Pittman invited Gao Wen into his wooden house. The old man who looked a lot of old had a pair of smarter and more flexible eyes than the young profiteer. He went to serve tea and pour water attentively and looked at Gao Wen: "The Duke personally visited such a shabby and dilapidated wooden house. Did he encounter any difficult problem that requires my druid spell? Or are you finally interested in my transshipment ceremony and divination?"

Gao Wen casually swept the furnishings in the house and found that the place was very neatly maintained. The workbench for the alchemy experiments and various containers for preparing medicine were neatly placed in the work area in the northwest corner of the city. The living area was also simple and simple, completely different from the dirty and messy feeling that Pitman was on his body when he first came to this place.

Hearing the old man speak, he ignored the second half of the other party's re-promotion, and said directly: "I am very interested in the process of you preparing alchemy potions and blessing them."

Pitmante was surprised: "Pharm and blessing technique? For this little thing, do you come here in person?"

"I just happened to pass by, so I'll satisfy my curiosity," Gao Wen waved his hand, "and I remember telling you before that I wanted to increase the yield of agricultural catalysts, but I don't know what the results are."

Pitman said bitterly: "It's not that easy, you're too late..."

Gao Wen waved his hand: "It doesn't matter if there are no results for the time being. Just let me see your work progress."

Pitman then breathed a sigh of relief, and his face was stacked around him: "That's fine, I'm about to start working."

As he spoke, he walked towards the work area used to prepare the medicine and began to prepare the medicine: anyway, preparing these medicines is also his daily work, just to satisfy the personal hobbies of this strange-tempered Duke.

Gao Wen followed the old man, watching him busy between the potions and alchemy tools, but more complicated thoughts were turning into his mind.

The magic engine succeeded.

This is really something to be happy about, and even the mature and steady Hetty is immersed in the joy of success.

However, Gao Wen was not only happy, but also the doubt that he had developed before but was temporarily suppressed: What is magic? What is the law of this world?

The operation of the magic engine undoubtedly shows the existence of logic and laws, and also shows that the various phenomena in this world are not independent of each other, but related to each other, and can be combined into a system. The repulsive magic array will push the piston, the piston will drive the crankshaft and connecting rod, and the rotation of the flywheel will produce inertia. Inertia will connect every work flow of the engine, and then extend outward, the energy of the engine comes from the magic net, and the energy of the magic net comes from the environment...

Everything seems to be orderly and completely closed.

But where did the initial magic come from? The magic net draws from the natural environment? So what about the magic power in the natural environment? It is really endless and everywhere? It can really be replenished into the magic net continuously, forever?

Doesn’t this world even keep energy conservation?

Or is it that magic actually has its own source and its own limit reserves. It is only hidden in all things in the world in a way that humans cannot observe and calculate. Humans use it ignorantly and think it is infinite, but it may be used up one day?

In the face of this most worrying question, Gao Wen couldn't even think about what the "repulsive force" generated by the magic array was.

To be honest, when he saw the magic engine spinning, what appeared in Gao Wen's mind was worrying with joy.

Mechanical operation is a more intuitive energy release, which can make Gao Wen realize the existence of the process of "consuming energy" than the static magic array on the rune furnace. However, he is not yet used to the fact that he cannot see the energy storage substance at all, he cannot see the "magic fuel", the battery, the actual wire and a dashboard that measures energy consumption, which gives him a feeling of emptiness, as if he is afraid that the magic engine will suddenly stop as it turns...

Even if the wireless power transmission on the earth is realized, Gao Wen at least knows that fuel is burning in the power plant, but here... there is only a magic net that is constantly filled out of thin air. People in this world may be able to get used to this phenomenon, but he suddenly feels awkward.

Gao Wen wanted to understand the essential secret of magic, why the world operated like this, why water was difficult to do work when it turned into steam, but it still maintained three-state changes, and wanted to understand why electromagnetic induction failed in this world, but there were still independent magnetic and electric fields here. In theory, the "light" as a special electromagnetic wave still exists (if it was really "light")...

These contradictions made him feel a huge sense of separation. Many phenomena that should have been closely linked to each other and the principles behind the phenomena seemed fragmented in this world, just as if matter no longer exists in an orderly manner, but is forcibly set there by the so-called gods. They each exhibit strange physical and chemical properties, not because the microscopic world supports them, but because they "should be so"...

These contradictions and sense of separation were suppressed by the busy firm and temporarily forgotten by Gao Wen. However, when the magic engine really started to operate according to his vision, these thoughts emerged again in a difficult situation.

But he knew that he would not become fat in one bite. It is impossible to directly explain the microscopic domain and basic principles of this world at this stage. He must proceed step by step. To understand the lowest truth, he must first start by observing the superficial phenomena, and start from experience and practical fields.

For example, first observe the various magics in this world and their effectiveness mechanism.

Hetty and Rebecca are both serious mages (although their talents are a bit off), but Gao Wen did not go to find them, but found Pittman because he knew one thing: the druid's spell is the most special in the world, and its origin and changes seem to reveal some secrets about magic.

Druid magic evolved from divine art.

Pittman has prepared the medicine materials that need to be configured today and props for the druid ceremony. He explained while operating: "It is not very difficult to configure alchemy medicines. The most basic catalytic medicines require very cheap materials, and herbs are everywhere. It mainly consumes time in post-processing, such as smoke, drying, grinding, etc. This aspect can be solved by finding more people."

As he said, he put the powdered cecumin seeds and perilla chrysanthemum petals into a heating container, pour in pure water and some kind of grass juice prepared in advance.

"I heard Amber explain to me the labor systems you invented, such as process splitting, responsibility system, flow operation, and to be honest, they are all amazing ideas. In this way, the complex alchemy drug preparation process can be broken down and handed over to laymen to do, but the most critical part is impossible..."

Bubbles began to emerge from the heating container, and a spicy and pungent smell came out. Pittman quickly added a new potion to it to balance the effectiveness of the mixture.

"The potion produced in the pre-step is just an ordinary thing, and does not have extraordinary power. Even if it has an effect, it is very weak. If it wants to exert magical power like magic, it must inject magic power, and this step must be completed through druid rituals..."

Pittman had sealed the lid of the heating container. Through a curved copper conduit, the gas evaporated from the container was exported into the condensation tube next to it and condensed into drops of light green juice. The old man carefully collected the light green juice, finally made a small cup and placed it on a small altar next to it.

Gao Wen looked at the old man operating there without blinking. He saw Pittman put elemental runes representing wind, fire, water and soil around the altar. These runes were carved on the wood chips of oak, and then two crystals were placed on the inner layer. It was very ordinary white crystal, the cheapest one among natural crystals.

Then he began to chant the obscure spell of the druid, and Gao Wen immediately activated his magic perception ability.

He saw Pittman gradually filled with magical brilliance. These energy arranged special geometric figures under the guidance of runes, and trembled around the semi-finished potion, affecting the color of the potion, and then changed from light green to dark green.

As the transformation was about to be completed, the druid stopped chanting the spell and removed the two white crystals, and began to recite the prayers about the natural gods: "Great natural gods, the shelter of life, the great natural spirit...Oh no wood heart, the guide of life, your devout believers pray here to pray for the natural gods' response. May you go from oak... palm wood... or oak, may you give the gospel from your oak throne, let this potion fill the energy of life, and let it...oh is it completed?"

Pittman looked down and confirmed that the potion had been completely transformed. So he stopped the prayer that was almost impossible to make up. He smiled and took the potion from the altar and handed it to Gao Wen: "Look, the freshly baked plant growth catalyst is still hot."

Gao Wen held the potion and felt his entire face trembling, even the kind that even the national face and beard could not save him.

Is this old boy's last prayer a mess?!

But it was the other party's last prayer that was almost nonsense, which had been destroyed by his own God for seventy or eighty times on normal believers, which made Gao Wen's thoughts completely confirm.

The former druid magic... has indeed completely disappeared.

The only thing that remains in the world now is druid magic.

He put the small cup of still steaming potion next to it and looked into Pittman's eyes: "If I remember correctly, your prayer just now is actually a sect of the Druids' Hearts Faction, an excerpt from the "Jungle Words"."

Pittman was a little surprised: "You even know this?!"

"I've read this book," Gao Wen waved his hand, indicating that this question was not important, "Is the Druid's spell really derived from magical arts?"
Chapter completed!