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Chapter 5 Saying that it is infinite flow is infinite flow, the author never lied to you (Part 2)

I tried projecting several times, but either failed, or the laptop that appeared was unusable. Why? Why can't it be used?

"Ah, with so many successes, it's enough, right? Little Hans." Jeanne d'Arc asked as she fiddled with the projected waste, "What is this thing that doesn't look like a toy?"

"No, it hasn't been successful yet. Although the projection is successful, it is a waste if it cannot be used. This is a laptop, which can replace the TV in the living room to a certain extent and has other game and entertainment functions." Hans explained patiently.

"Oh, that is indeed a very powerful toy, but why does it have to be a projection? Why don't you just buy one?"

"This is something I dreamed about decades in the future. It cannot be manufactured with the current level of technology."

By the way, let's try adding the construction method of the dream world to control the magic power for projection. After all, the dream world has the characteristic of automatic completion. I was not an IC person in my previous life, and I don't know much about electronic circuits. I only rely on my half-assed projection magic and technological products.

It's a ghost if it can work normally.

Come out. In my previous life, I was almost never without my body. I worked 996 hours a day, plus I had to use it for more than 4 hours of entertainment every day after get off work. My exclusive personal notebook is my most precious treasure.

"This, how is this possible?" Joan of Arc shouted excitedly, "Aster, you lied to me. You are not projecting magic at all, you are summoning a Noble Phantasm."

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Hans wiped the sweat from his head, "Hey, Jeanne, what are you going to do?"

"I'm absolutely right. This must be a Noble Phantasm. Judging from the magic power fluctuations when summoned, the mystery of this Noble Phantasm is comparable to that of a creation-level anti-realm Noble Phantasm. It is definitely not something you can use at your age." Joan of Arc was stern.

accused, "This thing must be absolutely sealed. The magic just now must not be used again until you grow up."

"Wait a minute, Joan of Arc, give it to me and I will order you as an aster."

"no way"

"Listen to me first"

"I won't listen, I won't listen, I won't listen."

"This is the command spell you forced me to do."

"No, no, you can't do this, Aster, you're still young." As she said that, Jeanne hurriedly threw the laptop aside, quickly picked up little Hans, and launched an attack on her Aster, oh no, on babies and toddlers.

Noble Phantasm

"Good grandson, grandpa is back. Did you miss grandpa today?" At this time, Grandpa Hans's voice sounded outside the room door, and he opened the door, "Well, what's going on, little girl, who are you? Come on, stop it. What do you think?"

Suffocate Hans to death?"

"Ah oh, um, I'm Jeanne d'Arc."

"You're back John. What are you doing?" came the voice of Grandma Meryl.

"So, it wasn't that the little baby had another magical riot just now, but that the baby was practicing magic and summoned the treasure of creation. Baby, you are awesome and amazing." Grandma Meryl praised little Hans, but she looked sad.

Eye-catching.

"Yeah, that's right." Hans didn't notice, but responded enthusiastically.

"However, Joan of Arc's judgment is not wrong, honey. It is the right choice not to allow you to use it. A magical treasure with powerful power, like the combination of gold and firearms, is both valuable and dangerous."

"Oh, that's not the case."

"Be obedient, honey, you are still too young."

"grandfather"

"Oh, ah, your grandma is right little Hans, magic is not our area of ​​expertise."

"This is electronic computers, your domain," Hans said with great effort.

"Hmm what" 2

"Well, let me paraphrase it, although I don't quite understand the words that little Hans said. We can communicate directly with each other because of the contract."

"Okay, Jeanne, little Hans is indeed very smart. Although he is still young, we should understand his opinions through communication before making a decision. What do you think, Meryl?"

"Okay, let's listen and see first." Meryl's smile eased slightly.

"This is the personal laptop I am using in my dream in 2020. It can be said that the era in the dream is when computers are popularized by all people, and there is no magic in the world in the dream. In the dream, I am an adult and a computer software engineer.

" Joan of Arc repeated.

"Well, I can understand it, and I, Meryl, can also understand most of the content. But this cannot completely eliminate our doubts, nor can it fully explain Joan of Arc's feelings about its mystery and creation-level power."

"Yes, it can't be explained at all," Joan of Arc agreed, "Hey, you may need to demonstrate that you don't use magic power, just point with your fingers."

"Then let's try it. I believe that my grandson will not deceive us, but I am also curious about the future of computers and go to the living room." Grandpa John decided directly.

Grandma Meryl hugged little Hans and sat in the middle of the sofa. Joan put her notebook on the coffee table in front of her, and Grandpa John sat beside Meryl on the left and right.

"Open it like a book." Little Hans directed, Joan of Arc relayed, and Grandpa John started to operate.

"No wonder aazg is called a laptop. It has a screen on the top and a keyboard on the bottom. Wait, I'm going to get a pen and paper to record it." Grandpa John stood up to get a pen and paper.

"Oh, this screen is so thin. The layout of the keyboard and the design of the keys are the art of industrial design." Grandma Meryl exclaimed, "This does not look magical, but very sci-fi. Just by looking at the appearance, it is more advanced than the computer in Alien."

"

"Okay, let's continue." Grandpa returned to the sofa.

"Press the power button in the upper left corner of the keyboard to start." As soon as Joan finished speaking, Grandpa stood up and pressed the power button and said: "The universal power button logo is easy to recognize."

"The startup speed is so fast, the color screen, and my god it has speakers."

"This is the desktop that enters the graphical operating system." Joan of Arc relayed without realizing it, while the grandparents already opened their mouths in shock.

"I'll come, I'll come" Hans danced happily, and grandma held him and moved closer to the keyboard.

"Although this computer is not the latest model of the 2020s, it is the top-of-the-line personal work laptop for 2020. Its screen can be controlled by touch." As Joan of Arc relayed, Hans pressed the screen with his little finger.

On My Computer, the right-click menu appears, select Properties, and click

"Oh cake seller," Grandpa screamed, "This is so exciting."

"What's wrong?" Meryl was surprised by John's excitement.

"These hardware parameters are millions or even hundreds of millions of times that of the latest aeii computer."

"Oh My God"

"Go on, dear grandson, go on, let us know more about it, so that we can make a better judgment."

Next, Hans operated the computer and played the first episode of fz, showing various versions of sc2 and o, cg, diablo, red alert, cs, don't starve, minecraft, Detroit Become Human and other games, and also showed foxai, web pages

Editing and production tools, drawing tools, animation tools such as fsh, vs2008 development tools, various databases such as orace, and office series office software. Except for Joan of Arc's face, which means "zz" in capital letters, my grandparents were full of excitement and couldn't stop praising them.

Finally, little Hans played the Lord of the Rings movie, and the three of them and Jeanne watched it with gusto.

Just as they were happily discussing the plot and special effects, the doorbell rang.

"Master, I'm back"

"Come in, Linglong," Hans, who hadn't seen Linglong all afternoon, shouted eagerly. Linglong had never been away from him for so long.

"Ah, little master, the guests have arrived."

"Ah, let's go together to greet the next guest. I heard from my dear mother that the guest is a powerful and respected wizard from the local area. Meryl said as she got up and opened the door.

"Oh hello Dahlke family, I am"

"Dry tofu" little Hans shouted excitedly.

Dumbledore


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