Faced with Sean's doubts, Marpel didn't answer immediately, and pondered for a long time with a cup of tea before slowly speaking: "Little guy, do you know the concept of 'dimension'?"

"Dimension?" Hearing some familiar terms from Marpel's mouth, Sean flashed a name in his mind and blurted out, "Keendel Kea, that alternative mad scientist?"

"Mad scientist?" Marpel was surprised to hear this, and then nodded again, and said, "You can call him that, too." ”

Of course, Sean is not unfamiliar with the name Keen Del Kea, but he has more or less heard of this scientist who is wanted by several countries at the same time, and has collected some of his papers and experimental plans accordingly.

I have to admit that he does deserve the title of 'mad scientist'.

Touching his chin with his hand, trying to search the memories in his mind, Sean remembered several earth-shattering events in Keendel.

It is said that in order to prove the existence of 'black witchcraft' in the Duchy of Soth, he joined the scientific research institute of Soth as a weapons researcher, and after obtaining a certain status, he relied on potions to paralyze several witches belonging to the royal family, and dissected them alive, and one of the witches was still the little princess of the Duchy of Soth.

After escaping from the Duchy of Soth, he joined the Northern Kingdom with a different identity to conduct another of his crazy research - grafting the excellent abilities of animals to humans, such as the speed of a cheetah, the strength of a giant bear, the rebirth of a lizard, etc...

The plan was to create a super soldier, but it seems that due to a large number of live experiments, many people died, and for this reason, the Northern Kingdom broke out with a boiling bill of rights, so he was also deported.

Just thinking back to Keendel's two experiments, Sean couldn't help but sigh 'crazy' again, but he had to admire his brilliant mind.

The word dimension is also learned from one of his papers, where he said that we ordinary people live in three-dimensional space, and the so-called gods are nothing more than beings of higher dimensions than us, so we worship and worship them because we can't understand them and can't know them.

It's like if we draw a small person on a piece of paper, it is a two-dimensional creature that can never understand me as a three-dimensional creature, so we can call it a god.

While watching Sean ponder for a long time, Marpel refilled him with another cup of tea and said, "It seems that you know Keendel quite well, is he your idol?"

"I can't talk about it, but I think there seems to be some truth to Mr. Keendel's strange theories. Sean, who took the teacup in thanks, asked rhetorically, "I wonder why Ms. Marpel brought him up?"

"It's just that his dimensional theory is easier for you to understand. As he spoke, Mapel's smile stood up as if he were a warning, "Do you know Keendel's other identity, little one?"

"He's also a magician?"

"Yes, he is the president of the Life Alchemy Society, a dangerous and crazy villain. ”

The Alchemy Society of Life?

A magician of the path of life?

Alchemy?

The unfamiliar name of the organization appeared in Sean's mind, and before he could ask, Marpel in front of him explained again: "A magical society formed by a group of unbelieving madmen, their philosophy advocates the supremacy of human rights, science is their foundation, magic is their means, and gods are their obstacles. ”

Sean, who was shocked by Marpel's words, glared at him and muttered, "What a crazy idea, then do they belong to cultists, similar to the existence of the Last Church?"

"No, although some of their members are more extreme, they are generally beneficial to the entire occult world, you must know that at least more than half of the magic potions come from them, and most of the noble class is on their side. ”

Aristocrat?

Looking at the sarcasm on Marpel's face, Sean reacted instantly, after all, compared to the magic of a dangerous magician, the potion seemed to be more acceptable.

And judging from Kiendel's identity, the witches of the Duchy of Soth should not be ordinary people.

But what is the path of the witch?

"Who is the witch of Nathoth?"

"A bunch of poor women. Markel obviously didn't talk deeply about this topic, and turned the conversation between the two back to the subject and said, "Since you know the concept of dimension, then the rest is easy to explain to you, do you know the potions?"

Looking at Marpel's serious face, Sean collected his thoughts and nodded, "The captain said that potions are both gifts and curses. ”

"Potions can be seen as keys, a key to induce us to start the leap to higher dimensions, knowing that when low-dimensional creatures move up to higher dimensions, they must receive a lot of information, and this process is called promotion. Marpel's eyes began to glaze out as he spoke, as if he were caught in some kind of memory.

Information?

Hearing this, Sean nodded thoughtfully, and rarely did not ask, which is very understandable, every time he is promoted through potions, he has gained a lot of 'skills' in his mind.

And with each promotion, there will be a certain amount of personality changes, which is a side effect of potions, such as the magicians of the storm path are more irritable, the magicians of the sun path are more old-fashioned, and the magicians of the death path are more sensible.

There is also the most obvious change in the body, just like Sean because of the potions, in addition to the increase in physique, inexplicably began to dislike light.

In any case, from the moment we take the potion, we cannot be called human.

"So the loss of control is caused by the side effects of the jump that we can't afford to make?"

Hearing Sean's question, Marpel nodded and said: "Yes, loss of control means that our body can't withstand the influx of those messages, so it collapses into an irrational monster, but those messages will not disappear with your loss of control, it will further transform your body, and even spread to the surroundings, polluting other people or objects, this process is the so-called loss of control." ”

It is also the simplest explanation for why mortals should not look directly at God, because just one look from a god can make you unbearable and cause you to lose control. ”

Marpel looked at Sean, who had returned to a sluggish state again, and stopped talking, there were some things that should not have been understood by this low-ranking little guy.

......

"Whew..."Sean, who exhaled deeply, raised his hands and rubbed his swollen temples at the same time, receiving too much information for a while, which made him a little incomprehensible.

However, he seems to understand why Boris's loss of control has led to the alienation of ordinary people, even plants and inanimate stones.

It's no wonder that his spiritual vision can't clearly see their appearance, it's just a mess of random accumulation, how can he identify its own spirit.

The tentacles and claws of the alienated ones seen with the naked eye may be the flesh of high-latitude creatures in low-latitudes, but we can't correctly recognize them as low-dimensional creatures, so we regard them as our most disgusting images.

Maybe in the future, we will also have an inhuman scene, as Marpel said, we have been jumping to higher latitudes, and there will definitely be anomalies in our bodies.

Three-dimensional space, four-dimensional space, or higher five-dimensional space...

Incomprehensible.

According to Keen Del's conjecture, the four-dimensional space is composed of points, lines, planes, and time, but it is not equal to the three-dimensional space plus the 'time axis' that is the four-dimensional space, but the three-dimensional space plus the 'time dimension' is the structure of the four-dimensional space.

The four-dimensional space itself is a false proposition.

Because the concept of 'time' cannot be understood by human beings, the ancients observed time with the rising and setting of the sun, and in modern times we observe time with clocks, but we never feel time, just like the villain in two-dimensional space can never understand us in three-dimensional space.

I don't understand.

Patting his head hard, Sean put the question in the deepest part of his mind, waiting for the opportunity to dig into it later.

He took out the linked watch in his arms and looked at the 2:30 scale, and asked, "Ms. Marpel, what day of the week is today?"

"Early hours of the weekend. Marpel found that Sean, whose face changed from doubtful to anxious, and then to excited and worried, couldn't help but laugh and said, "I'm not going to continue?" ”

"No, how can I get out of here?"

"Tomorrow morning, is there something important?"

Looking at Marpel with a curious face, Sean went straight back to the bed, lay down and snorted coldly: "Date." ”