Super Dimensional Wizard

Chapter 3610: Name rectification

 “Are you going to visit the embryo factory now?”

 Laplace synchronized the information to Gleipnir, then looked at Angel.

Angor: "Where is the current progress of the embryo factory?"

Laplace: "According to Gleipnir, your sample molds have been distributed. Ea used special abilities to directly transmit them to all races, so the factories of all races should be in operation. "

“The Jingmu clan’s embryo factory should be the first to be in operation. However, it should only be doing preliminary work now, including mold reproduction, sample analysis, and material selection... It will probably take some time before production actually starts.”

Angor nodded understandingly: "The progress is faster than I thought."

Laplace said calmly: "After all, they don't dare to take things lightly when it comes to matters of survival."

"It's a matter of survival, so we really can't be careless. But I'm still a little worried now. What if it doesn't work... and I can't enter the Dream Crystal Plains in the Disorder Disaster?" Angel said with a hint of worry in his eyes.

Laplace put down the tea cup, and the crisp sound made when the bottom of the cup touched the table interrupted Angel's thoughts.

 Laplace: "I have said before that even if it is useless, the Crystal Plain of Dreams is a way to save them."

 Under the threat of doomsday, not everyone is qualified to flee to foreign lands.

 More people can only face the disaster of disorder in despair.

 And Angel’s login device is their last guarantee.

 With the login device and the Crystal Plain of Dreams, even if they die in the end, at least their consciousness will have a chance to transform into new residents of the Crystal Plain of Dreams.

 There is still a chance to "live".

“So, don’t worry about whether the challenge posed by the Doom Puppet can be solved through the login device. You just need to know that the login device is their last resort.”

 Even if we consider the worst-case scenario, the login device is a necessary fallback for all living beings in the Sun Mirror Realm.

Angor nodded: "I understand the truth, but I still have some extravagant thoughts. It would be better if I could complete the challenge of the Doom Puppet."

 The cost of converting new residents is too high.

Laplace: "Indeed, it is naturally better to solve the problem at the root. However, Ms. Moon also said that even the people of the Lawful Guild cannot directly attack the edge of the Doom Puppet... In fact, we should not be too Have expectations.”

　　When Laplace said the last sentence, his voice was already very low.

As a native of the White Sun Mirror Territory, why doesn’t she hope to truly solve the dilemma of creating the Doom Puppet? But she also knew very well that it was basically impossible for the sentient beings in the White Sun Mirror Realm to break this dilemma, unless they had incredible luck and encountered a calamity puppet asking a simple question like "1+1".

But looking at the situation in the Goshen Mirror Realm, we know that the challenge of the Doom Puppet this time is definitely not easy. Otherwise, the people from the Goshen Mirror Territory would have already dealt with it, and would not have let it come to the White Sun Mirror Territory.

Laplace can recognize reality, so she knows very well that Angel's proposal to use a login device to circumvent the disaster of disorder is already the best plan.

In fact, Laplace deeply believed that even if all the mysterious hunters from the Lawful Guild were deployed, they might not be able to come up with a better plan than this.

 So, Laplace was very grateful to Angel from the bottom of his heart.

Without the login device, the Sun Mirror Realm will probably become a dead zone in the end.

Therefore, when he sees Angel feeling anxious, Laplace will take the initiative to comfort him and tell him that you are doing a good job.

 Even if the login device cannot be used in the disaster, don’t worry.

"Think about Ea." Laplace: "Ea is a mysterious dragon, a dragon of knowledge, and a dragon of wisdom. As the embodiment of wisdom, he definitely considers more aspects than you."

“But when faced with the Doom Puppet, he did not choose to look for a new plan, but decided to fully support the layout of the login device. Doesn’t this already show his approval?”

Ea obviously knew that there was no other way.

 Login is the only way to survive.

 Whether the final outcome of the White Sun Mirror Realm is destruction or rebirth, the login is the only way.

"So, don't think too much, let's think about the current problem." Laplace: "You haven't answered me yet, do you want to go to the embryo factory now?"

Angor shook his head: "Later. With their current progress, there is no point in me going."

 Now, he can only guide them in selecting materials and copying molds...but he has written these details clearly on the design drawings.

　　It will just repeat the existing content.

If the embryo factory requires him to supervise and guide even this existing content, then Angel can't see what pressure they have to survive.

 Laplace: "Then what are you going to do next?"

Angor shook his hand, and a handbook appeared in his palm: "Continue to study the 'Nightmare Server'."

 Laplace: "Okay, call me when you go to the embryo factory, and I will go and take a look."

After finishing speaking, Laplace drank the remaining tea in the cup in one breath, stood up and walked towards the lake.

 The insect bait I just found has not been tested yet, so I would like to try it now.

Angor stretched himself and was about to get up and go back to his cabin to do research... But as soon as he got up, he thought about it and sat down again.

  Just doing some preliminary research on the "Nightmare Server", there is no need to go back to the quiet room.

 You can do your research right here.

There are tables and chairs here, the air is fresh, and you can see a forest when you look up. Just in time, with a change of scenery and mood, maybe there will be new breakthroughs in research.

Thinking of this, Angel took out the pen and placed it on the tea table.

 Then he stretched out his foot and lightly kicked the table leg.

The table that was still dancing suddenly stopped.

Angel looked at the table with his eyes open with a smile: "I plan to study here. If your rhythm disturbs my thoughts, I don't mind helping you recast your limbs. Don't worry, I am an alchemist. , I will install gripping boots on all four of your feet to ensure that you can calm down."

 The eyes on the table froze for an instant, and their sockets were trembling.

Angor ignored the tea table and looked at the singing tableware and the talkative thick-covered book: "You too, if you disturb me, I will let you experience what it means to be reborn in Nirvana."

When Angor said this, he smiled slightly. In the eyes of the tableware and thick-covered books, the white teeth were like the saber-toothed tiger from ancient times, with the **** cold light emerging from the grinning mouth.

 With the tea party, all the kidnapped kids swallowed their saliva. They didn't dare to blink, their mouths were like stitches, and their bodies didn't dare to move.

Upon seeing this, Angel nodded with satisfaction, opened the notebook, and started a new page of records.

In the distance, Laplace by the lake seemed to be aware of something, and glanced in the direction of the tea table.

At this glance, it seemed as if I saw several pairs of eyes looking for help, looking at her longingly.

Laplace completely ignored their calls for help, snorted slightly, and turned his head. Moreover, she gently waved her hand and called Zeus, the thunder cloud above the tea table.

Although Thundercloud Zeus does not make any noise, the hissing thunder and lightning in its clouds may still become noise.

 So, Zeus might as well come over.   …

 The sun rises and sets.

As night falls, the candle lights on the tea table light up, illuminating a glow.

Angor, who was also writing vigorously, had a bright look in his eyes.

 The night fades and the light breaks.

This is probably the quietest day and night near the tea table. The table no longer dances, the thick-covered books no longer chatter, and even the tableware seems to have become ordinary tableware.

In this chilling atmosphere, there was a sudden thunder on the ground.

 “Angel!”

Someone shouted loudly, broke through the mirror, came to the tea table, and shook Angel, who was thinking hard at his desk.

 The visitor came so fast that even Laplace in the distance had no time to stop him.

However, no matter how much the visitor pushed Angel, or how loudly he shouted in his ear, Angel seemed not to care at all, and his whole body sank into the notebook.

 The person who came was none other than Luigi, who had just offline.

Just when Luigi was wondering what was wrong with Angel, Laplace came over.

"What's wrong with him? Why didn't he respond when I called him?" Luigi pointed at Angel and asked Laplace.

Laplace was originally worried that Luigi would disturb Angel, but she took one look at Angel and understood the situation: "He arranged illusion nodes around him, and he sank into the illusion..."

 Luigi: “Huh?”

Laplace: "He was doing research...probably because he was worried about being disturbed, so he used illusion to isolate the sound from the outside world."

After Laplace finished speaking, Luigi immediately understood. No wonder he didn't respond to Angel no matter how he called.

Luigi understood, but the tea table, tableware and thick-covered book did not: "???"

 You cast a soundproof illusion and threatened us?

Almost instantly, the eyes on the tea table turned red.

The dining table and thick-covered books were also a little aggrieved, but just when they wanted to express something, Laplace glanced over.

The calm and indifferent eyes instantly frightened them into losing their minds, and they swallowed back the grievances in their throats.

 Luigi glanced at the table in confusion: "What's wrong with them?"

 Laplace: "Nothing, I probably think you are too noisy."

 Luigi: "I'm noisy? How can I be noisy like them??!"

Laplace ignored Luigi's mumbling, sat down opposite Angel, and looked at Luigi: "Why are you here? Aren't you learning piano skills from Gulemo these days?"

Now that Angel has used illusion to isolate external sounds, Laplace no longer deliberately lowers his voice.

 Luigi scratched his hair and sat next to Angel: "I am not learning piano skills, I am communicating with Gulemo."

 "Communication? Okay." Laplace nodded casually: "Then what?"

 Luigi: "Actually...it's nothing. Just this morning, after Gulemo left, I received a reminder that the main mission 6 was about to start."

"Main mission 6?" Laplace nodded, not paying too much attention: "So you came to Angel to talk about this matter."

 Luigi nodded: "Yes."

 Luigi was completely expecting Laplace's lackluster reaction. Laplace would occasionally follow Angel to watch his main live broadcast, but that didn't mean that Laplace was interested in his main line.

Laplace is purely interested in the progress of the dungeon and what "new tricks" Dreamland will have.

So, when Luigi came over this time, he didn’t even think about chatting with Laplace.

 On the other hand, Angel is very concerned about his main mission.

  Before Angel went offline, he told Luigi that he must inform him once there is new progress in the main mission.

This is why, as soon as Luigi found out about the changes in the main mission, he quickly went offline to notify Angel.

Laplace pointed at Angel: "He is still researching now. I don't know when he will wake up. So, you continue to do your work. After he wakes up, I will notify him and ask him to come online. Looking for you."

 Luigi thought for a while, and it seemed that this was the only way to go.

Just when Luigi was about to nod, Angel, who was sitting at his desk, slowly raised his head: "No need to bother, let's talk now."

Hearing Angel's voice, Luigi immediately turned his head and said with surprise: "Are you awake?"

Angor: "..." I didn't sleep, so how could I wake up?

"Although I was in the illusion before, I could still see the situation outside. I saw it as soon as you came, but at that time I was checking a formula and there were still a few numbers left, so I calculated it first."

Luigi looked enlightened: "Then you have finished the calculation now?"

Angor nodded: "I finished the calculation, but found that the answer doesn't match, which means the formula is wrong. I have to use a new formula."

 Luigi: "So are you planning to..."

Angor shook his head: "No, it will probably take another day or two to choose the formula again. We will calculate it later. Let's talk about your side first."

“I just heard Laplace say, let you go online first... What’s wrong, what happened?”

Luigi immediately repeated what he had told Laplace before.

"Has the main mission been updated?" Angel's eyes lit up: "Is the "Guardian Star Laurel" about to be opened? "

Angor sounded excited. Once the main mission 6 is opened, it means that more "dreamers" will enter the Uriel copy.

 This is definitely a good opportunity to study "dreams".

 Luigi nodded: "Yes, just after Gulemo left today, I received the prompt to start the main mission 6..."

  "The main mission 6 of the special dream "Uriel's Choice"—Guardian of the Star Laurel, is about to begin."

"The "star" crown you have obtained has been rectified, but along with it, there will be a large number of doubters."

“Starting tonight, challengers will enter Wonderland from time to time.”

“Please defeat all challengers until the voice of doubt is suppressed to a minimum.”

 　　Countdown: 12 hours”

 (End of this chapter)