142. Chapter 142: Hello, World
Chapter 142: Hello, World
Compared to the above, the furnishings in this lab were much more complicated.
The whole body was made of greenish-gray stone tiles, and the floor was darker in color.
A piece of the wall directly facing the door was hollowed out like a giant fireplace with a dark interior.
The floor in front of the fireplace rose thirty centimeters, the rugged surface as if there were pipes buried in it, or as if some kind of vines were trying to break through the ground.
Bookshelves, shelves and lamps were embedded in the wall on the left, and on the other side were huge cabinets.
In the center was an operating table the size of a pool table.
Unlike normal enchantment tables that used rare materials with good magical conduction and energy storage properties, this was ordinary granite.
Heine had thought that this was the dark cave, but after coming in for so long, he didn’t feel any “call”.
Even under the pupils of the dead, he couldn’t see the shadow of any spirits.
He couldn’t even see the black particles that had initially guided him here.
Yet as Karl lit a light on the console ……
The sky turned upside down.
A silver flame lit up in the fireplace.
Above the flames was dark soot.
A large cloud drifted upward, slowly drifting down the passageway toward the cellar of Granite Town.
The rest drifted out the door, over a field of captives, and upward.
“Anything?” Carl asked eagerly.
“How did you produce the Guns of Annihilation?” Heine asked.
Karl: “I put the prepared material there and it would disappear and then appear in the cabinet over there.”
He pointed to the flame in the fireplace and then to the metal cabinet on the other side.
He really couldn’t see the flame or the smoke.
“In the process, however, it will be necessary to touch the console with your senses to convey your own thoughts.
“I was thinking about the base structure of the wand, and using a common metal, and I ended up with what you’re holding.”
Isn’t that a black box?
Heine looked at the silver “laser pointer” in her hand and couldn’t help but say, “It took you almost a month to make this?”
Carl was anxious: “I’ve been trying to figure out how to use this thing before! Of course it was slow!
“And this thing is not as simple as you think, come, come, come, you try.”
Heine walked over to the console and sank her senses into the console in front of her.
Then, he heard a long-lost lively movement:
“Come to life~ come to life~ come to life~”
Heine froze for a few seconds and immediately asked back:
“What kind of work do you guys do?”
“Stupid~ Stupid~ Stupid~”
Comfortable!
It’s so friendly, it’s like coming home.
It turned out that it wasn’t that there wasn’t a Yuan Ling spell formation here, but that it was hidden!
What followed was a clear memory.
Again from the person who created the spell, or the first to use psionics.
The other side tried to create a universal “wishing machine”.
That is to say, one could use this spell to realize one’s wish for whatever one wanted.
Is there really such an outrageous spell?
Heine emptied his mind of distractions and began to think about building something.
……
To the others, there was no fire or smoke in the fireplace.
Heine also just walked over to the console and stood still, eyes slightly closed.
But within seconds, there was a bam from the cabinet next to it.
It was as if something had been born out of thin air.
Carl froze.
What the hell?
How did you make something without even having the raw materials?
He rushed forward and opened the cabinet, from which he took out …… a piece of paper?
About half a meter long and 10 centimeters wide translucent sheet.
How it looked like “Good Morning! House of Truth” material.
“A man really can’t create something he hasn’t seen before ……”
Carl muttered.
The other man had probably seen this kind of thing at Naga’s and tried to make a newspaper out of it.
But just as he finished, the line appeared on this paper.
“A person really can’t create something he hasn’t seen before”
“Huh?”
Carl was startled, and the words on that were then quickly replaced with “ah”.
Too bad there was no punctuation.
“What is this?” He looked to Heine, who had just opened her eyes.
“Uh …… the last time I went to Eagle Wing City, I saw a mechanical golem with a chest plate that looked like this, and combined that with the principle of the magic feather quill, and there you have it.”
Heine revealed a blushing expression.
“I want my skeleton to be able to communicate with people besides me as well, they should have a need for it as well.”
…
Guardian Iris: “Huh? Brother Goat is this what you told him? I don’t have that need, I can’t even speak well.” Catch the Goat: “It seems like Mr. Xia and I did exude similar thoughts… we expressed that the aborigines were too stupid when we were brushing up on our experience at the barracks, and that Arthur was conveying the wrong meaning or something like that.”
Duo: “But at the heart of it, you guys don’t have vocal organs… ……”
Catch the Goat: “Indeed, he seems to have missed the point.”
…
“You have a good idea, but they can’t make a sound.”
Carl cries out.
Of course I know ……
Heine thought to himself.
Still, the chagrin of defeat showed on his face.
His first thought was to make a keyboard so the player could type.
But just before Genin made his move he was stopped by a hard yell.
It was too fast, and it would reveal his identity in a heartbeat.
So the players had to be guided so they would give themselves this advice.
Only the form of an electronic age input device like a keyboard will be replaced, the concept won’t be obsolete, will it?
Besides, it’s a wonderful start.
In the future, they’ll have to find a way to let themselves know what they want.
“And how did this thing get made without materials?” Carl wondered.
Heine: “Since the metamagic spell was built using ‘the dead’ as materials, I can consume the same materials to make what I want, right?”
“This ……”
Karl looked at him with a puzzled expression.
How could a genin be affinity with such a person!
Wasn’t this a necromancy spell!
Oh, so he’s a necromancer ……
It’s okay then.
“Is there a way to be able to convert thought fluctuations into words?” Heine asked.
Carl scratched his head.
“Is it possible?”
…
“A keyboard?”
Duo suddenly exclaimed:
“That’s a function a keyboard can do!”
Catch the Goat: “But how are you going to tell him that without sounding contrived? It’s a product of our world, after all.”
Duo: “No, this kind of thing has been invented a long time ago, it’s just that it wasn’t patented to be commercialized on a large scale.”
Weidian Kite: “Invented a long time ago? How come I haven’t seen it before?”
DuoDuo: “The Truth Academy has a patent for ‘pressing a specific key to produce a corresponding response’ in its hands, and the keyboard can’t get around that one.”
The northeasterners were shocked: “This is also considered a patent?”
Duo: “What else? Why was the Shadow Sanctuary’s floating city designed as a metal plate? The airship’s console is also something like a sensory gyroscope, all to get around the patents in the Truth House’s hands.”
…
As they chatted, Duo had gotten Red to walk up to Heine.
“My lord, I have a suggestion.”
“Oh?” Heine was startled, “Go ahead.”
Duo then began to describe the mapping of buttons to displays.
But she was stopped in mid-sentence by Kal.
“You’re going to be sued to death by the House of Truth!” Carl warned hastily.
Heine straightened up and called out Good Guy, so this one knew it too, but just hid it in her heart and didn’t dare to say it.
Duo: “I have similar concerns, but we’ll be fine as long as we don’t use it on a large scale commercially.”
Carl was about to say something else, but Heine had already made up her mind.
“Just because I don’t know about the regulations means it doesn’t exist.”
He threw the “chat box” into the fireplace for raw material and walked back to the console.
Ten seconds later, the cabinet banged.
This time, two large and two small slices were brought out, one connected to the other.
The top one was a chat box and the bottom one was a keyboard!
Generic doesn’t need an input method, 37 basic letters are enough.
Heinrich took it with gusto and walked towards catching the sheep.
Catching Goat reached for it, only for Heine to shove it into the Soulfire.
Catching Goat: “?”
Heine was still introducing it to the crowd, “It’s made of the same material as what they consume when recovering from their soulfire, plus Little Sa’s body went with him when he was first captured into the trial space, so I’m guessing these are bound to the soul.”
He patted the Catch Sheep:
“Try summoning it out.”
Catching Goat raised his hand, and a translucent film appeared at his fingertips, with the exact appearance of a keyboard on it.
He poked at it with one finger with difficulty, and a box then emerged above his head.
A line of words appeared in the box one after another:
“Hello, world.”
(End of chapter)