I am the only one who practices magic: I practice magic in the city

Chapter 462: Fern Collection (5003)

The cave was not silent, but seemed unusually busy.

A dozen or so puppets of various shapes, looking a bit like marble sculptures, moved here and there.

Some dolls were crawling on a huge round sphere in the center of the cave, busy with something.

"Oh, because it is cultivated from the pulp cells of deciduous teeth, the cultivated body must be the same age as my mother when she changed her teeth."

Fang Yu casually added some cultured diamonds to the creation capsule.

Fang Yu had previously taught Fang Daqiang some basic knowledge about this world, and only then did Fang Daqiang understand why Fang Yu wanted to spend 12 billion to acquire Dahe Precision.

In order to complete this acquisition, Youzi Technology even issued a debt.

Ohga Seiko has signed an exclusive supply agreement with Kasuga Tour, and its only customer is Kasuga Tour.

Now it seems that this is not the acquisition of a cultured diamond company, but clearly the acquisition of a mint.

After hearing Fang Yu's reply, Fang Daqiang couldn't help but feel a little confused.

What do you mean?
His wife was only six years old when she was resurrected?
Is it raising a wife or a daughter?
And it’s illegal!
"If that's the case, then wouldn't it mean that people can live forever?"

Fang Daqiang frowned, unable to understand: "If a person leaves behind some cells when he is young, and after he dies, he uses this creation chamber to recreate a body, and then uses the resurrection technique you mentioned to revive him, wouldn't that be enough?"

Fang Yu shook his head: "No, Dad, the judgment of arcane is conceptual. Even in the era of great arcane, the mystery of life and death has not been fully explored."

"No resurrection technique can extend the natural life span of the deceased. The so-called natural life span refers to the life span of the recipient until he dies of old age without any illness or accident."

"The original resurrection technique required to resurrect my mother is not what people intuitively imagine, pulling the soul of the deceased into this body. The body in the creation chamber is not my mother's resurrected body. This body is just the material for the 'original resurrection technique'."

Fang Yu pointed to the creation capsule.

"The original resurrection spell is a complex compound ritual spell. If it is broken down in detail, it can be broken down into dozens of spells of varying sizes."

"Reshaping the body is one of the most important parts, and the body reshaped by the resurrection technique is the natural age of the deceased at the time of death."

"Even if it is someone who has just passed away, it is not simply to solidify the spirit in the recipient's original body. Instead, the recipient's body at that time is used as the casting material, and the magic net reshapes the recipient's body."

"That's why this spell can cure the deceased's illness. Otherwise, there would be no need to revive those who died of terminal illnesses."

"So, when my mother is resurrected, she will still be 33 years old when she died."

After saying that, Fang Yu secretly glanced at Lao Deng and noticed that Lao Deng breathed a sigh of relief, so he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, fortunately, dad is not a pervert.

Huh? My mom will be 33 years old when she is resurrected, and Sister Le Sheng is also 33 years old, so they are the same age, right?

"Resurrection..." Fang Daqiang was anxious, "Is it really a resurrection? Are you sure the person who is 'resurrected' is your mother? Or is she a clone with your mother's memories and appearance?"

Fang Yu smiled and said, "Dad, this kind of philosophical puzzle of 'who am I' does not exist in the arcane world."

"Because there is a concept called 'spirituality' in the arcane."

“Spirituality is the root of self-awareness of all intelligent creatures and the basis of the concept of ‘I’.”

"For example, I have also invested in a brain-computer interface company. If one day I can upload my memory, back up my brain to a server, and use artificial intelligence to perform autonomous actions without instructions, then is it me?"

"In the concept of philosophy, this is a controversial issue, but in the concept of arcane, it is obviously not me, because it does not have the spirituality of 'I'."

“Spirituality is the true form of memory and self-awareness.”

"Spirit is unique. Everyone's spirituality carries its own imprint. Only the spiritual tides of the astral world can completely wash away these spiritual imprints and re-invest them into the main material world to become new intelligent creatures."

"When a person dies, his spirit spreads throughout the astral world. When a resurrection spell is performed, the astral world will collect the spirit that originally belonged to the person and reshape it in the real world together with the body."

"So, the person who is resurrected through the resurrection technique is the person who originally passed away."

Fang Yu simply introduced Fang Daqiang to the principles of resurrection and the arcane worldview, and did not mention that the longer a person has been dead, the greater the loss of their spiritual imprint.

Otherwise, dad will inevitably be anxious.

Spirituality? Although it was difficult for Fang Daqiang, who had not entered the gate of arcane, to truly understand this concept, he still nodded half-heartedly.

In short, the one who was resurrected was indeed his wife, not a copy.

Fang Daqiang sat on the stone bench for two minutes to calm down from his excitement. He took a deep breath and asked, "Have you told your grandparents?"

Fang Yu shook his head: "Not yet. They are old and can't stand the stimulation. If something happens, it will be too cruel for them to give them hope and then extinguish it. I plan to wait until my mother is really resurrected before telling them about this."

Fang Daqiang nodded repeatedly with a look of agreement.

Yes, that's right. We can't let Chen Shian get involved, otherwise he will definitely interfere.

Old Deng is so annoying.

Fang Daqiang's doubts were initially answered and he finally felt like looking around.

I found that there were dozens of high-power diesel generators commonly seen on construction sites, and they were obviously running, but they did not make any sound.

I guess this guy used arcane magic to block out the noise.

Originally he thought these diesel generators were used to drive the creation capsule, but after looking closely, it seemed that was not the case.

There are dozens of transparent tubes inlaid on the ground, and each tube has a gray metal wire with a diameter of one or two millimeters, connecting these generators to the huge sphere with a diameter of 6 meters in the center of the cave.

These things are obviously industrial products. Their appearance here is somewhat out of place with the surrounding environment. They look like Gandalf holding an AK.

"Those dolls are also products of this place? They are the ones you mentioned... alchemical items, right?" Fang Daqiang pointed at a doll that had just added diesel to a diesel generator and asked curiously.

This thing is new and looks much more advanced than the robot from Boston Dynamics. Not only is it more flexible, it is also more powerful. It can hold a standard 200-liter diesel barrel as if it is holding nothing.

"Oh, not exactly. It's a combination of alchemical tools and Blue Star Robotics technology."

"The arcane civilization probably understood the existence of spirituality too early, which in turn limited their exploration in the field of artificial intelligence. Although the puppets in the Lorin Tower can communicate normally, they are frankly quite stupid and can basically only be regarded as answering machines."

Isn't that stupid? However, this Piedmont Alchemy Company is powerful enough. After moving to now, except for the life-sustaining ring, there is no sign of depletion of stock of other items.

"So, these puppets are now powered by artificial intelligence, and they have specially trained robot models inside them."

Fang Yu waved his hand and called over a slender puppet nearby. He drew a glowing pattern on the puppet's chest, and the marble on the puppet's chest surface gradually spread to both sides, revealing the internal structure.

Fang Daqiang stuck his head in and took a look. He saw that it was densely packed with various electronic machines, and some parts were obviously not the products of Blue Star's technology.

In the center of the chest is a circular machine. Countless lines are connected to this prototype machine, and above the circular machine is fixed a milky white round translucent crystal.

"It's powered by both arcane and technology. This white translucent crystal is a magic crystal furnace. The diamond is mainly responsible for instantaneous bursts and casting a few simple built-in spells, while the spherical tokamak is responsible for daily operations and energy strike output. There's no other way. The power output of the tokamak cannot be fine-tuned. It can only be controlled by the gear position."

Fang Daqiang nodded calmly, well, this boy is indeed my son.

The combination of arcane and technology. If it were me, I would also take this path, the combination of magic crystal road and spherical tokamak...

Wait, tokamak?
Fang Daqiang's fingers trembled, his eyes widened: "You said this little thing is a tokamak? Controlled nuclear fusion? Where did you get it from? Did you research it with the Orange Large Model?"

"Even if artificial intelligence can design a more efficient controlled nuclear fusion solution, there is no material that can make this thing? And the volume is so small?"

As a national university graduate before the expansion of enrollment, although he studied business, Fang Daqiang still has some common sense about hot topics such as controlled nuclear fusion.

"Unless that material..." Fang Daqiang pointed at the tokamak inside the puppet with a grin, and was stunned for a moment.

Fang Yu coughed and said, "Dad, it's superconducting materials and high temperature resistant materials."

Fang Daqiang knocked his head: "Yes! Superconducting materials and high temperature resistance..."

Fang Daqiang stopped talking halfway.

Two neatly cut cubes appeared in Fang Yu's hands.

A piece of gray, a bit like aluminum, but the gloss is quite different from that of aluminum.

The other is a beautiful bright silver.

"Cybertronic steel and mystic silicon."

Fang Yu threw the gray metal casually towards the operating table next to him. However, the gray metal did not fall on the table as expected, but floated in the air instead.

Fang Daqiang took a closer look and saw a round neodymium magnet on the operating table.

"The Meissner phenomenon, this secret silicon is the perfect room-temperature superconductor."

The superconducting slag from the diamond furnace was eventually named secret silicon by Fang Yu because its appearance is somewhat similar to silicon dioxide.

"And this..." Fang Yu's thumb and index finger, which were pinching the silver metal block, flashed with electric light. The hissing sound of electric current echoed in the surrounding space. The metal block between his fingers flashed with dazzling silver light. The electric current jumped violently on the metal surface, but it could not penetrate the metal.

"Cyber ​​steel can block almost all elemental damage, including radiation damage, and is a perfect high-temperature resistant material. In current experiments, Cyber ​​steel can still maintain its material properties at a temperature of one billion Kelvin."

Room temperature superconductivity!!!

Super high temperature resistant material!!!
"Are these two things the alchemical materials you mentioned?" Fang Daqiang's voice trembled. "What is the annual output?"

These are two materials that can truly bring humanity into the science fiction era.

With these two materials, not only will the energy crisis of mankind be permanently solved, not only can we enter the interstellar age, but the entire industrial system of mankind will be reshaped as a whole!

The only question is, can such material be mass-produced, how large the output can be, and how is it made?
If only the legendary arcane wizard can produce it, then these two materials will become extremely rare supplies and their significance will be greatly reduced.

Fang Yu waved his hand casually, and a curtain of light appeared in the cave, and above the curtain of light were endless mountains.

"Hmm?" Fang Daqiang frowned and hummed in confusion.

"These are all of them." Fang Yu pointed at the light curtain.

What is all?
Wait, can you tell me?

"Yes, Dad. The mountains you see are full of these things. The total reserves of secret silicon are about 36 trillion tons, and the reserves of cyber steel are at least 15 trillion tons."

Afterwards, Fang Yu briefly introduced the situation of the original furnace to Fang Daqiang.

36 trillion and 15 trillion tons!!!
An alchemical furnace that has been running for sixteen thousand years!!!
Fang Daqiang felt that he had lost the ability to be surprised.

“Why not conduct industrial mining? Are you afraid of leaking secrets?”

Fang Daqiang couldn't help but take out a box of Yingtai Caiba, lit a cigarette, and took a puff.

Fang Yu shook his head: "No, it's mainly because the original furnace has also been producing a strong magnetic material for the past 16,000 years, so the magnetic field here is very strong. It is impossible to use modern engineering machinery for large-scale mining. The only way is to use manpower."

"The Nambis Mountains are on the border between Estria and Luwak, and are mainly controlled by Estria, which is in turn the sphere of influence of the Temple of Light."

"So, in the short term, the most effective way to obtain a large amount of these two materials is to reach a cooperation with the Temple of Wealth and the Temple of Light to jointly develop the mineral resources in the Nambis Mountains."

So that's what's going on. Fang Daqiang took a long puff of his cigarette, and the smoke entered his lungs, making him feel a little dizzy.

"So, that thing is a large tokamak?" Fang Daqiang pointed to the circular machine in the middle of the cave.

Fang Yu nodded: "Yes, this is a full-size tokamak. The reaction zone has a diameter of 4.11 meters. We are currently testing the temperature limit. If the test results go well, this tokamak should be able to meet the electricity needs of five Haixi regions."

The electricity demand of five Haixi regions!!!
Lao Deng Chen Shian, you were against me and Wan Yu at the beginning, saying that it would affect the next generation and ruin your family's reputation.

Haha, you see, the truly practical Tokamak was developed by my son!
His contribution to the Great Zhou and to mankind is much greater than yours, old man!
Huh~ Fang Daqiang exhaled a puff of smoke, feeling greatly relieved.

I have to tell my son that this thing must not be known to Lao Deng, so that I can use it to negotiate with Lao Deng later.

"I also gave Grandpa a copy of the design of the spherical tokamak and samples of cyber steel and secret silicon."

? ? ? ? ? ?
Fang Daqiang was just imagining how to hold his head high in front of the previous generation of old Deng, but he unexpectedly heard the tragic news, and his face changed drastically.

"You gave it to your grandfather!?" Fang Daqiang was heartbroken, "Do you know... Alas!"

Fang Yu shook his head indifferently: "Dad, I'm not worried about being guilty of possessing a treasure. Frankly speaking, there is no force in this world that can force me to hand over anything."

"My main concern is the issue of economies of scale. Whether it is controlled nuclear fusion or room-temperature superconductivity of secret silicon, only by promoting it with the power of the country can it be quickly popularized at the lowest cost and at the same time avoid disputes caused by it to the greatest extent possible."

Forget it, forget it, it’s already been given away, what else can I do?

After hearing Fang Yu's answer, Fang Daqiang couldn't help but sigh.

But there was a hint of relief in his eyes when he looked at his son.

My son's stance and perspective on issues are indeed different from before. He has not lost his original heart because of gaining this extraordinary power.

But for Fang Yu, this is a matter of course.

Even if Chen Shian was not his grandfather, he was prepared to use national power to promote the implementation of superconductivity and controlled nuclear fusion.

After all, this is my blue planet!
"Dad, let's go back. We've been out for more than an hour. Sister Le Sheng is probably still waiting for you. It's not good to go back too late."

Fang Yu left the Life Laboratory with his sighing father, pushed up the boulder blocking the cave entrance, and tidied the ground. Fang Daqiang was about to speak when he felt his son's hand on his back.

Then, the scene in front of him switched to the courtyard of Caijue Zhai without any warning, as if he had never left.

He looked around and stomped his feet again. Hmm, his feet were numb. It was the bluestone slabs in the courtyard of Caijue Zhai.

Is there really another world?
And his son actually has the ability to travel back and forth at any time?

Until now, Fang Daqiang still has no sense of reality.

"Dad, you digest it first, I'm leaving now."

Since he had said everything that needed to be said, there was no need to stay at home any longer. Fang Yu said hello and without waiting for Lao Deng to speak, he disappeared from Caijue Zhai and ran away through the etheric world.

Let Dad calm down first. After some time, when I have eliminated the risk from Adrian, Old Deng will be able to put his skills to use.

Seeing Fang Yu's gradually disappearing afterimage, Fang Daqiang stood there in a daze for a long time.

Another world, a completely different civilization, resurrection, controlled nuclear fusion, superconductivity...

In just one hour, Fang Daqiang felt that his worldview had been greatly overturned.

"Wife..." Fang Daqiang stroked the bark of the loquat tree in the courtyard with his right hand, "It's been eleven years. I thought I could only see you again when I died..."

"My son has really grown up..."

There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when he died.

(End of this chapter)