"Do you know the specific working principle of the promotion ceremony?"
In Bailey's office, Boluogo sat aside like a student, listening to Bailey's painstaking teachings.
"Know a rough idea."
Boluogo recalled it and responded.
The promotion ceremony is extremely complicated. Even if Bologg read the "Golden Discourse", it was only briefly explained, just like a popular science book.
"Alright alright……"
Bailey knew that Boluogo would say this. To be precise, every Sublimation Master who performed the promotion ceremony would give this reply.
Picking up a document prepared in advance, Bailey handed it to Boluogo, "This is the promotion ceremony I designed according to your design. You can take a brief look at it."
Boluogo opened the file, and the dense text came into view. The huge amount of information overwhelmed his cognition in an instant.
"The essence of the promotion ceremony is to strengthen the soul of the condenser and increase its 'capacity', so that it can carry a more complex alchemical matrix, just like the cornerstone of development, so that the seeds can take root and sprout and turn into immature
Branch buds.”
The soul is the land that carries power, and power itself is a seed of growth. Boluogo knows this. These alchemists like to use big trees to symbolize the alchemical matrix.
While listening to Bailey's words, Boluogo looked at the document in his hand, which marked extremely precious alchemy materials. If there was no Bureau of Order to pay for it, Boluogo would have to spend a lot of money just to collect these alchemy materials.
long time.
"But the risks of the promotion ceremony are also here. Any changes to the soul are accompanied by great dangers, not to mention that everyone's soul itself is constant."
Bailey's voice became stern, full of warning.
"Just like human growth, excessive growth will cause wrinkled growth lines to appear on the skin, and the same is true for the soul. Excessive growth will make the grown soul full of cracks.
Just like after the implantation ceremony, the soul needs to enter a stable period, after the promotion ceremony, the promoted person needs a long time to allow the soul to heal and grow, to close the cracks and return the soul to a perfect state."
Bologg nodded gently, his mood was quite relaxed. As an immortal, even if the probability of success was extremely small, as long as he tried enough, Bologg would eventually succeed.
"As a debtor, your soul is inherently broken. If you want your soul to grow to a level that is sufficient for the alchemical matrix to continue to grow, your soul needs to grow much more than an ordinary person. For this reason, the risks are also high.
It increases with the increase of the multiple.”
If the soul is digitized, the basic value of the soul under normal conditions is ten. To be promoted to a believer, the soul only needs to be increased from ten to fifteen. However, Bologo's soul is incomplete. Assuming that his soul value is five, then he
It is necessary to increase the value by ten values to catch up with the normal ritual promotion.
Bailey looked at Boluogo seriously, but Boluogo didn't seem nervous at all, but thought of other things.
"Is this why, the more powerful the Sublime Ones, the more valuable their souls are?"
"What?"
Bailey was stopped by Bologg's question, and then she found that Bologg didn't listen to her at all and had been immersed in his own thoughts.
"When we were first born into this world, everyone's soul was constant. In the eyes of the devil, regardless of the bad taste between the devils, our values should be the same. But as we embark on the path to transcendence, we will continue to change.
As the earth strengthens our souls, in the eyes of the devil, we should also increase...?"
Boluogo said tentatively.
"What do you want to express?" Bailey asked.
"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of it, you continue..."
Boluogo crossed his legs, put his hands on his thighs, and propped up his chin, looking thoughtful.
For some reason, Boluogo always had a strange feeling... He recalled the memory of his "previous life", a past that was as blurry and ethereal as hallucinations, a normalized world dominated by absolute rationality and technology.
Affected by that void memory, sometimes Boluogo always has an unreal feeling about the world in front of him, as if it is not real and the real reality is covered by some hazy veil.
Just like TEDA's research... maybe ether does not exist in this world, but under some unknown opportunity, ether was born, and as time goes by, it continues to fill the world.
Boluogo's thoughts were interrupted by Bailey, who knocked Boluogo on the head hard to get him to concentrate.
"Be careful, don't think that just because you are immortal, everything is safe." Bailie warned Boluogo, "You must have experienced that feeling when you went through the three trials, right?"
"You mean 'lost'?"
Recalling that hazy feeling, Boluogo couldn't help but tremble. This was due to instinctive fear, fear of the unknown and mysterious power.
"Be careful. Do you think it's easy to grow your soul? You are a Sublime, a Sublime who was born from the secret source. You may experience being 'lost' again, or even face the secret source directly."
When mentioning this, Bailey's eyes flashed with excitement. For these fanatical alchemists, the secret source is the ultimate ideal for them.
"Confront...the secret source?"
"There is currently no direct evidence to prove this, but according to the reports of the promotion ceremony, many people said that they seemed to be close to the secret source, and even caught a glimpse of it."
Baili paused and continued, "This is not impossible. When the Sublimation Master is promoted, he is sublimating his mortal self. With every noble climb, we are constantly getting closer to the secret source."
"The secret source is like a storm sweeping across a world beyond our cognition. If we can withstand the roaring waves, we will eventually glimpse the core of the eye of the storm, the peaceful place."
Borogo asked abruptly, "What do you think is in that peaceful place in the eye of the storm?"
"Hmm...the answer."
Bailey thought for a moment and gave this answer.
"what is the answer?"
"Answers to all mysteries."
The two looked at each other and did not continue chatting, but they both understood what the other was thinking.
Answers to all mysteries.
"Senior sister! Something went wrong!"
When the atmosphere was silent and depressing, Aimu pushed open the door suddenly, as if opening a water valve, letting the cold water that engulfed the two of them pour out.
Bailey breathed a sigh of relief. She hated the depressing feeling just now. At the same time, she also realized that this guy Boluogo was really self-centered. He clung to the pace of the conversation and couldn't help but drag people into the whirlpool.
"What's wrong?"
Bailey rubbed her head. When she was talking to Bologg, Aimu was sent to deal with the schedule. In a few days, the alchemy materials needed for Bologg's promotion ceremony will be ready. The next step is to select
What a good day.
"Um……"
Aimu glanced at the notice in her hand. It was marked with an unfamiliar department, which she had seen for the first time.
"The Scholars Hall sent a notice that they want to participate in Boluo Ge's promotion ceremony."
Bailey was stunned for a while, and then her expression started to lose control.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
Burlogo saw Bailey getting irritable. She was biting her nails, stamping her feet on the spot, and muttering some treacherous words.
"I finally managed to survive an old guy to death, but then a bunch of old guys showed up again?"
"This time they are participating in the promotion ceremony. What are they going to do next? Are they going to preside over the normal operation of the sublimation furnace core?"
"These old immortals don't have good intentions. They are really here to seize power, right?"
There was a slight change in the way Boluogo looked at Bailey. Logically speaking, as the minister of the sublimation furnace core, shouldn't Bailey lead all the alchemists to study the secret source? Why did her style of painting become a power grab?
Woolen cloth?
"Or do you mean...from the decision-making room?"
Bailey suddenly looked up, as if she had woken up.
"Is the decision-making room prepared to punish me for embezzling public funds in this way?"
Boluogo felt that he heard something he shouldn't have heard, and then Bailey looked at him.
"Damn Lebius!"
"Stop it! If you have a grudge, why don't you go to my team leader?"
"Damn Special Operations Group!"
Baili burst into tears and became angry. The special operations team not only took away her little junior sister, but now they also wanted to take away her little power.
