novelraw Chapter 87 Let's be happy as a tool!
Chapter 87 Let's be happy as a tool!
Chapter 87 Let's be happy as a tool!
The next morning, Ian skipped to the door of Kiki's laboratory.
From the perspective of strength or level, Qiqi is just a weakling.
However, she can achieve considerable combat power through rune magic, and can even achieve abilities several times greater than her own level by triggering rune overload or the rune magic fusion she is researching.
Therefore, when Ian wanted to build a terminal, the first person he thought of was Kiki.
Although she's an explosion fanatic, her superb explosive skills are a perfect testament to her exceptional runic magic.
This is just like the array master protagonist in a cultivation novel. He looks weak, but he can actually set up arrays to fight monsters of a higher level. It's a divine skill of pretending to be weak to deceive others!
Speaking of Qiqi's laboratory, it was actually a ruin, with various explosion remnants piled up around it.
Kiki's previous laboratory was crushed to pieces by Charles using forest blocks.
She decided to continue her explosion research on the site of the former ruins. She discovered that in this non-enclosed space, her explosion experiments rarely injured her, whereas before she would often have to lie in bed for half a month.
Qiqi was squatting in the middle of a pile of parts, holding a large wrench and tapping on a metal plate.
"Qiqi".
Kiki turned around, her goggles pushed up to her forehead, her face smeared with engine oil: "Hey, Ian! What brings you here?"
"Would you like something fried?"
"Thanks for the invitation, but I won't." Ian jumped next to Kiki. "I have something to discuss with you."
Kiki temporarily stopped her research, put down the wrench, and dusted off her hands.
"Come on~ want to get some new bombs with me?" Kiki's tone was as natural as if she were going to the docks to get some fries.
Upon hearing this, Ian thought of the magical fusion bomb she was researching and couldn't help but feel a little scared.
"We really don't need bombs anymore; I need to make a magic network terminal."
Kiki blinked: "What end?"
"Magic Vein Terminal".
"Magic what?"
"A super-explosive magic venous terminal."
Kiki's listless expression suddenly brightened: "This is great! This is great! You have to discuss it with me, tell me how it's super explosive!"
Okay, okay! So you're just going to ignore the explosion and keep cosplaying as the old man downstairs from Ma Dongmei, huh?
Ian explained his thoughts.
Make a small device that ordinary people can hold, connect to the magic network, and use with a single tap.
After hearing this, Qiqi curled her lips in disdain, seemingly very dissatisfied that the "super explosion" was not an explosion in the physical sense, but rather an explosion of imagination.
She thought for a moment and then shook her head, looking like she was saying, "Are you serious?"
"Ian, do you know what magic channels are?"
"Do you think I wouldn't know what I can fabricate?"
"Yes, you made that up." Kiki tossed the wrench aside. "But you're someone even Vivian considers a miracle."
She pointed to a glowing vein in the distance: "Those things, only you can fully perceive them, and even only you can control them."
Ian's tentacle twitched: "What about using magical materials? Couldn't we use magical materials to make magical equipment so that people who aren't good at using magic can also use it?"
Qiqi waved her hand and picked up a magic copper ingot from the side.
"Magical materials do have good magical conductivity and can indeed be used to make magical equipment, but not everything can be made from them!"
She turned the mithril ingot over to show him.
"Why don't you capture a legendary druid and seal him inside this mithril? Maybe you could sense the magical pathways, but is that even possible?"
She put down the copper ingot and spread her hands.
Ian didn't say anything.
"Furthermore," Kiki continued, "if magical materials could connect to magical energy channels, then our predecessors would have done it long ago. Do you know how many natural wonders and dangerous places in the world have naturally occurring magical energy channels?"
She counted on her fingers: "Let's not even talk about Sweet Forest. Eternal Volcano, its underground is full of precious crystals and minerals. Misty Cave, it's even rumored to be the tomb of the gods, full of treasures! Those places all have natural magical veins, making them natural fortresses. If magical materials could be used, they would have been controlled by someone long ago."
Ian's tentacle twitched: "So—there's no other way?"
Kiki nodded and then shook her head: "At least I can't help it."
She pointed to the pile of explosion debris around her and said, "I'm just an ordinary artist who plays with explosions. Your question is beyond my expertise."
Ian sighed.
Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly remembered something.
Then she pulled out a book from her bosom, with a dark red cover and badly worn edges—the book where Ms. Mo lived.
Ms. Mo has lived for so many years, she's practically a living fossil of this continent, and she also loves to ask all sorts of inquiries—
Those who know are definitely a few billion more than Vivian, that salted fish and black dragon.
Ian opened the book, held it up to the sunlight, and shook it vigorously.
"Ms. Mo, it's time to get up. You've been sleeping for days!"
no response.
Ian thought for a moment, then said, "I have some juicy gossip to tell you—want to hear it?"
A wisp of smoke rose from the book.
The grayish-white smoke condensed into a semi-transparent phantom in front of Ian.
Ms. Mo yawned, her transparent robes shimmering faintly in the morning light.
"Little slime, you'd better have some really good gossip to tell. Otherwise, I'm going back to sleep, or I'll tell you about having babies—"
Ian immediately shouted, "Shut up, you witch! This isn't just a joke! You've been sleeping all the time lately, how did you know?"
Ms. Mo chuckled.
"Hehehe! I automatically listen to gossip even when I'm asleep~ Never mind that — come on, let me taste some gossip."
Ian explained his problem—he wanted to create a terminal that would allow people to connect to the magical energy channels, but even Kiki's expertise in magical materials combined with rune technology couldn't solve it.
"What gossip? You're just trying to fool a young girl like me—" Ms. Mo yawned after hearing this. "So you want others to be able to use your magical energy channels too?"
Ian nodded.
"You want a minotaur like Angry Horn, whose brain is all muscle, to be able to connect to the magical network you created?"
Ian nodded again.
That's right, what's wrong with a mere slime wanting everyone to be able to dial up and access the internet?
Ms. Mo reached out and poked his jelly-like body: "Little slime, do you know what your biggest problem is?"
Ian: "What?"
"You're always thinking about using things," Ms. Mo said. "Magical materials are things, runes are things, terminals are things. But why don't you think about what you are?"
"???"
Ian was completely bewildered. He was being scolded for this? "I'm just a slime, okay?"
She withdrew her hands, crossing them to her chest: "If you want mortals to connect to your magical pathways, you need a medium. This medium must be perfectly synchronized with your magic, able to sense your pathways, and also able to establish connections with others."
Ian's mind started racing: "Then what is this intermediary?"
Ms. Mo looked at him without saying anything.
Ian felt uneasy under her gaze: "Just say it already."
Ms. Mo sighed: "You... your magic, your body—"
She paused, then looked at Ian: "Your clone."
She then said to Ian earnestly, "You need to learn to see yourself as a tool!"
Ian jerked violently.
Clone.
One's own magical clone.
Good heavens—I'm actually the tool (me)?
Why don't you tell me to learn how to be a toy myself?