On the first day of the Flower Moon, in the Alinge Branch of the Silver Moon Song Alliance.
Ulyssian was dressed as a battle mage, wearing an arcane badge with six silver stars, a magic badge with five black rings, and a badge inlaid with a silver-white crescent moon on his chest, and slowly walked into the hall.
"Good morning, Mr. Yurisian." Several mid-level arcanists coming down the stairs greeted Yurisian respectfully as soon as they saw him.
Although it is not uncommon for arcane levels to exceed magic levels after the influence factor comes out, high-level arcanists are still rare, and levels five to six seem to be obstacles that many people cannot overcome in their lives. Julian relied on the discovery of the phenomenon of spectral line splitting under a strong magnetic field four months ago and gave a theoretical explanation, confirming the prophecy of new alchemy, and finally had six silver stars.
When Ulyssian was not on a mission, he was always more easy-going, and said with a smile: "Good morning, are you also here to wait for today's "Arcane"?"
"Yes, the debate about Lord Oliver's transformation equations has been fierce all this time, and we can't wait to see the latest explanations, the latest applications, maybe which gentleman will prove it with experiments?" The leading mid-level arcanist, Bobby, is a burly man with slightly narrow eyes.
Ulysses laughed and said: "Me too, but I'm more worried about seeing the paper written by Evans on this one day."
As soon as these words came out, many arcanists in the hall suddenly fell silent, the name haunted them like a nightmare, and if he did not express his opinion on the transformation equation system for a day, they would not dare to believe too much in the papers of His Excellency Oliver and many gentlemen, and waiting and fear seemed to have become inertia.
After more than ten seconds, Bobby came back to his senses, and was about to answer Ulyssian's words, when he suddenly saw several magic apprentices in charge of reception taking out journals such as "Arcane" and "Magic" and placing them on the reception desk, so he changed his words and said: "Mr. Ulyssian, the paper is here, please come first."
Seeing Bobby lined up at the front of the reception desk, Yurisian shook his head and said jokingly: "According to the order, you can first check if there is any Evans' paper for everyone and remind everyone to pay attention."
He originally rejected Bobby's kindness tactfully and humorously, but as soon as the words were spoken, all the arcanists who had crowded over to buy the journal stopped in place.
Their eyes were focused on Bobby's face, as if agreeing with Yurisian's opinion, you first look through whether there is Lucian Evans' paper, and if so, which one?
Bobby, who didn't think so much, was stared at by so many eyes, and immediately remembered the "record" of "Headshot" and "Skull Crusher", and cold sweat quickly flowed out from his forehead, but the pressure on him from the arcanist behind him was so great that he still reached out and picked up a copy of "Arcane" after making a difficult choice.
Seeing that his joke seemed to be amplified in a specific environment, Yurisian took a step forward and prepared to stop Bobby, or "identify" it himself.
Suddenly, he heard Bobby blurt out: "There is Mr. Evans' paper!"
The voice was uncontrollably high-pitched, and a clear tremor could be felt, and all the previous whispers in the hall disappeared, as if frozen by time.
"What paper?" Yurisian asked subconsciously.
Bobby exhaled: "The electrodynamics of moving objects, mass-energy equations, sound like a study of the theory of motion of the electromagnetic system, not like a subversive achievement."
Relieved, curious, he looked directly at the first paper in the journal at the reception desk, the rest of the arcanists had their own thoughts, but they didn't interrupt him, their eyes condensed on his head, and Ulyssian fell into thought because the meaning of this topic was unclear.
After a while, Bobby's facial muscles began to twist, drops of sweat condensed on his forehead, sliding down his face, and then he stretched out his left hand and held his head, as if he was in extreme pain, his eyes were confused and confused.
The hall fell into an eerie silence again, Bobby suddenly muttered to himself and turned his head, and was shocked to find that all the arcanists around him, including Ulyssian, whether they were intermediate or low-level, were all far away from him, at least ten meters away in a straight line, and the area around him was empty, as if he had been swallowed by the devil.
"You?" Bobby asked very puzzled.
The arcanists all looked at him with strange eyes, and Ulyssian coughed and said, "We saw you in pain before, so we want to give you a quiet environment to calm down, what is this paper about?"
"Oh, are you worried that my cognition will collapse and my head will explode?" Bobby woke up and said with a smile: "How could it be? Mr. Evans' paper is based on two premises, and naturally derives Lord Oliver's system of transformation equations, without any subversive content."
Not to mention, Yurisian and the others took three steps back again: "What? Is it a paper about explaining Oliver's transformation?"
"Then why are you in so much pain and still holding your head?"
Bobby looked down at his feet embarrassedly: "I can quite understand the derivation of the formulas inside, but I am very confused about the descriptions of time, space, mass, and energy, and I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out, I can't wait to knock on my head to see if I can have some inspiration."
Huh, the exhalation sound at almost the same time merged into a breeze, it turned out that this guy couldn't understand it, thinking hard there, startling himself and others.
After knowing that it was the long-awaited "Evans Explanation" that he and others had been "looking forward to", the boulder in the hearts of the middle and low-level arcanists of the Silver Moon Song Alliance finally landed, but no one dared to go up and read it carefully.
After a while, thinking that Bobby was fine, Ulyssian plucked up the courage to walk to the reception desk and looked at Lucian's paper.
Time slowly passed, the expression on Yurisian's face became more and more solemn, his muscles were tense, he gritted his teeth, his smooth forehead was densely covered with cold sweat, his eyes were full of doubts and confusion, and he kept muttering to himself, as if he was constantly talking about space and time, mass and energy.
Moreover, the most strange thing was that there seemed to be an inexplicable change around him, as if the light had become a little brighter.
When Bobby saw Ulyssian's performance, he immediately understood their previous fears, the magic fluctuations were generated, the acceleration technique was superimposed, and they rushed into the crowd in three steps and two steps, and the arcanists clenched their fists one by one, staring at Ulyssian's head in horror.
I don't know how long it took, Ulyssian suddenly "screamed", and these tense arcanists immediately hurriedly retreated, and the hall was in chaos.
When they each hid further away and prepared to see a headless corpse, they found Ulyssian standing there in high spirits and smiling.
"Mr. Ulyssian, are you okay?" Bobby mustered up the courage to ask.
Yurisian laughed, his voice full of cheerful emotions: "Although this paper is not perfect enough, it gave me a great shock and solved some problems that have troubled me for a long time, so just now my understanding of the world is semi-substantial!"
With his already sufficient mental strength and control over magic, this means that he is about to become a six-ring magician.
"Really? Then congratulations in advance on becoming a high-level mage. But, Mr. Yurisian, why are you screaming? We thought your head was going to explode......" Bobby said frankly.
Yurisan laughed and said: "I'm very happy, so I want you to share my happiness."
Witnessing Ulyssian break through the biggest obstacle to the higher order, the mid-level arcanists in the hall, ignoring the condemnation of his pranks, rushed to the reception desk to buy the Arcane journal, hoping that they would have a similar "miracle" on them.
After a long time, only two or three of the dozens of intermediate arcanists fell into hard thought, as if they had gained a little and were a little dazed, the others were like Bobby, who could understand the derivation, but could not understand the specific meaning, and was confused.
Fortunately, Lucian spent a lot of effort at the back of the paper to describe that the previous motion system was a low-speed approximation of this theory, and gave many examples to stabilize them.
Even so, the foundation of what they have learned in the past has been shaken, and the fact that there are limitations still makes them more confused than ever.
At this time, a man with a hooked nose walked in, wearing the badge of a seventh-level arcanist and a seven-ring magician on his chest.
He saw the strange behavior of the allied arcanists, so he asked a few more questions.
Hearing the answer of the intermediate arcanist, he frowned, took the "Arcane" journal to read, read and read, and said in disgust: "Ridiculous! How can time and space be like this! It completely goes against observation and imagination! Lucian Evans' recent research on mathematical systems that are detached from reality has been confused?"
"And there are still many loopholes in it!"
As he spoke, he picked up the "Arcane" and walked upstairs, ready to refute it well.
"Mr. Alvaro, my ......" The intermediate arcanist who had his journal taken away finally gave up his efforts, because he knew very well that Mr. Alvaro was a senior arcanist in the force field system, and had unimaginable adherence to the three laws of the force field, the motion system, and the absolute view of space-time.
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Inside the Royal Magic Tower in Holm.
K watched the teacher in front of him keep chanting words such as "mass", "energy", "time", and "space", and a trace of fear rose in his heart for no reason, and his eyes condensed on the "Arcane" journal in his hand.
Suddenly, Larry's breathing became rapid, his fists clenched, and his eyes lit up and said, "If it is perfected, it will be a paper that can change the times!"
"Teacher?" K asked cautiously. He is already a fourth-level arcanist and a four-ring magician.
Larry's expression was covered by his plush yellow beard, and his voice was clearly joyful and smiled: "My cognitive world is semi-substantial."
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The thirteenth floor of the Alinge Magic Tower.
Lucian sat in the office of the Affairs Committee, waiting for Tang Pu to confirm whether any magician recognized the collapse of the world.
"Not yet." Tang Pu came in from outside, "Because you haven't given experimental improvements to the electromagnetic cyclotron, and after more than eight months of discussion, many arcanists should be mentally and knowledgeably prepared."
"But it is said that there are still three or four high-level magicians in the force field system who react more intensely."
Lucian said helplessly: "I hope they just recognize that the world is broken and solidified, or maybe they can really find the errors in the paper and put forward new perspectives."
Tang Pu didn't care much, and comforted: "Something good happened this time, today at least six five-ring mages have understood the world semi-substantively because of your paper, four are from the electromagnetic and light and dark factions, there is the Ulyssian you know, two are elemental mages, and one of them is Larry. At least in the short term, the good impact of your paper will outweigh the bad effects, not to mention the long-term effects."
"I have only heard of such scenes in "Mathematical Principles of Magic Philosophy" and Brooke's equations, of course, on a larger scale, and even the cognitive world is substantial on the spot."
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(End of this chapter)