Magus Tech

After that, the cooperative conversation continued in a harmonious atmosphere, and Richard and the black-faced old man reached a lot of consensus.

Eventually, the conversation reached the end. The old man reached out from his arms and found a small bag on the table.

"What is this?" Richard asked.

"Open and see." said the black-faced old man.

Richard didn't hesitate, picked up the bag, opened it, and took out the contents. He saw a piece of paper and ink in a small glass tube.

Paper and ink are not common.

The first is paper, not ordinary common papyrus, nor parchment, more like a kind of white silk.The color is white, the touch is smooth, soft, and has a certain elasticity, almost making people suspect that it is human skin.But the strange lines on the surface clearly prove that this is not human skin, but a more mysterious creation.

The ink is dark gray, which is mixed with some colored light spots, which makes one can't help but think of the endless night sky and the stars that dot it.

The black-faced old man explained aloud: "The paper you get is called star-shaped paper, and the ink is called star-sky ink. They are extremely precious spell props. The combination of the two can play a special role.

To explain briefly, that is, you use starry sky ink to write text on star pattern paper, and soon I can see the words you wrote on another star pattern paper in my hand-exactly the same, no Any mistakes.

I wrote the text on the star paper in my hand, and it will also be displayed on your star paper.And the handwriting will disappear after a while, as long as there is enough starry sky ink, you can repeat the writing, and we will use this method to communicate in the future."

After listening to the explanation of the black-faced old man, Richard couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Isn't that what the Wizard World version of the fax machine is?

This is much stronger than the communication method of the undead wizard Sand. After all, the communication method of Sand is to be paid with one finger.Counting it, Sande can only communicate ten times in the same way.

Uh, if the toes are OK, the frequency can be doubled to 20 times.

But in any case, the communication method of Xingwen paper is far stronger than Shande's finger bones.

The black-faced old man looked at Li Cha for a long time without speaking, and asked aloud, "Why, what are you thinking?"

Richard looked back and said, "Nothing, just thinking about the mechanism of the star pattern paper you gave me. According to what you said, write the text on one piece of paper. After a while, you are on another piece of paper. You will see the same text, which obviously exists in the process of information transmission.

And there is a transmission process, which means that it can be intercepted and cracked in some way, so if the correct method is adopted, it may not be seen by other people when you see me writing the text."

The black-faced old man's eyebrows moved, thinking for a while, and said: "The angle you look at is really unique. Before you, no one thought about this possibility at all. I don't deny that, you said Makes sense, but cracking the star pattern paper is not easy, otherwise the star pattern paper and the starry sky ink will not be so precious. At least for now, you should not worry too much about leaks."

"Okay." Li Cha agreed, saying so, but he quietly took a note in his heart: on the progress map of the spell system cracking, to add a communication spell, try to analyze it in spare time, maybe There are no small discoveries.

At this time the black-faced old man said: "Okay, we're here. All things have been negotiated, and the rest is how to execute it.

The identity you want to disguise, I will make some adjustments based on the information you currently provide, and people will send the information to you in a few days.I guarantee that as long as you do not take the initiative to expose, others will not find your details.

In this way, you can sneak into the truth meeting, understand their information, and then use star paper to tell me and work with me for a long time."

"Okay, then I will leave." Richard said.

"Slow walking, I won't give it away," said the black-faced old man.

Richard nodded and said goodbye, turned around, and Popovich Vicki walked out of the door.

...

Watching Richard and Popovich leave, the black-faced old man lowered his head and used a fork with a broken tooth to eat a piece of bread that had been soaked.

"Oh, uh..."

While eating, the door "squeaks" and a person walks in, guarding the black-faced old man.

The guard with the terrifying power of the fourth-level wizard has been staying around the hut to prevent Richard from being harmful to the old man, but in the end nothing happened, but he was relieved.

At this time, the guard walked into the hut, glanced at the old man, and asked aloud, "Master, how are you talking to those two people?"

"Very smooth, very good." The old man said, "They are better than I thought. Although I did not take them as an important arrangement, they may not give me some unexpected surprises."

The escort listened and asked with concern: "In this case, things have been done, so can we go back to the north?"

"Almost." The old man nodded and said while eating the soft bread loaf, "According to the matter finalized by the conversation, the two people also need to disguise their identities. But I don't need to do it myself, let the rest do it, they We will do better, we can go back. Uh, yeah, in the process of going back, I want to stop by to see that volcanic city, right?"

After hearing the old man's words, the guard changed his face slightly, and he tentatively asked, "Is the adult saying that is the small city called Pompeii?"

"Yes, it's Pompeii." The black-faced old man nodded. "I heard that is the core of truth in the Southern Free Federation. I want to see what it looks like."

The guard's expression was solemn, and he seriously said to the black-faced old man: "Adult, there is indeed the core of the other party. I'm not afraid, but I am responsible for your safety, so I must say that going there is too dangerous. Change this note and go straight back to the north."

"It's so serious?" The black-faced old man frowned and couldn't help but make the walkway, "Then I don't enter the city, just look at it from a distance, what if it's pure passing?

"This..." The guard hesitated and looked at the black-faced old man for a while, then said: "Well, I will accompany the old man and pass by'Pompey' once. Nothing happens, naturally the best, if there is If something unexpected happens, I hope adults will listen to me."

"Relax, I'm not a confused old man." The black-faced old man smiled and ate bubbly soft bread. After a while, he invited the guard, "Yes, you haven't eaten yet, do you want it?" Come on a little?"

The guard froze for a moment, glanced at the soothing loaf of bread, and shook his head subconsciously: "I still forget it, my lord."

"Well," the old man shook his head in disappointment. "I almost forgot. At this level of strength, you no longer need to eat."