There was neither malice nor kindness in his calm, lake-green pupils, and he was as gentle and compassionate as a god.
He moved his head from side to side, slightly relaxing his cervical vertebrae that were a bit stiff from sitting still for a long time.
Nicholas exhaled softly, reached out and smoothed back his long white hair, tied it into a ponytail, and took out a piece of rope from the table to tie it up. He reached out and pushed the instruments on the table aside, and removed them from the table.
He picked up a pinky-sized bottle of sky-blue medicine from the reagent shelf and drank it in one gulp.
At this moment, a calm and depressed middle-aged male voice came from behind Nicholas:
"Where did you just go?"
"I went out for a little while."
Nicholas stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, turned around and answered softly.
But behind him, there was no one alive.
There is only a plaster statue of human height sitting cross-legged on the ground. The depressed expression on its face is reminiscent of a philosopher, with its eyes slightly closed and thinking about something.
But the stone statue raised its head and glanced at Nicholas.
The dull middle-aged voice came out of its mouth: "You drank the 'soul-healing elixir'. Is your soul injured?"
"Well, I was injured by Zhiji's 'red' and 'yellow' pens, so it's not a big problem. Although he also took out the 'blue' pen, he didn't use it to attack me."
Nicholas calmly replied: "My soul is orange, so it's not a big problem to take a 'red' attack."
"Why did you offend Paper Princess?"
The stone statue made a dull voice: "She still has a good temper."
"I saw Annan."
Nicholas smiled slightly, took out another tube of light yellow oily reagent, drank it in one gulp, and then said softly: "Go and say hello to him."
"...Annan Lingdong?"
The stone statue paused for a moment before continuing: "Did he come to Noah?"
"Well, I just came here. But unlike what Mr. Shifu told me before, his soul is not the color of snow... but the color of rainbow."
"That means his ritual was successful."
Father Shi said calmly: "But this has nothing to do with your job.
"Work with peace of mind and stop contacting Annan."
"But my job is to make poisonous dust, and Annan is the most famous alien species, right? I need some of his blood and soul fragments to make sure that the poisonous dust is also effective against alien species."
"Don't think too much, your job is just to make poisonous dust, that's all. Regardless of Annan being special, even if the poisonous dust is effective against alien species, it doesn't give you an excuse to attack other alien species. The swordsmith can't use humans to try it.
Knife...you are already close to being taboo."
Father Shi said calmly: "Moreover, if you get his blood and soul, will you really only use it for experiments? Don't forget how your creator died. Don't forget how the inheritance of Hermes was cut off.
.Don’t underestimate the memory of the gods.
"Don't try to touch taboos."
"Okay, I understand...I won't make the same mistakes that my father made."
Nicholas sighed helplessly: "So let's show it off, Master Shi. So what do you plan to use the poisonous dust for? You asked me to make this thing, constantly changing the formula, and you never told me yours
The purpose...this is to increase my workload for no reason.
"I need to know its use and purpose. This is a very reasonable need... You don't understand the alchemy of the Hermetic School, but I do."
Hearing this, the stone statue behind him remained silent for a long time.
Then the humanoid stone statue stood up and walked behind Nicholas.
"...Speaking of which, it's about time."
Father Shi said in a deep voice: "Do you know how the elves perished?"
"Is it because of the magic power?"
Nicholas answered fluently: "Using the curse as a transmission medium, extracting the power of the world itself as energy. It is an incomplete power of creation...a limited degree of 'the ability to make your wishes come true'.
"What the curse can extract is the blood of the world. The curse can be restored naturally, but with the expansion of the elven population and the gradual expansion of the scale of the use of the curse, it gradually weakens the world's barriers, making the world and
Other worlds gradually overlapped...hence the world's curse."
"Is this what you learned?"
Father Shi nodded and said calmly: "It's generally good. There's only one thing I need to correct.
"This world has been colliding and overlapping with other worlds. Nightmares are not unique to these eras, and our world has many books of truth as the backbone of the world. Suifu has given us another
With the power of the elements as the body... other worlds will find it even more difficult to fight against us.
"The same applies to the virtual world, the dream world, or other worlds at the end of the dream world...only after the curse weakens the barriers of our world, accidents of 'world collapse' will occasionally occur
, to permanently exile a creature from our world to another world. That is to say"
"...In other words, without using curse energy, there will be creatures from other worlds exiled to us?"
Nicholas quickly understood what Father Stone meant.
It's like two ships colliding.
If it will inevitably cause damage to one party... then after the spell is completely stopped, the mist world will gradually recover. Then, the creatures in the virtual world or dream world may be exiled here by the broken world, just like
The creatures here are exiled to other worlds.
For the world, this is undoubtedly a victory.
But for the tiny creatures living in the world, compared to "losing a few strangers forever", "horrible creatures coming from another world" is a terrifying disaster that is more related to their immediate interests.
"It would be great if you could understand."
Father Shi glanced at Nicholas, stretched out his stone-made hand and patted his shoulder: "The dream world is relatively stable... but the virtual world has gradually begun to break up in recent years. The scale of the current invasion is still relatively small, so
The Red Knight and Lady Silence can still stop them, but as the virtual world is shattered, more and more virtual world creatures will fall into the dream world and the real world.
"But this may also be an opportunity for us... You must know that the 'real philosopher's stone' is the blood of the virtual world."
"...Is that why you woke me up?"
Nicholas whispered with a complex expression: "Because I inherited my father's memory and abilities?"
"Because he is the 'second Hermes' and you are the 'second Nicholas'."
Father Stone replied calmly, his tone unchanged at all, just like a real stone statue: "Hermes was able to collect the power of elements and artificially create the Philosopher's Stone... You may also be able to control the invasion from the virtual world.
The person becomes the new Philosopher's Stone. What we need is not the Hermes poison dust that can effectively kill all alien creatures, but a kind of poison that can extract and refine the power of the corpses of virtual world creatures.
Portable consumables'.
"Since virtual world creatures will inevitably fall into our place, what we have to do is not to think about how to reduce the impact and mitigate the disaster...but whether this matter can be turned into a beneficial impact. In the end, the answer we gave is that it can
.
"If the remains of virtual world creatures can be made into something similar to the Philosopher's Stone, and fed back to the world through the elves' curse cellar, the power of the elements flowing in the world can be further enhanced... In the future, it may not only be the gold level, but also the power of elements flowing in the world.
Only silver can ignite the elemental fire.
"Even, maybe... one day, we can completely dispel these damn fogs and let the earth be bathed in sunshine again."