"He's right."
The calculation comes to an end. Yimeiz let the calculation paper pass smoothly through the reader on the table, forming a seemingly endless stream of data. As he looked at them, his eyes lifted of their own accord. Then there was a sizzling sound.
"That's right." Yimetz responded. It's a little awkward to talk to the eyes in your own sockets. It also seems unnecessary to confirm a fact that is known to both parties. The only point worth mentioning is that Nesis brought it up. This is enough. "He guessed the reason why we summoned the lich to create eternal life."
"Guess?"
"Although his description is very vague, there are no flaws. After giving me some more information, I can judge that his judgment is 'completely correct'." Metz stretched out a finger to feel the vibration of the arithmetic paper. "Based on his current knowledge, logic does not flow smoothly to his conclusion. Therefore I express his reasoning as a 'guess'."
"He didn't guess. It's just that his thinking is no longer visible."
"Partially opposed," Metz said. Less than three-thousandths of the willed individuals do not feel ashamed to express "partial objection" to the All-Knowing Eye. He is one of them. "I checked it six times. He didn't have any thought process."
"You are wrong. Or we interpret the information differently." Nesis's sizzling sound did not fluctuate greatly. "If you insist, I can take your approach: He's not engaging in any thought process. So what?"
"There's no such thing." Yimetz retracted his finger. "It's a fact. A fact that I stand by and that you adopt is the truth. The truth doesn't need a 'so'."
Nesis answered quickly. "Need it today."
"Then you want to tell me." Metz responded at the same pace as him. "Considering that Zhante Hincades will be seriously ill and his thinking is stagnant, he will make actions that require intensive calculations and will have far-reaching consequences. Well. I have no intention of challenging the impossible. How will he do it? ?”
"I have no idea."
"So, must Wei Xing Qi Meng perish in silence?"
"Definitely." Nesis's voice became louder. "And you know it very well. Otherwise you wouldn't give up the Mathematical Olympiad Academy to him."
"Okay. Then I have a strong will and reason to know. What is the specific reason buried in the strange side of the star that allows you to reach an agreement at this level of decision-making? The reincarnation of Linchang·Ling— —Perhaps after careful analysis, all the resurrections of the undead contain your secrets. I know it. You know that I know it. But I want to know what it is."
"You want to know that Lanlewin plans to destroy something that needs to be hidden in an entire plane?" Nesis did not mention the other two names. "Then you might be one of them."
"I have no feeling for destruction."
"This is not a threat." Nesis said.
Metz tilted his head slightly. I heard the flow of data consisting of math paper stop.
“I’m glad we always come to an agreement.”
His eyeballs were uncontrollable, but he didn't quickly fall into panic. "And in this, I actually got an extremely convincing and overwhelming counterexample: I am full of fatal curiosity about this matter, but you are not."
Nesis echoed throughout the room.
"That's because you don't know. There's another thing you don't know." He hissed. "You don't know, you and I get along so harmoniously that as soon as I leave you, you will be in pain. Want to die - sorry, just to describe.
You are neither afraid of life nor afraid of death. But you are afraid of laughing. Also, be stupid. "It suddenly rolled in the withered eye sockets, shooting out streaks of golden light. "Now do you know how closely our thoughts are combined, how close our positions are, and how natural our sharing is? "
Yimeiz stretched out his hand to hold down the wildly rotating eyeballs. It just slowed down a bit. Wherever the golden gaze swept over, the surface of all objects was filled with metallic luster, intertwining into a colorful mist. The air began to crackle.
He remained silent, fully aware of what Nesis was currently doing.
This is a very objective display of possibilities. If the desired goal cannot be achieved, it will be upgraded to a formal result - they part ways, and Metz digs himself out and takes his brain with him.
Comply with the calculation.
After a gap of several decimal places, the wall behind collapsed under a huge impact, interrupting what they had expected to happen.
With a loud noise, the smoking demon threw itself on the ground, creating a large pit. Nesis stopped turning and blinked. The tacit understanding was reestablished almost instantly. Metz knocked on the table. A dozen rickety creatures emerged from the joints between the wall and the floor and lifted Dosmas to him.
"Dean...cough cough." Half of Dosmas's face was so swollen that his facial features could not be seen, his ribs on one side were full of lacerations, and several fingers on his right paw were missing. As he muttered vaguely, Andy and Dodi emerged from both sides, dark and silent. The two great lichs waved their chains, and red ice cubes condensed from the air, filling the missing flesh on the demon's wounds.
A Metz drove the counting table closer to him.
Nesis regained his vision and shared it with the original arcana mage. Dosmas' actual condition wasn't as bad as it looked, the wounds just looked scary. Incapacity is mostly caused by the plague. Yi Metz slowly circled, allowing the rickets to carry out further work along the frozen path left by the Archlich.
After simple treatment, the young demon's vital signs quickly stabilized. But his spirit seemed to have gone in the opposite direction and gradually weakened. Dosmas recovered from the grimace of pain and began to nod lazily. It didn't take long before he fell into a deep sleep.
Metz moved backward slightly and stopped in the air. The great lich gathered around him like two ominous bows.
"It's done." In the silence, Nesis began to make noise again, filling it in. "He has reached a perfect state. Eternal life. Joyful, complacent, tired, traumatized, and peaceful. If he is connected to the eternal death, the triggered flow will be perfect. Eternal." He paused for a moment, Then announce. "Send him to the container."
Yimeiz did not respond immediately. Eternity cannot be described as "very", but this is not the part he wants to point out. "I'm not 100 percent sure," he said.
"You can't?" Nesis sounded like he was surprised - just to express his attitude. "Are you in a state of hesitation?"
"I'm just confirming that the conditions are complete." Yimeizi said coldly.
"The conditions are complete." Nesis' voice was harsh. "I'll tell you. The conditions are perfect. Do you believe me, or should we resume our previous dispute?"
"I never believe it. I just check it."
As he spoke, he let the calculation paper appear on the table.
Nesis stared at the skeleton's hand that started to move and laughed sharply.
Happy New Year, all book friends~~
