Chapter 1 Spells
The dark and cramped room contains two wooden beds, a wooden table that may fall apart at any time, two wooden chairs that are still intact, and a dust-stained There is only one narrow passage in the whole room just big enough for feet.
A faint ray of light came through the small transom on the south wall of the room.
Through the light, the dust floating in the air is like a helpless mayfly, floating around freely.
In the flickering light and darkness, one could see a thin young man lying on one of the slightly damp wooden beds in the room.
No matter in his past life or in this life, the young man named "Gaode" was looking at the dusty small room with the faint light, smelling the vague smell of mold in the air.
There was dead silence all around.
This place is less like a residence and more like a claustrophobic cell.
"You mean I've been unconscious for almost a day?" Gothe finally spoke and asked the boy who should be called his "roommate".
“I thought you were dead, you scared me to death!” The young man who answered was extremely thin.
Gothe is already considered thin, but he is much thinner than Gothe. He looks malnourished and is as small as a child of eight or nine years old.
Of course, Gothe knew that he was thirteen years old.
I am also the same age.
Although in his world, he can only be regarded as a child at this age.
But here, thirteen years old is already treated as an adult.
Why did "I" stay "in a coma" for almost a day?
To be more precise, how did "himself" die.
It should be precisely because of the death of "himself" that he came to occupy the magpie's nest.
A very simple inference.
Unfortunately, Gothe can't remember the story of "his" death at all. He doesn't even have any information about where he is, what his current situation is, or the name of the roommate in front of him. impression.
But fortunately, it's not that he can't remember anything, his predecessor still left some memories for him.
Some things that are really important in Gaode's opinion are clearly engraved in my mind and can't be removed.
Perhaps for "himself", the memory of this place is too painful a memory, so when the dove occupied the magpie's nest, it was not inherited to him.
In Gothe's view, this might be a good thing - if he really inherited all the memories of his predecessor, then who is he?
Is it the predecessor, itself, or a new personality that is a fusion of the two?
He doesn't want his personality to change.
The disadvantage is that now he urgently needs to understand his situation.
Luckily, he didn't need to try too hard to test. The roommate named Amy had already started talking with lingering fear, and he didn't even need to ask questions.
“I knew there would be such a day. Although Gothe is the only one among us who can independently prepare the primary spider poison potion, in the eyes of Master Seda, this is nothing at all. "
Speaking of this, Amy glanced at the expressionless Gothe, as if she was afraid that he would be displeased, and said in a low voice: "I mean, we people say we are apprentices, but everyone knows , Master Seda doesn’t treat us as human beings at all, we are just his humanoid squirrels and free servants.”
"So, Master Seda doesn't care at all about our abilities."
Hearing this, Gothe could probably guess how he became "coma".
Keywords: test medicine.
On Amy's side, he was still chattering. It could be seen that Gothe's previous coma had really frightened him and he needed to talk to relieve this negative emotion.
“I’m telling you, I’ve checked your breath before. It’s obvious that you’re not breathing at all, and you can’t hear your heartbeat. It can be said that you’re dead and you’re still alive after all this. If you can wake up, if you hadn’t been able to talk to me properly now, I would have suspected that you were no longer a human being, but an undead soul!”
Amy slapped her thigh, very excited that her roommate was back from the dead.
In a place like this, his companions are his spiritual support.
And if Gothe dies, it will probably be his turn to test the medicine soon.
"Could it be that the potion refined by Master Seda was successful?" Amy guessed.
Thinking of this possibility, he became even more excited.
Because if it really succeeds, Master Seda will be overjoyed, and they will definitely have a good life.
Also, maybe they will no longer be needed to test the medicine?
After all, the potion has been successfully refined.
Gothe is not as optimistic as Amy.
He knows the truth.
The potion refined by the Seda mage that Amy was talking about was not successful.
——It should be said that he successfully sent away Amy’s good roommate.
Gaode rubbed his temples, which were still a little painful, to concentrate and organize his thoughts.
As a student of the Department of Mathematics at Peking University, one of the top universities in the country, he was working on his graduation thesis in the school library all night long. He felt too sleepy, so he lay down on the table and took a nap.
When I woke up, there was already thick smoke and red color everywhere.
It was an endless tongue of fire, licking towards him, leaving him no room to struggle.
Once a fire breaks out in a place like a library, it will be unstoppable.
So Gaode’s ending is also doomed.
……
People who study mathematics are mostly rational and do not believe in metaphysics. But the fact that is stronger than iron tells Gothe that the body is no longer his own, and it is impossible to rejuvenate.
The extremely metaphysical thing of time travel did happen to him.
With Amy's constant nagging and his own questions from time to time, in just half a day, Gothe had already figured out his current situation.
A street beggar without a father or mother was taken as an apprentice by Master Seda and brought back to this medicine garden. He took care of herbs, prepared potions, beat hands, and tested medicine on human bodies for Master Seda.
In the entire medicine garden, except Master Seda, everyone else has the same apprentice status as Gothe and Amy.
The number of apprentices remains at around ten all year round.
However, it is dynamic stability.
Because every once in a while, Master Seda will take away an apprentice to conduct human testing for his newly refined potion.
No one knew what kind of potion Master Seda wanted to refine. They only knew that it had always failed and never succeeded.
And every time it fails, the apprentice who tested the medicine will die on the spot, with no chance of survival.
Whenever the number of apprentices in the medicine garden falls below five, Master Seda will go out and bring back a group of about five new apprentices to keep the number of apprentices stable.
As for the origin of the apprentices, most of them are beggars without fathers and mothers like Gao De.
"Why don't you try to escape?" Gothe asked Amy thoughtfully, sorting out the messy thoughts in his mind.
“You are stupid!” Amy shouted in surprise: “Have you forgotten, Master Seda has branded [Tracking Mark] on us, no matter where we run, he can track us We can still survive if we don’t run, but if we dare to run away, we will be dead immediately.”
Tracking Mark
Gothe's eyes narrowed slightly and he fell into deep thought.
If time travel is metaphysics, then this world is the metaphysics of metaphysics.
——This is a world where magic exists.
Yes.
Spells.
The magic in this world is by no means the superstitious means of drawing talismans and chanting incantations used by alchemists. It is the art of true magical change, a powerful force that can change things and reality in unscientific ways.
The tracking mark in Amy's mouth is a type of spell.
A top student who received compulsory education should have scorned this mysterious power that only existed in novels and movies.
The deep-rooted notion cannot be broken by Amy with just a few words.
The reason why Gaode accepted the concept of magic so easily is also very simple.
He licked his dead skinned lips and looked at the stove not far away.
Gaode didn’t see any movement. The earthen pot that was originally hung on the stove moved sideways out of thin air. It moved all the way to the top of the wooden table that could fall apart at any time, and then tilted slightly. The hot heat The water flows directly into the cup placed on the table.
Then the earthen pot fell smoothly on the table, but the cup filled with hot water levitated and moved in front of Gothe at a steady speed.
Gothe stretched out his hand, took the cup, and took a sip to moisten his throat that was dry due to being in a coma for a day.
Then, he let go directly, but the cup did not fall. As if there was no gravity, it just hung in the air and moved back to the table at the same steady speed.
During the whole process, Gothe didn't make any move other than glancing at the stove. The same was true for Amy. There was no third person in the room.
It was as if there was an invisible third party or an invisible hand, completing this uncomplicated action and pouring a glass of water for Gothe.
If this were placed in Gothe's original world, it would definitely be an extremely terrifying thing.
But the two people in the room looked normal at this time, as if they were used to this extremely weird supernatural event.
——Gaode seemed calm on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil.
The predecessor did not leave him any memory of life, but it left behind all the knowledge he had, including language, all knowledge of the world, and most importantly, knowledge about spells and preparation of potions.
No matter where you are, knowledge is the most precious thing.
So Gaode was extremely lucky that his predecessor had left him something truly important.
The method he just used was one of the only tricks his predecessor had mastered.
[Hand of the Mage] (Change System, 0 Ring):
Within the casting range, a floating ghost hand appears, which continues until the spell ends or the spell is actively dismissed.
If the ghost hand is more than 30 feet (10 meters) away, or if Mage Hand is cast again, the existing ghost hand will disappear.
The mage hand can perform some simple actions, such as manipulating an object, opening an unlocked door or container, or pouring out the contents of a vial, but it cannot hold more than 10 pounds ( Approximately 4.5 kg) of objects as well as activating spell items.
For a mage, it is just a trivial trick, but it brought an indescribable shock to Gothe:
"The hand of the mage."
"It is not even considered art, it can only be called magic."
"This is a world of real power and truth"
"The power of law, the truth of art, is ."
"Spell!"
(End of this chapter)