Chapter 92. I Have a Pen and an Apple.

Char quickly adjusted his state of mind.

"You're awesome. However, I have an even simpler method of calculation."

He took off the light bulb that was so thick. He used an Elementalist skill to gather a basin of water and filled the light bulb with water.

"Do you understand? This is "common sense", the wisdom of the world."

It was clear that Feilulinde was a man of his word, and would not be so easily defeated.

Sure enough, pouring out the water with an indefinite form and simply measuring its volume could greatly simplify the operation process. This was a method that any normal person could learn.

"Is there any more?"

Feilulinde looked at Char longingly.

This sincere but extremely dangerous gaze made Char's hair stand. He hated himself for not reading more "interesting stories of scientists" when he was a child, and now he could not come up with anything to fool this guy...

"If "universal wisdom" is everywhere, what's the point of scholars who specialize in knowledge?"

Rosswealth successfully picked up Char's thread of thought and used the same logic to bring the matter back to its original state.

Nice!

Char really wanted to hug her and give her a kiss.

Although this was all sophistry, it just so happened that Feilulinde was falling for it!

"I think I understand a little..." He muttered.

[Feilulinde's favorability towards you has increased.]

The system notification came at the right time.

Char heaved a sigh of relief.

"Very good. This will be of some help to my research. You're worth wearing this."

Felurinde said as he handed Char a badge.

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[Permission to enter the Soul Furnace Laboratory]

Awarded personally by Feilulinde himself, a wealth that represents 1000001 survival points. It can also be exchanged for an equivalent value.

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As soon as he put it in his bag, the floating window above Char's head turned into the same model as the one above Feilulinde. It was domineering as if a member had topped up and had dedicated customer service.

Seeing this, Char struck at the right time, "About these people... How do you plan to deal with them?"

"The androids that have problems will be properly repaired. As for the other outsiders, I will release them after I obtain enough experimental parameters from them.

"What? Parameters?" Char suddenly became alert.

This term made scenes that could fit into cult films flash through his mind, and he was ready to step forward and take this guy in.

"The physical qualities of the citizens of Ravesland have reached a satisfactory level, but their consciousness is not complete. If we can make progress in this area, I can create complete souls and complete the revival of Ravesland." Feilulinde looked at Char, or to be more precise, at the top of his head.

"You've also received the approval of Fitzrock. You can become my assistant and complete this great mission with me."

What the hell?

Recognition?

"So, Fitzrock is still alive?" Char said in shock.

"No, Fitzrock is dead, but his inheritance is left behind." Feilulinde shook his head and did not want to say more. He then looked at him eagerly."So, are you willing to join?"

Char immediately shook her head.

How could he dare? This sounded more terrifying than a physical experiment, and it even involved the soul...

"Why did you refuse?" Feilulinde asked in confusion.

"It's simple, because actually... I'm a theist."

"What!"

Feilulinde's expression changed. He didn't expect that the man who had been acknowledged by Fitzrock was a theist, and this man had just taught him a lesson!

"Are you surprised?" Char chuckled, "If you don't believe me, I can do an experiment to show you. The God I believe in has given me the power of "exchange". I can make energy flow between different materials, and I can also give this ability to others... Do you see these two things?"

He raised a pen and an Apple, the former was from Kuris 'workshop, and the latter was with him before he came down.

He handed the two items to Mungo, and the latter, as the manager bound to the "Holy Grail", immediately understood.

Although Char could not place the Holy Grail in the building in front of Feilulinde, he could use it through Mungo.

[Material exchange: based on the material and energy provided by the user, within the permitted range of the list, the material and energy can be converted to the material and energy desired by the user at an efficiency of 84.7%. The process is irreversible.]

In the 2459 exchange list, he chose pineapple.

"Bang"

A pineapple the size of an apple appeared in Char's hand.

He waved the pineapple in front of Feilulinde.

"Can you do it?"

This time, Feilulinde was more shocked than ever before. He was speechless.

His eyes were fixed on the pineapple as if he wanted to see through it. historical

Unfortunately, he couldn't see through it.

After all, this was the thing that drove Fitzrock crazy back then.

"Impossible... It's impossible!"

As expected, Feilulinde had gone crazy as well. He jumped up and grabbed Char's collar.

"This doesn't conform to the law of change of matter. This is impossible. You must have hidden it in a secret space!"

"Then you can come up with the question. According to the 84.7% conversion rate, you will provide the raw materials and the target product." Char said.

"A goose! I need a goose!" Feilulinde said without hesitation. "I'll give you enough elements!"

With a wave of his hand, a 'goose' material appeared in front of Char.

The tin of sealed elemental essences was indeed in the style of the mechanical ruins. In the past, these things could be exchanged for a lot of reputation points with the mushmen.

Char threw all the elemental cans to Mungo, then searched the Holy Grail's exchange list, only to find one... Roast goose.

Forget it, let's leave it at that!

"The goose you wanted!"

Char took out a fat goose that had been feathered and washed.

According to the materials provided, this was all he could do. It was true that he could add his own ingredients to make a delicious roast goose, but it would definitely make Feilulinde suspicious.

Ferullin was confused. He asked again, "What if I want a mechanical squirrel and a Steel War Bear?"

"Materials."

"I'll give it all to you!"

With a thump, the material fell from the sky and landed in front of Char.

Char guessed that this item was also taken out from the other party's "backpack". He was not in a hurry to collect the materials, and instead quickly scanned through the exchange list, and he actually found these two items.

[ Bionic Animal Doll-squirrel ]

[ type-y Steel War Bear equal-body doll ]

Char didn't have time to be surprised. He skillfully handed the materials to Mungo, asking him to accept them all.

Then, the two machines that Feilulinde had asked for appeared in front of him.

The squirrel was cute while the bear was mighty.

His eyes were wide open.

Feilulinde seemed to have completely collapsed. He knelt on the ground and covered his face, letting out unpleasant cries and shouts, mixed with almost crazy ravings.

"I don't believe... I don't believe in such things... It's impossible, impossible... There's nothing that science can't explain, no!"

"Then how do you explain what you just saw?"

Char went up to finish him off, his voice like a demon's whisper, constantly trampling on the nerves that were on the verge of collapse.

"I-I can't explain... Yes, I can't do it. This is an unknown power, but it doesn't necessarily have to be God... I can't explain it now, but in the future, in the future, maybe..."

"Oh?"

Char chuckled, "But have you ever thought about what is in the ruins above you? What is the solidified spirit mist that has imprisoned you? What kind of power does this 'big mouth' in front of you use to complete the transformation of matter to another matter so brutally?"

"It's true that the answers you can't get now may be found in the future when the knowledge system is complete... What about the past? What was the origin of the universe, the beginning of the world, and the birth of all things in the world? Did that confirm the birth of "you", and that you would follow my words and think about yourself?"

His words suddenly became impassioned.

"Also, have you ever thought about whether the citizens of Ravesland, just like the ones you created, have a "soul"?"

"If there are, were they born from your so-called science or your subjective will? Would they think about their birth like you? Since you created them, since you gave them a "soul", why can't there be a Supreme God to create you and me?"

"Enough... Enough... I don't believe in these... I don't believe it!"

As if it had reached its limit, Feilulinde's ravings disappeared.

At the same time, his body, which was holding his head, stopped trembling.

"Maybe... You're right..."

Feilulinde suddenly muttered to himself,

"I should indeed acknowledge the existence of God... To hell with science."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feilulinde shot out of the room like an arrow.

However, Char seemed to have expected this. The moment the man got up, he grabbed his neck and pressed him to the ground as if he was trying to escape. CHar then quickly grabbed his arm.

Char lifted his leg and used his knee to secure the man's back. He smiled and said, "

"Long time no see, Night Lord."

Feilulinde, or should he be called, Svartalfheim turned pale with fright and turned to look at Char.

"Who the hell are you!"

The pointy-eared dwarf had returned to the state he was in when he attacked Ortlinde on the Blue Moon. He was none other than Svartalfheim.

Although he looked exactly the same as Feilulinde, his temperament was completely different.

The former was a senior scholar who wore a white robe and appeared in the Research Institute, but in his case, he was an old hooligan who sneaked into a village veterinarian's house and stole a white coat.

This was the first time Char had seen the appearance of the Svartalfheim without the Night Lord's soldier. However, he had already guessed this.

He had been thinking about where the other Svartalfheim demons were hiding.

From all the information he had gathered, this guy was most likely not the kind of super high-level pilot who could tear a giant robot apart with his bare hands even if his finger was off the cockpit.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have to run away the moment he saw Ortlinde.

Therefore, after the weak Svartalfheim controlled the Blue Moon to crash into the Valkyrie, his best choice was to jump down and escape into Ravesland.

After all, other than the Moon-Buried Mountain Ridge where the shadow samurai like Ethan with his sneaky eyes and his own flying mount would've rushed over when he heard the noise. If the Night Lord was caught red-handed by his own believers, it would be really embarrassing.

Therefore, he had most likely gone to Ravesland.

Perhaps he had even used the equipment here to command the Dark Elf royal family from afar.

As for the second half of the conjecture, which was that Svartalfheim and Feilulinde were the same person... This was something to be said later and not mentioned for the time being.

However, there was one important thing. Just now, when Feilulinde stopped shaking, the hanging window above his head disappeared.

Char had seen such a scene before, and he was no stranger to such a familiar double-soul character.

"Release them."

Char picked him up.

"By the way, tell me what's going on,"

"Who the hell are you!" Svartalfheim stared at him. "Were you sent by "them"?" He nervously turned his head to look at the church's people, at the bloodied but dazed Laurentia.

Suddenly, they were united.

Char's impression of this guy improved.

It turned out that they were all opponents of Holy Spirits.

"This is all part of the church's plan, right? They've been drooling over Andaheim for a long time, and they've discovered the secret of Ravesland!"

"Then you're wrong. I'm not on the same side as the church."

Chaya smiled and finally had the time to greet his old friends.

However, whether it was Laurentia or the Holy See, they obviously forgot about this "old friend" who they had just met a long time ago. In this situation, their faces were filled with shock and doubt, and they didn't even dare to say hello.

"Forget it, it's boring." Char pouted. "You can do whatever you want with them. It's none of my business. But you have to answer whatever I ask you."

"On what basis!"

Svartalfheim stuck out his neck. His tone was exactly the same as the Night Lord in Char's memory.

It was just that the deterrent force was too far apart, and he almost laughed.

"I'll tell you one more thing," Char pointed upwards and whispered, "Many things have happened up there. Your secret agent at the Nightingale's home in Grimland should have told you everything, right?"

The night Lord's expression froze.

How did he know?

He had very few spies on the surface, and this was the only place in Elfheim. How could he be found?

"They should have told you a person's name, right? That person's name is Char, right?" Char smiled.

Svartalfheim quickly glanced at the hanging window above him.

"Aren't you called 'click-type'?"

"You motherf*cker, have you ever seen anyone with that stupid name?" Char scolded. "I know you're not afraid of death, but aren't you afraid of something happening to Andaheim? Believe it or not, I'll bring a group of airdropped soldiers to steal your house at any moment! To tell you the truth, I'm more familiar with Sursee (the capital of Andaheim) than my own toilet. Do you know what my fastest record of sneaking into Sursee and going around the city is? One hour, 4 minutes, and 12 seconds. I know exactly which brick on the broken city wall was the loosest."

The Night Lord's expression suddenly changed, probably because of the last sentence.

"What do you want to know?"

"It's simple. Is Fitzrock dead or not?"

"He's dead. Everything you see is his legacy. As for the hanging window above your head, it can only be owned by those he recognizes." He said honestly.