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Chapter 17 Assumptions

The heavy rain was like a waterfall hanging from the sky, and the sky became dark and oppressive. Looking at the white mist splashing outside the hall, people suddenly felt like they were isolated and abandoned by the world.

"The rain in the Fire Moon really comes without warning." In the banquet hall, Drummond stood by the window with a wine glass in his hands to watch the rainstorm, the dark red wine in the glass swaying slightly.

Isabella, who was wearing a crystal laurel crown, heard his sigh, compared the warm and soft atmosphere in the hall with the vast darkness outside, and smiled slightly: "The power of nature is much stronger than our magic, unless it is in the legendary realm.

Your Excellency can control the weather in such a large area and create such a terrifying scene."

"Lightning, thunder and violent storms will always subside, just like the various obstacles we face, whether it is the magic theory inherited from ancient times or the powerful and terrifying church, they will eventually be defeated by arcana and magic. Destiny is like a huge wheel.

Rolling forward, those who stand in the way will be crushed into meat paste, while those who cannot keep up are doomed to be abandoned forever. I like the weather after the rain best, it is so fresh and wonderful, as if the world full of filth has been wiped out.

I cleaned it carefully and rebuilt a new world." Drummond said with some enthusiasm, while there was thunder and rain pouring outside.

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Around Arlinge, thunderclouds were dense, lightning danced wildly, and the bright sunshine was instantly replaced by darkness, which was in sharp contrast to the warm and beautiful scene in Rentat not far away.

Lucien had no idea that the rage and roar of a great arcanist would cause such a terrifying change in the sky. The surrounding air condensed into a substance and pressed down on him, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

"The world is discontinuous?"

"The world is discontinuous!"

Fernando's roar rang in his ears, more violent than the thunder roaring outside:

"But it's just an assumption for this formula to hold, it's just an assumption!"

The "storm" rushed towards him. Lucien did not lower his head. Faced with the substantial pressure, he said slowly and calmly but coldly and firmly:

"Even if it's just a hypothesis, at least it's the only hypothesis so far!"

Rumble!

There seemed to be countless thunders ringing at the same time, and Fernando's eyes flashed with dazzling silvery white lightning:

"The only hypothesis? Do you dare to rule out all other possibilities now? Is there any rigorous derivation? Is there any experimental confirmation? Is there any magical verification?!"

Lucien's black pupils were as deep as a lake, unaffected by the roar and storm at all:

"Judging from the work during this period, at least the analysis from other angles has been rejected. If it is assumed that this inference is correct, is there any tangible evidence and derivation to overturn it?"

The work during this period was completed by two people discussing and studying together. The rejections explained from different angles were all recognized by Fernando himself, and the overcoming of difficulties was also experienced by him personally. Under this premise,

He couldn't deny Lucien's words, his heart began to waver, and he could only roar:

"Evidence, the whole world is evidence!"

Lucien suddenly smiled, gentle and peaceful: "Teacher, the nature of the world is profound and mysterious. What we see, hear, and feel are all limited by ourselves. Ordinary arcanists and great arcanists have the same view of the world.

Do the great arcane masters who support particle theory and wave theory respectively have the same view of the world? And this formula is real. Before we can find other explanations, we have to temporarily accept this assumption."

"Teacher, you once told me that sometimes, past experience and knowledge can hinder our progress!"

Hearing this motto summed up by the great arcanists after experiencing many "blood and tears" incidents, the lightning in his eyes jumped, and Fernando's short body stood quietly like the storm master of the gods, his bright red magic robe making a hunting sound as if being blown by the strong wind.

After a long time, the silver lightning in his eyes disappeared, and the dense thunderclouds outside disappeared.

"Fortunately, it's just a hypothesis for the time being. I will continue this work and look for explanations from other angles." Fernando sighed softly, with a hint of age in his voice.

Seeing that he seemed to be accepting, Lucien asked with concern: "Teacher, are you okay?"

"Fortunately, it's just a hypothesis for the time being." Fernando repeated this sentence, "If there was irrefutable evidence to support this hypothesis when you raised it, then I would have turned into a real storm with a bang, a storm of flesh and blood.

, of course, it may also be that the cognitive world is broken and solidified, and the possibility of continuing to improve in magic becomes extremely low."

"Now that it is just a hypothesis, I still have buffer time. Finding other explanations to refute it is a process of slowly changing acceptance. Of course, our discussions during this period made me understand that without new

Before the emergence of the theory, it may be of little significance to completely explain this formula from another perspective. Hey, maybe the new theory that emerges is based on your hypothesis."

Teacher, the discontinuity and quantization of energy are just the beginning. On this road, there are "devils" that are more terrifying and subvert common sense, even Einstein, one of the greatest scientists on earth.

Because of them, "the cognitive world is broken and solidified, and we can no longer move forward."

It was naturally impossible for Lucien to say these words. The road to the world was always so cruel and unbelievable. However, seeing that Fernando was still in a stable mood and could even make jokes, Lucien finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't want to

Exploding the teacher's head, especially since no magician below the level of legend has ever tried it before a legend's head exploded due to the knowledge of the world collapsing in front of them. No one knew what kind of power it would be.

Maybe it's like those mid-level and high-level arcanists who exploded while sitting quietly in a chair. At most, it would stain other people's bodies, or it might be to annihilate everything within a certain range around them.

After a pause, Fernando sighed again, not like a stern and violent storm master, but like an old man in his twilight years: "I wish I had never conducted experiments on thermal radiation, and never had this idea, but everything is fine.

It is irreversible. We may have released a terrifying monster that can destroy the arcane system, the Magic Council, and even the entire world. Before today, I never thought that energy might be discontinuous and the world might be discontinuous, just like a

Pictures are pieced together. How do you think other magicians will react when they see the meaning and assumptions of this formula?"

To put it more vividly, the whole world is like a movie. It is not continuous, but frame by frame. Lucien habitually corrects it in his heart, and then smiles bitterly: "Most of them will feel scared, and then comfort themselves.

This is an assumption. In the end, you subconsciously ignore this issue and simply use formulas. A small number of people will be angry, refute, accuse, and bang..."

"As long as you understand, the submission of this paper and how to present it need to be discussed again. Although it is still a hypothesis, we must try to reduce its impact. It is really a subversive hypothesis." Fernando resumed

With a serious look, "You compile today's work in the form of a paper and send it to Douglas. He may be the Grand Arcanist who can best accept your hypothesis. Hey, the energy is not continuous, but in parts, not like one by one.

Particle? Well, let’s call it quantum.”

"As for Hathaway and the others, the paper is divided into upper and lower parts, giving them an extra day to buffer. Sometimes, what you come up with is more acceptable than what others tell you. At least what I just said has confirmed this."

Following Fernando's instructions, Lucien wrote the paper. Just as he was about to sign his name, Fernando, who was leaning on the back of his chair, suddenly sat up straight and said solemnly: "You will be the author of the paper. I backed down when I made the assumption. This

The results are your own."

"Teacher..." Lucien looked at him in surprise.

Fernando's eyes widened: "Just follow my instructions. I don't want to sign a paper that I don't want to admit."

After sending the letter, Fernando closed his eyes to calmly perceive the world and think about the problem of explaining the formula from other angles. The whole room became quiet again.

Lucien was also adjusting his state. He didn't feel it before when he was focused on nothing, but now he realized that when faced with the terrifying pressure of the Storm Lord, he broke out in a cold sweat and his heart beat so fast that it jumped out of his chest.

In this weird silence, time passed quietly, and it was quickly approaching noon. Just when Lucien was a little unable to bear it, and was about to say goodbye and go home to analyze magic, a bright light suddenly burst out from the open space on the side of the study.

I don’t know why, but the magic circle in the study didn’t have any effect. A tall old man walked out of the light. He had white hair and blue eyes. He was wearing meticulous evening clothes, but his kind and kind face was unusually solemn, showing a little fear.

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Holding a dozen pieces of white paper in his hand, he shouted loudly: "Fernando, this is just a hypothesis!"

"Then it's the only hypothesis now!" Fernando roared without any hesitation.

Why did this conversation sound familiar? Lucien felt that the air in the study was suddenly heavy, as if the gravity had changed greatly. Is this the Speaker of the Magic Parliament, the "Arcane Emperor" and the "Magic Voter" Douglas?

"No matter what, it has no actual support!" Douglas frowned, "This is even more unbelievable than the destruction of the Magic Empire!"

"Your past experience and knowledge are binding you, Douglas. So far, we can only explain this formula in this way, and it is completely established!" Privately, Fernando didn't like to add the title Speaker after Douglas's name.

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"We still need more work." Faced with the roar of lightning and thunder, Douglas did not take a step back and expressed his opinion calmly.

After the two giants yelled at each other for a while, their emotions gradually calmed down. According to what they said before, at least it is just a hypothesis for the time being.

"Lucien, I'm afraid only a young man like you who doesn't pay homage to past experience can come up with this terrible, terrifying conjecture." Douglas sighed slightly, looked at Lucien, and couldn't help but use two adjectives to describe this conjecture.

, "Although it is still just a hypothesis, the formulation and theoretical explanation of this formula itself is an outstanding contribution in the field of thermodynamics, and can effectively reduce the difficulty of many magics. I believe that Palmela's Hut and Northland will not ignore your achievements."

,I think you should be awarded the Snow and Ice Medal.

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