Chapter 679

Ivy looked surprised. By coincidence, the two cats were really black and white. But Wendy added:

"it could be Schrodinger's living cat, it could be Schrodinger's dead cat." She blinked. "Black and white, life and death, are in the same space and time, in front of two observers. Don't you think it's really interesting?"

"Well, it's really interesting," Ivy likes this discussion, which helps him discover more truth. In fact, it's the same as the essence of magic. There's illusion and reality. The two can be organically united. "How did you do it?"

"I don't know," Wendy shrugged helplessly. "There may be something hidden in it, but the cost of pursuing it is too high. Even so, it may not produce any results. It's not cost-effective."

"Well, this way of thinking is almost the same as me. Ha ha, it's good."

"Just like you? Cut, big brother is really confident. " After laughing, Wendy became a little more serious. "In fact, the real question is what this phenomenon represents, whether it is a key point of breakthrough or the starting point of destruction."

"Have you studied it for a long time? The value of this brand-new field is immeasurable, and it is worth the cost. "

"Of course, I know that even the greatest magician has not succeeded in quantum magic. This is a miracle and an opportunity. But it takes too much time. I'm afraid we can't hold on to that time And... "

Ivy caught the meaning in her eyes. "Besides, these two cats are in a state of life, not life or death What's the reason for that? " Ivy slowly approached the two cats. He held out his hand and was ready to tease them. He would be a cat boy

However, when his hand touched the white cat, it broke and disappeared Is this an illusion? So it's just a trick of magic. The little girl in front of me is joking with me. How can the little girl now stir it up so that the fire in my heart rises.

But it soon went out.

No, the cat just existed. It was not created by magic. It has the feeling of flesh and blood, a faint breath of soul, and it is introverted. It's the same as this black cat. Can we say that it's only "observation" that I've been exposed to just now, and it collapses into this one?

Wendy just looked at him and didn't speak. Her eyes were a little frozen, and after a while she sighed that she had made a little progress. Sure enough, her elder brother was the key person.

Ivy didn't understand what it meant, but Wendy stood up and said, "I'll try to meet a white cat again. Maybe, I'll contact you again then. Let's try other ways..." She turned around, some regret, some hesitation, finally summoned up the courage to say, "although the time is a little tense, but I think, should be in time, after all, all this, God has its own arrangements..."

"Well, what's the fatalism? It's not you. It's Catherine's argument."

"No, you don't understand her. In fact, what she means is that she is God. I can't accept such radical thoughts and behaviors, but fortunately, we have a good relationship and can have certain cooperation."

The soft voice disappeared, and so did the girl. Ivy was disappointed. The fire in the fireplace leaped and leaped, and the light and shadow were sprinkled on his cheek, and on his eyes, which did not belong.

I was full and had a rest. The next day, it was still noisy outside. Ivy simply didn't even come out of the room. He took out some ready-made ingredients and cooked by himself. The craftsmanship of the top chefs was not bragged about. A gust of fragrance wafted by, and a sense of happiness came into being.

To be honest, he didn't want to attract anyone, but he had a few visitors.

First of all, the baron who provided them with accommodation had to give the host some face, and then they had dinner together. During the dinner, the man's gentle and elegant style made him have some good impression, and he had a good time talking in two dialects.

Finally, after experiencing a number of empty headed things, the Baron finally said his expectations in a roundabout way:

I hope Ivy can do him a small favor. As for the remuneration, it will not be too much. It can be seen that a small nobleman in a small town can not give too high a reward. Just now, he just thought that Ivy was just a pathetic wandering mage, which was very good. Both sides didn't have to look down on each other. We can speak freely in more common language.

Ivy didn't like the noble's style, but fortunately, he was wasting his time, clearing up his mood, actively practicing and improving his strength. After combining work and rest, he was idle anyway. Let's listen to what he said?

"Baron, what can I do for you Balabala. " Scene words still need to be said, just like acting, there are a lot of unreal feelings.

"My ancestors were a well-known aristocrat in the Empire Balabala Later, I moved to this small town of nomy and lived a peaceful life. As a result, one day, my wife disappeared. I looked for it for a long time Balabala Then a lot of things got worse and worse... "Ivy thought, is your wife's name Murphy.

"The deterioration of luck is a process of deepening. At first, it was just a little thing, as if it was bad luck. Now, it is getting worse and worse. It seems that the God of bad luck has taken care of the whole town. Some of my livestock died a year ago. Later, the orchard also died, and then, the servants were seriously ill Ah He sighed deeply.

Ivy backed back without a trace, as if he didn't want to be tainted with his bad luck. This made the poor nobleman smile bitterly, but it was also OK. The reaction of the people in the town was always like this, and he was used to it gradually. Many even call him "the son of Doom" to his face.

Ding! System prompt: you have been infected by mildew, please leave as soon as possible.

Eh? Ivy looks surprised. He doesn't blame him. He even thinks that the system god horse has completely abandoned him and has gone to search for a more promising host. Somehow, he comes back to life But there is still a little difference. Because it doesn't give a task, it doesn't reward it.

It seems that one day suddenly comes, as if one day there is no trace. It's really a personalized system.

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