If he will, based on the traces from these dossiers, Fowles could even piece together the life track of each well-known figure from Earendur in these hundreds of years.
Or, he can clearly deduct every small change on the layout of streets and buildings during the recent ten, twenty or thirty years in Earendur.
If he carefully studies each word on the dossiers, deducts according to the description of these words, puts all clues together, and finds all entanglement inside, then perhaps, he can indeed deduct all exactly as what happed in the history.
Historians spent years to explore. Aren’t they trying to achieve the same goal?
However, that is not within the capability of mankind intelligence. Even in the other universe, where people have developed ways to reappear history, and the most advanced support for brain, deductions like this still cannot be done within short time.
Obviously, the one who has this kind of logical analyzing and computing capability, is not a normal human being.
We are off the topic. Anyhow, Fowles can indeed reach that goal, if … leaving out the risk of permanent damage to his brain due to overloaded operation.
So, he reduces the reading amount after all, but only reads the interesting words. After piecing together, he gradually generated… the existing trial of the life he wants to know.
This still took a few hours. Finally, he drops dossiers and raises head, and shows some relief on his face. But nothing like understanding which should be shown on his face appears.
Looking up these dossiers never meant he want to explore anything, but just to prepare to realize a certain goal.
Closing the dossiers, rubbing his stuffy chest, Fowles walked out of the library. Everyone else had gone to sleep, and Elanfa also began a routine meditation. It is an exclusive Wizard’s eight-hour sleep, similar to the meditation of Buddhism. One can refine his spirit and increase his sense of inductivity at the same time.
Fowles does not bother to disturb. He awakes Sweety who is sleeping in the chair, and wakes up the apprentice who is in charge of the first floor. Then, starts to pick up goods on the rough and simple first floor.
Two hundred fine sheepskin scrolls, two bottles of Brooke fish oil, a few dusty antique ornaments, and... a general-purpose bottle of acid, etc. There should have been other things, but not in the recent plan. Fowles thinks about it but then give up. Let’s wait until the cost recovered.
The world of magic also has paper, but there is no superior processing technology. Most paper is crispy and brittle, which is very difficult to use, especially for the Wizards!
Because, through only writing spells on sheepskin scrolls, Wizards can already create easy magic scrolls. The scrolls need only to be held while Wizards read the accurate spells, and magic can be casted. Whether Wizards are running or standing still does not matter. It is significant.
Yet, on paper, no matter how high the quality is, and no matter how powerful the Wizards are, papers cannot hold magic. So for Wizards, sheepskin scrolls parchment is special.
As for Brooke fish oil, this is a kind of material for magic writing, just like ink used in printers.
There are different ink types, but in coastal cities, the application rate of fish oil dyes is relatively high, as it is waterproof.
Sweety packs up, pays money, and then supports Fowles with her hands. It is another night with all the way trudged and being touched. The whole night is finally over for Sweety, who used to sleep early and get up early.
However, the night belonging to Fowles has just begun!
That night, the fire of the villa laboratory is not extinguished all night. The magical light is shining all along. The slamming sound of jingle is continually ringing, and there is also some sour taste coming all night.
Until dawn, all kinds of abnormalities finally stop, and Fowles walks out of the villa.
Preparations for materials have been done, and then, only the layout and promotion are left! Fowles is refreshed and relaxed, not exhausted at all.
It is not necessary to sleep in him. He can control his brain, and drive half of his body and let the other half go to sleep. After a while, he reverses it.
In fact, why only two halves? If he wants, he can split it into eight or ten or more pieces, and he need not worry about problems like schizophrenia. In the other universe, similar operations are just his basic functions.
Gently pushing open the door of his maid, Fowles sees the girl sleeping on the bed without any precautions, and has faded away her usual confusing temperament, but rather shows an unprecedented laziness and flattery.
Fowles swallows. He never found during the day, that the girl's body is really outstanding. Running around the beach every day gives her a perfect body.
If make just a little modification... Fowles’s thoughts are moving. He looks at the face and body of Sweety. The more he looks, the eagerer he becomes. If he uses this body as a bottom embryo, and make just some partial modifications, then he can get... How could he never notice that before?
But, no worries, no worries. Things have priorities. No matter what he wants to do, he still needs the execution of this girl. Others, let’s talk about it later.
Leaving that desire in his heart, Fowles spited hardly. He is very angry with the stupidity of the former Wizard of this body. Clearly he could have chosen the most powerful, most capable enchantment school, yet he must have studied some kind of fire magic, and energy invoking!
Moving turrets as such, is just useful in the battlefield. Whereas the enchantment magic is directly targeting at one’s mind. The first level already has the magic of enticement, hypnotism, sleep, trance and so on. And the drug addiction magic in the second level is the best way to manipulate people…
If he will, based on the traces from these dossiers, Fowles could even piece together the life track of each well-known figure from Earendur in these hundreds of years.
Or, he can clearly deduct every small change on the layout of streets and buildings during the recent ten, twenty or thirty years in Earendur.
If he carefully studies each word on the dossiers, deducts according to the description of these words, puts all clues together, and finds all entanglement inside, then perhaps, he can indeed deduct all exactly as what happed in the history.
Historians spent years to explore. Aren’t they trying to achieve the same goal?
However, that is not within the capability of mankind intelligence. Even in the other universe, where people have developed ways to reappear history, and the most advanced support for brain, deductions like this still cannot be done within short time.
Obviously, the one who has this kind of logical analyzing and computing capability, is not a normal human being.
We are off the topic. Anyhow, Fowles can indeed reach that goal, if … leaving out the risk of permanent damage to his brain due to overloaded operation.
So, he reduces the reading amount after all, but only reads the interesting words. After piecing together, he gradually generated… the existing trial of the life he wants to know.
This still took a few hours. Finally, he drops dossiers and raises head, and shows some relief on his face. But nothing like understanding which should be shown on his face appears.
Looking up these dossiers never meant he want to explore anything, but just to prepare to realize a certain goal.
Closing the dossiers, rubbing his stuffy chest, Fowles walked out of the library. Everyone else had gone to sleep, and Elanfa also began a routine meditation. It is an exclusive Wizard’s eight-hour sleep, similar to the meditation of Buddhism. One can refine his spirit and increase his sense of inductivity at the same time.
Fowles does not bother to disturb. He awakes Sweety who is sleeping in the chair, and wakes up the apprentice who is in charge of the first floor. Then, starts to pick up goods on the rough and simple first floor.
Two hundred fine sheepskin scrolls, two bottles of Brooke fish oil, a few dusty antique ornaments, and... a general-purpose bottle of acid, etc. There should have been other things, but not in the recent plan. Fowles thinks about it but then give up. Let’s wait until the cost recovered.
The world of magic also has paper, but there is no superior processing technology. Most paper is crispy and brittle, which is very difficult to use, especially for the Wizards!
Because, through only writing spells on sheepskin scrolls, Wizards can already create easy magic scrolls. The scrolls need only to be held while Wizards read the accurate spells, and magic can be casted. Whether Wizards are running or standing still does not matter. It is significant.
Yet, on paper, no matter how high the quality is, and no matter how powerful the Wizards are, papers cannot hold magic. So for Wizards, sheepskin scrolls parchment is special.
As for Brooke fish oil, this is a kind of material for magic writing, just like ink used in printers.
There are different ink types, but in coastal cities, the application rate of fish oil dyes is relatively high, as it is waterproof.
Sweety packs up, pays money, and then supports Fowles with her hands. It is another night with all the way trudged and being touched. The whole night is finally over for Sweety, who used to sleep early and get up early.
However, the night belonging to Fowles has just begun!
That night, the fire of the villa laboratory is not extinguished all night. The magical light is shining all along. The slamming sound of jingle is continually ringing, and there is also some sour taste coming all night.
Until dawn, all kinds of abnormalities finally stop, and Fowles walks out of the villa.
Preparations for materials have been done, and then, only the layout and promotion are left! Fowles is refreshed and relaxed, not exhausted at all.
It is not necessary to sleep in him. He can control his brain, and drive half of his body and let the other half go to sleep. After a while, he reverses it.
In fact, why only two halves? If he wants, he can split it into eight or ten or more pieces, and he need not worry about problems like schizophrenia. In the other universe, similar operations are just his basic functions.
Gently pushing open the door of his maid, Fowles sees the girl sleeping on the bed without any precautions, and has faded away her usual confusing temperament, but rather shows an unprecedented laziness and flattery.
Fowles swallows. He never found during the day, that the girl's body is really outstanding. Running around the beach every day gives her a perfect body.
If make just a little modification... Fowles’s thoughts are moving. He looks at the face and body of Sweety. The more he looks, the eagerer he becomes. If he uses this body as a bottom embryo, and make just some partial modifications, then he can get... How could he never notice that before?
But, no worries, no worries. Things have priorities. No matter what he wants to do, he still needs the execution of this girl. Others, let’s talk about it later.
Leaving that desire in his heart, Fowles spited hardly. He is very angry with the stupidity of the former Wizard of this body. Clearly he could have chosen the most powerful, most capable enchantment school, yet he must have studied some kind of fire magic, and energy invoking!
Moving turrets as such, is just useful in the battlefield. Whereas the enchantment magic is directly targeting at one’s mind. The first level already has the magic of enticement, hypnotism, sleep, trance and so on. And the drug addiction magic in the second level is the best way to manipulate people…
