For a week, a month, a season, or a year, Zhao Mai did not leave the Doomsday Volcano for a second. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info He spends his days reading books, researching history, compiling notes, and performing complex calculations on the ice, an operation that no one can understand. Sometimes, with the help of neural networks, he hands the load of computation to Gardener Dragons and the newly hatched ghost ships. After each such calculation, the gardener dragon would run to Xiaohua and cry that his master had bullied them, showed them things they couldn't understand, and forced them to work.

Xiaohua didn't understand what Zhao Mai was doing at all, and even if Zhao Mai used the druid method to pass on her understanding to Xiaohua, it would be difficult for her to understand. "I'm studying how two histories are superimposed, that is, the relationship between parallel worlds. I had to find out what was going on with the incongruity. Zhao Mai scratched his head and said helplessly: "I haven't fully understood it yet, so the understanding passed on to you may not be able to understand it." ”

"So you're going to stay here all the time?"

"As soon as I approach the door and the thought of going out, I feel dangerous. Zhao Mai said: "You know that my mind is not smart, but I have come to this day step by step by relying on my feelings." I believe in the feeling of stockpiling, I believe in your feelings, and I have to believe in my feelings. If you were to ask me what exactly happened, I wouldn't be able to tell. I may need you to stay with me and wait for me. ”

Xiaohua nodded. Now it seems that Zhao Mai does not have any abnormalities except that he does not leave the Doomsday Volcano. Whether it's the Natural Force or the psychic ability, it's also very stable. If Xiaohua had to say something unusual, there was only one thing: Zhao Mai had become a bit of a chatter (a word she had learned from Zhao Mai), and from time to time she would say something very logically strange, much like a prophet or shaman in the world of Greon - there were memories of them in the Tree of Enlightenment.

Zhao Mai is equivalent to temporarily settling his home in the Doomsday Volcano, which is definitely an unusual residence. The endless power of destruction, the terrible will to end everything always surrounds Zhao Mai, and no one can sleep here. Fortunately, Zhao Mai didn't need to sleep to recover his mental and physical strength, and he just used the saved time to think. In this way, time passed slowly, year after year, a full twelve years passed, and Zhao Mai still locked himself in the Doomsday Volcano, looking for the result he had always wanted.

Due to the effect of the elixir of immortality, there is no change in Zhao Mai, Xiaohua and Reserve Grain, but Aragorn is different. This was the second time he had come to Mount Doom since he became king, with only one purpose, to visit his old friend who had locked him up here for twelve years.

He was already a beloved and successful king, benefiting both Gondor and Rohan. The people's living standards have been continuously improved, and the society has been leveled and prosperous. "It's not your fault. The Legion Bread solves your food problem, and the end of the war lowers your military spending, allowing you to devote more energy to your livelihood. Zhao Mai was blunt to the king and said, "The orcs have settled down in the south of Mordor, and there is no Sauron forcing them to fight, in fact, the orcs do not have to kill other races. Xiaohua told me that they are currently going to the arena to fight when their hands are itchy, which is also a way to solve the urge to fight. So, if you want land in the south of Mordor, or continue to build castle fortresses on the border, I advise you to save it. ”

"You speak much tougher than what you write in your letter, I don't seem to have offended you, did I?"

Zhao Mai snorted and nodded: "The elves have basically left, and the two hands left behind can be counted." Frodo they also departed, and traveled with Gandalf to Valinor. You sent a messenger to tell me all this sad news, why don't you offend me? ”

"Haha, that's exactly what I said. Aragorn said, "I'm here to tell you, can you increase the production of the Legion's bread? ”

"Phew, you're embarrassed. My Legion bread is calculated according to your population, and the richer you are, the less Legion bread there is, and the reason for this has already been told to you. Don't you know what happened to Sauron? The bread was so good that it was over. Do you want your Gondor to end up like that? I'm going to hurt you by increasing your numbers. ”

"Are you sure you're right?"

Zhao Mai rolled his eyes and pointed to the volcanic rock wall with his finger: "Look at the things on it, if you can understand what I'm counting, even if it's close to my calculation level, I'll cover all the food in your country." For so many years, I have mobilized tens of thousands of gardeners to help me share the pressure of calculation, will I miscalculate?

"Not really, Alwyn doesn't see anyone starving, but poverty is always there. ”

"Arwin, your elf wife?" Zhao Mai scratched his head, rolled his eyes upward, pinched his fingers with each other, and said after pretending for a few seconds: "I did it again just now, that's right." You say that poverty is always there, but that is your people, and you have to do your part. The bread I gave you for the Legion is absolutely sufficient, and if it continues to increase, it will only add three things: dependence, laziness, and corruption. I think the third option is the most likely. You are the king, has it been a long time since your sword killed anyone?Nasir the Holy Sword...... Show me, okay? I haven't seen it since the reforge. ”

"Absolutely. It's just that you'd better be careful, it's very sharp. Aragorn untied the sword from his waist and handed it directly to Zhao Mai. "Seriously, the elves' forging skills are really good, I can't tell that it was once just a fragment. ”

With a bang, the sword came out of its sheath, the cold light was like a glow, and the Nasir Holy Sword was really extraordinary! Zhao Mai gently stroked the spine of the sword with his hand, and suddenly felt a pain in his fingers, and blood was actually dripping. "There's something wrong with the workmanship of this sword, there are burrs on the surface, and I'm not touching the blade, it's just a smooth blade, where did it cut me?"

Zhao Mai looked at the wound on his finger, the power of regeneration had made it heal quickly. Twelve years of puzzles finally put together the last piece of the puzzle in this moment.

He sheathed his sword and returned it to Aragorn, saying, "Thank you for coming to see me, I finally understand why I am in this crater." The One Ring fears here, just as it once feared in the fragments of Nasir's holy sword. ”

"The One Ring, isn't it already going to fall?"

"That's right. Zhao Mai said: "But I am the next Supreme Ring." ”