Chapter 772 Travel
"Alan, we are leaving Lord Haita tomorrow and going on a trip with Lady Fulilian. Why aren't you nervous at all?"
Firen sat by Zheng Fei's bed, his eyes blinking.
Zheng Fei leaned over the table, carving the magic formula on the manuscript paper, looking serious, as if he was carving a stone statue that would be passed down for generations.
"It's just a trip, what's there to be nervous about?" Zheng Fei said without looking back, "Once I figure out this magic, I can open the portal. When the time comes, if you miss Haita, use the portal to come back and have a look."
"Portal?" Philen showed a confused look, "Isn't that magic that only exists in myths and legends?"
Zheng Fei shrugged: "It seems that every magic I use is only in myths and legends. Please don't say this word anymore, my ears are calloused from hearing it."
"Alan, you are really a genius!" Philen couldn't help but praise, "Even the great magician Franmei may not be as good as you."
Zheng Fei shook his head: "Don't say that, I can only create these magics by standing on the shoulders of my predecessors."
"The great magician Franmei also stood on the shoulders of my predecessors." Philen blinked.
Zheng Fei smiled but said nothing.
Although they are all predecessors, there is a difference in the height of their shoulders.
The predecessor under his feet is a giant at the multiverse level, a super behemoth that is entering the era of the pan-multiverse.
Even if Flame stepped on the goddess of this world, she couldn't compare with his superior conditions.
Feilun walked to Zheng Fei's side and looked at Zheng Fei's manuscript paper: "What a complicated magic formula. Although I have learned a lot of magic knowledge from Lady Fulilian, I still can't understand it at all."
"It's right that you can't understand it." Zheng Fei replied, "I have almost figured out the essence of magic and created a more concise magic language, which is completely different from the current magic language."
Feilun's eyes widened: "You created a magic language?"
"Don't make a fuss. When you have mastered the knowledge of Little Moss, you can be like me." Zheng Fei didn't care.
Magic formula is a language.
He analyzed the magic formula using industrial methods and gradually simplified it, and finally formed the one he is using now.
For the same magic, if people in this world have to use thirty magic formulas to express it, then he only needs six magic formulas.
The reason for simplifying the magic formula is that once the magic formula exceeds a certain number, it is easy to get stuck, and the upper and lower magic formulas cannot be connected together, which eventually leads to the failure of the entire magic release.
"Simplifying magic formulas is the future direction of magic development in this world." Zheng Fei said calmly, "Too many magic formulas are prone to collapse. In order to perform more complex and powerful magic, people in this world must simplify magic formulas, otherwise civilization will stagnate."
Fei Lun tilted his head: "What do you mean by people from this world? Aren't you from this world?"
"Maybe." Zheng Fei shrugged.
After all these years of research, even if he wanted to be humble, his magic attainments may really surpass everyone in this world.
This makes him fearless.
Even if the identity of the time traveler is exposed one day, he doesn't think he will be threatened.
Fei Lun blinked and spread her hands: "Okay, even if you say you are the incarnation of the goddess, I believe it, because you are so powerful, there must be a place for you in the history of magic!"
Zheng Fei smiled.
For him, it is natural to achieve such an achievement.
After all, he is not only a senior researcher of the United Government, but also has a MOSS in his mind.
MOSS can complete calculations that ordinary people need hundreds of years to complete in one second. Even a wild boar, with the help of MOSS, can become the best magician in history.
Feilun opened Zheng Fei's drawer, which was already filled with manuscripts.
"All magic that is not available outside." Feilun chuckled, "Lady Fulilian will go crazy for these."
These manuscripts are not all magic, but also contain the deduction process of magic.
A total of 1342 magics. Zheng Fei has never rested since he came to this world. He can deduce and verify a new magic in two or three days.
Click-Zheng Fei pushed the drawer.
"Flilian not only likes magic, but also likes the process of finding magic." Zheng Fei said calmly, "The most important thing is that if I give her all these magics now, she will not take us out to travel."
Feilun was stunned for a moment.
"That's right." She paused, "If Lady Fulilian gets so many new magics, she will definitely not want to go anywhere until she masters all these magics."
How long will that be?
Three years? Five years? Ten years?
Philen and Fulilian have been together for more than five years and know Fulilian's character very well.
"Uh, let's not give it to Lady Fulilian." Philen shuddered, "Lord Haita is still counting on me to bring back some adventures, I can't just stay away."
At this time, Zheng Fei stretched out his right hand.
A simple and complex magic formula flashed by.
A ray of golden light visible to the naked eye flew out and merged into Zheng Fei's door.
"What is that?" Philen looked at the door, "Something flew over?"
Zheng Fei nodded, with a slightly tired look in his eyes: "Portal magic, I regard this door as the destination. No matter where I use the portal magic, it will summon this door, and after opening it, I will return here. "
The portal involves space technology and is extremely complex.
The original magic language of this world had no description of space technology at all. Fortunately, he created a brand new magic language.
"So powerful?" Feilun's eyes lit up.
"You must teach me, so that I can come back to see Master Haita often!"
Zheng Fei tapped the table with his fingers.
The invisible force lifted up the manuscript paper on the table and flew to Fearon.
"Take it and take a look." He said nonchalantly.
Fearon picked up the manuscript and said happily: "Thank you Allen, you are the best!"
She paused and then said, "But I can't understand anything above. Can you teach me a lesson?"
In her opinion, the contents on the manuscript paper were similar to ghost drawings.
emmm, an exquisite ghost painting?
Zheng Fei nodded slightly.
"Okay, but it's getting late today."
He whispered: "I will teach this part of knowledge to Little Moss, let Little Moss teach you."
"Yeah." Fearon nodded, looking very cute.
She tiptoed out of the room.
"Good night, Alan."
Click - the door closes.
Zheng Fei walked to the bed and lay down on his back.
Lying on the soft swan feather pillow, he murmured: "It's time to go out for a walk and see the scenery of this world." (End of Chapter)