Chapter 520

"Boo!"

Yilin, Molly, Mo Rendi and Ling Yiyi successively penetrated the membrane and disappeared in front of others.

So magical?

What happened in the station was beyond imagination.

The others looked at each other and wanted to learn from Yilin and others. When they penetrated the film, they saw Li Er Pang, who was the first, but Duang was bounced back by the film.

"First of all, based on my personal experience, I will briefly explain the principle of alchemy to the boss."

Xing Fei's voice changed and his tone became professional.

As if to say.

No one knows more about alchemy than he does.

"The alchemy that prevailed in Europe in ancient times is actually a kind of science, and there is no mysterious power."

"Of course, some ancient alchemy books handed down also have certain reference value."

"The alchemy I learned in a world is a kind of 'Strengthening'. In that world, there is a supreme existence called 'truth'. Only when 'truth' exists, can I clap my hands and release alchemy. Otherwise, I have not been severely beaten and influenced in that world. In the real world, I can only blow a flask and play with an alcohol lamp."

Xing Fei seemed to expand and his tone began to burst.

Huh?

Yilin noticed the language defect in Xing Fei's words.

Is flask... Used for blowing?

How?

Xing Fei didn't notice the problem in his words and went on:

"The identity of an apostle is equivalent to a medium, a medium connecting the real world and the 'that world', so that I can feel the 'truth' in the real world. I did an experiment not long ago to let an ordinary person draw an array, refine a formula with brain supplement, analyze material elements and perfectly follow the principle of equivalent exchange in full accordance with the formula of alchemy ……”

"But there was no refining reaction at all."

"So I personally come to a conclusion that some types of reinforcement need the blessing of a certain 'power of the world'. Without apostolic identity as a medium, there is no way to exert this kind of reinforcement. Of course, there may be methods, but I haven't found them yet."

Yilin understood Xing Fei's meaning. After pondering for a moment, he drew inferences from one instance and said, "do you mean that the person who summoned alien creatures in this way must be an apostle?"

"It's supposed to be around the corner, otherwise it's too weird. I checked some information about this. It's said that the black witchcraft popular in the middle ages is similar to the magic in novels, but the steps are cumbersome. They also complete the ceremony in complex ways through some media, such as animal insect corpses, human organs, incense and drugs, To show all kinds of abilities. "

"Of course, I haven't seen these in reality. They are all legends. It's hard to say that they are exaggerated. However, according to the scene you described, hundreds of people summoned alien creatures by voluntarily sacrificing their lives."

Xing Fei took a sip of water, moistened his throat, turned the book and said, "it is said that there is a black magic ceremony of 'summoning the demon king', which is similar to what you said. However, some experts have studied this history and said that the reason why those wizards can summon the 'demon king' is the illusion caused by taking a large amount of hallucinogenic drugs."

"Expert... Ha ha."

Yilin smiled and said nothing.

"Well, in short, after using science to explain these mysteries, everything has become commonplace. The video a few days ago probably hit many people in the face. In fact, I think that summoning the big guy with hundreds of people's lives is somewhat similar to the basic law of alchemy," equal price exchange ", exchanging life of the same quality for" biology "of the same quality."

"But I'm curious. How to measure the value of human life? There should be no way to quantify everyone's value? Age, weight, wealth and gender? In short, I think it's strange and difficult to fully explain. This is beyond my field of knowledge. I think you may find the wrong person."

Can't quantify?

no

Yilin frowned.

Actually, it can.

He suddenly remembered the "chaos value" he obtained every time he killed.

Isn't this the embodiment of quantifying "life"?

In the view of "tower", life can be quantified, weighed and even recycled.

Elaine closed her eyes.

He recalled the scene again.

After all the sacrifices committed suicide, the blue light gathered from them was like fine sand

After chimera appeared, the blue light once twined around her

What kind of channel did it cross from its world to this world?

When it appears, it rots all over. Is it related to the blue light?

When Yilin was thinking, Xing Fei said to himself, "however, although I can't give you the conclusion, I personally have a guess."

"Hmm? Please."

"Those complicated rituals, whether it's the size of the venue, the mantra recited, or the number of sacrificial people, may be equivalent to playing the role of a 'coordinate' to accurately locate a life in a world, which may be the real meaning of these rituals."

"If you think according to the idea of alchemy, are these cumbersome steps, materials and spells similar to some 'formula', calling out the corresponding 'monsters' through different matching combinations, such as codons?"

Coordinates?

Formula?

Codon?

Yilin's eyes coagulated: "is this kind of ceremony related to the specific number of sacrificials and even the time of opening the ceremony?"

"There must be. These black witches pay attention to the harmony of time, place and people. The time of opening the ceremony should even be accurate to a day, an hour, or even a minute. They also pay attention to their position in the summoning array. This is all said in the book. I think there should be a certain reason why they said so at that time."

Yilin heard the speech and thought deeply.

He didn't say anything more.

After all, Xing Fei has nothing to do with this matter, and there is no need to involve him too deeply.

Irene knows almost what she should know.

When preparing to end the call.

Xing Fei suddenly remembered something and added, "by the way, there is another thing about the smell you smelled in the ceremony. There are similar records not only in medieval Europe, but also in ancient fangshili in China, but only a few words have been handed down."

"For example?"

"In ancient times, it was said that there was a powder refined with 'Lanting grass' as the main raw material. After it was ignited, it would emit a mysterious fragrance. It was said that after someone took this fragrance, it would have the effect of' going back to the past, wandering too empty and forgetting himself '. At that time, I thought these people were taking drugs, but I don't know if it had anything to do with this matter Department. "

"This is somewhat consistent with what you said about the same state of psychosis of those people at that time."

Go back to the past and return to the present, wander too empty and forget yourself?

Is the next sentence detached from the world?

So mysterious?

Xing Fei finally ended the call in fear.

He vowed that unless he died, there would be no word, even a punctuation mark, about the matter today.

Xing Fei was afraid that Yilin would come to the door.

In fact, Yilin thought carefully, and he didn't say anything that he had to kill to hide.

But since Xing Fei is so clever, Yi Lin can only let him go.

From Xing Fei's side, Yi Lin didn't get a definite answer about this matter.

But it also expanded many ideas of Yilin.

After chatting with Xing Fei, Yilin saw that the psionic power was almost consumed, so he put away Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, who were excited about watching TV, and prepared to go to bed.

Wang Tiandi stared round the dog's eyes, breathed quickly, and pressed the remote control under his ass. he looked like Wang would be anxious with anyone who dared to turn off the TV.

Yilin can only let the stupid dog stay up late to watch animal world and sleep alone.

I was speechless all night.

The next day.

the sun is three poles high.

Yilin woke up naturally after sleeping.

I haven't slept in such a comfortable bed for a long time.

Master Ma's small dormitory was extremely oppressed. If it weren't for the situation, Yilin wouldn't go to bed again.

After waking up, Yilin wandered around the laboratory bored.

Unexpectedly, in one of the laboratories, Yilin found pan Zhengyi's figure.

Many researchers are circling around pan Zhengyi.

Lao pan was dressed in clothes that were obviously "experimenters", lying in bed and laughing.

This guy seems to have deeper dark circles under his eyes.

How long has it been since I closed my eyes.

Yilin was curious and watched for a while. He found that this group of researchers were actually doing research with Lao pan.

"What does Lao pan have to study?"

Yilin slowly made a question mark.

It can be seen that Lao pan has no worries about his life. It seems that he enjoys it, and Yilin doesn't bother.

This guy, with a terrible luck value of 8.6, is estimated to be collected only by natural disasters.

Maybe you'll live better than anyone in the trial practice. There's nothing to worry about.

After Irene came back, she had seen her apostle panel.

Now we have a new understanding of the two seemingly ineffective attributes of "luck value" and "charm value".

Luck and charm also have limits.

Call it "lock".

In Litai City, with the help of [the blessing of the gunmen], Yilin accidentally ordered the lucky value to break through the lower limit of zero, reached the negative level, and even realized a powerful reinforcement.

——[echo of doom].

When the luck value broke through the lower limit, Yilin felt as if he understood something.

Ah, what a painful understanding.

The more unlucky he is, the stronger he is.

That feeling was very similar to his feeling of breaking through the spiritual lock at the beginning. It was very comfortable that everything was under control.

But at that time, it was forced to break through the lower limit with the help of props. When the effect of props disappeared, the lucky value on Yilin's panel returned to 2.6, and the "strengthening" column, [echo of bad luck] also dimmed. It can't be used, viewed or directly disappeared.

After knowing that there was such an operation, Yilin was full of expectations for the trial practice in the future.

Go down, go down, go on, I'm in a hurry with you if you don't go down.

Since then, Yilin has another secret.

Ignoring the neurotic old pan, Yilin finds Molly again.

After all, I had to say hello to my master when I went back to the laboratory without saying a word last night.

Molly was surprised when she saw Irene coming back.

What surprised Yilin even more was that Molly's first words were:

"Did you sneak back some time ago?"

"Ah? When?"

Yilin was stunned when he heard the speech.

Why don't I know when I'm back?

"Not you?"

Molly was stunned, too.

The two men stared for a long time.

Molly hesitated again and again, and told Yilin that she had somehow obtained a mysterious USB flash disk.

"No more nonsense. Now let's discuss the grouping arrangement for the next trial practice."

In the center of the conference room, there is a long one-line table. The apostles such as Li Er Pang and Zhitian dance sit on both sides.

Yilin was in the main seat, like the president of the world's first guild, holding his chin and said calmly.