Chapter 187.Chapter 187 – Principle of the Magic Web
Chapter 187 – Principle of the Magic Web
If there was a part of Quirkus’s memories carried on the leaf that Heine had given to Gray Moon.
Then this seedling carried its complete life on it.
Trying to fully absorb and digest and understand these memories in such a short period of time was obviously impossible.
Out of protection for Heine, and out of the unique talent of this ancient creature, Quirkus engraved these memories in circles like a wheel of years, categorizing them into a huge library for Heine to access as needed.
Thus, while experiencing the pain caused by the magic web from the first perspective, Heine also realized a problem.
For so many years the Magic Net had opened its ports so recklessly and dumped a steady stream of garbage.
On the one hand, it certainly had a terrible impact on Quirkus.
But on the other hand, it also made Quirkus closely linked to the Magic Net.
In other words, Heine could now access the Magic Net through this port.
But before that, he needed to have enough knowledge about the Magic Net.
…
After listening to Heine’s brief account, Karl was thrilled!
What happened to Quirkus had once again proved that his philosophy was right!
Meta-spirits were living things, and the Demonweb’s relentless domination and oppression of the meta-spirits had caused immeasurably worse effects in areas they couldn’t observe.
Right now, that impact was literally in front of him!
If it wasn’t for the fact that this wasn’t quite the right atmosphere, he would have wanted to jump up and swing his fist hard in celebration.
“So, what exactly is the Magic Web?” Heine asked.
After a little deliberation, Karl spoke:
“Let me give you an example like this, if there was no means of transportation in the Void Sac, how would you transport a shipment of grain from Granite Town to Greenleaf Town?”
“With many wagons? Airships? A floating city?”
“What if none of those means are available and you can only use human labor?”
He continued, “Assuming you have enough manpower, but each person is limited in how fast they can move on the roads, and the load would bring about a slowdown that would burden even a single grain of rice.”
Heine seemed to have come to a realization.
“Then break up the grain grains as much as possible, each man carrying half, a third, or even less?”
Karl was a little surprised.
He hadn’t expected the other man to come up with this “micro-division” concept on his own before he even said it.
Were all the people of the Makara mountains so terribly gifted?
“Yes, that’s the solution, but as the problem becomes practical, taking into account the width of the road, the load on the road, the collision volume of the people, etc. ……
“The end result becomes that the road is crowded with people, the line seems like a long dragon, and when the head of the line arrives at its destination the tail of the line has not yet departed.
“At this point, it is possible to do things differently – to use people as conveyor belts with carrying capacity, to divide the grain into extremely tiny units, and for each person to carry out continuous transportation by simply handing what comes from the previous person to the next.
“Turning the grain into information and the people in it into meta-spirits, this is the basic principle of magic net communication.
“The magical web you see is made up of millions of these meta-spirit conveyor belts assembled in a much more complex way, though mages are accustomed to calling it a magical pathway.”
Heine drifted off.
It felt like the Magic Web was really a large wired network.
“What about the ‘large nodes’ you mentioned?” He asked.
“Magic pathways that are too long are prone to problems, and it’s difficult to identify the cause of the failure if something goes wrong, hence the concept of nodes.
“On the one hand this is for the convenience of receiving and sending messages, and on the other hand it helps with troubleshooting oversights, long-term maintenance, and fee management.”
At this point, Carl turned the tables and sighed:
“But with the appalling disasters I’ve seen so far, and the location of the nodes, it’s not hard to tell that there are other intentions involved.
“The pressure on the Yuan Spirit caused by the Magic Net during its use will cause pollution, and the accumulated pollution will slow down the Magic Net, so a port is needed to release the pollution, just like the sewage discharged from an alchemy factory needs to be purified.
“Ancient creatures like Quirkus with advanced meta-spirit affinities are undoubtedly natural ‘purification stations’, which is why this place has become a large-scale node.
“In addition, there are quite a few large nodes thought to serve the same purpose. As far as my limited common sense of magical network communication is concerned, I could have avoided those paths, but I’ve taken the long way around …… alas.”
Heine listened and pondered silently.
In this way, the birth of the Blight was not directly related to the Magic Net.
Quirkus came here because he was hiding from the Blight, and only after that did he encounter the Demonweb.
The suffering that followed was more like a roof over one’s head.
But why did the house leak?
That became another question.
“Was the Magic Web similarly plagued from the beginning?” Heine asked.
“That I do not know, my lord.” Karl spread his hands, “The House of Truth can solve most problems, except history.”
Heine froze, “There is such a thing?”
“Yes. There are so many research departments in the Truth Academy, only the History and Culture Department is in turmoil every few years, and the head changes frequently.”
“The History and Culture Department? What do they do?”
Carl: “Research, propagate and preserve the history of the development of civilizations of the various races on the continent, simply put it is to compile history while archaeologically and generating records.
“But every head of that department has been grandiose in their last office, gibberish in their current office, and silent in their next.
“It’s as if the position is cursed, and as silly as that sounds, that’s what everyone says.”
Heine wasn’t surprised by the answer.
He had been unable to find an exhaustive history of the McCalla Mountains until now.
Neither the locals nor the unblocked outsiders could provide any useful information.
Barry and Sabelia could indeed, but both had an eight-hundred-year long window of knowledge, and again, no one knew exactly what had happened during that time.
Clearly, someone is deliberately sabotaging this history.
There’s nothing worse than the originator erasing even the memories of his own screw-ups.
In this way, some things are literally lost to history.
If that was the case, then the murderer had been found instead – but what was the point?
Throwing the random thoughts to the back of her mind, Heine looked towards the vortex in front of her.
After Quirkus’s consciousness disappeared, it was equivalent to the receiving port closing, and they would no longer output garbage here.
Now he wanted to go in and take a look.
“Are there any precautions required to access the magic network?” He asked.
Karl was alarmed, “Is that how you want to access it with your senses? I urge you to make sure you dismiss that horrible thought, the shock of all that information is like a fierce current that can wash the flesh off the bones of a living person, it’s no joke.”
“Don’t worry, I’m sure of it.” Heine smiled, “I just don’t want to attract the attention of the House of Veritas, just like in fantasy novels, those smart protagonists always have to have an invitation or something like that when they blend into a dinner party, does the magic network need it too?”
“Yes. Theoretically each user requires a substantial fee for port access, the kind of access that has its own unique branding, and on top of that there’s an annual maintenance fee ……”
“Wait, I’m not asking you to popularize the fee model to me, so where am I going to get this?”
“You probably won’t need it, my lord.”
Carl had an odd expression, “Because I’ve never seen anyone use such a ‘huge’ port and be in a node accessing the magic network.
“The scene you saw must have been more horrific than anyone who tapped into the Magic Net.”
(End of chapter)