chsdbacks Chapter 7, then I'll accept it.
Chapter 7, then I'll accept it.
"I'll accept it."
Rom nodded, closed the wooden box containing the magic crystal, and put it into his pocket.
The tavern owner patted Rom on the shoulder and smiled with satisfaction:
"Good lad! I didn't expect Hamelin to teach you magic, you blockhead! It seems you not only didn't embarrass him, but you're quite impressive."
Hamelin will be overjoyed! Take these hemostatic herbs back with you; I'll definitely visit him at Stone Castle in a few days.
"Thank you, Uncle Gil." Rom nodded and accepted the medicine.
The other residents of Blackrock Town also expressed their gratitude, having no idea about the principles of magic and attributing it to Hamelin's excellent teaching.
Rom thought this was a good thing, saving him the trouble of explaining the code and system himself.
He accepted all the medicine and food offered by the townspeople and filled a whole bag with them.
Seeing that it wasn't completely dark yet, and that the flames in the square were extremely strong, illuminating half the town as bright as day, Luo Mu didn't intend to stay any longer and prepared to take his leave.
Just then, a teenager with a runny nose and hair like tangled weeds suddenly emerged from the crowd and sneakily approached Luo Mu.
"Romu! You're something else, kid, you actually became a mage!"
This blond-haired kid is called Krili, and he's about the same age as Rom.
Krili glanced around, then mysteriously pulled a fine silk pouch embroidered with gold thread from his pocket and shoved it into Rom's hand: "Here, this is good stuff, it's for you!"
Luo Mu glanced down at the silk bag and frowned immediately: "You stole something again?"
In the original owner's memories, Krili was an orphan with no parents, who spent his days idly wandering around town, and was best at petty theft. The townspeople took pity on him and usually turned a blind eye.
When Rom opened the bag, his eyes widened instantly.
Inside lay a sealed sheepskin scroll and two delicate little glass bottles containing a red amber-like liquid.
"Spell scrolls and magic potions?!" Rom recognized these high-end items at a glance.
Krili sniffled and grinned wickedly, "Hehe, that white-robed idiot from the city was cursing you like that, I wasn't going to let him get away with it! While everyone was chasing him out, I pulled it out of his inner pocket and even kicked him in the butt! Haha! He'll never dare to cause trouble in Blackrock Town again!"
Rom wanted to lecture him for stealing, but when he saw the spell scrolls in the bag, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.
"Well done." Rom couldn't help but laugh.
He pulled a copper coin from his pocket—the one the mayor had slipped into the food earlier—and tossed it to Kerry: "Go to the tavern and buy some good food. Don't touch other people's things like that again; you'll get beaten up if you run into a grumpy guy."
Kriri took the copper coin, his face beaming with delight: "The sun has risen in the west! Rom, you're really becoming more and more like a grand mage!"
Luo Mu smiled, turned around, and left Blackrock Town.
...
The edge of the sea pine forest west of Blackstone Town.
The reason Hamelin's stone house was built here was not because the old mage deliberately distanced himself from the town.
The practice of a sorcerer is fraught with unknown dangers and the risk of magical fluctuations. Living far away from civilians can not only prevent spells from going out of control and accidentally harming the townspeople, but also make it easier to get closer to the free-floating elements in the natural environment.
Luo Mu trudged through the thick snow and pushed open the heavy wooden door of the stone house before it got completely dark.
The temperature inside the room remained warm, and the fire-gathering array he had activated was working very steadily, but Hamelin, who was lying on the straw mat, was not in good condition.
The old monk was still unconscious, his breathing was somewhat rapid, and his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat.
Luo Mu dared not be negligent. In this strange world where he had no relatives or friends, this old man was his only support and guide at the moment. If he really died, his next path of exploring magic would be much more troublesome.
He immediately poured the hemostatic herbs he had gotten from Jill and the anti-inflammatory herbs the mayor had given him into the iron pot, placed the pot on a corner of the edge of the fire array, and began to boil the medicinal soup.
While waiting for the medicine to be brewed, Luo Mu took out the small wooden box that the town mayor had given him, which contained offerings.
Five magic crystals, emitting a faint red glow, lay quietly in the box.
"How do I use this?"
Rom picked up a magic crystal, and a cold notification immediately popped up on the system panel:
[External high-density energy storage unit (inferior magic crystal) detected.]
This medium can be used to enhance mental computing power memory.
Should we proceed with hardware absorption?
"That's so convenient, it can even be absorbed?" Luo Mu was somewhat surprised.
"absorb."
As the command was given, the hard magic crystal in Luo Mu's palm suddenly turned into a pool of fine red powder, as if it had been weathered for millions of years. Then, a pure and warm energy flowed into his body through his palm.
Rom felt an extremely comfortable coolness coming from deep within his brain, as if a dried-up hard drive had been injected with brand new sectors.
[Absorption successful. Mental computing power increased by 10 points.]
Luo Mu was overjoyed and, without any hesitation, took the remaining four magic crystals in his hands and absorbed them all.
Current mental computing power: 53
Looking at the computing power that had finally broken 50 on the panel, Luo Mu breathed a long sigh of relief.
A low-grade magic crystal can provide 10 points of computing power.
It seems that those qualified mages, their so-called magical talent, simply possess a certain amount of "mental computing power".
The original owner of this body was clearly a complete waste, with no talent whatsoever, which is why his mental computing power was so low, and he couldn't even cast a fireball spell.
Although his physical constitution could not be changed, he now had a channel to forcibly obtain mental computing power from the outside.
That is, magic crystals.
He began to quickly calculate in his mind:
Now that I have these 53 points of computing power as a foundation, I can finally do some slightly more complex spell research instead of basic spells like Fire Gathering Array.
"Perhaps, after I reconstruct a few spells with practical combat effectiveness, I will be able to hunt magical beasts in the wild and directly harvest the magic crystals inside them to replenish my mental computing power."
However, considering that the spells he currently possesses are too limited, and that going out to fight monsters in the wild is too risky, he has to put this idea on hold for the time being.
After putting aside his thoughts, Rom took out the spoils he had taken from Jack.
He first took out the two exquisite red magic potions.
In the eyes of a mage, this is a potion brewed by an alchemist using magic crystals and various rare herbs, which usually has different effects.
The system responded quickly: [High-purity liquid magic (Berserk Potion)]
Drinking this medicine can reduce computing power consumption and achieve an "overclocking" effect in a short period of time.
[Overclocking: For 60 seconds, it will ignore hardware limitations, increasing spell casting speed and power.]
Looking at the red liquid, Luo Mu secretly rejoiced: "This isn't a mana potion, it's practically an adrenaline-fueled berserk potion!"
"Good stuff, I'll save this trump card for a crucial moment." He carefully put the potion away close to his body.
Finally, Romú took out the small sheepskin scroll tied with a ribbon, full of anticipation.
Jack is a second-tier mage, and since this scroll belongs to him, it must contain some kind of spell.
Rom untied the ribbon and unrolled the scroll, which indeed contained spells and incantations.
However, those runes were densely packed, and were a more twisted and complex script than Hamelin's parchment scrolls.
"Hmm...this grammatical structure?"
Luo Mu frowned after just one glance.
Although he couldn't understand these ancient runes, he keenly sensed from his previous life's experience with code that the arrangement logic and cyclical pattern of the symbols on the scroll were completely different from the fire element spells he had previously analyzed.
"Perhaps this is a spell agreement from another elemental faction," Rom thought to himself.
[Unknown code logic detected, attempting to decompile...]
The system responded immediately, with the data stream on the screen scrolling rapidly.
Rom was somewhat excited as he awaited the birth of the new spell.
However, after a full ten seconds, the data stream suddenly stopped, and a yellow warning message popped up:
[Warning: Decompilation failed!]
[Reason for failure: The basic language library for this spell system is currently not unlocked, lacking the necessary underlying dictionary and function data support, making decoding and conversion impossible.]