The next day, when Huai Shi woke up from a continuous nightmare, the dog's hair slapped her mouth, and she didn't remember it for a long time.

Unexpectedly, he didn't even dream of the urging ghost coming to him to mourn.

It was like waking up from a long afternoon nap, with languidness and laziness. In the past few days, the body that had been seriously injured has also been recuperated and is quickly rejuvenating.

I just don't know why, I'm always holding back when I sleep.

Obviously, I only slept for a few hours, but it was like a long suffocation for 24 hours.

And in the room, Skeleton was still happily paddling the "Lord of the Flies" in his hand, just like a child playing PAD, trying out all kinds of messy functions.

Even learned voice control.

"Hello? Xiaobie, play some music!"

Lord of the Flies rolled his eyes on the cover: "No, thank you."

"Little friend, show the picture!"

"No, goodbye."

Skeleton didn't feel annoyed, but patiently said: "Student Xiaobie, let's talk about a storytelling!"

After being annoyed by this curious baby all night, Beelzebub was about to collapse, and he shouted angrily: "wdnmd, you are endless!"

Skeleton was taken aback, and immediately became curious: "What does wdnmd mean?"

"..." Beelzebub was silent for a while.

Feeling the condemning gaze of Huai Shi next to him, she felt more guilty, and coughed for a long time, "Uh... this... it's... it's the abbreviation for'I have to get the master'!"

After a flash of inspiration, he moved his little head and started talking nonsense: "Well...you want to listen to songs and storytelling, my body is relatively old, and it can't be put without tapes!"

"Oh!" The skull's voice suddenly came to a sudden, and then asked curiously: "What is the tape? Is the master tape its mother?"

"I fucking..."

Beelzebub's steel cover twitched for a long time, almost crushing his non-existent teeth.

Tears have already burst into tears.

My dignified Osiris' master control intelligence, how did it become a parenting robot? If it’s a kid, it’s a **** skeleton who doesn’t know anything...

All night, from the present to the border, from daily necessities to the Internet, to all kinds of nouns, he was about to be asked crazy by the skeletons.

Really treat yourself as an electronic dictionary!

Huai Shi glanced at him pityingly, and made a gesture: I've worked hard, go back and add one gigabit of broadband to you!

There is no way, alone in a foreign land, helpless, there is a rare local in this ghost place on Helios, even if he may be the master behind the trouble, but always unite.

Otherwise, you will be blind with both eyes and you don't know what it is.

After Skeleton finally finished the question, while he was cooking for the little white mouse fish balls, Huaishi finally found a gap for interruption.

Started to inquire about the news he wanted.

Bear the brunt, and most importantly, the rescue capsule.

"What's that?"

Skeleton rattled his head, "What did uncle give birth to? Are you talking about my cousin? I don't know..."

After spending a lot of energy, Huaishi finally explained clearly that the life-saving capsule is not his relative, it is the kind of thing that can whisper in space after being separated from Helios...

"Oh oh oh, you mean those big iron eggs, right?"

Skeleton suddenly realized that Huaishi's eyes lit up, and then she clapped her hands and shrugged: "Nothing! Nothing!"

"What the hell?" Before Huai Shi's eyes were lit, it was dark.

"It's all gone?!"

"Yeah." Skeleton nodded, "When I first woke up, I saw a lot of people huffing and huffing towards the bottom warehouse, crowded and squeezed into the bottom, but after they got in, they just flew in. It exploded... Don't tell me what rescue capsule it was, I thought it was a fully automatic cremator!"

God **** automatic cremation machine!

Hearing that the rescue capsule can be turned into a bomb, Huai Shi still doesn't understand, the group of refugees probably stepped on someone else's trap!

But the question is, what happened on Helios? What exactly does Grand Master Pubrius want to do?

Relying on this skeleton who asked three questions, I couldn't understand it at all!

His head is getting bald.

But soon after disappearing for a night, Tong Ji's phantom returned again, and words appeared in the book of fate.

"This is also alchemy, Huai Shi."

Huai Shi couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Can everything be alchemy? All things can be alchemy, you alchemy, he smelts silver, I smelt... iron, as long as you have the heart, everyone can become a great master, right!

"Otherwise, what do you think alchemy is?"

Tong Ji laughed, "That is the'last magic' left by the gods of the old age.

It is a ritual that is modeled after the authority of the gods. To put it simply, it is no different from jumping the gods. But it is different from Jumping God, because the object it uses is not in the real world, but in the abyss itself. "

"Huaishi, alchemy itself is a tool created by the gods to explore the mysteries of hell!"

It is the manifestation of the duality of calamity and miracle. For this reason, as long as the transformation of calamity and miracle is involved, it must belong to the alchemy system.

Even the stigmata are the crystallization of alchemy.

The sublimator detached himself from the sea of ​​silver and got his own soul. Isn't this an alchemy reaction?

Tong Ji said faintly: "Now, right in front of your eyes is a miracle melting pot that is rare in the entire realm. It is almost a great ceremony comparable to the Tower of Babylon."

What did Publius do?

Huai Shi reacted and immediately looked at the skeleton.

The look in his eyes became suspicious.

Isn't this guy acting me?

"Don't waste your time, Huai Shi."

Tong Ji patted her little wings, and said pityingly: "That's just the remains of the past. It's now considered Publius or something else.

What's more, have you ever noticed any malice in it?

Even if he gets a little bit of Publius's memory, it is just a newborn who has only been in this world for half a month... Could you please review it quickly, is it too gloomy in your heart? "

"...Isn't this what you led me to think about!" Huai Shi was angry, why the pot is his own again!

Also, what the **** is the great ritual and miracle furnace she said?

"It's Helios itself now." Tong Ji replied, "Do you remember the essence of alchemy?"

"If there is gain, there must be home?"

"Well, although it is not very correct, it is not far off. To some extent, this involves the basis for the existence of physics, and it is also a prerequisite for the establishment of alchemy.

And what has been triggered since then is the concept of ‘miracle conservation’. "

"The vast majority of alchemy processes bred fertile soil that represents chaos in a closed environment, and then extract the essence they need in various ways, and what is discarded is meaningless residue.

That is to say-if the meaningless residue is not removed, then it is impossible to create a real work. "

Huai Shi rolled her eyes.

Every time when Tong Ji sells her, she will talk a lot of nonsense that she knows. But immediately, he suddenly understood what Tong Ji meant.

There is no miracle born out of thin air.

Matter or energy may be infinite, but if you want a miracle, you must pay a price.

As the fresh air rises, the turbid air must fall, so that the sky and the earth can be formed.

'Ascension' and'falling' are equivalent, and they also follow the two sides of disaster and miracle.

If the initial value is 0, then the emergence of 1 must have the birth of ‘-1’ in order to maintain the balance of the total.

The difference is that advanced alchemists can use mysteries, methods, skills, and even experience to make the work itself more beneficial than its disadvantages.

If it is a crappy novice and a waste that will only mess up everything, I am afraid that it can only linger between the ratio of 0=0. The apprentices of the beginner's path have been able to extract a valuable essence from the ten abyss deposits, which is 1=10.

This is also one of the rigid standards of the Ishigama Society for the assessment of alchemists. Although the standards used in judging the results are complicated, it can always be converted into an intuitive result in the end.

However, the standard of this current realm is good. The uncomfortable point is that it was made by the dead gang of Golden Liming.

The group of solidified people who cast into the abyss were once rare in a century. They have a natural vision, and the assessment is not inaccurate, but the price of too vision is that they have never considered space for the incompetent.

The effort and talent needed for each higher level are almost equivalent to several times before.

It is not harsh.

In the assessment of the Ishigama Society, unless you can reach the realm of 4=7, you can get rid of the apprentice hat on your head and call it a true alchemist.

However, Huai Shi, a child with serious problems of partial discipline, barely broke through the threshold of 7=4 under the circumstances of the fire of alchemy, the hand of the forbidden, and the craftsmanship of the caster, and reached 8= On the side of 3, this still limits the scope to the scope of metal science, in his own soul armed.

Once he changed to another target, he would immediately catch his blind and be beaten back to his original form.

Maybe even the average level of 6=5 can't be reached.

It's no surprise that the other alchemists who boarded Helios didn't like him. How can a dog-hearted cheater compete with professionals from other disciplines?

As for the hard judgment standard of the Great Master, it is the threshold of 10=1.

And this is nothing but a virtual indication. At this level, the conversion ratio can no longer be measured by numbers. According to one's own strengths, the former can be almost infinitely large, or the latter can also be infinitely small.

For ordinary people, the limit is just a starting point for them.

Everyone has their own unique skills.

For example, the Great Master Mikhail is good at group alchemy and super large casting. With his own power and all power, the more people, the better. As long as there are more qualified alchemists, the bigger things will be created. , The manufacturing speed is faster.

Huai Shi doesn’t know much about Garland’s old Wang Ba, but he has heard that he is best at creating stigmata, but all the stigmata he creates are without exception a divine product that can make the sublimator even more powerful. ~lightnovelpub.net~ But when he arrived at Publius, Huaishi knew nothing except that he was good at cytology.

"Now, it seems that what he is good at is probably the aspect of miraculous imprinting, right? Origin quality is the budding soil of divine nature, and that great master is probably not an easy one."

Tong Ji sighed lightly: "Just look at everything in front of you to know."

Huai Shi finally understood what she meant.

Now in the boundless space, above Jupiter, the once authoritarian relic, the Solar Chariot Helios, has been turned into a super giant cauldron by Publius.

With the endless emptiness of vacuum as isolation, the inscription of the miracles of the ancient Greek gods as a miracle cauldron, after extracting the endless energy from it, an unprecedented mystery began.

And before their eyes, this weird world, completely deepened hell, is the residue extracted from the process of miracle smelting.

Not even the limit, the depth here is still decreasing at a terrifying speed.

The secret instrument is still running.

No results have been obtained yet!

So, at the cost of turning the whole Helios into hell, what exactly does he want?

Huai poems grow cold all over the body.

Recalling the gaze that made his scalp numb so far, he came to an unbelievable conclusion.

"Of course it's a god-making."

Tong Ji came up with the answer lightly: "Apart from Helios, where in the entire present realm is far away from the three major blockades, and at the same time enriched with divinity and the power of the gods of the past?"

Except here, there is no other place where he can achieve his goals.

——The gods who died in the past will be re-created!

In the silence, Huai Shi turned her head stiffly and looked at the silly skull beside her.

Dumbfounded.

So energetic!