Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 3936 Muddy Spring

Outside, the night is almost coming to an end. The morning star of enlightenment is about to break the shackles of darkness.

In the experimental workshop, Angel and Bember experienced failure again.

At this time, the flames were already like candles in the wind.

Fortunately, Ben Bo noticed it in time and replenished it with polymer energy, making it glow with new flames again.

But even if the flames are rekindled, the erratic feeling given by the flames has not disappeared.

Obviously, after this day and night of all-out refining, even You Yan was in a trance.

Not only the Youyan, but also the brilliance emitted by the Orha Steel on the experimental platform has been reduced to its limit, leaving only a thin layer of light.

No matter how excellent Orha Steel is, after being enchanted and recast a dozen or twenty times, its potential is almost exhausted.

"We can't continue to struggle like this." Uncle Ben sighed: "Let's do this, it's the last time today. If it doesn't succeed, we'll try it another day."

Angel nodded.

He looked calm on the outside, but actually felt a little tired on the inside.

Moreover, it would be early morning when the Hidden Waters would be reconnected to the Companion Star Lake, and he would need to make some arrangements then.

"I have chosen the auxiliary materials every time before. Since I have decided for the last time, I will leave the selection to you this time." When Ben Bo said this, he joked: "Can you give me the help under the threat of the Doom Puppet?" The various races in the Mirror Territory have found a way out. Maybe you can bring about miracles in this selection."

Angel: "There is no analogy between the two. Moreover, I am not creating miracles, I am just following the trend."

Having said that, Angel still started to select the last choice of auxiliary materials under Ben Bo's instigation.

Naples brought a lot of auxiliary materials, and they were all placed in a transparent grid on the side of the experimental table.

Dozens of transparent grids are stacked together, and each grid contains an auxiliary material.

These transparent grids were created by Angel using illusion magic while he was sitting and waiting. Angel also sorted the auxiliary materials smoothly and placed them in grids.

Therefore, Angel is very familiar with these auxiliary materials.

He walked around the wall cabinets made of stacked transparent grids. Finally, with a slight hook, an inconspicuous transparent grid was summoned by him out of thin air.

"That's it."

Seeing that Angel had made his decision, Benbo also looked curiously, wanting to see which auxiliary material Angel would choose.

I saw a dusty rag placed in the transparent grid.

Blue lines can be seen faintly on the rag. ——These lines are not energy lines, but patterns painted with paint.

"This seems to be the face curtain of the Ersi tribe?" Uncle Ben opened the transparent grid and took out the rag.

Two porcelain white hands unfolded the rag, and what appeared in front of them was a square cloth with a pattern of a turbid mountain spring and two faint blood stains on it.

Sure enough, it is the face curtain of the Ersi tribe, which is also the face covering cloth.

According to the rules of the Ersi tribe, their names are determined by the patterns on their veils. This noodle curtain depicts a turbid mountain spring, so the owner of this noodle curtain is most likely called "Muddy Spring".

Muddy spring? Uncle Ben thought of how when he came to Naples, he once said, "When I was looking for relics at Qingquan's house, I was punched by Duanque, Qingquan's younger brother, in order to make a fool of himself."

If nothing unexpected happens, this face curtain is a relic of Qingquan that was obtained in exchange for a punch.

"I remember that Hunquan was once a hero of the Ersi tribe, but it seemed to have fallen into depravity later on, so he was sentenced to death by the Ersi tribe's court."

While looking at the veil in his hand, Uncle Ben said: "However, for the non-Ersi tribe, Hunquan is not considered a degenerate, it is just a friend of the Rongshi tribe."

"Although the Ersi tribe and the Rongshi tribe are in a hostile relationship, they actually cooperate a lot. When they cooperate, it is not difficult to understand that they make friends."

"Just because a friend of a hostile force sentenced a hero of the clan to death, there must be some unknown story..."

Because it is said that Hunquan shed tears of blood before he was executed.

The two blood stains on the face curtain are evidence of blood and tears.

He could cry blood and tears, and his emotions must have reached the extreme. It was precisely because of this news that Naples went out to find this veil.

"It seems that there may have been a black-handed frame-up in Qingquan's death, which also caused him to be extremely wronged when he died... Then it is very possible that emotional memories remain in the relics." Ben Bo looked at Angel: "You should be the same. Do you think that’s why you chose this curtain?”

Angel was silent for a moment and nodded: "...Yes."

This is certainly not the case.

Angel didn't understand the story of Muddy Spring at all.

The reason why he chose Hunquan's face curtain was simply because it was a piece of cloth, which would melt faster than other auxiliary materials.

This also allows him to "get off work" earlier.

However, these words cannot be said to this uncle. The question is: there is something fishy about the death of Qingquan.

…

Qingquan's veil was handed over to You Yan.

You Yan also seems to know that this is the last smelting today, and the efficiency is much faster than before.

In addition, the veil is still "cloth" after all. It didn't last long before it turned into threads emitting fire. These threads weaved a chip slot on the "messy" Olha steel shell that was melted.

The whole time took less than three minutes.

Bember and Angel came to the experimental table again.

"It's pretty fast this time..." Benbo muttered, turning to look at Angel: "Let's start?"

Angel nodded and enchanted the chip slot very familiarly.

After the enchantment was over, he returned to the reception room outside temporarily.

After waiting for about 20 minutes, the smelting and forging at Youyan was over again. According to the usual practice, Angel needed to go over to check the enchantment results.

Every time it came to this step before, there was no accident and it was directly recast.

This time, whether there was an accident or not, there was no need to recast again, after all, it was the last time.

"If it doesn't work this time, just shape something randomly." Benbo thought for a while: "Why not shape it into the shape of my eyes, and then I will give it to Pu Fan as a souvenir."

"Pu Fan?" Angel asked curiously as he followed Benbo to the experimental table.

"The other time body of the main body has a bit of a bad relationship with me." Benbo laughed strangely.

Angel: "..."

The relationship is not good, so give it a big eyeball?

Is this to disgust it? If it is disgusting, then wouldn't it be admitting that it is disgusting?

Angel wanted to complain in his heart, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Just shape the eyes, and there is no need to think too much, and with Benbo as the "model" next to him, the shaping speed must be very fast.

It's just right, the hard work of the day can be ended after the shaping is completed.

Angel came to the experimental table and was ready to start shaping, but when he saw the lump of Olha steel on the experimental table that looked like "seven-colored slime", his expression suddenly froze.

No, how come there is an extra line?

I saw that there was a small piece of dark pattern in the place where he had enchanted before. At first glance, these patterns seemed to be the "seven-colored slime" itself, but when I looked closely, I found that they were almost exactly the same as the patterns of the nightmare enchantment next to it.

It's just that the patterns of the nightmare enchantment are "bright patterns", while it is "dark patterns".

This situation also occurred when Angel was refining the sorrow before.

Could it be that——

Angel's pupils shrank, and he had a guess in his mind.

Benber next to him was still muttering about Pu Fan's possible reaction when he received the eye shaping: "Whenever it logs into Dream Crystal Origin, it will see my eyes. My eyes will accompany him online and become his nightmare!"

"When I think of such a development, I can't help but want to write a script to praise it."

Angel: "Is it possible that it doesn't need to use the eyeball login device, and can also choose other login devices. After all, login devices are very cheap now."

Benber was stunned: "..."

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Angel: "Also, I feel that there should be no chance to shape the eyeball today..."

Benber: "Ah?"

Benber didn't react at first, but after a moment he suddenly realized something, and the horizontal lines in his pupils turned into trembling waves!

"Do you mean...?"

Angel nodded: "If nothing unexpected happens, [Emotional Absorption] will appear."

Benbo's eyes burst into intense joy, and he wanted to express something, but Angel interrupted: "Whether the characteristics are manifested depends on whether I can see the corresponding emotional memory."

Benbo suppressed his excitement: "Okay, you look first, I will talk to the main body about the situation here."

Angel nodded, his eyes fixed on the quiet dark pattern extending from the pattern of the nightmare enchantment.

Whether there is any feedback from emotional memory depends on this time.

Angel controlled his mental power and slowly explored the dark pattern.

The moment the mental power touched the dark pattern, the familiar feeling of withdrawal appeared, and Angel felt as if his thoughts were withdrawn from his body.

Then he sank into a quiet deep sea.

Consciousness continued to sink...sink...

During the whole process, Angel could easily break free and let his consciousness return to normal. But he had a vague feeling that once he broke free, this "deep sea" would also break, and this break would be irreversible.

In other words, after Angel broke free, this [emotional absorption] would be equal to failure.

Not to mention the subsequent [love feedback].

Therefore, Angel did not dare to make any abnormal movement during the sinking process, allowing the "water flow" and "undercurrent" to push him into the unknown abyss...

I don't know how long he sank. When Angel found that the surroundings were all misty, he knew that he had entered the memory space.

However, compared with Flamingo's previous memory, the fog here is obviously thicker.

Although Angel only came to the memory space for the second time, a lot of information is like inspiration, as long as you touch it, you can vaguely know it.

For example, the surrounding fog, if nothing unexpected, should be the "wear and tear" of the memory space.

The newer the memory space, the less fog around it.

On the contrary, the longer the time, the more fog there is.

This is just like the memory of ordinary people. If something just happened, the memory is very clear, and even some details can be remembered; but if it is a long-term memory, it is good enough to remember the main body.

Similarly, the memory space is also the same. The longer the time, the slower it will wear out until it completely disappears.

"So it seems that it is best to choose the latest relics, so that the memory space will at least be clearer?" Angel thought to himself.

Then he looked at the surrounding fog.

If nothing unexpected happens, the main body of the memory space will soon appear.

As expected, after a moment, Angel saw a vague outline behind the fog in front of him -

A huge figure, in a space that was about to break, confronted another shadow.

Because the fog was too thick, the picture was extremely unclear, but one of the figures should be "Hunquan" of the Ersi tribe, and the other figure looked like a member of the Rongshi tribe.

They seemed to be talking, but Angel couldn't hear clearly.

This also made Angel realize that the thicker the fog, not only the picture became more difficult to see, but even the voice became vague.

Fortunately, although he couldn't hear their conversation clearly, from the picture, Angel could still vaguely guess some of the story's context...

The picture kept changing, but the protagonists were still Hunquan and a member of the Rongshi tribe. Because there was a purple gem between the eyebrows of this Rongshi tribe, let's call it "purple" for the time being.

Hunquan and Zi, it seems, have met in the mirror space many times. One wants to maintain the stability of the mirror space, while the other wants to break the space to make gems, which naturally forms an opposition.

Moreover, perhaps they are of the same generation, and the mirror spaces they often enter and exit are also very similar, which leads to their frequent encounters.

However, from the current pictures, Hunquan and Zi are completely enemies.

But with the fighting and killing, the feelings of the two seem to have undergone some subtle changes.

It's not love.

It's more like a mutual appreciation between heroes.

Although we are enemies, it doesn't mean that our souls can't resonate.

At least Angel saw a pair of fighting enemies in the current picture, and their souls resonated.

However, this did not make them let each other go. When they met, they still killed each other non-stop. They even had a consensus: they must kill each other, or die at the hands of each other.

But in the end, Zi died first, not at the hands of Hunquan, but in the internal fighting of the Rongshi tribe.

Coincidentally, Hunquan met the dying Zi.

Before Zi died, he gave Hunquan the purple gemstone on his forehead, hoping that he could take it to the Kingdom of Rongshi and give it to Zi's brother.

Hunquan agreed.

But it was also because of this incident that Hunquan fell into an irreparable situation.

... Somehow, this matter was spread.

Even though Hunquan was a hero, he colluded with the enemy, which still aroused public outrage. The most important thing is that "Zi"'s identity seems to be a little subtle, and the Rongshi tribe and the Ersi tribe have talked many times.

What the content of the conversation was, Angel was not very clear, but the final result was...

Hunquan was used as a target, pushed to the front, and sentenced to death.