Omni-Magician

Ye Di discovered a trick to understand magic characters, and of course, only he could use such a trick.

Although the spell and the program appear to be two completely different things, some places are connected, at least in the eyes of Yetu, the peak hacker, throwing away the meaning of magic characters, the logical relationship between those characters and the program, and the virus that has spent the last lifetime dealing with them, does not make any difference.

He mastered five of the thirty-two magic characters, which can create many spells, but these are all basic spells. To write more advanced spells, you need more advanced magic characters. Without advanced magic characters to supplement them, the spells will be problematic, logically reasoning through problems, and understanding what magic characters mean, which is real knowledge from practice.

Of course, practice presupposes waste.

Fortunately, Ye Dynasty is not afraid to waste now.

If you want a few sheepskin sheets of copper, you can use as many sheepskin sheets as you want. Buska will certainly not mind scrapping a few sheepskin sheets.

Anyway, I'm your prisoner. If you can't afford these copper plates, rip them off.

And of course, Busca couldn't bear to rip the tickets. The production of 30 magic scrolls a day is already a very valuable income, so even one morning Queen told him that when cleaning up the toilet toilet in the Yeh Drop Warehouse, when he found some parchment paper that was obviously used as hand paper, Busca simply chose to be silent, and the next time he came back, he brought Yeh Drop a few rolls of fine hand paper bought from the big store...

After a week in captivity, Buska talked to Yeats.

“Looks like your little Debbie sister really remembers you. She's been messing around in my magic store three times these days, and I might have to do something with her. You know, she's messed up the store business a lot.” Buska's words were full of menace, and he looked through the vents of the Iron Gate, insidiously at Yeats, "so I hope you know how badly I'm feeling right now. ”

Ye looked silently at the fat face on the other side of the iron door, and a moment later, he thought of something to turn around and walk back to the desk next to him, wrote a piece of magic ink on a parchment paper, and then handed it over from the vent to Buska: "Give this to her, I think she'll stop looking for your trouble after she reads it. ”

Busca stunned and cautiously took over the paper, then opened it carefully and found the letter written to Debbie on it.

“Debbie, I suddenly met a beggar the other day, and I kindly gave him a copper board, and I found out that he was actually a super magician traveling around the cloud, and he said," I'm surprised that none of my skeletons took me as an apprentice and let me inherit his garment to maintain world peace in the future, because of the urgency of time, so he had to let me leave with him right away, and I didn't have time to tell you, I just had to take the time to write you this letter, trust me, I'll be fine, and I'll be a super magician again soon —— your husband Hammer who hasn't passed through. ”

Busca looked over and over at this brief letter, full of some kind of misunderstanding of the meaning of harmony, convinced that there was no information hidden from Ye Di, which was why he stacked the parchment paper back in his pocket, and he smiled coldly: “Don't worry, as long as the girl doesn't bother me, I will let her live.” So he turned around and followed with a few greedy complains: “Write a letter, why use parchment paper, think parchment paper doesn't cost money...”

When it sounded, the vents on the iron door were closed.

Ye held his fist tightly, some grumpy walking back and forth in the cabin, as if he could imagine how impatient Debbie was when she found herself missing, and then angrily held a hundred kilograms of sword to find Buska's trouble, but nothing was found. Old George went away, and he was gone. Debbie was the only one left. Although she often drowned Ye in some kind of silent situation with a giant sword, she felt deeply what it meant to be a woman when she shook herself up, but after all, she was just a lonely little girl. I wondered if she had cried for her disappearance in these days, and had gone mad a few times as a result, if she would often starve herself...

She was the only relative since Ye Dynasty was reborn into the world, and that kind of blood was thicker than water, perhaps because of the memory of the hammer at first, but in the ensuing time, Ye Dynasty had taken her seriously as her own sister.

So Ye Di was very angry.

He often wondered what would happen to Debbie these days, but having heard from Buska today's mouth about Debbie, he undoubtedly burned the anger in Ye Pi's heart to its apex, and then those flames were suppressed by Ye Pi's force, because he knew what he needed most at this time was calm.

“I've learned three more magic characters over the past few days, but that's not enough. Even if I could save some parchment paper and make it into an intermediate advanced magic scroll, I wouldn't necessarily be able to handle Queen and Rocky, two second-degree swordsmen, in this small space, and... I only had one chance. ”

Ye Dynasty began to think about the dilemma he faced and looked for hope for relief from it. He simply sat up directly on the ground and brainstormed.

It was about the letter I just wrote to Debbie that gave him some breakthroughs, shifting his mind to the movies he'd seen in his last life, which were, of course, fake, but no one could deny the wisdom of the movie, and what would the protagonist do when he was imprisoned like him?

Along these lines, Ye Di's mind flashed through a messy film.

And just at this point, a little bit of spiritual light suddenly lit his eyes like fireflies in the night, and his gaze looked at the pieces stacked in this dilapidated warehouse: a porcelain bottle, a broken box, a rusty armor. He looked through the boxes the other day and found that they were covered in worm-eyed animal hides... at this moment he thought of a very cool movie he had seen in his last life.

The film was called Iron Man.

The protagonist in the film was imprisoned by terrorists and then used a pile of broken copper and rotten iron to develop a set of super armor to escape from the sky. The plot was very powerful and inspired by Ye Dynasty: Iron Man's armor certainly could not have been developed in the real world. Even if it were feasible, it was an interesting and impractical idea for Ye Dynasty in the last life. His specialty was to write a program, and Iron Man's armor required computer control and mechanical power to operate in harmony. His program was so well written that it would not have any effect without mechanical assistance.

But in this magical world, there is some connection between the spell and the program, and the spell can work on everything.

So, this interesting idea has the potential to come true.

Ye Di's eyes looked at the mess in the corner of the warehouse and the corner of his mouth snapped a slight smile.

“Iron Man, see if you're afraid. ”

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The last two days of the message said that the important tools around the main character have revealed what it is. Of course, this book is magical wind, there will be no messy scenes. The armor studied by the main character will be supported by strict magic theory, and tomorrow you can see the magic armor of the main character fighting with people... I mean, today is the chapter, I was going to write two chapters, but the afternoon time suffocated this chapter, the orgasm, it is very laborious ~ ~ Although the cold has been fixed, it is still a little dizzy and dizzy ~ ~ ~ Finally, shameless request a recommendation ticket ~ ~ ~