Master Tongtian

night.

Blue Onyx Hotel.

Rosen was playing with a small improvised magic weapon called the 'Spear of Chaos'.

This thing doesn't mention quantum mechanics, it's simply used to overturn fatalism.

The materials used were also very simple. Except for the extraordinary holy gold, which took Rosen some time to find, the others were all everyday alchemy materials.

Othelia was not idle either.

She arranged the magic circle in the living room of her room.

According to her, through this god-summoning magic circle that has been handed down from ancient times to this day, the loss of consciousness across the River Styx and other worlds can be greatly reduced, thereby establishing a more energy-saving and stable connection.

Rosen looked at it for a while and found that it was a witch formation, and it was extremely complicated. He could only understand half of it.

I secretly admired him in my heart: 'Sure enough, every peak demigod is a top-notch person. ’

Around midnight, Othelia completed the summoning circle.

"Rosen, how are you preparing?"

"It's almost done. I'll debug it one last time."

After all, he was meeting the Supreme God, so he couldn't help but be careless.

Connection time is also at a premium, and screwing it up can be a disaster.

Of course, just because he was meeting the Supreme God, Rosen didn't dare to play tricks.

While he was out collecting materials, he quietly returned the replica body and faced it with his real body.

After carefully debugging for half an hour and confirming that there was no problem, he nodded: "Let's get started."

Othelia pointed to the ancient runes in the center of the staff: "Stand up, input your mana into the runes, and then recite His Majesty's name silently in your heart."

Rosen held the chaos gun and operated it according to the law.

After silently reciting God's name three times, there seemed to be no reaction.

To his surprise, he suddenly discovered that he was no longer in the living room of the hotel room, but standing in a huge golden-red palace.

How huge is the palace?

The distance between the walls on both sides is at least 5 meters, and the height reaches 10 meters. Looking up, you can't see the top. Each of the pillars covered with epic reliefs is as high as a mountain.

Clouds swirled between the pillars, and strong winds roared in the hall.

At the top of the main hall, there is a huge throne surrounded by clouds and exuding a faint golden red light.

There is a giant sitting on the throne, and his sitting height reaches five meters!

He was motionless, his moon-white skin exuding a thick metallic luster, like a super giant metal sculpture.

The giant was sitting sideways on the throne, with one hand supporting his forehead and the other resting on the armrest of the throne. Beside the armrest, lying like a pet, was a giant starlight dragon.

If you look closely, you will see that it is Mbato, the Dragon God.

Mbato's wingspan reached about 600 square metres, and his body was shrouded in starlight.

Seen alone, it can be called a majestic building.

But next to the giant, he is like a docile and cute puppy.

This giant, who was as majestic as Mount Everest, lowered his head slightly, stared at Rosen with his eyes emitting incandescent light, and a magnificent word rang out between heaven and earth.

"Enya's favored one, the cunning little mage, what bad ideas have you got this time?"

Rosen held the Chaos Gun and knelt on the ground without hesitation.

"Your great and wise Majesty Rand, I have discovered a very, very strange phenomenon, a phenomenon that subverts daily cognition, and I want to show it to you."

"That sounds interesting. If you can satisfy me, I will agree to your request and let you and Deutarod compete freely in the Giant Realm."

After all, he was the Supreme God, and he could see clearly what Rosen was thinking at a glance.

Rosen took a deep breath, suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and raised the chaos gun in his hand high.

"Your Majesty, this is a throwing weapon, I call it a gun."

"No need to explain much, I know everything about the Golden Land."

Rosen immediately got to the point.

"The firing principle of this gun is the same as that of an ordinary gun, but the trigger is specially made and consists of a ray-generating device and a signal amplifying device."

"What produces the rays is an extremely small ball of extraordinary holy gold, with only about 10 million atoms."

"As long as one of the holy gold atoms decays, the ray produced will be captured, amplified layer by layer, and turned into the power to pull the trigger."

"The problem now is that the probability of a single extraordinary holy gold atom decaying in the next second is fixed, about one in a hundred million. If ten million are added together, there is about a 10% chance of decay."

"And this decay rate is very strange. It is caused by the force inside the nucleus and has nothing to do with any changes outside the nucleus."

Having said this, Rand spoke.

"I know that the highest mana particles can partially activate the atomic nucleus, but this activation is blind, random, and completely uncontrollable. So, what you said is interesting, keep talking."

Rosen took out a transparent crystal bottle that he had prepared a long time ago. There was a live mouse in the bottle.

He loaded the Chaos Gun again and pointed the muzzle at the bottle.

"Your Majesty, Karl Jerrod said that the future is determined by laws. As long as you master all the laws. Then you only need to know the current accurate state, and you can calculate the state of the world at any point in time."

"So, everything in the world is a destiny that cannot be changed or violated."

"But I want to ask, will this rat in the bottle die or live in the next second?"

Rand was lost in thought.

After a long time, he came to a result that even he found absurd.

"About 90% alive and 10% dead."

Rosen smiled and said: "So, as long as the state of the atomic nucleus cannot be accurately known, there is no set destiny."

"No one can do that right now, and probably never will."

Rand asked, "Why?"

"Because atoms are so small, and any means we use to observe atoms is much larger than atoms."

"So, even just observing this action will greatly interfere with its operation. Either it will be knocked away at once, or it will only be able to circle a rough range."

Rand was lost in thought.

After a long time, he nodded slowly.

"Your thoughts are very insightful, and according to your thoughts, the future world will be an unknown chaos. This seems to be less beautiful than Karl Gerard's fatalism."

"Your Majesty, the future is unknown. There are indeed many more variables, but it is also more worth looking forward to."

Then Rand asked: "So since we can't accurately observe the state of atoms, how can we describe atoms mathematically?"

Rosen immediately said: "Use probability, Your Majesty."

Rand frowned upon hearing this, and after a long time, he sighed deeply.

"It's not a pretty answer, but it's really the only way I can think of."

He asked again: "So, have you thought of a specific mathematical method?"

"I have thought of some, but my understanding of the microscopic world is not deep and far from refined enough, so the mathematical methods given are far from perfect."

After a pause, he added: "There is a lot of room for improvement."

Rand was interested: "Show me what you have."

Rosen handed over the manuscript, which contained the alien translation of the first edition of quantum mechanics.

"My results are all here, Your Majesty."

Rand looked at the manuscript, pondered for about half an hour, and then made an evaluation.

"It's very rough, but it does have great potential for development. If it can be closely integrated with the laws of the world, it can be regarded as a powerful tool."

This time Rosen was truly convinced: "Your Majesty's insights are truly profound."

Being able to become the supreme god is indeed very capable.

Rand smiled lightly: "Your thinking is indeed very different from other people's. You can always approach it from angles that others can't think of, so as to obtain profound and rigorous knowledge."

"It's no wonder Enya favors you so much. You are indeed the brightest flower in her garden."

Rosen asked carefully: "Your Majesty, what about the Golden God?"

Rand nodded slightly: "Under the premise of abiding by the extraordinary rules of the Giant Domain, you can fight however you want. I will not interfere with who wins or loses."

"Thank you very much for your Majesty's neutral attitude. I will absolutely abide by the rules of the Giant Domain meticulously."

Rand added: "But I need a candidate for the true god of logic. The Golden God is very good. If you defeat him, you need to pick a new one for me."

As he said that, he looked at Rosen with regret: "It's a pity that you belong to Enya, otherwise you would be very good."

Rosen felt that Rand had recruiting ideas.

But he didn't dare to sit on the wall between the two supreme gods, and immediately said: "I think Karl Jerrod is very good."

Rand shook his head: "He has a good mind when it comes to magic, but his temperament is too stupid, especially he doesn't know awe."

Rosen immediately put in a good word for the unfortunate guy.

"Your Majesty, there is a saying among the people that mortals only want to see a real dragon once in their lifetime."

"With Karl Jerrod's wisdom, he will definitely not make the same mistake twice. After all, he is an aboriginal of the Continent of the Gods and is a fruitful fruit from your garden."

Rand nodded: "What you said makes sense, then I will give him another 50% chance."

"You can try to save him. If he is saved, it is his good luck. If he cannot be saved, it is his fate."

Thanks again Rosen.

Rand said: "Just go back~"

After the words fell, the light and shadow suddenly changed, and Rosen returned to the living room of the hotel room again.

Othelia looked at him anxiously: "Did you succeed?"

"Successful, His Majesty said, let us each rely on our own abilities."

Othelia breathed a sigh of relief: "Very good, but this golden god must be very difficult to deal with."

Rosen smiled: "No rush, no hurry. Let's talk about your business first. What actions are you planning to take tomorrow?"

"Steal something."

"Stealing what?"

After saying that, seeing that Othelia was a little embarrassed, she said: "Trust requires a process, I understand."

"Well, you don't have to tell me what to steal, but when necessary, I can help you create an environment conducive to stealing."

Othelia breathed a sigh of relief: "Sorry, this is not my business alone. I must be responsible for the safety of my comrades."

"I totally understand."

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and the hustle and bustle of the city had ended.

It's time to sleep.

Rosen said: "You go to the bedroom, I'll sleep in the living room."

He threw two more artifacts to her, but the tears of the spider demon were left behind.

"I'll give you the mask and illusion, but this thing is a bit powerful and caused me a lot of trouble. I can't return it to you for the time being. After all, I don't fully trust you."

He had to study this thing carefully.

Othelia nodded: "Then I'll keep it with you temporarily."

After saying that, he yawned and turned around to go to the bedroom: "Don't sneak in. I've done this three times today and I don't want to come back for the fourth time."

"I don't have time to look for you. I still have to do a few magic experiments."

"Then please be quiet and don't disturb my sleep."

"knew."

Of course Rosen didn't plan to conduct magic experiments, he planned to interrogate individuals.