"I've been waiting for two of you for a long time... Uh... Please wait a little longer."

Not long after the gray-robed mage Rurske's eyes moved away from the letter, another owl with brown spots on his back flew in.

But the owl was not as casual as before. It fell on the table with a face first, and it fell on the table in a very embarrassing manner. A few feathers on its body fell off. After waving its wings a few times, it barely stood up on the table, and then put a letter in front of the gray-robed mage.

He picked up the old envelope. A large part of the letter was missing, and the handwriting seemed blurred. He could only vaguely see the title above "How to disperse the dead with healing as the main body inscription - The 12th issue of the Owl Pen Pals Association"

The gray-robed wizard Rurske felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at the letter and the elderly owl. He was one of the founders of his official Owl Pen Palm Club.

This pen pal is not of an official nature, and he doesn't even know who the members are. If he has any questions, he just needs to write his own questions on a piece of paper and then let the owl bring them to other pen pal members.

After several rounds and turns, when the letters returned to his hands again, he could always see many replies.

Of course, it is unreliable to use this method to obtain a truly academic reply, but he likes this free discussion method.

Everyone has no idea of ​​each other's identity, so they can have a truly equal dialogue and express their opinions.

But if you want to get a reply, it takes too long to wait, and it usually takes more than two months to get the questions you wrote before you can return to your fingers through the owl.

This is still a good situation. If you are not lucky, you may not get a reply for the rest of your life.

If he remembered correctly, this letter could be said to be one of the earliest letters, which once recorded the replies from magicians from all over Nolan, but has now become ruined and turned into a piece of waste paper.

In addition to sighing, he also had heartache.

"Let's go, old guy..."

The gray-robed mage untied a scarf tied to the feet of the old owl, allowing the elderly owl to officially retire.

It looked at him with its head tilted, and suddenly let out a chirping, as if it was a little reluctant.

The gray-robed mage rubbed the owl's feathers and carried it to the window. The owl waved its wings and left.

"Now I can finally work, sorry for keeping you waiting for a long time."

The gray-robed mage sorted out the items on the desk, and Qiao Xiu and Xili also sat at the desk.

"Are the letters brought by the owls just now random?"

But before registering the camera patent, Qiao Xiu was full of interest in the prototype of this magician forum.

"Of course it's random. They won't deliberately travel to and from any place. Are you interested in pen pals?"

The Gray Robe Mage is proud of the pen pal he founded. Through thousands of owls, nearly 10,000 casters in the city of Nolan have participated in academic discussions again and again, although this number is insignificant to Nolan's population base.

"No, I just think this cumbersome form of discussion can be slightly improved," said Qiao Xiu.

"improve?"

The Gray-robed Mage admits that it is really cumbersome to deliver letters through owls, but only in this way can the envelope be delivered to others. If it is a face-to-face discussion... then a low-level magician will not be qualified to speak at all.

"It's probably using this method."

Qiao Xiu waved his hand gently, and a white window appeared in front of Qiao Xiu, and this was the passage of the window.

After seeing this, the gray-robed mage widened his pupils and pushed the round-frame glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose.

In order to explain to him further, Qiao Xiu sent another message to Xili.

After receiving the message, Xili quietly moved the ping-pong interface from the chat window, and finally realized the interface of the chat window directly with magic.

"This...this...this..."

The gray-robed wizard Rurske couldn't speak at all when he saw this scene. In addition to the founder of the Owl Pen Palm Society, he also had the identity of the founder of the Patent Parliament. He had seen many amazing inventions over the years.

And Qiao Xiu's display seems a bit mediocre than those "magic machinery that can replace the carriage".

But as a fan of letter communication, a spellcaster who longs to discuss his ideas with more people to gain more knowledge, Rurske instantly understood the value of the white form in front of Joshu!

"If I spend a little time editing the gadgets with order inscriptions, I can get more people to participate in a discussion and... can perfectly save the data of the discussion."

The further explanation given by Qiao Xiu made the gray-robed mage so excited that he could hardly continue to sit in his seat.

"But the maximum communication distance is only about 200 meters at present, and messages sent beyond this distance cannot be received."

Qiao Xiu's words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on the gray-robed mage, which made his excitement disappear.

A distance of several hundred meters... Such a little distance is better than a face-to-face discussion.

"Is there any...is there any way to expand?" He asked Qiao Xiu with a hint of expectation.

"Of course, I need a server."

Qiao Xiu is currently using his own mental power as a network cable and his brain as a data terminal. If he wants to achieve ultra-long-distance communication, it is essential to build the Internet.

But Qiao Xiu could not find any "protocrystal stone" that could carry the amount of Internet data.

It is already the limit to engraving hundreds of inscriptions on a protocron stone, and the better ones are thousands or even tens of thousands.

But what is the concept of data on the Internet? The data on the Internet on Earth can be described as torrents. Although a forum server does not need to be that big, Qiao Xiu is not only satisfied with building a forum on the Internet.

A potato server like Yu Bi is definitely not good. Qiao Xiu must at least find a higher-end leek server.

"server?"

"Simply put, it is the 'protocrystal stone' that can store a large number of inscriptions."

The higher the quality of the protocronite, the price will increase geometrically. The protocronite that can only store a few inscriptions may only require one or two gold coins, and the protocronite that can store hundreds of protocronites will go up one hundred directly.

Of course, except for some of the original crystal stones that burn inscriptions that store powerful magic inscriptions, most of them are worthless.

“How large is it?”

The Gray Robe Mage has seen many high-quality protocrystal stones in her life, which can carry tens of thousands of inscriptions, or even hundreds of millions of inscriptions.

"Of course, if it is temporary, it is also possible to use a 100,000-based protocronite stone."

In fact, Qiao Xiu wanted to say that Zhao was from the unit, but after thinking about it, he lowered the requirements. Qiao Xiu remembered that the inscription that the third prince could engrave in the best quality original crystal stone was about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan.

"This is really an over-requisite."

The gray-robed mage pushed his glasses. If it was impossible to say that the level of 100,000 inscriptions could be engraved with roughly 100,000 inscriptions, the original crystal stones can basically become the basis of a large teleportation array of a big country. The value is of course self-evident.

"Is this the one you want to register a patent?"

"No, the other one I want to register."

The other party seemed to not want to continue talking about this topic anymore, and Qiao Xiu did not deliberately make things difficult for him. After all, the relationship between Qiao Xiu and the gray-robed mage was just a stranger he had never met.

When Qiao Xiu registered the camera patent and left the room, the gray-robed wizard knocked on the table and pondered for a while, finally picked up the quill and found a new piece of letter paper.

To: All members of the Owl Pen Pal

"On How to Get an Original Crystal with Nearly Infinite Quality"

———Written by the gray-clothed man Gersk.

After writing a paragraph, he rolled up the letter paper and walked to the window.

He knew how to get the original crystal stone of "infinite quality", and this letter was just to ask the other founders of the pen pals club.

A black owl waved his wings to the window, grabbed the letter with his claws and flew towards the tallest building in Nolan, a building called the Tower of the Sage.
Chapter completed!