Passing through the gate of time, the white dragon looked at the silent night and was silent.

The night sky is clearly dazzling the Big Dipper, which is the Earth.

The slightly pungent smell of kerosene drifted down from the street lamp and into the white dragon's nose.

This is still an underdeveloped earth, the white dragon thought to himself.

Even more backward than HP, London of that era was at least electric.

He pinched his nose and endured the air pollution, and began to sense the spirit of the world, a simple test to determine whether a world possessed magic, and the results of the test seemed strange to him. Although the will of the world exists and is very active, but when Shirakawa is about to cast a spell, he senses bursts of madness and gore rushing to his head, mixed with inaudible murmurs that make people shiver.

Bai He was a little surprised, fortunately he didn't come to do growth dormancy, if he absorbed this magic when he was growing up, wouldn't he become a madman?

Even if it's a tuning hibernation, the magic of this world is terrifying enough.

Bai He frowned, and roughly perceived that the spell effect that the will structure and strength of this world could support was very powerful, not even inferior to Antas, but an obvious problem was that once the communication with the will of this world was too deep, the consciousness would be affected.

It is estimated that many high-level spellcasters are insane.

Bai He didn't try to verify this guess, he quickly walked along the main road into the center of the city, smashed the window of the newsstand and took out a few newspapers,

The first page of the newspaper is the latest current political news, with two fat men shaking hands around the podium of the Star-Spangled Banner, and below it is an enthusiastic crowd of onlookers.

Before he looked at the English below, Bai He felt that the middle-aged fat man who occupied a secondary position in this shot was a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

[In the center of the shot is Willian Tafort, and he is shaking hands with Theodore Roosevelt, if our calculations are correct, it should be 1908 or 1909, Yin (for some elemental river crab) is preparing for a presidential election, and about 15 years later, this Siodore Roosevelt's head will be engraved as a memorial on President's Hill in South Dakota.] 】

"No wonder. "Bai He suddenly saw President Mountain in person, and he left a few photos, but it was indeed a long time ago.

So, this is the Earth in the early 20th century?

Shirakawa thought to himself.

Judging from the normal human history alone, the human beings of this era are indeed weak, and they are weaker than HP.

No satellites, no missiles, no nuclear weapons.

However, the terrifying madness in the will of the world and the uncertainty of whether it will be 10 or 20 points of world difficulty in the end made Shirakawa feel very wary.

Behind these things there must be a greater danger.

Bai He disguised himself and found a big man to rob a sum of money, in his opinion, what technical means to invest or something in this era are idle, or robbery is the most right way, he coerced the big man to hand over all the money in the safe and the cash on his body, and then after thinking about it, knocked them out and left.

The white dragon has not yet studied the spell casting rules of this world, and the spell knowledge of the other world cannot be transplanted for the time being, and even if it can be transplanted, Bai He does not plan to cast spells such as amnesia on these two poor insects.

Due to the magical nature of this world, any magic that targets consciousness has the effect of inducing madness.

As always, Bailong has never been inclined to take things too far for those he takes the initiative to infringe on.

After squeezing this family of capitalists, Bai He wiped his traces and flew to another city in stealth, hid in a hotel and stayed, using this time to complete the localization of many spells, the magic of this world has no restrictions on spells, the only terrible thing is the madness contained in the magic, which makes Bai He be able to release fewer spells every day than Antas, once he casts too many spells, his spirit will show a tendency to get out of control.

If a big white dragon is going to make trouble in this big city of the Yin Kingdom......

found that if Bai Long went out and turned into a madman to cast spells to fight, the simple cannons and machine guns of this era would not pose much threat to him.

But if you don't have the consciousness to cast spells after going crazy, you will probably be taught to be a dragon by the cannons of this era.

Bai Long weighed the dangers he might face, and still had a feeling of uncertainty in his heart.

It's been more than a month since he entered this world, and the white dragon still hasn't sensed what the danger of this world is.

It wasn't until almost two months ago that Bai He finally found something special in this world.

That day, the proprietress of the hotel was in the lobby holding her son, a shy typical American teenager, and let out a loud laugh of ecstasy: "Hahahahaha, my son! My son was admitted! He passed the exam! God, I knew it! He must have become great, he was admitted to the University of Miskatanic!"

The drinkers respectfully flattered that not many American civilian families in this era could enter college,

Bai Heleng, who was hidden in the corner of the bar, took a sip of water and squirted out.

Miskatanic University, Shirakawa rolled his eyes, hoping that this poor kid would still be a normal person after four years.

At the beginning of the 20th century, Miskatani, the mad magic that erodes the will...... Cthulhu.

Shirakawa narrowed his eyes slightly, shook his head and walked out of the tavern.

[Host, what do you think?]

"According to Lovecraft's original book, as long as you don't die in this world, there is generally no danger of death, but there is a problem here. Bai He frowned.

"What's the problem?"

"With the head of a big octopus in the Pacific Ocean that can be knocked over by a fishing boat, can the danger of this world be 20?"

Shirakawa fell into deep thought.

There's something weird.

......

After thinking about it, Bai He didn't delve too deeply.

If the danger level of this world is 10, then the big octopus head in the Pacific Ocean is more than enough as the boss at the bottom of the pass, looking at most of Mr. Luo's works, these bosses and the dependents of the boss are more inclined to destroy the consciousness of the unintentional intervener, followed by the body, and most of the books show a situation of fear beyond reason that drives the protagonist gradually crazy.

Bai He is not afraid of this, his strong nerves and Erbi's mind support his sense of perseverance, there are really not many things that can scare a dragon to death, not to mention a dragon who talks and laughs with magic all day long.

It's just that Bai Long was a little worried, and he suddenly felt the weakness of the consciousness of these three-body people: "You guys...... OK...... Right?"

【...... The consciousness of the world here is extremely unfriendly to our present form of existence. S1 hesitated for a while, and said, "When we came into contact with magic, we found that the erosion of negative energy on us was accelerated tenfold, please try not to let us use spells to support you, and some other colleagues...... They seem to be less resistant to this magical environment than us in our ghost form. 】

"I'll open all the vice-brain permissions, and you guys can hide inside. It is enough to protect my spirit at the most critical time. Bai He pondered for a moment and made a decision: "If the difficulty level of this world is not 10 but 20, then there must be some extremely terrible things that we encounter, just like I met you, it is likely to be an irresistible encounter, so it is better to give up this possibility." ”

[So?]

"Sleep first, sleep later. Bai Hadao: "Let's hide in a good place and see what the world can do to us." ”

White Gentian burrowed into the sewers of the Boston City of Boston, and opened a makeshift nest at the bottom of the sewers deeper than the aquifer, using the Fossil to Mud/Turning Ni to Stone series, as well as spells such as Axe Axe and Earth Moving, to open up a huge cavern, and the work was so subtle that it did not disturb the government offices above.

Shirakawa turned back into his original form and lay in the cave, tirelessly laying all kinds of spells around the cave - although the pollution of world consciousness is very annoying, it is obviously impossible to choke on food for this.

Under heavy protection, the White River began to sleep.

After a long breath, the white dragon's posture changed again, although it did not become larger, but the feeling of incongruity gradually disappeared, and the structure of flesh, bone marrow, and internal organs became more mysterious, able to hold a larger amount of magic and a higher density.

Some of the brutal features of the white dragon's body became sharper, the coarse and bulky details were finer, the old scales fell off, and the new scales spontaneously shimmered with a dull and mysterious sheen - the original scientific effect was transformed into a special effect mixed with magic, and the whole dragon was entangled in starlight that seemed to be mixed with clouds, making it look more like a purely magical creature than a simple beast.

At first glance, it is still a white dragon, but careful people will break free from this impression and find that this white dragon is clearly different.

The warlock bloodline of the dragon clan was further strengthened in Bai He's body, reaching the point where he could directly contact the second ring of the magic net, and a dragon at the young dragon stage possessed such an innate magical ability, which was far beyond the setting of Bahamut or Tiamat for non-legendary dragons.

Some nerves poked out of the musculature above the heart, piercing deep into the accessory brain, and soon, the structure of this high-tech thing seeped into the mana attached to the dragon's nerve and with the spirit of the dragon, and the structure changed, and it was originally like a transplanted tissue outside the dragon's body, but now it was tightly connected to Shirakawa's body tissue like a native tissue.

The Trisolarans panicked for a while, and then adapted to this environment. It's just that they suddenly feel that their authority over this sub-brain has been further stripped of completely, and they are now just a user.

The spontaneous adjustment did not end like this, the tenacious dragon nerves poked out of the auxiliary brain again, spreading and inserting into the artificial muscles and bone protective layers that the three-body scientists later inserted on Bai He's body, and they began to fine-tune their shapes, and the places that originally seemed incongruous inside and outside the white dragon's body gradually disappeared, and the body shape became more natural.

After the adjustment, the white dragon did not stop sleeping, this change enhanced his body's ability to accommodate magical power, the original abnormal development speed was suppressed and adjusted for a very short time, and more subtle adjustments appeared in various areas of Bai He's body, and it would take him longer.

And on the day when the white dragon was asleep, it seemed that something disturbed the magic protection of the outer layer of the white river, and this feeling only lasted less than a moment before returning to normal, and the pitch-black hole was still quiet under the faint light emitted by the white dragon's body, as if nothing had happened.