"If you use the Philosopher's Stone to create food to fill your own granary, another place in the world will suffer an inexplicable decrease in production...
“If you create a miracle with the Philosopher’s Stone, there are other lives that have to pay for that miracle.
“The cost never goes away, it’s just passed on.”
"Let others, and even the whole world, pay the price for what you gain." Alicia's eyes were clouded, "This is the mechanism of the Philosopher's Stone."
Sean's thoughts came together instantly, and a sentence emerged in his mind: "Don't test human nature."
"From then on - according to Flamel's own diary records, he suffered from insomnia all night long." The female chess player's voice echoed in the quiet space, "What you see when you close your eyes is the golden castle on the top of the mountain. And the corpses stretching from the foot of the mountain to the sky.”
"He realized that if someone else had access to the formula for the Philosopher's Stone...
"It would be a nightmare for the world."
Don't test human nature.
"So Flamel kept the secret of the Philosopher's Stone's price. He claimed that it had lost its magic.
“He was also thrown into prison by the angry king.
"On Dal Finch's persuasion, the king released him and deprived him of all the honors he had received."
Sean sighed: "Fortunately, Flamel is not a selfish person, otherwise the world might become like this because of the Philosopher's Stone."
The female chess player continued: “After being released from prison, Flamel did several things.
"First," Alicia raised a finger, "in order to ensure that no one would continue to create this diabolical substance, he destroyed the Philosopher's Stone formula he had recovered and even burned the Philosopher's Stone formula he had spent his whole life collecting. Relevant ancient books.
"Secondly, because the refined Philosopher's Stone cannot be destroyed, it was regarded as a forbidden resource and was handed over to the Spirit Craftsmen Guild at that time."
Taboo “resources”?
Sean narrowed his eyes slightly.
In other words, the Spirit Craftsman Association does not believe that using the Philosopher's Stone is an absolute taboo...
But a power that needs to be used with caution?
Then, Alicia's narration confirmed Sean's speculation: "Although they know the mechanism of the Philosopher's Stone, the masters still believe that this terrible resource still has its use."
Sean nodded: "There is no good or evil in tools - good and evil only exist in the human heart."
After all, the Philosopher's Stone is just a tool.
"Therefore, the Spirit Craftsman Association has also set two 'iron rules' regarding the use of the Philosopher's Stone——"
"First, anything that needs to be done must be done by all possible means. When all attempts fail, the Philosopher's Stone can only be used as a last resort and after obtaining the consent of all the elders.
"Second, once the stock of the Philosopher's Stone is used up, the production method cannot be restored."
"Whether it is the Spirit Craftsmen Guild or the Daedalus Foundation, every leader can strictly abide by these two iron laws when it comes to using the Philosopher's Stone.
"So, so far, the Philosopher's Stone has not caused any huge harm..."
"Until Rabbi Lins showed up." Sean gently held his chin with his hand.
The female chess player nodded: "Until Rabbi Lins appears..."
Alicia squinted her eyes, with a cold light flashing in her eyes: "People outside know very little about Rabbi Lins, but I am the only one...
"Only I realized that he is a complete lunatic, a complete individualist, and an out-and-out careerist...
“He could sacrifice the lives of millions of people in order to become a god.
"Even so, he won't blink an eyelid - he may even think that this is a blessing for those who died..."
The muscles on Sean's face twitched slightly, and he showed a sarcastic wry smile: Actually, there are many such people——
Politicians who start wars, capitalists who extract surplus value, religious leaders who blind others for their own selfish interests, regard the lives of soldiers, workers and believers as nothing but firewood... Isn't this all the case?
It's just that their "path to godhood" and the "philosopher's stone" they possess are more subtle than Rabbi Lins.
Sean clenched his fists tightly, feeling the urge to break something.
"Crazy, right...?" Alicia's words were still echoing in her ears while lurking in the harbor.
"...But, actually, it was this world that fell into madness first...
"To fight against the madness of this world, we can only use crazier plans."
Sean now understands the slender woman in front of him better than before.
After a long silence, Sean nodded: "I understand, what you did..."
The New Testament reporter raised his eyes and stared into Alicia's eyes: "It's the right thing to do."
Without too much praise, the word "correct" suffices.
In the heart of the female chess player, she felt a warmth that she had not seen for a long time - the comfort of finding someone with the same goals.
Sean thought of something and said, "Then we have the Midas, can we still use it in subsequent actions?"
Alicia replied: "We still have to follow the iron law set by the sages. We should not use this kind of power unless it is absolutely necessary...
"In addition, using the power of the Philosopher's Stone also requires training. Rabbi Lins is the expert in this field, we are not..."
"So, let's not talk about whether it is possible to directly kill Rabbi Lins with this power - the amount we need may cause the same disaster as if he became a god. In that case, everything we do will be It’s lost its meaning.”
"The more important reason is that Rabbi Lins resonates with the power of the Philosopher's Stone, and once used, it will make him feel something.
"For him to find out before the plan takes shape will only make us lose everything."
"So, it's not wise to use the Philosopher's Stone rashly." Sean nodded, "Tell me about the next plan - which wing should we cut off next?"
Alicia crossed her hands and slowly leaned back on the chair: "Dr. Franken, who is known as the 'blasphemy of creation'..."
Sean had a long conversation with Alicia all night long about Franken's hunting plan and subsequent strategic arrangements.
After finalizing the overall framework and some key details, Sean left the "chessboard space".
When I opened my eyes again and looked at the time, it was already half past seven in the morning.
When Sean got up at this time, it felt like he had slept soundly all night, without any feeling of sleepiness.
Thinking back to the all-night conversation in the chessboard space, he had some aftertaste...
The communication between two top "chess players" is fast and smooth, full of passion and creativity.
Thoughts are constantly colliding, various proposals and ideas are proposed, rejected and deepened, and the amount of information in the conversation is extremely dense...
The night passed quickly.
Just like entering deep meditation, my soul even glows slightly and gradually fills up during this process...
Sean hopes to have the opportunity to experience this somewhat magical feeling again in the future.
While I was getting dressed, I heard a snap, and Moonlight flashed into the room with a wicked smile on her face.
"Knock before entering the room. This is basic courtesy." Sean stood in front of the full-length mirror, raising his shirt collar and adjusting his tie.
Although the words he said were reproachful, there was no blame in his tone.
"Oh, come on," Moonlight waved her hand deliberately - he came over when he heard Sean getting up, "You are all an old married couple, you have nothing to hide."
Sean felt a rush of complex emotions, mainly shyness, rush through the crimson bond...
Sean, who tied his tie, glanced doubtfully at Olivia sitting in the chair.
Although she did not make eye contact with Sean, she appeared as calm as water and sat in the chair with a dignified face...
As if the shy emotion wasn't hers.
Is this concentration?
"Don't make such a joke, Olivia will be shy." Sean said deliberately.
"Humph." Olivia Fengchime turned her face to the deep sea outside the window, and could only see her stubborn profile and long eyelashes.
Sean and Yueguang looked at each other and smiled, and the New York reporter said: "Okay, let's get down to business. Call Evan over."
"I'm here." A faint blue translucent bird appeared on Moonlight's shoulder.
He has the same light blue eyes as Ivan.
Although it is a little blue bird, it has the same deep expression as Ivan.
A brooding little thing—the contrast is kind of funny.
"Why are you laughing?" Little Blue Bird jumped in protest, "We will be suspected if we go in and out of your room frequently, so I came up with this idea."
"It's good." Sean cleared his throat, "This is also very cute."
The brooding clown hermit obviously doesn't like the word "cute".
The little blue bird bulged its belly angrily and jumped a few times.
It seemed like he was protesting, but he looked even cuter.
"Okay, let's get down to business." Sean straightened the collar of his shirt. "In the next two to three days, we won't take any action. We just need to focus on playing our roles."
"Why is it arranged like this?" Moonlight asked, holding her chin in her fist.
"Because when the submersible port arrives at the New Testament and Alicia, played by Jennifer, appears at the New Testament port, the focus of the search will begin to shift to the outside," Sean said. "After two to three days, the security in Ocean City will Will be more relaxed...
"It will help us take the next step."
"Understood." Moonlight, Little Blue Bird, and Olivia all nodded.
"Just right," Moonlight said with a satisfied smile, "I'm going to perform at the Ecstasy Hall tonight...
"You can now experience the joy of playing the piano with peace of mind."
