Hermit Wizard

After injecting 140,000 dimensional maps, I'm not going to release them like grazing freely.

Now, obviously, I said incubator. I was careful not to reveal my feelings.

“Do you have the skills to spin a brain? ”

As I said, Imere replies.

“Technology may be, but it is rather inefficient. If the brain, separated from the body, is to function without extinction, the Gramperi civilization requires too much equipment and high technology. The brain is not planning to spin. ”

“So?”

“Stick it in the incubator as it is in the flesh, then continuously inject oxygen and nutrients to keep it alive. It only leaves the ability to think about stored information in response to external stimuli. ”

· · · Literally, it's a living hard disk.

Compared to what I did in the old days, it's practically no different.

I have sunk beneath the consciousness by forcing the contradictions I create facing myself in the past.

Let's focus now. Promise to ask Imere. It's like you're only interested in the technical aspects.

“That way, you won't be able to stop aging. The brain, the rest of the body organs. ”

Gramperi does not have the skills to make elixirs, nor the ability to supply 114,000 pieces of material. Grampferries that were functioning in each sector of the hard disk would die at the end of their life.

Imere says it's too simple.

“Before you die, replace it with something else. ”

“Copying information in the brain to other individuals? ”

“Yes."

In fact, it was not a matter of ending with 140,000.

By the end of the life span of existing individuals, young gramferries are put in. And it loses its freedom as a life and becomes a new storage medium. That's their plan.

“ · · · · · ·. ”

Inside the hooded tee, the floor has been twitching ever since. I know why he's doing this.

I wanted to deal with the trafficker's remnants through Imere. But for that reason, do you think that many intellectuals should become half-dead, beginning with 140,000, and continuing with history? Like mechanical parts rather than life?

If it had been a hole in my head, I wouldn't have looked back and concluded a deal.

"No way. ’

It was an unacceptable condition without the floor opposing it.

Gramferies who give priority to the community will not even ponder the upper decisions. And I will come in to begin the strangely long process of death, the end that will last as long as I live.

The fact is that it's not for themselves, it's for their kind, it's to satisfy the desire of the parasites that are parasitizing their brains.

It was a priceless sacrifice, a cruel deception.

Perhaps this idea is also hypocritical. Grampery is being used by Imere anyway. But I don't have the courage to smuggle in the presence of a parasite to Gramperi and wage war with Imere. Will they be able to reasonably judge my story if they are manipulated by the flow of thinking?

But just because it's used anyway, I can't make at least hundreds of thousands of gramperies into plants. It was certainly a line I couldn't cross.

But I was careful not to reveal these thoughts on my face. Imere should not notice. It is not good for Imere to know that no matter how many xenophobics, who have practically nothing to do with me, care about their sacrifices.

What I value and the moral limits I draw will give the opponent a chance to trample when exposed. The limitations will soon be weaknesses. What I care about, what I care about. I liked to know what I could do and what I couldn't do. Nothing more than not building full trust.

It is an enlightened way to deal face to face with so many races.

I should not have revealed compassion for the 114,000 or so Gramperries to be sacrificed. I immediately made another excuse.

“You want to share this information for 140,000? ”

“That's the best. ”

“Are you going to bring so many Grampers to Earth? ”

“If you do not plan to visit our dimension. ”

“They're both a bunch. I can't go, I can't bring 140,000 to Earth. I'll be sure to catch you by then, and it'll be a mess. ”

“We are not going to bring them in at once, but sequentially · · ·. ”

“That's connected to the next problem I'm about to talk about, and you want me to do my best to break down the dimensional map into 140,000 pieces? You're breaking your dream. Besides, you're working on it by splitting the time slots? Do you think I'm so rotten in time? ”

It's a way to face Parvash's head, but I don't want to.

The problem I'm pointing out right now is, in fact, something I can solve. But I didn't reveal it. Imeredo only reveals what he sees as a problem. The opponent doesn't know the limits of my abilities.

He answers with a mixed voice.

“But isn't there an alternative? ”

“I can't help it. I'll get the storage media ready. But since I'm too much of a loser, I'm gonna have to make more arrangements. The horizontal of the scale should be aligned. ”

What do you want?

Imere is going to turn.

“We've already accepted the additional conditions. The Grampers of the North will gather and deliver the information you want. ”

“I thought I'd be ready to get the Dimension Map. But it's 114,000 brains. Can you imagine?”

Otherwise, the parasite mutters as if indignant.

“If only we had developed a little more of the host civilization! ”

“Now that you've come and regretted it, it's no use. Will you accept it? ”

“What else do you want? ”

What Imere can give me.

I had an exquisite thought in my head for a moment.

· · · Yes, there was a plan that I had reviewed at the idea level before. Maybe it's not bad to try this opportunity.

I said what I thought, and Imere snorted as soon as I heard it.

“Our peoples in the world have evolved so that they can only parasitize the Gramperi. Great Wizard, do you want to steer the Grampery behind you? However, our hosts cannot be shared. This is not the area of negotiation. ”

“No, I don't intend to touch the Grampéry. ”

“Then why do you want our spores? ”

I asked Imere for a large amount of spores, in return. I've spent an unparalleled amount of time covering the Earth with tracking magic.

Spores of Imere's roots contact the host, the Gramperi neonatal cortex, digging into areas not yet covered by the skull and placing them in the brain. and induce an accident in the host for the rest of its life.

“I'm going to do some research. ”

After listening to me, Imere laughed.

“No matter how much spores I take, I won't be able to parasitize the other species of Gramperi, or parasitize the creatures that have already become adults. No race in the world has such a civilization. ”

“Do you think so? ”

The floor seemed anxious and asked me again why I asked for it, but I reassured him.

‘Don't worry. I'm not trying to use it for the same purpose as Imere. No, in the first place, it might not work. ’

Imere gave me permission to make sure I didn't think I could write properly anyway. Preparing that amount of spores is not a burden either. Nor does it seem to give meaning to spores that drain children. In comparison to mammals, is the spore of Imere a sperm-like concept?

After accepting that, Imere asked.

“Great Wizard. Then I understand that you will prepare the storage medium, and I will wait. ”

You've done less, he murmurs.

“I've been out too long. Well, I'll give back control of the body to Gramferi. You will not even notice that you have lost consciousness. I want you to fit in with the conversation. ”

“You want me to repeat the same conversation? Promise Grampery I'll give him a dimension? ”

“You can negotiate moderately and ask Grampérie for a moderate price. As we have already promised, you can ask me to do espionage in China. ”

It's a strange side deal. A duplicate contract that concludes the same promise with another opponent, for a different cause.

That's how Imere disappeared, and I negotiated with the regained spirit of Grampéry. It was a conversation that moderately modulated what the parasite had already promised.

* * *

The discharge of the Sanctuary is smooth.

Beyond the footage of the artifact that the floor operated, the member said as he twisted the tentacles. I can now interpret the tentacles' movements. A gesture that simultaneously expresses satisfaction, gratitude and liking. The twitching bronze spinal cord actually seemed to be in front of me. It's a multidimensional communication device that I can't yet imitate by my magic.

When the member points to one place, the video splits into two. The newly created image wall illuminated some of the pioneer dimensions.

A universe in which white flames burn. Originally there were only rough vortexes of fire that devoured each other, but now there is a turbulence flowing in a certain direction.

The flow is directed towards a huge hole in the middle of the universe. Beyond that, the glorious light of sanctification lost its meaning. White salt flows unstoppably and falls into the dark. Sacrifice spills out of the world.

Although the area illuminated by the video appears to be a slowly flowing river because it is too wide, in fact, the flow created by the holy fire was faster than the average speed of a dizzying comet.

I can do it faster, but I'm keeping it at this level now. I'm going to try to accelerate one more step after I keep it more stable.

Then the Commissioner looked straight at me and asked.

Is there anything difficult about maintaining your channel? I care that the magic power is instantly charged without any problems.

I nod. In fact, the replenishment is so fast that you don't even feel the power is consumed.

“Still, there's no noticeable change on either side of the body. It's just, it's like a routine. How much of a disguise that the channel you've always had was separated from your body? ”

Ho.

The Commissioner responded to my remarks as if they were interesting.

Channel is a mysterious phenomenon. This long and strong sacred stream is not affected at all.

“Oh, I think so. ”

Hmm. In fact, the pioneers have not figured out the fundamental principles behind the creation of the channel. The savior matures the seeds? This is simply an observation of the phenomenon, and we still don't know the exact method.

“Even though you've controlled and observed the Savior yourself so far? ”

The channel has something beyond our comprehension. The reason why the study of replacing the dimensional barrier with our own hands was also skeptical about the concept of us replacing the role of the Savior. Instead, we focused more on overturning the existing plates.

“Was there a reason? ”

That's how old the system, the Old Testament, is. You know, when you study it, you wonder who started this the first time.

It is called the · · · system. I roll a horse in my mouth.

The process by which the Savior pierces channels, absorbs souls, grows the world, and becomes God. Could someone have devised a process like this? I'm skeptical about that. It's just something like this.

“Isn't the ‘world’ itself, a unit that naturally includes all the worlds, just started that way? ”

The Commissioner laughs at the tentacles.

Don't you have a sense of disguise for being like this? God is born to eat all the souls other than himself who exist in that world, and to destroy the world he has built to the end.

“It doesn't fit the values of pioneers, does it? ”

So we don't want to rely on existing systems. Everything started with the question that the current phenomenon is unnatural and unethical.

It's an interesting topic, but I thought I should get to the bottom of it.

“There are a few things I asked you to do this time through the floor. ”

Pioneers have been kinder and more favorable to me than ever since I started channeling the Holy Spirit into my channel. Even those who never helped because of the breakdown of the balance of civilizations are now generously supported. You decided not to consider me a member of the Earth civilization?

“First of all, a medium for storing dimensional maps. ”

In the pioneering world, dimensional maps are stored in artificial souls, but they cannot be applied to Imere. So I asked what kind of material to use as a storage medium.

There are six materials that can be used in a civilization of that level.

Is that much? I told Imere the story.

“On the other hand, it's roughly the size of the Eurasian continent of the Earth, and it's stored underground. ”

The Commissioner frowned at the tentacles and expressed his denial.

The method is less effective. It would be better to shoot the storage media out of the atmosphere and then confine them to orbiting the solar system. Like another planet.

· · · · · Ah, yes. I see.

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