The development of modern spells obviously focuses on how to cast spells quickly and conveniently.
Popularity, convenience, stability, and speed.
The magic wand system also came into being.
Just like what Omo once said in the class group - the spell macro constructed based on the spell sequence entered in advance has become a popular mainstream based on the improvement of magic wand technology.
Different needs in different situations create a large number of sufficiently diverse combinations.
And studying and simulating different scenarios to compare spell macros can even be used as a livelihood occupation, and there are lazy people who are willing to spend money on it.
This is the spring of the theory department.
It’s just that this spring does not belong to Bize. Bize belongs to the lazy people who spend money on it. For a newcomer who seriously lacks the foundation of magic, the entry-level magic staff system is just right, especially with the simple After AI, you can also be half a teacher, giving you some prenatal education knowledge from time to time.
A sufficiently powerful AI can even intelligently combine your saved spell macros, allowing you to use your spells to perfection while still feeling just AAAAAAA.
A is all it takes, no other operations are needed, the AI is essentially doing it for you.
But this is not the point. The point is that since Bize's situation is all "is", there is obviously a turning point.
That was the club he joined.
The Yuaneng Exchange Club has always been quite popular. Most of the people who can open it have special skills. The unique macro system is also spread internally, which can help Bize save a lot of money.
And after leaving this stall, it’s not just money that can be saved.
Omo was naturally impressed by the practice sites he compiled. The reason why "Nofi Source Energy Club" was listed in Bize's adventure list was not only its own research field, but also because of its big data survey in Omo Nakamoto already has hidden personnel risks——
——The so-called revelations, comments on forums, blogs, Chagua, and even Brother Understanding directly under the propaganda board... all point directly to the conflicts between the minister and his relatives and friends.
The fact that the situation has reached this level is not far from "large-scale personnel changes".
Homais's description of this place is a matter of factionalism.
The factional fighting in academic exchanges is not a problem for Xiao Xiami. It is more difficult to the extent that killing people is required, but he still uses the alarm plan he ordered Bize to use.
From this point of view, Bize's luck is quite special.
Of course, what is more special is himself.
Being stared at by a potential murderer should have made him panic all day long, but he seemed to lack a sense of reality. He was just enjoying the magic macros along the way, and didn't even think much about his weak magic base.
In other words, it is very G (referring to the magic level).
The upper limit of an ordinary person's magic level is G+. After casting five or six small spells, it feels like the body is being hollowed out, and if it is squeezed again, the vitality will be consumed.
And Bize is a decent G.
Until it proliferates, it can't even challenge it.
Let's wait for him to ask questions later... On normal days, Omer might have taken the initiative to popularize the methods to improve the basics of magic power, but at that time he was following the follow-up reports of Nofi Yuaneng Club.
There is always a hidden danger if it is not resolved. Although the other party has escaped to a foreign land, it happens that he will go to a foreign land tomorrow.
Join David and his recurring conversation partner Rebecca.
[Confirm for me the information about the wanted criminal,]
After giving this instruction to Morrison, who had been pretending to be dead before, Omer told Bize carefully what he needed to pay attention to when communicating in the club before leaving, and then went straight to the supermarket to get a discount.
Then quickly went home.
He was in a hurry.
Not only because tomorrow he will have his first official job after becoming a mercenary.
More so because he wanted to try out an idea.
For this reason, he had to take Morrison's big iron coffin out from under the bed after dinner.
An adult can lie in the large coffin, and there is a partition below it. The partition has its own fixed points, and weapons with different shapes can be stuck in it and switched and transferred when they can be used. At the same time, the metal coffin itself can also deform to a certain extent to fill the gaps in the parts of the weapon itself - Omer did not notice the subtlety at first, but only after he actually tried to use it did he realize some subtle sense of déjà vu.
Morrison couldn't tell the origin of this weapon, because the iron coffin had been with him for too long, and he was fond of the new and disliked the old when it came to collecting weapons, so Omer could only confirm it through the incised patterns on the large coffin itself. Judging from the date, the works of the Institute of Energy Engineering are at least several decades old.
But it seems, probably, maybe... it can be guessed that the alchemy student borrowed the structure of the spiritual equipment of a certain heroic spirit, or the God Key type of a certain Honkai work.
However, the commonality between the two in a nutshell is that it is Swiss Army Knife-like inclusiveness, and this weapon must be innovative in this regard-the 'parts' that make up the internal weapon of the coffin can be replaced!
Ormer can even stuff the Beta Magic Blade into the short-handled weapon slot inside, so that the coffin can directly push the magic blade instead of the civilization staff hiding the laser launcher.
If this student had graduated and not changed careers, he would have made some achievements and even had students within a few decades, right?
Thinking about it this way, this thing might be quite collectible. Unfortunately, if it were to be put on an online store, Morrison would obviously be the first to go crazy.
So Omo just symbolically placed a few weapons in it, and then lay down in it himself.
Not caring whether he was panicking or not, he directly performed the spell and picked up the magic potion provided by Ali Suzi, and immediately fell into a peaceful sleep.
I closed my eyes and opened them again, and I was in total darkness.
Looking up, there are countless bubbles like stars. They are the gathering of countless dreams, and they are also scenes that have been seen during the afternoon experiment.
Breaking into it rashly is like an adventure. The control of dreams is never in the hands of the intruder, unless the intruder has a deep understanding of it and the dream owner lacks consciousness.
But cluster dreams are different.
The dream scene created by a certain spiritual group or artificially has a quite intuitive stability. It is not so imaginative, but must follow the rules recognized by the spiritual group - this is the basis of the dream server.
The appearance of such a large-scale dream is intuitively different from other dreams. It is no longer an ethereal bubble, but a corner of the scene with a fixed shape.
But such large-scale dreams are rare - ever since someone figured out how to use dreams for partying, relaxation, entertainment, etc., such large-scale dreams have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.
The decent ones are basically encrypted rooms. The decent ones don't have 'passwords' but there are a lot of them, so it is said that they need to be further refined.
I'm missing a room number.
As for this moment, he arrived here to provide new data to Arisuko to confirm previous traces.
Traces of the dream connection will remain mentally.
It was unexpected for Arisoko, and it was reasonable to have the instrument to observe the spirit. However, Omer's mental traces were somewhat complicated. In addition to the original monster fusion, she found more unexplained 'scars'.
They are numerous and dense enough to reveal to the researcher the client's perennially poor mental state.
It's just that compared to this deepening of understanding, both parties entering the 'professional field' are more concerned about the side effects of blurring concepts.
Entering the dream connection will leave traces, and locating the dream room through those traces is generally very easy, provided that the spirit does not leave too many traces.
There are so many traces that it seriously hinders the investigation. Tachyon needs clearer data for comparison and reference. For this reason, Omer needs to frequently connect to dreams.
There was no need to continue the dream ward rounds, which was originally an extremely inefficient behavior. Omer only needed to try to connect and confirm that the instrument read in, and then he could withdraw and rest.
But this is the task given to him by Tachyon.
For Homais himself, the conclusions he was trying to draw had already been tested.
He looked at the large coffin lying on the ground, pushed it open, and checked inside. It was empty.
The attempt to bring weapons into the dreamland was obviously successful.
But only slightly successful.
But just when he was about to call it a day and rest in peace, just as he was trying to make up for the lack of sleep in the previous few days, he suddenly saw a familiar figure wandering through the countless bubbles.
It was a familiar black trench coat, and it was also a familiar long black hair, but it didn't have the white patch on his forehead, nor did he have a slightly tall height.
Teahouse?
The moment Omer saw her, she looked back as if she had sensed something, and a touch of joy suddenly appeared in her eyes that lacked divine light.
The joy was not warm, but it couldn't be said to be weak. It was like meeting an old friend in a foreign country, with a bit of surprise, so it fell from the sky and rushed over.
The distance of a thousand meters is only a short distance, which is naturally extraordinary. Compared with the speed of the horse racing girl, it is more like the use of some kind of ability to directly hit Omer.
Are you looking so happy that you want to kill me?
Homais couldn't understand, but he held up the iron coffin in his hands.
The other party couldn't brake in time, and the force of the direct collision made him instantly turn into a demon, and he almost lost his balance.
But at least the coffin was not deformed.
That's enough, close the coffin!
Oh, Niubi, the person has not been discharged from the hospital, and the community has been sealed off... reconsider the decision to discharge.
(End of chapter)
