"Pop!"

Yi Lin, Molly, Mo Rendi, and Ling Yiyi penetrated the membrane one after another and disappeared in front of others.

So magical?

Everything that happened in the station was beyond imagination.

The others looked at each other and looked at each other. Just as they were about to learn from Yi Lin and others, they were about to penetrate the membrane. Li Erpang, who was the first to be fat, was bounced back by the membrane.

"First of all, based on my personal experience, I will briefly explain the principles of alchemy to the boss."

Xing Fei's tone changed and his tone became professional instantly.

It seems to be saying.

No one knows alchemy better than him.

"To put it bluntly, alchemy that was popular in Europe in ancient times is actually a kind of science, and there is no mysterious power."

"Of course, some ancient alchemy books passed down also have certain reference value."

"And the alchemy I learned in a certain world is a kind of 'reinforcement'. In that world, there is a supreme existence called 'truth'. Only 'truth' can only slap your palms and release alchemy. Otherwise, if you have not been beaten and intoxicated in that world, you can only blow the flask and play with the alcohol lamp in the real world."

As Xing Fei spoke, he seemed a little inflated and his tone began to show off.

Um?

But Yi Lin noticed the grammatical problem in Xing Fei's words.

Is the flask... used for blowing?

How to blow it?

Xing Fei did not notice the problem in his words and continued to say:

"The identity of the apostle is equivalent to a medium, a medium that connects the real world with the 'that world', allowing me to feel the 'truth' in the real world. Not long ago, I conducted an experiment to make an ordinary person draw a formation in the alchemy method, refine it into a formula, analyze material elements, and perfectly follow the principle of equivalent exchange..."

"But in the end there was no reaction."

"So I personally came to the conclusion that certain types of reinforcement require the blessing of a certain 'power of the world'. Without the identity of an apostle as a medium, there is no way to perform this kind of reinforcement. Of course, maybe there is a method, but I haven't found it for the time being."

Yi Lin understood Xing Fei's meaning, and after thinking for a while, he learned from it and said, "You mean, in this way, the person who summoned creatures from another world must be an apostle?"

"It should be almost the same as the tenth, otherwise it would be too weird. Let's talk about this incident. I checked some information. The black witchcraft that was popular in the Middle Ages was said to be similar to the magic in novels, but the steps were more complicated. They also used some mediums, such as the corpses of animals and insects, human organs, incense, medicine, and then completed the ritual in a complex way to show various abilities."

"Of course, I have never seen these in reality, they are all legends. Whether there are exaggerations or not, it is hard to say. However, according to the scene you described, if those hundreds of people voluntarily sacrifice their lives and summon creatures from other worlds, I have some idea."

Xing Fei took a sip of water and moistened his throat. While flipping through the book, he said: "It is said that there is a black witchcraft ritual of 'summoning the Demon King', which is similar to what you are talking about. However, some experts have studied this history and said that the reason why those wizards were able to summon the Demon King was because of the hallucination that occurred when they took a large number of hallucinating drugs."

"Expert...hehe."

Yi Lin smiled and said nothing.

"Well, after using science to explain these mysteries, everything became ordinary. The video a few days ago probably slapped a lot of people in the face. Actually, I think that summoning that big guy with the call of life of hundreds of people is somewhat similar to the basic rules of alchemy, "equivalent exchange" and exchanging "biology" of the same quality with life."

"But I'm very curious about how human life measures value? Everyone's value should not be quantified, right? Age, weight, wealth, gender? In short, I think it's quite strange and difficult to fully explain. This goes beyond my knowledge field. I think you may have found the wrong person."

Can't quantify?

No.

Yi Lin frowned.

Actually, it's OK.

He suddenly remembered the "chaotic value" he obtained every time he killed someone.

Isn’t this the embodiment of quantifying “life”?

In the eyes of "Tao", life can be quantified, weighed, or even recycled.

Yi Lin closed her eyes.

He recalled the scene again.

After all the sacrificers committed suicide, they gathered in them, like fine sand, blue streaming light...

After Chimera appeared, the blue light that once lingers around her...

What kind of channel did it travel through and reach this world from its world?

When it appears, its body is rotten. Is it related to the blue light?

While Yi Lin was thinking, Xing Fei said to himself: "However, although I can't give you the conclusion, I personally have a guess."

"Hmm? Please say."

"Those complex and complicated rituals, whether the size of the venue, the mantras recited, the number of sacrificers, etc., may be equivalent to playing a 'coordinate' role, accurately positioning a certain life in a certain world. This may be the true meaning of these rituals."

"If you think about it according to the alchemy idea, are these tedious steps, materials, and spells also similar to some kind of 'formula'? Through different matching combinations, like codons, the corresponding 'monster' is summoned."

coordinate?

formula?

Codon?

Yi Lin's eyes narrowed: "Will this kind of ritual be related to the specific number of sacrificers or even the time when the ritual is started?"

"There must be some. These black witchcrafts are the most important thing about the right time, place, and people. The time of opening the ritual must be accurate to a certain day, a certain hour, or even a certain minute. Even their position on the summoning array is also given. These are all said in the book. I think they were so particular at that time, and there should be some reason."

Yi Lin thought to himself when she heard this.

But he didn't say anything more.

After all, Xing Fei has nothing to do with this matter, and there is no need to let him get too involved.

Irin has learned almost everything she should know.

When preparing to end the call.

Xing Fei suddenly remembered something and added: "By the way, there is another thing, about the fragrance you smelled in the ritual. Not only medieval Europe, but there are similar records in ancient Chinese alchemy, but only a few words have been passed down, not many."

"For example?"

"In ancient times, it was said that there was a powder refined with 'blue grass' as the main raw material. After igniting it, it would emit a mysterious fragrance. It is said that after someone absorbed this fragrance, it would have the effect of 'traveling back to the present, wandering in Taixu, and forgetting oneself'. At that time, I thought this group of people were taking drugs, but after hearing what you said, I don't know if it has anything to do with this matter."

"This is somewhat consistent with what you said that the group of people were in a state of being crazy at that time."

Go back to the present, wandering in Taixu, and forgetting yourself completely?

Is the next sentence transcendent from the world?

So fantasy?

Xing Fei finally ended the call in a panic.

He promised confidently that unless he died, no sentence would be revealed today, even if it was a punctuation mark.

Xing Fei was afraid that Yi Lin would come to the door.

In fact, Yi Lin thought about it carefully, but he didn't say any secrets that must be silenced to hide.

But since Xing Fei was so puzzled, Yi Lin could only let him go.

From Xing Fei's side, Yi Lin didn't get a definite answer to this matter.

But it also expanded Yi Lin's ideas a lot.

After chatting with Xing Fei, Yi Lin saw that the spiritual energy value had almost been consumed, so she put away the mother and daughter of Bai Xiaoyi and Nie Hongxiu, who were excited to watch TV, and prepared to go to bed.

Emperor Wang Tian widened his eyes, breathed rapidly, and even pressed the remote control under his butt, as if he would be anxious if he dared to turn off the TV.

Yi Lin could only let this stupid dog stay up late to watch "Animal World" and sleep alone.

No words all night.

The next day.

It's noon at sunset.

Yi Lin slept until she woke up naturally.

I feel like I haven't slept in such a comfortable bed for a long time.

Master Ma’s small dormitory was extremely aggrieved. If it weren’t for the situation, Yi Lin wouldn’t go to bed again if he hadn’t been beaten to death.

After waking up, Yi Lin wandered around the lab bored.

Unexpectedly, in one of the laboratories, Yi Lin discovered Pan Zhengyi's figure.

Many young researchers are circling around Pan Zhengyi.

Old Pan was actually wearing a costume that was obviously a "expert" and lay on the bed, laughing.

This guy seems to have dark circles deeper.

How long has it been since I closed my eyes?

Yi Lin was curious and observed for a while, and found that the group of researchers were actually doing research with Lao Pan.

"What is Lao Pan who can study?"

Yi Lin slowly raised a question mark.
To be continued...