It's evening time again, Kevin saw that there should be only one person in the principal's room, so he knocked on the door and entered: "Principal, can I come in?"

"Come in. The headmaster's voice came from inside the door.

Kevin pushed the door open and saw the headmaster still sitting at his desk, looking at a book in a small language. Kevin couldn't help but be surprised, and subconsciously wanted to take a closer look to see if it was a real person or a doppelganger.

"What's the matter?" the headmaster just glanced up at him, still looking down at the book.

"Headmaster, do you have time now? I have some questions for you. Kevin replied respectfully.

"If it's an academic problem, it's better to consult a professional teacher," the principal didn't look up, "if it's something else...... Alas, forget it, you say. ”

"Sorry for taking a moment of your time. Kevin nodded in gratitude, then pulled out the hedron from his pocket and began to lay out the enchantment.

The headmaster finally looked away from the book and watched Kevin busy back and forth, a little reluctant to speak.

After a while, Kevin's enchantment was finished, and it was impossible to hear the internal conversation outside, so he began to get to the point: "Actually, we recently found out that there is a Church of Light nearby that is a little strange......"

So, Kevin began to talk endlessly, starting from the first time Leyson came to the church and tried to believe it or not, and then successfully obtained the "miracle", and then the priest began to gather believers, collect donations, and then several of them went to the church to investigate and draw a map of the flow of light elements.

After all, it's not a troubled time, and you can't do everything by yourself, so Kevin also decided to communicate his ideas with the leader. Of course, I didn't say it all, and I hid a lot of plots. And Kevin didn't tell all the speculations about the nature of the spells, those that belonged to him were his personal speculations, and if he was wrong, he would be ridiculed.

After listening to this, the principal was silent for a long time, and finally shook his head helplessly: "You can sit down for a while." ”

Kevin nodded, sat down, and waited for the principal to speak.

"Tell me what you're going to do. The headmaster finally closed his book, fingers tapping on the table.

"Actually, it's nothing, that priest accepts money from believers, but I don't have any evidence, and I don't think it can cause any big trouble, so maybe it's okay to leave it alone, right?" Kevin smiled.

"Then why are you coming to me for that?" the headmaster smiled.

"That'...... Is it okay for our school's students to become their living advertisements?" Kevin asked, "If something happens, won't it damage our school's reputation?"

The headmaster sighed, "We're in the enchantment now, so let's not go around in circles." Just say it, what the hell do you want to do?"

"I want to really crack the spell of light. Kevin replied.

"Why?" the headmaster didn't seem surprised, just subconsciously asked rhetorically.

"Personal vendettas. Kevin only mumbled.

The headmaster smiled and shook his head, "We know a few things about you, and even Leyson has a general understanding of them. But you should understand that in the current situation, it is impossible. ”

"Isn't it because it's impossible at the moment, so you won't crack it?" Kevin asked rhetorically.

The principal frowned: "Kevin, if you really want to crack the light spell, you can try to declare the project yourself, but I will definitely not approve it for you." ”

Kevin was embarrassed for a moment, realizing that his tone was too tough, so he could only soften: "I'm sorry, I was excited. In fact, the main reason why I came to you today is that I suddenly figured something out. ”

In desperation, Kevin spoke out his thoughts and speculations.

The headmaster was so angry that he even slapped the table: "You actually brought the necromancer to the church? Don't you, don't you think our secrets are not exposed enough? Do you have a problem with your brain?"

Kevin hurriedly bowed his head: "Yes, yes, yes, it was my mistake." ”

"Mistake?" the Headmaster leaned back in his chair for a moment, "No wonder the Assassin Guild wants to kick your ass, I want to kick your ass now!"

Kevin sat stiffly and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"And then, what do you want?" the headmaster calmed down, "have you done so many things without any realistic goals?"

Kevin touched his conscience and replied: "I personally don't care much about money, and my personal strength is like this, and I don't have much hope." But I still hope to do something, accomplish something that belongs to me, and at the same time remove obstacles and make a small contribution to national building. This is true of both what I do and what I write. ”

"Don't talk about it, you like to make trouble. The headmaster waved his hand.

"Who doesn't like that?" asked Kevin.

Principal: "......"

After a moment of silence, the headmaster spoke again: "What are you going to do if I don't agree, or don't answer your question?"

Kevin hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head: "Then ...... No way. I will continue to be a librarian and do my duty. ”

"You'll go to the Assassin President, you'll go to General Ouder, you'll go to President Bright of the Membrane Law Guild. The principal directly punctured Kevin's lies.

Kevin lowered his head, which was a default. The principal was helpless, knowing that even if he didn't say it, others might tell him who would make him well-connected.

"Forget it, since you're so curious, I'll tell you the truth," the headmaster stood up, "but you have to remember that the more secrets you know, the more dangerous you are. And personal strength is the best guarantee to resist danger, and from a certain point of view, knowing the secret beyond one's own strength level is equivalent to death. ”

Kevin was stunned and hesitated for a while.

However, the principal immediately added: "But it's different now, now I have permission." Maybe we can change the conventional way of thinking. ”

After saying that, the principal waved his hand involuntarily, only to see a flash of white light, and the two of them had been teleported directly from the principal's office to a new place.

Kevin hurriedly looked around his surroundings, but felt familiar: "This is ...... The third floor of the library?"

"Yes. The headmaster replied, and with a wave of his hand, a magic book flew up from the bookshelf and landed in his hand.

Kevin looked over and saw that the book was all blank with only one number: "404." ”

On the third floor of the library is the most important secret, and the books all have encryption spells, and the encryption methods are different. Some look garbled, some are weird graphics, and some are blank. Although Kevin is a manager, he doesn't have the ability to consult these things, he is only responsible for management.

The headmaster took out a magic staff, tapped the pages of the book, and for a moment the light shone, and the various words on the book appeared, automatically jumped into the air, arranged and combined, and then automatically returned to the page. And the original number is gone, and the whole process is magical.

Kevin looked at it again and found that the book read: "Burlesque Theory Research Report, Top Secret." ”

"You're right about one thing, it's true that you're not the first to make a similar point," the headmaster spoke, "Since the development of the Church of Light, it has gone through two large-scale holy wars, and there are countless powerful people in the middle, almost all non-believers, and even believers themselves want to understand what the essence of magic is?"

"To this day, light spells still cannot be popularized by the general public, and research on them has largely ceased in various countries. It can be said that there is only one explanation, and that is that 'the light spell has been proven to be unbreakable.' The headmaster found a chair and sat down, "This is the most plausible explanation other than that there is a god in the world." ”

Kevin's cautious top-secret report on the results turned the pages lightly as he listened to the headmaster's continuation.

"What you guess is basically correct, and the difference may just be a matter of detail, which is laid out in this book. The headmaster spoke.

Kevin swept the first line: "Light spells, which are essentially spells of 'life', are opposed to the 'death' of necromancy. The more 'life', the stronger the spell. ”

"So light spells need believers, and necromancers need dead bodies," the headmaster replied, "and all living people, that is, all those who have mental activity, can be counted as 'living' powers." This power cannot be seen or touched, and it cannot be measured at present, so it can be roughly understood as the size of the life force. ”

"If you look at it from a game perspective, is it the amount of health?" asked Kevin, thinking for a moment.

"Almost," replied the headmaster, "the game can mark the amount of health with a specific value, but how can it be marked in reality? This person dies with a single sword, so his HP is a knife?

Kevin nodded in understanding.

"It's far away," the principal pulled back to the topic, "Although everyone has the power of 'life', there is still a complex process to really use it. But basically, you've guessed pretty much, it's through mind synchronization, but it's not a synchronous illusion, it's a spell. ”

"Every week there is a service, there is a set of rituals, under the ritual, the believers' thinking is synchronized, their 'life' power fluctuations tend to be the same, and at the same time, the church building will also give them some increases, under the guidance of the priest, finally achieve the effect of 1+1>2, and then return to them. If at this time, there is a good talent and more power received, then there is a chance to awaken the light spell. ”

"Is there any such thing as corrupt power?" asked Kevin.

The headmaster just smiled: "It's hard to say the words of the top, but the priests at the bottom usually don't know about it, and they just follow the rituals. Even some low-level priests themselves don't know how to use light spells, so there is no such thing as greed. ”

"In addition, there is a connection between churches," the headmaster continued, "and there is some kind of connection between all the churches of light on almost the entire continent. When praying, there is even a power exchange between churches, and the transmission speed is extremely fast and almost negligible. From this point of view, at the moment of prayer, believers across the continent are in a state of resonance. ”

"No, what about jet lag?" Kevin was surprised.

The principal reluctantly corrected: "At least a large area of land is resonating with thoughts. ”

Kevin nodded, "So what is this burlesque?"

"My country has been studying it for a long time, and this book is older than you," replied the headmaster, "but unfortunately, the success of the research has been shelved." ”

"If you want to learn light spells, if you want to think resonantly, you have to believe in their teachings. This thinking is nothing else, it can be changed without talking about it, and Schrödinger's belief or not is only theoretically feasible after all. And if you want to create a Protestant, then you need Protestants, you need special church buildings, and according to calculations, at least a million believers, it is possible to have a good church ecology, and a lot of money in between," the president sighed, "with the current situation, it is impossible. ”

Kevin spoke his mind: "What if it's the military?"

The headmaster glanced at him: "Someone put forward a similar idea back then, it is true that the number of troops is enough, and it is just a group prayer to be added during training in peacetime." Whether it's a collective true prayer or a collective false prayer, at least there is not much problem with mental synchronization. Even if the army is not good, prisoners can be considered. But there is one problem, which completely cuts off the possibility of innovative spells. ”

"That is, the problem of interference with light spells. The principal replied.

"No matter what form it is, whether it is funny or a cross, it is essentially the product of mental resonance, and it is the power generated by gathering 'life', so it is counted as a light spell. If the antics are developed, they should also have a better healing effect, with only minor differences," the headmaster explained, "but the problem is that light spells can interfere with each other, even ignoring the interference of distance. ”

"If our spells have already taken shape, then the interference is minimal and negligible. But the problem is that our spells have not yet taken shape, and the other party's light spells have been mature for hundreds of years. At this time, we gather more than a million people, and then build strange churches, and it is impossible for the other party to be unaware of the new forces. They only need to move a little bit in their own church, and we can't even experiment. ”

"Is it really that strong?" Kevin was surprised.

"The speed of light is fast. The principal replied.

Kevin: "......"

"This is not a diplomatic issue, after all, this is not a time of hostilities," the headmaster sighed, "All in all, it is basically impossible to create any spells of your own. If you just want to know the essence, then it's all in this book. ”

"This book is just a theory, it has not been practiced, and there is no opportunity to practice. Theories are also conjectures based on mathematical models, and if you want to be able to understand them all......" the headmaster paused for a moment, "maybe I should consider hiring you as a professor." ”

Kevin smiled awkwardly, "I'll give it a try." ”

"The author of this book is still alive, and she is also the only non-religious Light Magus in the country," the headmaster began, "if you are interested, you can go and meet her." ”

"Really, where is she?" Kevin wondered.

"She's in prison. ”

Kevin, "......"

"May I ask more?" Kevin asked cautiously, "I'm afraid half of the crimes ......."

"It's nothing, she killed another Saint-rank powerhouse back then. The headmaster just replied casually.

Seeing that what should be said was said, the principal also got up and prepared to leave, and before leaving, he suddenly threw a staff over: "Remember that this is top secret, and after reading it, I will 404." ”