"For most creatures, reading thoughts is beneficial in many matters, but often detrimental to communication. Especially when the other person is aware.
Just like using arcana magic to play ten-piece chess, this changes the nature of the game.
Next time you read someone’s mind, think ahead:
Do you want to change the nature of the game? "
——"Universal Communication Laws"
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"The last bead will shine with golden light." The language vocabulary of elemental creatures is relatively small. Many meanings are expressed by the same word. "Bead" and "planet" are the same word as are fifty-three other meanings. In the last sentence of that unlike-report report, "beads" did not refer to beads, but to those moons that maintain gravity.
The back of The End of the End (it's the front now, but it's easy to get confused when something has two sides, so Icha decided to use the original title). In front of him was a deep space that was once enough to hold 300,000 "beads". Compared with the last impression he had when he left here, all the moons were too golden.
It might be a bit too much to say, "Yes, I've thought of this for a long time." I Cha just wasn't very surprised.
There were no djinn to be seen anywhere - contrary to the stereotype, these giant creatures are actually quite good at hiding themselves and are not very outgoing. It's possible they're just hiding themselves.
But more likely not. He has tried to contact "Tongue Coat" Nubi Soso in three different ways of singing, but has also received no response. The singing community was silent. The feeling of heart song being blocked is similar to connecting with Nese.
Regardless of the cause of the djinn's unrest, what the subsequent effects were, and what Erobaba did, there is clearly trouble that remains to this day.
"Be careful, boss." The two clerks reminded at the same time.
If safety is the kind of thing that obeys obediently and pays attention, everything may go much smoother. Once inside this area, gravitational anomalies begin to cause difficulties. There are gravity pits everywhere, and if you step into them, you will be stuck. Icha found some fellow prisoners at the bottom of some pits - the remaining musical notes - they were sucked and unable to escape, spinning violently around the invisible center.
He tried to listen to certain passages. Most of the notes were either seriously out of tune or could not be read by the devil's hearing - he could use instruments and certain research methods, but he could not make them appear completely instantly in the pit. Very few notes can still be heard. Only a few words remain.
"listen!"
"Listen attentively!"
"——Can't hear it anymore."
Fortunately, he has a certain understanding of Djinn's lyric system. No matter who the djinn was who left these notes, they were most likely asking for help.
From one point of view, this is an ordinary discovery. When you are stuck in such a gravity pit and you are helpless, you will inevitably want to ask for help. From another perspective, these calls for help gave him a better understanding of the current situation.
The current situation is that he sometimes wants to ask for help. Although the clerk is an authentic creature of local rules, he can barely keep himself from falling apart under such chaos.
For a while, it seemed difficult to keep every piece of flesh attached to the bones while moving, but later Yi Cha mastered the method: while moving, he connected scattered small demi-planes, and found the pulling force in the direction he needed. Twist them together again.
After the two clerks became one (each with a fifty percent loss), they finally succeeded in reaching the location mentioned in Erobaba's report.
The original ten moons of the Final Turn shine brightly at the bottom of a bag. They looked ten times brighter than before, thanks to their new, unnaturally golden appearance.
Ten times was a random description that came to his mind. If Metz or Nesis were here, they should be able to give accurate multiples...
"12.4 times."
Yimeiz suddenly appeared from the golden sparks and calmly announced a number.
(Or he's been there for a while. Or he's been following him. There's a lot of stuff in front of him now that's gold. The demon's ability to distinguish that color is far less than that of red. There's a chance they're different.)
No matter what, the original Olympian appeared holding a solid gold table, turned his head, and revealed two golden eyes——
Nesis stayed in the skull's eyes, spinning around.
Yi Cha shrugged his shoulders and pressed the scales on his forehead that were almost falling off due to gravity. For well-known reasons, the undead do not have the ability to read minds - no matter how powerful they are, but Nesis has obviously made up for the small shortcomings of the original arcana mage - now Metz can read others' faces. (or face-like organ) reads the other person's thoughts. for example--
"Omit the devilish pleasantries and the sneers disguised as pleasantries. For Chaint Sinkardstu."
Yimetz's voice was as cold as ever, "Do you think that with the help of the all-seeing eye, I need the death of the ridiculous author to escape from his equally ridiculous logical prison?
I have all the calculations. And Nesis has all the known data. Do you know what precise results can be created under such conditions? "
oh. I have no idea. Yi Cha thought.
But of course, after all you have calculated the cosmological constant. otherwise--
"The cosmological constant is just an adjustment value." Before Icha could finish his thoughts, Metz interrupted his thoughts. "What we're talking about now is a blueprint for the entire world."
A blueprint for the entire world. “Do you want to apply the successful cases of Vientiane Forest so soon?”
"That's right. And I know you just made a sarcastic statement that was very hard to decipher. I can decipher it now, and I'm going to tell you that's what it is."
"What? I am very ignorant compared to you now."
This was also a sarcasm, but Metz just sneered. "You'll know."
"Very good. I'm looking forward to it. Like a devil." Yi Cha raised his eyes and looked into those twinkling golden eyes. "When did you become so obedient? Dear God of the Universe?"
He kind of waited for the rustle of Nesis. but no. The original Olympian mage answered firmly on his behalf:
"This is true collaboration. We don't tell jokes, we don't laugh at each other, and we don't make each other laugh."
Then, leaving no space, he floated forward with his golden table and golden eyes. "Now let me resolve the situation for you - I judge it needs to be resolved. Go."
"Where to go?" Yi Cha blinked.
"To sing within the community."
"The Chanting Community is a—"
The singing community has no entity and naturally has no "inside".
"Yes." Yimeiz said simply. "It's on the Last Homeworld. Come with me now."
Just come. Yi Cha thought. Beat your wings. Two half-clerks followed him behind him.
