Somewhat confused about Albins' purpose, Anvis randomly divined for himself. But the result of the prophecy showed that this meeting with the other party would bring him great help.
This made Anvis even more curious, but since his real body was far away in the Kingdom and the Federation, Anvis could only arrange for his clone in the academy to go to the meeting.
After not seeing each other for more than a year, I wonder what surprise Albins brought him.
[Magic Light] The hotel is located in the upper town of the royal capital Palohia. Its overall appearance is like a towering magic tower, but its base is suspended in the air under the influence of a magic circle.
Countless mysterious magic inscriptions surround the tower, flickering on and off, shining with dreamy and colorful brilliance, which is magnificent and beautiful.
They are not only decorations, but also the defense system of the Magic Light Hotel. If someone dares to make trouble, all the inscriptions on the tower will take effect at the same time, which is enough to instantly subdue a seventh-level strongman and ensure the safety of other normal guests.
As its name suggests, this hotel is completely controlled by the Continental Magic Council.
As the Gloria Bell Tower in the southwest corner of the royal capital struck twelve o'clock, Anvis, dressed in an elegant dress, followed the bell and knocked on the door of the top-floor box of the Magic Light Hotel as promised.
The door opened, and a young man with brown hair and blue eyes who was sitting alone in the box, wearing a strange black armor with inscriptions and a translucent helmet similar to protective glasses, waved to Anvis.
"Put away your bloodline special effects, Lord Anvis. This time, I have something private that I want to contact you about. It has nothing to do with my teacher or the will of the Continental Magic Council, and I didn't tell my sister Hillier."
However, as Anvis approached, Albins glanced at the room that suddenly became a little brighter, and spoke speechlessly.
"That's really a pity. I haven't seen Hillier for a while and I miss her very much. Please say hello to her for me when I get back -"
Anvis nodded calmly, and naturally put away the light effect behind his back. His standard aristocratic tone made Albins feel disgusted.
"You came here to see me, you should be using a clone, right?"
However, after taking a look at Anvis, the inscription circuit on the surface of Albins' armor lit up slightly, and a stream of light passed through the lenses in front of his eyes. The next moment, he spoke without warning.
"It is indeed a clone. Can your armor even detect this?"
Anvis glanced at Albins' constructed armor with some suspicion. You must know that he is currently using the clone ability of the Old Secret Scripture, which cannot even be seen through by ordinary ninth-level armor.
Even if Albins is extremely talented, there is a limit.
"In fact, you concealed it very well. Even if you have admitted it, I still can't detect your truth now."
In response to Anvis' question, Albins shook his head, took off his helmet and put it on the table.
"However, if you want to determine whether you are a clone, the only way is to see through your spells. You can also do this through a lot of 'calculations'.
The current situation in the empire is chaotic. Based on the steady character you display every day, the probability of your real body venturing here to meet me is less than 40%.
Moreover, according to calculations, your current threat index is much smaller than predicted, and is almost only stronger than an ordinary fifth-order. Adding the above comprehensive factors together, the probability that you will come here as a clone is close to 80%
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Faced with Avis's doubtful gaze, Albins directly confessed what he had done.
"It turns out that this is indeed a very smart approach."
Anvis nodded understandingly, somewhat admiring Albins' genius idea, but at the same time he was also keenly aware of the crux of the problem.
"But how can you ensure that your calculations don't go wrong?"
"Good question. This is also the core question of my largest project so far——"
Hearing Anvis' pointed question, Albins's eyes lit up, and he immediately got into a good conversation.
"My answer to this is to build a 'net' to ensure that all variables are included, and then use the infinite magic power of the Eternal Core to perform cross-fertilization calculations.
Does it feel a little familiar? Yes, the inspiration for this plan comes from those so-called noble professions in the legal system, prophets!"
"Anvis, tell me, are prophets really that powerful by nature? People without the gift of prophecy really have no hope of mastering the power of prophecy?"
After glancing at Anvis, and without waiting for his reply, Albins continued speaking on his own.
"In my opinion, the so-called prophecy spells that require talent are not unbreakable. Why can those high-level professionals forcibly use low-level prophecy spells? It has to do with their powerful souls.
In other words, if you want to know the future development, you only need to be able to count all the variables, and then after a lot of calculations, you can get accurate results.
The biggest difficulty is how to ensure that this 'net' truly counts all variables without omitting any."
"In this regard, with reference to the construction network that has appeared in the Federation, I designed a special secret instrument. Its effect can cover an area of fifty kilometers, and everything under it will be monitored by a variety of different frequency fluctuations.
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I used an uninhabited forest for the experiment and arranged a defensive array around it to isolate it from external influences to the greatest extent. The animals in the forest can only move inside.
Then, I let the machine monitor and record all the fluctuations in the forest on its own, letting it learn how nature develops."
As he spoke, Albins picked up a drink from the table that reflected a large amount of silvery light, and then took a sip.
"You know, Avis, it only took three months. After three months, that instrument could already predict the short-term future of a rabbit born in that forest.
From its birth, growth, how many blades of grass it eats, which part of the grass to start chewing from, where it ends up eating, and what animals prey on it, all the errors are almost negligible!
If this instrument continues to learn and develop, one day it will be able to directly predict the lifespan, place and cause of death of an animal in the forest when it is just born."
"If I can develop to the ultimate level, truly covering the entire world, counting and collecting all variables. By then, it will become what people call the web of destiny of the continent!"
"It is indeed an amazing idea, but regarding your plan, according to the records of the Olivendi family, someone has done similar experiments before."
After listening to Albins's idea, Avis was amazed and poured cold water on him.
"The results of that experiment were not ideal. Maybe in small-scale experiments, the results seemed to be perfect. But as the coverage of the 'net' expands, the various variables that need to be calculated will increase exponentially, and the pressure on the computing core will increase.
It gets bigger and bigger until it finally collapses completely."
"Of course I understand the difficulties involved, but I still firmly believe that this path itself is feasible."
Albins' blue eyes were fixed on Anvis, and his tone was a little strangely fanatical.
"Anvis, actually I have a guess. Has the web of destiny of the continent really existed since the Hades?
Could it be something similar to my design, developed to the final result?”