Whenever someone asks, "Hey, Salomon! How much magic do you know now?", the secret wizard, as the party, always shakes his head like a pigeon in the square looking for sandwich crusts thrown by tourists, trying to be vague about this question. But when someone asks, he always takes out some data and tables, just like a poor lawyer who specializes in slipping lawsuits, to cover up his attainments in various magic.

The reason he did this was because he didn't want people to know what kind of taboo magic he had dabbled in now. It was a complete black magic, much more terrifying than the black magic learned by Monal, a monster old man in the bar without a door.

Not only did it involve cursed magic such as insects, saliva, hair and blood, but even the supreme mage was carefully covering up the evilness of those magic for him. Many of them were practiced in the biological laboratory of the Immortal City.

Nowadays, he rarely lets others see the silver key, because as he deepens his research, he feels the power of this key is dark and terrifying. As the source of knowledge and as the gate to the ultimate abyss of another universe, the analysis of this silver key is completed by Salomon alone.

Another crazy one in the laboratory on Christmas day, fortunately, the artificial people kept the riots to a very small extent and did not expand the impact of corruption and depravity. Every piece of paper, every word and symbol in the dormitory of the crazy researcher had to be rigorously reviewed before it could be sent to others for reference. At first, Maya Hansen protested against Salomon's harsh behavior, and then she saw ordinary people witness the consequences of blasphemy symbols with their own eyes.

She understood that no matter whether it was the abolitionist, environmental supporter, refugee sympathizer, vegetarian or small animal protection association, no matter what values ​​this person had before this, he was no longer an individual after falling into madness. It was some kind of beast that drooled and could only bite everywhere, even a syllable or a look, which could lead to the spread of the most filthy and profound power.

In front of the most terrifying scene in the universe, human nature is a redundant thing.

Staying rational and being rational is the best way to avoid madness, which is why Salomon asked every researcher to be fully isolated. Their voices can no longer be directly transmitted to the other person's ears, but through headphones engraved with Lun runes. They cannot breathe in a sterile laboratory, and the source of air in their lungs is the outside world filled with magical oxygen cylinders.

Those spells can be said to be the top knowledge in necromancers, usually led by Salomon, and then handed over to the Sora Red Lindruid Order and the scientists under Maya Hansen to share some detailed division tasks. Except for Salomon, no one knows the full picture of the genetic alchemy technology summarized through those experiments, and even Maya Hansen only knows the part of science.

So when Wanda tried to ask Salomon to learn some of the necromancers to summon his parents' souls, the secret wizard refused without hesitation.

When others learn the necromancer, even if they go wrong, there will be a process whereby the mind is slowly eroded by negative energy, or the body is corrupted by chaotic positive energy, and the body is twisted by the body and mind. If Wanda directly learns this knowledge, with the similarity between the Great Demon Shadow and another cosmic god, Wanda falls into madness as if he doesn't wear a seat belt while riding on a roller coaster, and then falls from a high altitude when he reaches the highest point.

This is almost 100% happening. If that happens, Salomon feels that he might have to kill her first.

Salomon never let her see the silver key she hid in her clothes. He believed that as long as the pattern on the silver key was seen by Wanda Maximov with his own eyes, she would likely fall into darkness. Instead of asking Wanda where the idea of ​​learning this magic came from, he cast a spell on her and then took the girl to Mars to watch the space probe crashing into the atmosphere.

While watching the refractory-encapsulated probe burning over Mars, he talked about European art history in a joke. Salomon took her to say hello to the American Mars rover, and then walked with her on the red land of Mars, strolling under the Mars sandstorm and deep space.

He tried to talk to Wanda about interesting things about his experiences on Earth and aliens, even though some jokes were not so easy to understand. But when he showed off his cat to Wanda, Wanda's mood improved a lot. The fluffy little guy and this novel scene finally diverted Wanda's attention, making her temporarily forget the grievances of wanting to learn necromancer and being rejected by Salomon. Even her anger at the time of being forced to finish the math test disappeared with the shocked Mars rover.

She subconsciously patted the head of the Mars rover passing by. After accidentally slapped off the solar panel, she hurried back to Salomon, as if nothing had happened just now.

"How did you know something would fall from it today?" she asked.

"Because this thing was launched by me, this is the first Mars rover." Salomon sighed. November was the window period for launching the probe, but at that time, the Mars prospecting car in Wakanda had not been built yet. He had to open a portal after launching the rocket to shorten the arrival time - simply put, he opened a door in the outer space of Mars, and then threw the probe over with a short-range rocket. Combined with the data detected by other countries from Mars, he selected the mining address.

"I said, I'm probably a rich man." He pointed to the American Mars rover, which looks like it's technologically advanced than the other side, which is not a big guy of the same level. "My money is spent on it. There are many materials here that are not easy to buy, and they are resources monopolized by major powers. However, there are still nuclear reactors, which can run itself for about a hundred years and then die from the melting of the reactor core."

"What do you want to do?" Wanda showed no discomfort under the protection of magic. She asked curiously, "What's the point of doing this?"

"In the future, this will be my factory, which will fully automated the production of armed equipment and vehicles." Salomon said, pointing to the large pliers that stick out from the prospecting car, "Its first mission is to kill those Mars rovers that may discover its actions. The technical value of those rovers is not on it, but on satellites that receive information, so there is nothing to be a pity."

"I've always wanted to ask you a question, Salomon." Wanda kicked the priceless Martian soil under Earth. "Why didn't you take Pitro and me out of there? What's your purpose?"

"I have many goals, girl." Salomon said slowly, "I don't mind doing you a little favor while achieving your goals. You also know that there is a subject of prophecy in magic. Although you haven't learned it yet, I can tell you that prophecy can see many things, including your goals and revenge. You just need to stay there and wait for opportunities, and you can achieve your goals. There is another reason, that is, humans need to be alert, trial and error, and to realize how dangerous this planet is. The civilization that has not yet conquered the land under your feet is quite low-level, and our enemies are very powerful. It doesn't matter if you don't understand what I say now, but you will understand after the incident."

“You always like to say riddles.”
Chapter completed!