Can a person who has only learned one spell find out the secrets hidden in spells, spells and runes? Although this is difficult, it is possible. Feiqi, or Yan Rui, is best at finding laws through phenomena, finding secrets through laws, and then turning the unknown into known. In fact, Yan Rui has always believed that whether in his previous life or in this life, he has always had a secret weapon in his life, which is the intuition and ability to discover the laws behind phenomena.
This is perhaps a more trustworthy secret weapon than the rooms of hell and the power of the devil.
He spent two days writing the correspondence between spells-runes and spells with the finest quill on the papyrus. He could not write all the thousands or hundreds of spells of each spell in it, but through the compilation of his predecessors, he selected the thirty spells with the greatest success rate of each spell, and the shortest success rate of each spell, and used them as a sample set. Then, he wrote on the paper what he could find, one hundred and fifty spells that could be made up into a sample set, and sixty moulding magic and forty runes as reference.
It is not enough to just write the spell. He also needs to analyze, summarize and summarize the effects of the spells. The largest category is the spells related to lightning. The magic of the Goddess of the Truth, provided sufficient samples in this regard, and it is also the direction that Feiqi believes is the most likely to make a breakthrough. The magic of the thunder has detailed descriptions of its effects, such as straight-slashing, ray-flying, fan-shaped, chain-shaped, and electric ball-surrounding; offensive, detecting, and defense-shaped; energy-emitting, constructing biological, divine power catalyst, and space-shifting... The process of establishing this taxonomy is to sort out the spells from head to toe. Feiqi doesn't even need computer algorithms to sort out, and he already vaguely felt that some rules were about to jump out of paper.
He devoted all his energy to the data sorting. If he hadn't transported firewood at midnight, boiled water and hot rice, or even reminded Feiqi to go to the toilet on time, he would have absolutely no idea. Although this was indeed not "immersed in the joy of learning, he could not extricate himself from the joy of learning", there was always an excitement that "you can tear open the tent and see the truth" that had been supporting him.
Before everything was ready and could enter it into the computer, Fei Qi took a good night's sleep. He snored hard, ignoring everything that happened outside. Midnight tried his best to pull the quilt for him, and used his tail to curl the soul-harvesting dagger to guard the side. The wandering soul sometimes went wrong, left the route to the salvation (meditation) and wandered around Fei Qi. At this time, the furry black guardian would carefully lean over and wrap his super long tail around the dagger at a safe distance to launch an attack.
The harvest of these wandering souls is an unexpected joy.
Before going to bed, Fitch cut his hand with a soul-harvesting dagger and went to hell. When he came back, he had a dark blue laptop in his hand and a cup of instant noodles with "work overtime and the boss doesn't care about rice brands". The braised beef flavor is not his favorite taste, but it is a precious thing that is not in the world. Moreover, being able to find real food from the "room of the earth" is a very meaningful progress. It is an important comfort needed by the body for a person who needs to stay in the room for a long time.
As always, the earthly text on the instant noodles disappeared, leaving only a fat man in a white chef's uniform and a large bowl of noodles on the outer packaging. Feiqi remembered that there were also two chopsticks on the advertisement, but this time they also disappeared. Perhaps because there were no chopsticks in this world, these things changed according to the rules of the world?
"What's the problem without chopsticks? Just make two by yourself!" Climb down the two-story tower, find an arrow in the weapon room on the second floor, and simply chop it from the middle and divide it into two. Isn't this the chopstick? The kettle on the stove is opened, the hot water is ready, and the noodles are soaked soon.
Before he could eat, Feich heard the voice of the old man Kipling: "What does this taste like? Feich, is it you? Is something wrong?"
"It's okay... Oh, you can't hear it." Feiqi left the ground, ran over, explained it in person with the "alchemy and magic test" words, and then ran back quickly. He saw Midnight looking up at the ceiling, his eyes were a little fluttering, his mouth was a little red, and the beef noodles were a little less.
"Aren't you not able to eat?" Feiqi was extremely surprised. Midnight became a demon pet and did not restore internal organs, but replaced those organs with the vitality of spells and blood. If Midnight is compared to a baby in a pregnant woman's belly, then the spell connection and contract binding are the umbilical cords, and Feiqi's vitality and soul are the mother who provide all the nutrition. Midnight now only has the concept of "playing" left to eat, and he will neither eat nor digest it.
Midnight quickly stretched out his claws to wipe his face, licked his tongue, eliminated the evidence, and refused to answer Fitch's question.
Just eat it. Anyway, it won’t have diarrhea or die. At most, it will just vomit. Feiqi looked carefully at the noodles and found that there was no cat hair inside, so he ate it with chopsticks made of arrow shafts.
The cup noodle box and seasonings were packed in the stove, leaving only the rare fullness and pleasure in her stomach. Feiqi felt that he was really full of motivation. He found the hidden Red Bull and took a sip. A familiar (overtime work progress) feeling surged into his heart, and all the cells in his body were mobilized.
Turn on the computer, mute it as fast as possible, then use the camera to take pictures of the text on the papyrus and hand it over to the recognition system for processing. Feiqi's computer is full of professional software, and it can even analyze lecture videos to restore PPTs, and process those pure characters and numbers.
Therefore, the main time is still spent on building databases and input algorithms.
Feiqi's hand has never touched the keyboard, but Yan Rui's soul has been struggling on the keyboard for many years, so it's just a problem. His hand speed is still there, and there are more typos than before, but Feiqi also has a more powerful Hawkeye meditation technique than before. Although he can type blindly, he is mainly due to the limitations of the human eye structure. Now he has a full-domain vision, and it is successfully implemented while playing, checking and correcting errors.
The power is equivalent to the deadline of the project. Whenever the deadline approaches, Feichi's work efficiency can reach the sky. He can make the sound of a mechanical keyboard on the soft keyboard of the laptop, which is not something that ordinary power and speed can be achieved.
He wrote the program with half of his power, then started to analyze the data, and then analyzed the analysis results... There is a huge amount of data comparison, and it is not difficult to calculate in each step, but the number is too large, and the efficiency of repeated calculations with a computer is many times higher than that of the human brain.
After another hour or so, when the power was only less than ten percentage points, a chart appeared. This was a phased result. The rune characters, spells and spell effects were summarized and an analysis model with weight was established. Each word, the pronunciation of each spell and their arrangement now had a clearer and clearer meaning. The originally scattered spell world began to evolve into a complete and rigorous magic system.
Feiqi wrote quickly and copied this analysis from the screen with the fastest hand speed, barely completing it before the system forced shutdown. Three full pieces of papyrus scrolls were covered with scribbled words on the fragile paper surface, but it was the crystallization of the wisdom of Feiqi's magic system.
"Try this first, spark technique. The best spell combination should be like this...Crack?"
Feiqi snapped his fingers, and his thumb quickly brushed his middle finger and hit his index finger, and a small spark appeared from the tip of his thumb! The spell was successful! The spark technique can ignite candles, oil lamps, or ignite fluffy velvet and thatch, which can replace the effect of flint iron sheets to cause fire in the wild. It has no lethality and cannot illuminate, but it will not make people tired. It can be used at will. It is a good small spell.
But, is it successful so simple? The spell of spark technique is a simple "sclash"?
Feiqi felt something was wrong. Single-byte spells should be the easiest to be discovered and learned, but the spell with the shortest spark technique in the record also has two syllables, and there is no "crack". Could it be that all the magical arts and spell users before him were fools and could not even find a "crack"?
This should not be the case, unless magic is not an objective thing. On the earth where science occupies an absolute dominance, the laws are objective and will not change due to who the user is. But in this world, souls, wandering souls and prayers are the power to change the world. Truth and thunder (power) are in the hands of a god, and this goddess also has her own joys, angers, sorrows, and happiness, which is by no means objective.
According to this reason...Fei looked at midnight and called it over: "It's your turn to help me, come to my hands. I use magic, and you tell me how the spell power works by feeling."
Midnight did not jump to Feich's spreading palm, but jumped easily to the top of his head. It pressed Feich's hair like a hat, and its long furry tail formed a warm scarf. 'That's it, hair...' Midnight probably came with such an emotion.
Maybe this is OK? Feiqi concentrates his mind and says "Click". He tried many techniques, or simply casts the spark spell over and over again without finger assistance. He thinks carefully at midnight, and after a while, a message finally comes through the emotional link:
I understand.
"What does it mean to understand? Do you understand?" Feiqi asked Midnight, and the cat shook his head. "Who understands that?"
Midnight patted Feich's forehead with her paws, then shook her tail, and the tip of her tail was outward, and she circled Feich's head for a whole circle, then added two words, "I understand."
"You patted my head, which means I understood. Then pointing to the surroundings, which means the world understands?"
Midnight jumped down, stood in front of Feiqi, raised his claws, swayed left and right, and "Maomaomao" kept shouting happily. Feiqi sat down, carefully pondered the performance of Midnight, and gradually solved the mystery.
"For spells, I must first understand them, and then use the right method to understand the world around me. Let them understand both the intention of casting spells and the composition of spells. Mana is energy, soul is bridge, and the correct pronunciation of runes and spells is the norm for use of roads. In order to achieve the interconnection between ideas and reality, that is, spells. If I say this, can the world understand them?"
It stood still at midnight, only the light in its eyes flashed continuously. After a while, it shook its tail again, and then used an emotional link to tell Feiqi a word, laying the foundation of Feiqi's entire magic system:
Chapter completed!