Pittman's words caused Gawain to stop again.

"The other half of what you said is ......"

Pitman stroked his somewhat messy beard, and the little old man, who had never been serious, had a rare trace of solemnity on his face: "So far, all magic devices can only achieve 'instant release' spells, and there is no way to use spiritual guidance spells like the Hand of Plasticity, isn't it?" ”

Gawain instantly understood what the other party meant, and his eyes widened slightly at the possible development prospects of the neural cord technology.

Magic technology is flawed – or rather limited – and that limitation has been there since the beginning.

The "spells" of this world can be roughly divided into two kinds, one belongs to the instant release, as long as the caster completes the spell model, or sets up the rune array in advance, then only need to inject energy, and the spell can be released immediately, without more manual participation - fireball spells, ice arrows, repulsion tricks and other instant spells belong to this category, and the other spell is the "spirit guidance class", as the name suggests, its operation requires human beings to use mental power to constantly maintain and control, such as the hand of plastic energy, All kinds of mind-type spells fall into this category.

Obviously, the current stage of magic guidance technology can only achieve the first situation - by arranging a specific rune array, storing the spell model in the machine in advance, and then pressing a button to release a spell, this is the essence of the vast majority of magic devices.

This is the only way Gawain can think of using his "Earth Mindset" to generalize magic.

However, there is more than one kind of spell in this world, and for those spells that require spiritual guidance, magic guidance technology is stretched thin - ordinary people who do not have mental power cannot control a complex and changeable spell in real time by pressing a button, although Jenny has been trying to use the rune array to control the plastic hand to achieve various operations, and in the process to find a breakthrough in the "spirit guidance" spell, but the clumsy, sluggish, error-prone prototype system has not seen any practical value at present, There is no hope of a breakthrough in the foreseeable future.

In addition, it is also due to this limitation that some of the current magic devices have encountered great constraints in the research and development process, such as the newly completed immersive neural cockpit - the "hint scenes" stored inside it to allow users to distinguish between the real world and illusions must be edited by mages, and ordinary technicians cannot interfere at all, which is obviously inconsistent with Gawain's research and development ideas.

"The original intention of the Eternal Sleepers in entrusting the Society of the End of Everything to develop the neural cord technology was to expand the Order so that those who were not Eternal Sleep Priests—such as converted merchants, minor nobles, and even pagan priests—could also access their dreams and be transformed by the Dark Doctrine, and although their intentions were dark, their goal was very close to what we thought: to enable those who did not possess some kind of supernatural talent to achieve supernatural power with the help of tools."

Pitman said unhurriedly, after so many years of leaving the dark sect, the knowledge that was deeply imprinted in the depths of his memory was gradually emerging, and these obscure knowledge were slowly blending with the miracles in the city of magic in front of him, and his thoughts were becoming clearer and clearer.

"The nerve cord connects the human brain and the runes, and it replaces the human 'psychic power induction' process in the process, so we might as well expand the idea: let ordinary people who can't sense magic connect to the nerve cord, will they be able to indirectly control the magic power? If we add some auxiliary energy devices, spellcasters, and auxiliary machines to this device, then ...... Is there any difference between an ordinary person connected to a nerve cord and a full set of external equipment and a real mage? ”

A breakthrough in spirit-guided spells has been found.

It's outside of the magic technology, in the cultist's tech tree.

"There is a difference......" Looking at the old druid in front of him, Gawain suddenly laughed, "A real mage may have to go through several years of training to be promoted to the first level, and he must have enough luck, talent and money, and a 'artificial mage' with a nerve cord is promoted to the next level...... I'm afraid I just need to change a big magic capacitor. ”

Pitman spreads his hands: "It takes time to develop a new model of magic capacitor. ”

"That's true, but once it's developed, it can be used on hundreds of thousands or even millions of people immediately......"

Amber, who was standing behind the two, looked at Gawain and then at Pittman, the half-elf was instantly sleepy from the time the two of them started to discuss technical issues just now, but she still understood what the two old people were discussing - when she heard the last few words, Miss Half-elf finally couldn't help it: "Mom...... Are you serious? ”

"Any technology that challenges the norm feels like a fantasy until it's implemented," Gawain said with a laugh, "but there's such a thing as 'conventional'...... Isn't it just for breaking? ”

Then he turned to Pittman and said solemnly: "I think this idea is very feasible, you can try it - you are an expert in the field of druids." But be careful: we are not sleepers, nor are all things doomed. ”

"I see what you mean," Pitman bowed his head deeply, "rest assured, I'm not and I won't be. ”

……

Everything seemed to be back on track, the continent was still developing according to its original trajectory, the nobles were still in a bad mood, the kingdoms were still fighting in the open, the civil war was still going on, the development was going on, the anomalies of the Great Sun and the Great Wall caused some panic for a while, but these fears gradually subsided as the barrier was restored, and on the surface, it was business as usual in the world.

But for those who keep an eye on the wasteland, the aftermath of the Great Wall's mutation continues.

The eastern region of Ansu, deep in the underground palace.

The rustle of roots rubbing against the stone slabs echoed in the deep darkness of the dungeon, and the magic crystal lamps were embedded in the ancient stone walls, and the light emitted by the magic crystal lamps created a staggered area of light and dark in the dimly lit palace, and Berthira walked through the corridor, which she was already familiar with, to the place where the imams were meeting.

Long tables and chairs were placed in the vast hall of the dungeon, and the glow of the magic crystal lamp shone from the roof, illuminating the faces of those attending the meeting, some of whom turned in the direction of the entrance, and one of the patriarchs couldn't help but frown when he saw Bertila: "You're late again, Imam Berthira." ”

"As long as you don't discuss anything useful, I'm not late for any time," Bertila replied with a mocking sneer, and sat down at her place at the long table, "or ...... Have you discussed something useful? ”

The way the woman spoke was the way the imams were already surprised, and the elven twins Filna and Relna, who were sitting across the long table, laughed in unison and said, "Ha, that's not true—if you don't come again, maybe we'll all start talking about dinner." ”

"We'll talk about that later, but for now, let's focus on the wasteland," Berthira said, shaking her head, "The Grand Imam has seen the revelation from the Book of Ultimate, our sun...... Something did go wrong, and the power it unleashed was stirring up the magical environment of the entire world, and it would greatly speed up the collapse of that barrier. ”

The patriarchs discussed in a low voice, and in the midst of a brief discussion, someone looked up at Bertilla: "We have speculated on this before, and now the question is how much the sun will affect it, and how long the walls of the Gondor Wasteland will last, if everything is ...... So, how much in advance? ”

"It's a pity that the Book of Ultimate doesn't give an answer, it's just a man-made forgery," Bertila shook her head, "and we don't know the exact technical details of the barrier made by the elves. ”

A tall and thin middle-aged man looked at the elf twins at the scene: "We have two elves here......

"It's a shame we don't know how to shield technology," the Twins grinned, "but we can be sure of at least one thing—our Majesty will definitely take action, and perhaps the team she's sent to warn the nations and repair the barrier will already be on their way by this time." ”

Bertilla waited for the twin elves to finish, coughed softly, and stood up: "Whatever happens on the elves' side, we have to be prepared - given that there are changes in the wasteland in advance, we need to consider planning ahead." ”

Someone exclaimed in a low voice: "This has already happened? ”

"This is the will of the Grand Imam," Bertila looked in the direction the voice came from, "the answer given by the Ultimate Book is not optimistic, and we don't have time to prepare slowly. ”

One of the people sitting at the end of the long table stood up: "If the plan is to be advanced, we must contact our compatriots on the other side of the wall......"

"Due to the failure of the communication system of the Great Wall, our communication with the wasteland has been cut off," said a middle-aged man in a black robe with a half-face as mutated as the bark of a tree, "The elves will definitely update the communication channels in the process of repairing the barrier, and our 'Dark Bridge' will be completely ineffective, now we must restore contact with our compatriots in the wasteland as soon as possible in order to understand the situation inside the wall." ”

"I've sent someone to contact the Sleepers—their telepathic projection technology is expected to break through the barrier," Bertila said, "Also, Imam Heaton, how is the biomass collection going?" ”

Tall, thin, and grim-faced, Imam Heaton looked up, "There is still a gap—the change in the situation in the south is unexpected. ”

“…… We thought that the war in the south would be fought for at least a few years, but we didn't expect that Gawain? Cecil had bulldozed all the noble coalition forces directly," the other imam shook his head, "and he also promoted cremation and purification rituals on a large scale in the South, where there were very few sources of biomass available. ”

"Don't complain about these useless things," Bertila interrupted, "as much as you want—the body of the false god is nearing completion, and the biomass is lacking...... After next spring, the Kingdom Army and the Eastern Frontier Army will naturally make up for us. ”

The meeting is over.

Figures in priests' robes got up and left the hall, and the vast space soon became quiet, Beltila stayed where she was, and the last to leave was the elven twins.

"Bertila, you've been so upset lately," said the Elven Twins, who came to the Patriarch, and the smiling sisters smiled together as if they were the same person inside and outside the mirror, "Would you like us to 'heal' you?" ”

"I'm not pitiful enough to do so," Bertila rejected the two of them indifferently, "but you, as elves, really don't care about the fate of the Silver Empire after the barrier collapses?" ”

"Haha," the twins chuckled crisply, and in the midst of that silvery laugh, they turned away, leaving only a word to float into Bertila's ears, "don't you care about Typhon's fate?" Ms. Augustus ......"

Bertila let out a very slight sigh as she watched the Elven Twins depart, then sat down in her place, looking up at the ancient stone roof above.

"Augustus...... It's been a long time since I've heard that. ”

On the mottled and ancient roof, the magic crystal lamp was still bright, and around the magic crystal lamp, the newly inlaid metal plates were neatly arranged, extending to the top of the adjacent pillar, and the runes on the metal plates shimmered slightly in the darkness, as if breathing.

"Anyway, the magic web is really a good thing to use."