenly appeared the appearance of the warning stone slab he saw on the seabed that day. At the bottom of the stone slab, a human was prostrate on the ground, raising his hands piously.
The top of the head seems to be receiving some kind of reward.
This suddenly made Fisher deeply doubt the history of magic he had studied in the past, because at this time he suddenly felt that the magic currently used by humans was probably not created by themselves, but might have been given by others.
As for who gave it?
On that day, on the bottom of the sea, above the tall stone monument, a high but loving sight suddenly broke into Fisher's thoughts.
Fisher was a little dazed and murmured a noun in a low voice,
"Mother Goddess?"
"Mother Goddess? What Mother Goddess? Are you confused?"
"No I'm just thinking about something."
After hearing Emhardt's question, he shook his head and put the thoughts he had in the last second into his heart.
Fisher had doubts when he saw Lamastia before. If the gods that the whale people believe in exist, is it possible that the Mother Goddess also exists?
Fisher now felt that it was possible for the Mother Goddess to exist, and it was this loving Mother Goddess who bestowed magic on humans, allowing them to rise from the bottom of the hierarchy and achieve today's hegemony.
Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at himself and asked Emhard,
"By the way, according to this classification, where do you think my rank is?"
"Where are you?"
Emhard looked at Fisher, then walked around in a circle and said,
"Based on physical fitness alone, it's probably at level seven or eight. Your ancestors most likely had a demi-human with a level higher than that of the dragon race. After so many generations of bloodline decay, you can still remain an adult.
The physique of the dragon race, this is a very outrageous thing."
"But if you add in the other relics and magic you have, it's hard to say. Ever since humans started using magic, no one uses this kind of rank calculation tool anymore, and I'm not very good at it either."
"I heard that humans in the past had a special set of calculation formulas, but I didn't include them. Maybe you humans thought that period was too humiliating, or maybe something happened that caused these things to be lost. Thousands of years have passed.
Yes, this kind of thing is very common."
But as he spoke, Emhart's expression changed again, and his tone became a little sinister.
"But, didn't I say before that although most of the reproduction and alert levels overlap, there are still some differences. Just like you, I feel that the reproduction level is higher than your alert level.
Your rank is much higher, and the species in the extraordinary level can probably produce offspring with you."
This time it was Fisher's turn to look a little weird. His reproductive level was tested by Eliog. She did say it was very high, but how did you know this from this crappy book?
"Wait, how did you know?"
"Haha, I share a room with you every morning, don't you know? My suggestion is that you find a suitable lady as soon as possible. If this continues, I think you will go crazy."
".My advice is, don't give advice to others casually."
Fisher's face turned dark. Just when he was about to reach out to catch Emhardt who was flying in mid-air, he ran far away. Fisher had no intention of paying attention to him, but continued to think about this newly acquired concept.
, and the problems it brings.
Because he suddenly discovered a loophole in Emhardt's words. He just said that when humans divide racial hierarchies, their average hierarchies are placed on the warning stone, but Fisher felt that this was not the case.
If it is placed according to average, then the human level should not be placed on the standard "zero". In the primitive mathematics of human beings in the past, there was no concept of negative numbers. When ancient humans placed humans on the number zero,
This means that orders lower than zero have not been considered.
Therefore, the real meaning of the racial rank on the warning stone should be "the lowest value of the racial adult individual rank."
According to this classification, my current physique should be just around the lowest level of the dragon race. No wonder I obviously feel less powerful than Rafael, an adult dragon race who cheats.
Another problem is that he seems to have found the law of bonus.
From the several subhuman species he has studied so far, he has gained a total of nearly 30 points of physical fitness. He clearly feels that the physical bonus obtained from Renee and Rafael is the most obvious at the beginning of the study, and even makes him feel that the physical bonus is the most obvious.
He felt very energetic, but later on, the bonus began to become smaller and smaller.
Does this also mean that the gap will become larger and larger as the levels go up? The reason may be that ancient humans rarely interacted with high-level sub-races, so naturally they could not distinguish the characteristics of high-level races clearly.
Woolen cloth?
But other bonus points do not have such characteristics. For example, there is no decreasing trend in points such as reproductive ability. He only feels that he likes ladies more and more.
Regardless of time and cost, the highest ring that Fisher can carve by himself is probably the ninth ring. Coupled with his eighth-level physique, it is conservatively estimated that he can compete with enemies from the tenth to the eleventh level.
?
But Fisher felt that it was still unreliable. After all, this was what humans had done in ancient times. Today’s world is affected by factors such as magic, steam engines, and relics, not to mention that there are still concrete details before Fisher.
There are an unknown number of completion manuals, and the judgment of life levels is so different that it is difficult to judge.
Fisher looked at his palms and suddenly thought of something.
Since the previous one cannot be used, wouldn't it be enough to construct a new level system for your own use based on these factors?