Chapter 661 Limitations of Perception

Recalling the bare mysterious mountain.

Angel asked curiously: "Could the mysterious mountain also contain the concept of withering?"

Sanders shook his head: "It shouldn't be. I didn't feel the breath of death on that mountain just now, so it doesn't seem to have anything to do with withering."

If it's not withering, then what could it be? Could it be barrenness, or a place with no grass growing?

While Angel was still guessing, Sanders said: "It's hard to guess now. Graya will come to you to find out what it is. You'll know then."

Angel nodded and stopped asking about this question. However, he was still confused about the triggering of the mysterious concrete objects. "Can this comprehension of the magic only be done by conceptual mysterious concrete objects? Other mysterious concrete objects don't actually have this function?"

"Why do you say that?"

"I have experimented with dozens of alchemical illusions. Although I feel that after triggering the mysterious concrete objects, the activity of the brain has increased. Under the flood of information, it seems that I can quote from many sources and gain some insights. But it seems unlikely to comprehend a magic out of thin air." Angel looked puzzled.

"I don't know about this." Sanders: "I need to see more mysterious concrete objects, and after analysis and comparison, maybe there will be a corresponding answer. However, when it comes to my ability to comprehend the withering technique, it is not really a comprehension out of thin air. The flood of information mobilized my own knowledge and combined my insights to create this withering technique."

"As for why you didn't comprehend the magic, it's probably..."

Sanders had said this, how could Angel not understand. What Sanders wanted to say was: the knowledge base was not deep enough.

Angel also admitted this point.

However, considering the knowledge of alchemy alone, Angell felt that he should be better than Sanders. If he could really create a spell out of thin air, he should be able to create an alchemy, right?

But in fact, there is no such thing. Perhaps this creation of spells is also limited by attributes? Can't create alchemy?

When Angell thought of "limitations", he suddenly had an idea and remembered his experience in the little spot. The interweaving and fusion of various laws, the birth and decline of various civilizations... Perhaps, this comprehension of spells is actually confined within the existing laws of the little spot itself? After all, the mysterious meaning he comprehended originally came from the little spot.

This is purely Angell's conjecture.

The only way to verify it is for him to re-comprehend the mysterious meaning of a new mysterious object, and then integrate the new mysterious meaning into the illusion.

But this is more difficult. Even if he gets a new mysterious object, he may not be able to comprehend the mysterious meaning. At the beginning, the mysterious core of the little spot was completely defenseless against him, so he could wander inside and comprehend it. As for other mysterious objects, if he wants to enter the core, he will probably destroy the mysterious objects directly. Not to mention whether it is worth it, even if the mysterious objects are destroyed, it is not certain that the mysterious meaning can be felt.

Therefore, this conjecture is also difficult to realize.

Angel thought that he would return to the Old Earth Continent in a while, and then he would go to find the promise made by Frode: the Dream Conch on the Moon Coast.

If everything goes well, he will have a mysterious object by then. Maybe he can try to understand the mysterious meaning of the Dream Conch.

Angel originally wanted to tell Sanders his idea, but after thinking for a moment, he still held back. After all, it was just a guess, and it would not be too late to talk about it after the experiment.

When the fire clouds appeared on the horizon, the master and apprentice just put down the conversation about the mysterious concrete objects.

"If you want to create something earth-shattering in the future, you'd better prepare for me first, don't be so caught off guard that I haven't even figured out how to deal with it." Sanders sighed: "Why do I always feel that you are more worrying than Flora."

Angel said a little embarrassedly: "I didn't expect it to be so effective..."

"Forget it, just be careful. I was originally worried about the people in the Rat and Ant Underground Society, but now I am more worried that you will be targeted by some old guys who have not been out of the mountain for years." Sanders sighed: "Don't you know alchemy? Find a way to refine some props that can protect yourself."

Angel nodded. He should indeed refine something for himself. After all, he was about to leave the Savage Cave. Just crossing the Devil's Sea is not an easy task.

"It's good that you understand, then you go back first. If you need books in the study, you can take them back to read." Sanders said.

"As for books, we don't need them for now." Angel stood up and said hesitantly, "Teacher, are you going to the Nightmare Realm now?"

"Wait a minute, there are still some things to do." Sanders said vaguely.

Angel originally wanted to stay here. Even if he didn't go to the Nightmare Realm, he wanted to see the situation when entering and leaving the Nightmare Realm, but Sanders' answer undoubtedly showed his attitude.

Angel nodded helplessly and turned to leave. But before leaving, Angel placed the "Monument of the Strange Ring" on Sanders' desk.

"What is this?" Sanders looked at the strange transparent diamond and the Mobius ring inside, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"About the alchemical illusion of Monument Valley." Angel said, "It is not integrated with mysterious concrete objects, but just a simple illusion."

Sanders nodded, "It's very fast. I will comment on your illusion in depth and give you feedback at that time."

Angel said with expressionless respect, "Then thank you very much, mentor."

After saying that, Angel turned stiffly and left the study.

Outside the study, Angel unexpectedly saw Butler Goode and Whibbiton. Whibbiton was holding a dinner plate with one hand. There was a pot, cup and small plate of snacks on the dinner plate. Angel noticed that Whitbiton's arms were shaking slightly, and he didn't know how long he had maintained this posture.

When he saw Angel, Whibbiton immediately showed a "relieved" expression and strode towards Angel.

But because he took too big a step, he staggered after just a few steps and saw that the dinner plate was about to fall to the ground.

Good caressed his forehead with a look of helplessness on his face. In the next second, his body changed and he appeared next to Whibbiton. With an elegant gesture, he firmly caught the shaky dinner plate in his palm.

Whitbiton landed on his face and fell heavily to the ground.

When Whibbiton stood up slowly with a sad face, stroking the bridge of his red nose, Goode gave a one-handed salute to Angel: "Master Pat, this is afternoon tea. Should you use it in the living room or take it to the master's bedroom?" ?”

As he spoke, he placed the dinner plate in front of Angel.

afternoon tea? Angel opened the delicate porcelain pot and cup, and a rich milky aroma hit his nostrils.

milk tea? Angel's eyes flashed with joy.

"Take it back to the bedroom, I happen to be a little hungry." Angel said seriously.

Angel and Goode went to the bedroom together. Whibbitten pursed his lips, but followed him. He has not forgotten what his grandfather told him. Mr. Sanders may not agree to let him stay on Magic Island, but he can try to open the gateway from Master Pat.

That's why the afternoon tea scene happened. However, Whippedon might have been embarrassed to get too close because he was embarrassed, so he just hung far behind them.

"Was afternoon tea prepared by Whitbyton?" Angel asked in surprise.

"Yes. Whitby knew that the young master likes dairy products, so he took the initiative to invite the young master to give it to the young master." After Butler Good finished speaking, he found that there was something wrong with Angel's expression. How could he not understand Angel's expression with his sophisticated mind? concerns.

He changed the topic: "Young Master also knows that Whippedon's body and brain are underdeveloped because of his shadow servant's ability. He is very childish in his hobbies and ideas, so the dairy products he makes are all based on his own I’ll make it according to my favorite taste, but I don’t know if it suits the young master’s taste.”

The implication is that Whitbyton has a low IQ and EQ. He himself likes to drink dairy products and will not tell Angel's preference for dairy products as a joke.

Angel coughed twice. Of course he understood what Goode said. Although he knew that it was Goode's good intentions, why did he feel that he was a playboy? Even if Whitton knew that he liked dairy products, Angre Geer himself would not really do anything to Whibbiton except being awkward.

But when Goode said this, it made him look like he was about to bully Whibbiton...

"This is Whitbiton's intention, I understand."

When they passed the living room, Angel suddenly saw the door of the mansion being pushed open, and Flora flew in from the door with a look of surprise on her face, cursing.

"You locked all the doors and windows of the study and asked me to go through the front door. I'm really angry. Isn't this a waste of time!" Flora muttered, and as soon as she entered the door, she saw Angel with a stunned look on his face. .

Flora raised her eyebrows, flew over, smelled the rich milk aroma on the dinner plate, and rolled her eyes.

I was just about to use the topic to laugh at Angel's growing up, so as to relieve the resentment in my heart. As a result, before the taunting words were spoken, she heard Xiaohong behind her make a sound, happily took out a blood-red rose, and handed it to Angel happily.

Angel first greeted Flora respectfully, then took the rose and nodded to Xiaohong to thank her. Ichiban behaved gracefully and without being disrespectful.

Flora gritted her teeth, Xiaohong had already taken the initiative to show her kindness, what else could she say? He could only hold back one sentence: "Eat sweets at night, be careful of getting cavities."

After saying that, Flora turned and walked towards Sanders' study. Xiaohong lay behind her, turned her head, narrowed the green will-o'-the-wisps in her eyes into a crescent shape, and waved goodbye to him.

Angel looked at the direction Flora was going, obviously going to find Sanders. Could it be that when Sanders said he still needed to prepare, he was actually waiting for Flora to come over? Will Flora also go to the Nightmare Realm with Sanders?

Angel didn't know, so he could only sigh secretly, smell the fragrance of the roses, put them on the dinner plate, and said to Butler Good, "Let's go."