Chapter 4 Small Hotel Opening
The old master looked sideways slightly, staring at Cheng Yun.
Cheng Yun also stared at the old man.
The principle of this wonderful method is undoubtedly unimaginable to him, but it doesn't matter, as long as he knows how to use it.
"I don't mind teaching you spellcasting theory, but I must admit that I don't really see any magical talent in you at the moment. The old master said lightly, "Actually, it doesn't matter, you can make up for this deficiency with a long life, or find a way to change yourself in a long life." But one thing is fatalβ"
"The most basic and important point of becoming a mage, a strong desire for knowledge, I have not seen in you at the moment. β
"Perhaps, you're too old. The old master paused with his staff. "Every newborn baby is full of curiosity about the world, and he will always be excited to explore everything in this world, but unfortunately, if no one retains his curiosity, after tens of thousands of perfunctory questions, he will become a person who takes the world for granted, he will get used to the rules and appearance of this world, and will no longer ask what it is, nor will he ask why it is the way it is. β
"He's ordinary, he's trivial, and if he doesn't come out, he'll never be a good spellcaster again. The old man kept staring at him.
"......" Cheng Yun did not answer.
It seems that he was inexplicably hit by a space-time node, and then he was about to start running for the two goals of 'peace on earth' and 'guests from another time and space will not starve to death'. But now the old master told him in two sentences that these still couldn't change his salted fish nature, at most they only made him a special salted fish.
If what the old master said was true, he still had a very long lifespan, and for a salted fish, it seemed that it only increased the difficulty of eating and waiting for death.
"What's going on?" Cheng Yun asked.
"Maybe magic doesn't have to work for you. The old master said, "Anyway, you will live a long life, you can choose slowly, choose another path." β
"I'm weak, with my talent, how long will it take to learn the level of magic that is as casual and fluent as you?"
"Huh?" the old man looked at him carefully, "Ten thousand years or so, but the truth may be shorter, and I can't be sure when you will be exposed to something that can change your own conditions." β
"And how long did it take you?"
"IβI didn't have this spell in the world when I learned magic, so I didn't have a reference. The old mage shook his head and smiled, "But take a mage in our world who can pass the mage exam, learn from scratch to the point where you can use this spell, about five or six years." β
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Cheng Yun was deeply shocked.
"That's right!" Cheng Yun suddenly remembered something, and his eyes stared at the old master eagerly, "Lord Faye, since your world is a magical civilization...... Is there a spell that brings the dead back to life?"
"Resurrection from the dead?" the Fa Ye looked at him and narrowed his eyes, "No wonder your temperament is so low, and you have recently passed away from a relative?"
"Yes, my parents just passed away unexpectedly. β
"I'm sorry. The old man bowed his head and continued, "We have a lot of medical technology that can save a person who died unexpectedly, provided that the body is not seriously damaged. Although there is a lack of necessary medical equipment, I am still happy to give it a try. Don't know ...... your parents."
Cheng Yun's face suddenly became ugly: "But what if it's already cremated?"
"Then there's nothing you can do. The old man said lightly.
"You're not...... Is there a mysterious civilization? Is there no other way?" Cheng Yun still didn't give up.
"Necromancy for ordinary humans is fatally flawed, and its private use is strictly prohibited by international law. The old master seemed to see his thoughts, and said bluntly, after a pause, he said, "And the rules of the world are different, in your world, the speed of dissipation of the soul may be faster than the decay of the body, so unfortunately, the knowledge and ability I have are not enough to help you for the time being." β
Cheng Yun was greatly disappointed, but fortunately, he had gradually accepted this fact these days.
"Is there any other way?"
"I can't give you a definite answer to this, there are infinite possibilities in the world, and people can only control limited knowledge in their lifetimes. The old master said calmly, "The body is the carrier of life, and the soul is the backup of the body, and they together record a life." We used to think that they could not be copied and replaced, but the rapid development of the times proved that our previous technology was not enough. Now we have proved that the body can re-give birth to the soul, and the body can be remade according to the soul, but no one knows if the world still records every life that passes through it in another way that we don't know. β
Cheng Yun didn't understand a little, but he understood the general meaning.
The old master glanced at him, smiled, didn't say much, and looked at the faΓ§ade of the hotel instead.
"Judging by the dΓ©cor of this house, it looks like an inn?" he said, changing the subject.
"Yes, the inn that my parents used when they died. β
"Hmm. The old man nodded, "That's just right. β
"Forehead ......"
"I want to go out and get to know your world, do you think it's okay?" the old man looked at him inquiringly.
"I can't stop you. Cheng Yun had no choice but to spread his hands.
"But you should learn to stop me. The old master became serious, as if he was playing the role of a mentor, "In the future, many people who come across the border are not simple roles, if you can't learn to control them, they will make trouble." β
"Okay!" Cheng Yun nodded solemnly, "Then I forbid you to leave here as the stationmaster of the space-time transfer station." β
The old man stood in place, looking at him helplessly.
"Okay, you can change your clothes before you go out. Cheng Yun said, "The clothes on your body are really a bit strange, and they ...... Too much like a beggar. β
"Do you have a lot of clothes here?"
"Nope. Cheng Yun was stunned, "I have it at home, I'll bring it to you tomorrow." β
"Then I'll go upstairs and have a look, okay?"
"Please take care of yourself. β
"Good. β
The old man turned and walked upstairs.
Cheng Yun sat at the counter, seeing that the time had passed eleven o'clock, opened QQ and sent a message to Cheng Yan, telling her that he would not go back tonight.
Only then did he realize that the roof of the building was locked.
But this shouldn't be difficult for the old man, right?
"Shuttle from other worlds, what a great ability!" Cheng Yun was still amazed.
This was beyond his comprehension, but he was quite quick to accept what happened to him.
Roof.
The old master easily opened the plum blossom lock that locked the iron gate on the roof of the building, without any psychological burden, and then stood on the edge of the rooftop and looked into the distance.
The brightly lit city was reflected in his somewhat cloudy eyes, buildings were piled up on the ground like building blocks, roads and bridges lit by street lamps were like glowing bands, vehicles drove like flowing water, neon lit up the night sky, and planes with flashing points of light flew by.
The light and shadow in his eyes flickered.
A rudimentary material-technological civilization.
The old man lowered his head, inexplicably touched.
When he looked up at the night sky again, there were suddenly more images in his pupils, as if time had been reversed, a thousand years in a flash.
The first apes rose from the forest, and the first group left the vast grassland.
Hunting becomes breeding, conflict becomes war.
The village has become a country, the symbol has become a poem, and the call has become a song.
The order is perfect, and the culture is sublimated.
The ravages of viruses, the development of technology, and the sound of camel bells bring communication, and the unsatisfying desires lead to world wars.
Every civilization has traveled more or less the same way......
After a long time, the old master withdrew his gaze and let go of the staff, which stood quietly beside him without falling.
His eyes began to flicker with inexplicable symbols again, constantly changing and changing.
After a long time, he sighed: "The rules ......"
It seems that there has never been a civilization like theirs in this universe, and at best, some people have imagined legends that outwardly resemble them. The rules of this world were unfamiliar to him, and their abilities had been suppressed to a very low level, and it might take a while for him to get used to it. Fortunately, he has reached a very high level and has also had the experience of cross-border travel, otherwise if he changes to a little mage, I am afraid that he will not even be able to use a low-level spell, so he will have to be at a loss.
Turning around and walking downstairs, he asked Cheng Yun for a room card, and walked back to his room-
A more modern single room, with a 1.8 meter bed and a simple long table embedded in the wall, with a chair, a single sofa, and appliances such as LCD TV, air conditioning, kettle and hair dryer. The window is not small, there is a bay window sill, and the bathroom is not big or small, which is more than enough for bathing.
He found soap in the bathroom with the words 'Anju Hotel' written on it, leaving him speechless and shaking his head.
Walking to the long table, the old man pulled out a chair and sat down, and with a little hand, a suspended transparent screen frame appeared in the air - it was full of unfamiliar words, and new words were beating.
"In June 1383 of the new calendar, I came to a strange world and found a newly awakened space-time node, which was very close to the world, and the space-time node had merged with living beings. β
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This experiment proves that the space-time nodes have considerable differences and are irrefutable. In addition, the space-time nodes are controlled by living beings in a fused way, and the living beings exist in a way similar to the 'consciousness of the space-time node', the specific situation needs to be investigated later. There is a difference between the space-time nodes that merge with living beings and the space-time nodes that are unowned, and it is not yet possible to prove whether fusion leads to differences, or differences lead to fusion ......"
One by one, the text emerged, as if writing experimental data, but more like an experience impression.
At the same time, there are already many, many words on it, all about space-time nodes. Most of the time, the old master will add something to the end, and sometimes he will turn it up, insert some words in the middle, or change something.
And Cheng Yun was still waiting for twelve o'clock in front of the counter, and at the same time he was thinking, feeling extremely tired.
Why should you shoulder the responsibility of a superhero if you are a salted fish? I have no power and power, how should I negotiate with those bigwigs who travel through time and space in the future?
It seems that the old man upstairs is the only person he can rely on at the moment!
As soon as twelve o'clock passed, he launched his own hotel, Meituan, Dianping, Mafengwo, Qunar, etc. on major platforms......
Then he sat for a while, and went upstairs to sleep.