Alicia Pompeo took a sip of tea.
In the chessboard space, there is no delay in resting the body and brain.
The night was long and they still had a lot of time.
Only then did Sean realize that in the thick fog behind Alicia, there were rows of chess pieces standing like tall guards...
Waiting quietly in the thick fog.
"All the legacies of the three masters of alchemy have been passed down to the 'Spirit Craftsmen Guild'."
"What is the Spirit Craftsman?" Sean still knew very little about the history in the mist.
"The Spirit Craftsman Society is an organization that has been passed down for thousands of years." Alicia lowered her eyebrows, her green pupils shining slightly, "It is as old as the Candlelight Reading Club...
"If we want to make a metaphor..." Alicia raised her head and thought for a while, then said, "The Spirit Craftsmen Club is a craftsman who believes in a rational spirit, while the Reading Club is a teacher who has the same philosophy.
"Same beliefs, different directions."
Alicia nodded: "Yes, the two have had a lot of intersection and cooperation.
“Later, for certain reasons – reasons that cannot be mentioned, even in this space.
"In order to continue to exist, the Spirit Craftsman Society's pursuits and ideas were forcibly erased, and it became the Daedalus Foundation, which focuses on eliminating risks to human existence."
"In other words, the Spirit Craftsman will be the predecessor of Daedalus."
The Spirit Craftsmen were forced to change their course. This incident made Sean frown.
What force forced an ancient organization to change its course, eliminate its spiritual pursuits, and turn itself into a "tool"?
Sean has a guess.
However, for safety reasons, he first stopped exploring in that direction.
"That's right." The female chess player continued, "And the reading club has to become more secretive and loose...
"In short, the legacies of the three masters of alchemy have been passed on to the Spirit Craftsmen Guild, which is now the Daedalus Foundation."
And now these human treasures are in the hands of a "madman".
The image of the "wizard" Rabbi Lins with rough beard and hair appeared in Sean's mind.
"And the so-called 'treasure house'..." Alicia raised her right hand slightly, and a beautifully shaped cryptex made of metal appeared in the air.
The surface of the cryptex is made up of six dials engraved with letters - only by piecing together the correct ciphertext can the thing be opened.
"That's it."
Sean looked at the cryptex spinning gently in the air with some fascination.
From the structure and carvings, it can be seen that this is obviously the handiwork of the master of precision alchemy, Dal Vinci.
He did not expect that the treasure house, which symbolized half of Daedalus' wealth, was only the size of a scroll.
"What's in the treasury?"
Alicia didn't say anything. She took out a pendant the size of a pigeon egg from her chest.
Pressing a small button, the pendant opened silently.
Sean's soul suddenly felt a warm feeling like being illuminated by the sun...
Alicia twirled her fingers, and from the opened pendant, something emitting light like dawn floated out.
The female chess player motioned to Sean to open his palms, and the star-like light fell on Sean's palms.
"Feel its power, but don't use it."
Sean clenched the little bit of immortal sparks in confusion and closed his eyes.
That bit of dawn merged into his spiritual essence.
Suddenly, he felt a "lift".
The quality of his soul suddenly increased by a level, and the divine feathers and collections in the divine root space emitted a strong light.
There is no doubt that if any kind of spiritual power is stimulated at this time, it will have far more power than usual.
If the power of the script in "Two Suns City" is activated at this time, the entire neighborhood will fall into a scarlet Shura field...
Just a little bit the size of a star made Sean feel as if he could do anything.
Sean didn't use it and handed back the little substance that exuded the light of dawn: "This is...
"The Philosopher's Stone made by Flamel?"
A substance that turns stone into gold.
A substance that can turn decay into something magical.
A substance that makes people's dreams come true...
The female chess player nodded slowly.
"The secret treasure of the Daedalus Foundation is the Philosopher's Stone?"
Sean felt suddenly enlightened.
"The legacy of the Three Masters of Alchemy, of course, includes the Philosopher's Stone!"
Unexpected and reasonable.
"That is to say..." Sean, who was exposed to the truth, felt a slight shudder all over his body, "The cryptex contains all the philosopher's stones in stock today."
Alicia put the pendant away properly and erased the phantom of the cryptex: "It is true."
"Is the stock of the Philosopher's Stone limited? People nowadays can't make it anymore?"
If "Dawn Warlock" Flamel had created this substance based on ancient books, why would the Philosopher's Stone become a resource with limited stock?
"The method of making the Philosopher's Stone was lost again? Flamel deliberately destroyed the formula?"
Alicia put down the teacup and did not answer, but asked a question: "Xiao, have you ever thought about such a question...
"If you want to achieve any goal, you have to pay a corresponding price...
"If you want a vehicle to run, you have to burn gasoline; if you want to light a light, you have to consume electricity; if you want to use magic, you have to consume spiritual power...
"But," her eyes contained mystery, "the Philosopher's Stone can turn stones into gold, allowing a piece of spiritual energy to have a multiplied effect.
"When these miracles are achieved, there is no need to pay any price...
"Why is this so?
"I mean, why in the world would something like this exist?"
Sean stared into Alicia's eyes, waiting for an answer.
Sighing slightly, the scheming female hero continued: "When the Dawn Warlock Flamel invented the method of making the Philosopher's Stone and created the Philosopher's Stone...
"He also believed that he had finally entered the realm of God, breaking the equation between 'results' and 'costs'."
Sean shook his head in ecstasy: "Power without paying a price...this is...this is something that can change the entire era and the world..."
However, the world has not been changed.
Sean knew there must be something hidden in this, so he listened attentively.
“After getting the Philosopher’s Stone, Flamel became a guest of the king at that time and used the Philosopher’s Stone to achieve many incredible miracles.
“The most exaggerated time was when he turned every brick and tile of a castle into gold.
"The Dawn Warlock became famous for a while, suppressing his friends Dal Finch and New Eden, and became the greatest alchemy master at that time.
"Later, Dal Finch found him and told him one of his worries——
"The founder of precision alchemy believes that the so-called 'not paying the price' is impossible.
“If there is something gained, there must be a price.
“He believed that the price just came to the world in different forms.”
Upon hearing this, Sean's breathing became lighter.
A part of the historical truth was quietly revealed: "Later, Dal Vinci's prediction came true.
“In the second year after Flamel abused the Philosopher’s Stone, a terrible plague broke out in the kingdom, killing tens of thousands of people.
"After seeing the shroud stretching to the end of his vision, the Dawn Warlock suddenly realized——
"This is the price of using the Philosopher's Stone."
Sean was stunned for a while. Alicia was silent for a moment, allowing the New York reporter to clarify her thoughts.
"That is to say..." After a moment, Sean confirmed, "The Philosopher's Stone does not mean that people do not have to pay a price.
“Instead of converting the price?
"The king got a golden castle at the cost of tens of thousands dying in the plague?"
Alicia nodded heavily.
