Chapter 42： server

"Long waited for two... oh... please wait a second.?? Eight? One Chinese? W? W (eight) W?.? 8 (eight) 1 (one) Z? W (eight).? C (one) O? M?"

It wasn't long before the gray robe mage Ruslk's line of sight was removed from the letter, and another owl with brown spots behind it flew in.

It’s just that this owl is not as chic as it was just now. It fell on the table with a face in front of the ground, and the feathers on the body dropped a few. After waving a few wings, it was strong. Standing up at the table, and then put a letter in front of the gray robe mage.

He picked up the old envelope, the letter has been broken a large part, the handwriting is also vague, can only vaguely see the above topic "How to dispel the undead with the inscription of healing as the main body" Owl Penpal Association's Twelfth Issue

The gray robe mage Ruslk looked at the letter and the old owl had some taste in his heart. He was one of the founders of the Owl Penpal Association.

This friendship club has no official nature. Even he does not know who the members are. If he has any doubts, he only writes his own questions on a piece of paper and then brings the owls to other pen pals. The members of the meeting will do.

66 continued several round trips, when the letter returned to his own hands, he always saw many answers.

But it is not reliable to get a truly academic response in this way, but he likes the way of free discussion.

Everyone does not know each other's identity, so they can truly dialogue and express their views.

You can get a reply and wait for too long and too long. It usually takes more than two months, and the problem you write can be returned to your own hands through the owl.

This is still a good luck situation. If you are not lucky, you may not get a reply for life.

If he remembers correctly, this letter can be said to be one of the earliest letters. It has recorded the replies from the magicians from all over the Norland, and now it has become broken and turned into a piece of waste paper.

In addition to jealousy, he still has heartache.

"Go, old man..."

The gray robe mage untied a silk scarf tied to the old owl's foot and let the old owl officially retire.

It looked at him with his head in his head, and suddenly there was a tweet, which seemed to be a bit sad.

The gray robe mage licked the owl's feathers and hugged it to the window. The owl flew off its wings.

"Now I can finally work, sorry to have kept you waiting."

The gray robe mage sorted out the items on the desk, and Qiao Xiu and Shiri also sat at the desk.

"Is the letters that the owls brought with them all random?"

But before registering the camera's patent, Qiao Xiu was interested in the prototype of this magician forum.

"Of course it's random, they don't deliberately go anywhere, are you interested in pen pals?"

Master Gray Robes is proud of the pen pals he founded, and through thousands of owls, nearly 10,000 spellcasters in the city of Nolan have been involved in academic discussions, although this number is for Nolan's population base. It seems insignificant.

"No, I just think that this tedious discussion can be slightly improved," said Joe Xiu.

"Improve?"

The gray robe mage admits that it is very cumbersome to pass the letters through the owl, but only in this way can the envelope be sent to someone else's hand. If it is a face-to-face discussion... then the low-level magician will not have the qualifications for the words.

"Probably this is the way."

Qiao Xiu waved his hand gently, and a white window appeared in front of Qiao Xiu. The window appeared on the window.

The gray robe mage showed a puzzled look and did not seem to understand the role of this window.

In order to explain to him further, Qiao Xiu gave another message to Shiri.

Upon receiving the information, Shirimomo removed the interface of the ping-pong from the chat window, and finally showed the interface of the chat window directly with magic.

"This...this...this..."

The gray robe mage Ruslk looked at this scene and couldn't speak. He was the founder of the patent council in addition to the founder of the Owl Penpal Association. He has seen him for so many years of surprise. too much.

And Qiao Xiu’s display is somewhat mediocre compared to the ‘magic machinery that can replace the carriage.’

But as a fan of letter communication, a caster eager to discuss his ideas with more people to gain more knowledge, Rolsk understood the white form in front of Qiao Xiu. the value of!

"With the little things edited in the inscription of the order, if I spend a little time, I can let more people participate in a discussion, and... can perfectly preserve the data discussed."

The further explanation given by Qiao Xiu made the gray robe mage almost unable to continue to sit in a stable position.

"But the current maximum communication distance is only about two hundred meters. After this distance, the news will not be received."

This sentence of Qiao Xiu seems to have poured a cold water on the gray robe mage, leaving his excited emotions gone.

A few hundred meters away... so a little bit of distance is not as good as face to face discussion.

"Is there... what is the way to expand?" He asked Qiao Xiu with a hint of expectation.

"Of course, I need a server."

What Qiao Xiu is currently using is his own mental power as a network cable, and the brain as a data terminal LAN. If you want to achieve long-distance communication, it is essential to establish an Internet.

But Qiao Xiu couldn't find any 'original spar' that could carry the amount of Internet data.

The inscription of hundreds of inscriptions on a raw spar is already the limit. The better one is thousands to even tens of thousands.

But what is the concept of data on the Internet? The data on the Internet on the Internet is described by the torrent. Although the server of a forum does not need to be that big, Qiao Xiu is not only satisfied with building a forum on the Internet.

The potato server like Yu-Bi is definitely not working, and Qiao Xiu is at least looking for a leek server.

"server?"

“In short, it’s the 'original spar’ that can store a lot of inscriptions.”

The higher the quality of the original spar, the higher the price is. The original spar, which can only store a few inscriptions, may only need one or two gold coins. The original spar that can store hundreds of original stones is directly going up one hundred.

The original spar that burned the inscriptions is not worth a penny except for the inscriptions that store powerful magical inscriptions.

“How big is it?”

The gray robe mage has seen many quality and quality original spar, and can carry tens of thousands of inscriptions, even on the hundreds of million.

"100 million, of course, if it is temporary, it is possible to use the original spar based on 100,000."

In fact, Qiao Xiu really wants to say this unit, but if he thinks about it, he will lower the requirements. Qiao Xiu remembers that the inscription inscribed on the best quality of the three princes is about 20,000 to 30,000.

"This is really an excessive request."

The gray robe mage pushed the glasses. If the level of 100 million is impossible, the original spar that can engrave about 100,000 inscriptions can basically become the basis of a large transmission matrix of a big country. The value is of course self-evident. .

"Is this the one you want to register for a patent?"

"No, I want to register another one."

The other party does not seem to want to continue to talk about this topic. Qiao Xiu did not deliberately continue to talk about it. After all, the relationship between Qiao Xiu and the gray robe mage is only a stranger who has never met each other. Qiao Xiu’s mention of this aspect is only a moment. Rise.

When Qiao Xiu registered the camera's patent rights and left the room, the gray robe mage knocked on the table and meditated. Finally he picked up the quill and found a new stationery.

To: All members of the Owl Penpal Association

"On how to get a raw spar with near-infinite quality"

———The gray-shirter Rursk personally.

After he finished a paragraph, he rolled up the letter and went to the window.

He knows how the original spar of the quality 'unlimited' was obtained, and this letter was simply to ask the other founders of the pen pals.

An all-out dark owl fluttered his wings to the window, and after grabbing the letters with his claws, he flew to the tallest building in Nolan, a building called the Tower of the Sage.