Magic Tower Starry Sky

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The worst situation didn't happen. Before Hakim relied on the props in his hand to launch an unknown attack, he was caught by a white spiderweb-like object. And it was firmly fixed in mid-air, except for the mouth that was still cursing, the whole person could not move.

A young girl came down the stairs. Holding the same magic item as Hakim in her hand, she trapped the mad male apprentice first. Hakim caught sight of someone coming out of the corner of his eye, and shouted angrily, "Zarai, put me down! I'm going to kill them."

The female apprentice asked coldly: "Why do you do this?"

"I hold the power of life and death, what's wrong with killing an old man and bastard!"

"The power of life and death belongs to the tower master, that is, the teacher, and has nothing to do with you." The female apprentice said equally coldly.

"I mean what the teacher thinks, he won't object to what I'm going to do. So you put me down quickly."

Zarai shook his head and said, "This is the teacher's order, and I have no right to disobey it."

"You lowly woman who was born as a whore. I promise not to kill you, but you'd better find a way to find a concubine who is powerful enough to be the priest of life, and he has enough ability to heal the wounds all over your body..."

The black light flashed up and down, and the silence technique tyrannically deprived Hakim of the right to speak. He stared at his bloodshot eyeballs, but he couldn't even make a sound of 'woo woo'. And this silence technique was not performed by anyone present, so it could only be the tower master who was not present, Saint Miladydis of France.

This also shows one thing, that is, the tower owner can observe the situation in the magic tower in some way. At least he could see what was going on here.

Compared with the proud figure, the two silver fringe lines on the chest attracted Lin's attention even more. The female magic apprentice stepped out of the stairway and said, "Please, two guests. The teacher has been waiting for you for a long time."

Following closely behind the great magician Kabanbai, passing the young apprentice who only had the ability to stare, Lin looked at the swaying back of the young woman walking obliquely in front, and couldn't help asking: "Can I ask you something? What did I do to offend that young man? Well, the name is Hakim, isn't it?"

Zarai replied coldly: "Your Excellency Brave (Demoted), one of his good friends has gone crazy, what do you think?"

Hmm, it looks like this is the cauldron of that lich. It’s impossible not to memorize it, because that incident is typical of getting darker and darker, and it’s useless to explain it. Helpless~

Because what was mentioned was not something very glorious, so the atmosphere was instantly cold. When he went up to the fifth floor and walked out of the stairwell, Lin was shocked by the big hand and couldn't speak.

The entire space on the fifth floor seemed to be enveloped in the silver liquid formed by the energy pool. Including all furnishings, tables, chairs, cabinets and other furniture, it seems to be coated with a flowing silver film. In other words, everything here is imitated by the liquid in the energy pool. Except for the real people walking inside, there are few common items to be seen.

"What's the matter, Your Excellency Tripwood?" Miladydis, the saint of law who had met once, wanted to ease the original conflict, so he stood up and greeted the two. But when he saw someone frozen in place, he couldn't help asking. At the same time, the two people who were walking in front also stopped, turned around, and looked suspiciously at someone who had stopped.

I wanted to talk back. But looking in the direction of the old man who spoke, Lin saw a little girl in her early two years old, sitting on a small table, with two fat legs dangling back and forth.

The girl doll seemed to find herself being seen. Immediately, he climbed off the small table with hands and feet, and staggered towards someone. Especially when she walked past the female apprentice and the great magician Kabanbai, those two seemed to have not seen them, and they never paid attention to their feet.

This is... saw a ghost?

Closing his eyes, Lin corrected his vision, analyzed the phantom magic that existed on the fifth floor, and reconstructed it in his vision. When I opened my eyes again, the scene on the fifth floor returned to the warm appearance that can be seen in ordinary families.

Including a fireplace without a fire, simple and elegant tables and chairs, and rows of bookcases filled with hardcover books of all sizes. And there is a set of exquisite tea sets on the table.

The little girl who was walking towards him disappeared. For such a result, Lin felt relieved.

"It seems that you can see the real appearance of this floor." Milediades said so. But apart from him and someone, the other two were only puzzled. What is "the real appearance of this floor"? The two looked around, wanting to see what was unusual here. Especially Zarai, this is the place where she lives, but she never thought that everything in front of her eyes hides another secret.

But someone who was pointed out laughed a few times. Stepping forward quickly, he walked to the side of the great magician Kabanbai, one step back.

At this moment, Fa Sheng bowed his head first, and said: "Sorry, my student seems to have offended you two because of his personal affairs. I apologize to you two on his behalf."

The two of them returned a salute neither humble nor overbearing, which was considered to have exposed the matter. Insisting on further investigation will only annoy this bowed Dharma Saint. A group of people came to a corner of the fifth floor, which was arranged like a small salon, and everyone sat in the comfortable soft plush chairs. The female apprentice made coffee on the spot behind the bar.

Miller Diades said: "I remember that the coffee drink was created by His Excellency Tripwood. Please also comment on my student to see how her craft is."

"It's easy to say." Lin replied simply. In Midi, if you are too polite or humble, you will only be looked down upon. What's more serious, people will think that they don't respect each other, so they lie to deal with it. So at this time, how to say some nonsense nonsense has become a science. But it can be summed up in eight words: say more and make more mistakes, speak less and make fewer mistakes. As for not talking about it, that would offend people, so I have to say it.

But after all, the masters are not like nobles. They chat and fart aimlessly, which can be said to last three days and three nights. If the three gossips didn't get into the topic, they were considered to have a deep friendship, so they would chat a few more words. But the friendship between the two sides is not that deep, and Fasheng naturally has his own affairs waiting to be busy, so he glanced at the wooden box that someone brought up all the way, and asked, "Is this a mathematical journal?"

"Yes." Lin opened the wooden box, took out ten thin books, turned around respectfully, facing each other, and placed them on the table. I didn't take a book and pass it to the other party to avoid the embarrassment of things freezing in the air when the other party didn't intend to pick it up. Anyway, put it on the table, if the other party is interested, they will naturally pick it up and watch it.

However, for Midi, the first journal that opened up the world, Miladydes couldn't hide his curiosity, so he picked up a copy and flipped through it. In addition to the content, he is also interested in related rumors. Like that printing machine.

He has already known the mathematical content in the journal. When it comes to his status, as long as he expresses a little interest, others will naturally do it for him. Even if he himself expresses his interest in front of Lin, someone will not be so stubborn that he has to come to class to see the content of the lecture. Of course, when sending it out, one more sentence is for personal reference only, and it is inevitable not to spread it.

And those contents that are not mentioned in the lectures are just an addition to the Dharma saints who already have a mathematical foundation. Because Lin just put some different proof methods for the same problem. Especially the Pythagorean theorem, this thing is on the earth, it is recognized as the theorem with the most proofs. Just think of something to fill in the layout, for a certain traveler, it will not be a big problem.

After flipping through a few pages like this, Miladydes realized one thing. Leaving aside the quality of the paper, the quality of the text in this book is definitely not something that can be printed by the printing technique he knows.

With Midi's original printing technique, the printed characters always have some shades, or smudged rough edges, which are obviously different from handwritten characters. But the text on this book does not have those flaws. Not only has a quite neat brushstrokes, but also the handwriting is quite beautiful.

Could it be that a scribe was specially asked to write carefully because it was a book dedicated to a large library? The most difficult thing for the scribe was that the same letter could be written exactly the same.

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Turn over one page of the periodical in his hand and lay it flat~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Miller Diades picked up the second one, opened it until the same page lay flat beside it; then came the third and fourth. After opening four periodicals in one go, Fa Sheng stopped reading. Because he can see that the handwriting, size, strokes, etc. on the same page of these four periodicals are exactly the same.

Was it copied by the same person?

But this is also impossible. Because even the same person will have slightly different handwriting due to different times, different environments and different situations. Of course, the characteristics of the text will not change, but it is impossible to write with the same line height, the same indentation, and the spacing between each letter is exactly the same.

Miladydes even rubbed the writing with his fingers, and sniffed the book to his nose. All kinds of inspection methods have been used, and the only thing left is to tear off a corner of the page and stuff it into his mouth to taste. This is because some kind of paper from which the magic pages are made is edible, and it just doesn't taste very good. But he didn't know if the thing in front of him could be imported, so he wouldn't stuff it into his mouth without understanding it.

"This, is it really printed?" Saint Miladydis asked cautiously.

Great magician Kabanbai and Lin Ze grinned at the same time, and said, "Yes, it is printed."

"This is really... unimaginable." He picked up another journal and flipped through it. This time, Fa Sheng didn't care about the content, but the quality of the book. The more detailed the product, the more appreciated it is. Then the next sentence is to ask: "Can this print a magic scroll?"

Someone who was asked this question again responded with a helpless smile. "Unfortunately, my lord, the printing machine cannot print magic scrolls."

In fact, no matter whether it is the Dharma Saint in front of you or the great magician Kabanbai, when they first saw the printed product, they asked the magic scroll in the first sentence, and someone can understand the thinking behind it.