Mystery: A Spark

Arthur, who was lying in bed, opened his eyes, got up, and went to the ship's mess hall.

A large crowd had already gathered there, watching the bald, burly man eating meat heartily in the cafeteria, discussing it with amazement.

"Where did the captain fish this guy out of? He has a huge appetite."

"Not only does he have a big appetite, but I've also heard that he and several other newcomers are very good fighters. The first mate and the others are no match for him!"

"Huh? That's amazing? Does that mean our strength has increased significantly?"

"Yeah, yeah, I just don't know where the captain got these guys from. I've never heard of them at sea before..."

Arthur listened to the crew's discussion, parted the crowd and went inside, coming to the bald, burly man who was eating and drinking heartily.

"Haha, you're here! Friend, want to eat with me?" The bald, burly man laughed loudly when he saw Arthur.

This bald, burly man was none other than Grosser. After Edwina brought him back to the Golden Dream a few days ago, he settled down here.

However, because Grosser and Shatas's appearances were too unusual, it was easy for people to notice something was wrong. So Arthur used one of his "Faceless Man" properties to create a magical item, which allowed Grosser to disguise himself as this bald, burly man.

As for Shatas, compared to Grosser, her appearance is actually quite close to that of a human; she only needs a disguise.

"Okay." Arthur reached out and picked up a grilled fish, took a bite, and felt a burst of crispy and fresh flavor in his mouth.

"This tastes good."

"Hehe, I think so too. I feel that the food now is much more delicious than what we have back home... much more delicious than what I had back home." Grosser almost let slip, but thankfully he corrected himself in time.

This was also Edwina's instruction: to make them all obscure their origins, especially Grosser and Shatas, who must not let others know that they are ancient relics from thousands of years ago.

Because their physical problems haven't been resolved, they rely entirely on Pales's deceptive abilities to live a normal life.

If outsiders find out about their current situation, they might be taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives.

After all, killing someone and unleashing extraordinary abilities is commonplace at sea, and Grosser and his group are clearly easier to deal with than ordinary Sequence 5 powerhouses. All that's needed is to find a way to disrupt their current state.

"Ahem, Grosser, I've come to tell you some good news," Arthur said after taking a bite of grilled fish.

"Oh? Good news! I understand." Grosser's eyes lit up, and he quickly grasped Arthur's meaning.

He quickly finished the remaining food in the bowl, wiped his mouth, and then stood up and led Arthur to his own room.

All the rooms on the Golden Dream were for human use; if Grosser hadn't disguised himself with magical artifacts, he might not have had a place to stay.

"Is... you have the potion recipe?" Grosser rubbed his hands together, asking with some anticipation.

“That’s right, it’s the Demon Hunter’s recipe and ritual.” As Arthur spoke, he picked up a paper and pen and quickly wrote lines of text in Giant’s Tongue.

"Here you go." He handed the paper he had written to Grosser.

“Thank you, Arthur,” Grosser said solemnly as he took the formula.

“You’re welcome. We fought side by side before, so it’s only right that we support each other,” Arthur said, patting Grosser on the shoulder.

“Yes!” Grosser nodded heavily and said in a deep voice:

"I have no more people. From now on, you, Edwina, and Mobert will be my people. I will protect your lives and kill any creature that tries to harm you!"

“Then you’ll be quite busy, because there are plenty of people who want to kill me,” Arthur chuckled upon hearing Grosser’s words.

Putting everything else aside, the Blood Worship Cult alone would be enough to dull Grosser's sword.

Given his reckless nature, Grosser might not be able to protect him.

Grosser scratched his bald head, looking a little embarrassed. He was bad with words and didn't know what to say, so he just gave a sheepish smile.

But in his heart, he had already made up his mind that even if he died in battle, he would protect the lives of his comrades.

After Grosser memorized the recipe and ritual for the "Witcher," Arthur burned the paper to ashes.

“I’ll find a way to get the Demon Hunter’s extraordinary properties later. I’m also leaving the Golden Dream soon. You can stay here and collect auxiliary materials while you’re at it, okay?” Arthur asked Grosser.

"Where are you going?" Grosser asked curiously.

“Let’s just wander around,” Arthur said with a smile.

“Oh… then if you run into trouble, just have that little dog let us know, and we’ll definitely try to help you,” Grosser said earnestly.

Arthur paused for two seconds, then nodded.

"Okay, I will."

……

Captain's cabin.

“Madam, I’m about to leave the Golden Dream,” Arthur said, looking at the intelligent beauty before him.

Edwina showed no surprise; she nodded and said:

"Okay, is there anywhere you want to go? I can give you a ride."

“Then send me to Oravi Island,” Arthur said after thinking for a moment.

"Olavy Island? Why go there?" Edwina asked curiously.

Arthur grinned. "Go and clear out some hazardous waste."

The Blood Worship Cult is not easy for him to deal with right now, and the Rose School is also not something he can afford to offend for the time being, so the Celestial Cult is the only one he can try to wipe out.

Constantly avoiding these people wasn't a good idea, and Arthur felt quite conflicted.

So this time, he planned to take the initiative and thoroughly cleanse the entire naturist sect on Oravi Island, giving these guys who like to gather for sex a little bit of a shock from the Virtuoso.

“It’s not too far from here to Oravi Island. We should be there in less than two days. I’ll have the ship turn around now.” Edwina got up and left.

A short while later, she returned to the captain's cabin, sat down again, and took out the notebook from before, saying:

"Since you're leaving soon, let me tell you about what I've accomplished these past few days. After studying the ice gate in 'The Travels of Groselle,' I've come up with some ideas for building a teleportation portal."

"Generally speaking, in the extraordinary world, if you want to quickly travel from one place to another, you usually go through the spirit world, and among them, the extraordinary ones who use the gate pathway are the most skilled at this."

"So if a portal is to be built, it will naturally have to travel between the two places through the spirit world. After my research over the past few days, I can now try to build a usable portal, but there is a problem."

"What's the problem?" Arthur asked curiously.

“That means I can’t map the portals to each other right now. In other words, I can only build a maximum of two portals for people to travel between them. If I add one more, the teleportation will become chaotic, and the more portals there are, the more chaotic it will become,” Edwina said with some distress.

"So, if there are three portals, then starting from one portal, you could potentially reach the other two, is that right?" Arthur asked.

“Yes.” Edwina brushed her smooth forehead with a quill. “It would be great if we could number them, but it’s impossible. There’s no way to make the portals too different.”

Arthur also felt this was a bit difficult, so he thought for a moment and asked:

"Is there really no way to make even the slightest difference?"

“Not really,” Edwina shook her head. “I can make the two doors different from each other, but that’s about it.”

"So, at most, only two doors can be different?" Arthur asked thoughtfully.

"Ah."

"So, can these differences be repeated? Like, stacked together?" Arthur pressed.

“Sure, but what’s the point?” Edwina asked, puzzled.

“Of course it will work!” Arthur exclaimed excitedly, slamming his hand on the table. “Madam, with just two different points, I can use them to create the entire world!”

Edwina gave Arthur a strange look, reached out and touched his forehead, and said in confusion:

"He doesn't have a fever."

“Oh, I’m not sick.” Arthur took Edwina’s hand away. “I’m serious. With just two different points, you can really express a lot of things.”

"Look, if we set one of the doors to 0 and another different door to 1, then in this way..."

Arthur took a piece of paper and began to explain and draw on it, demonstrating the entire theory of binary.

As Edwina listened to his explanation, her eyes gradually brightened.

With her quick comprehension, she understood Arthur's meaning and couldn't help but sigh inwardly:

"What a brilliant idea!"

"How about it, madam? As long as we can keep adding up these differences, we can build multiple portals and give them their own numbers."

“We could even put a dialer at each portal, so you can just dial the number for the portal you want to go to and get there,” Arthur said enthusiastically.

"The dialing thing is still uncertain and requires further research, but numbering the portals so that they can always be used to teleport to the corresponding portal is definitely feasible," Edwina said, not giving a definitive answer.

"That's alright, being able to consistently pass the ball back and forth is already pretty good." Arthur didn't seem discouraged.

He thought about it for a while, and then suddenly had another crazy idea.

"Madam, what would it be like if we built teleportation portals throughout the entire world, allowing everyone to travel freely through the spirit realm?"

“I even gave this plan a name, let’s call it the Spirit World Network Project.”

Chapter 268 The Old General on the Stage

It's not that Arthur had to give his plan such an unlucky name.

The name is just too fitting for this situation.

Besides, the reason that big guy failed and ended up sitting on the golden toilet was mainly because of the trouble caused by the four peddlers.

However, there are neither the four peddlers nor the golden toilet in this spirit world.

No matter how you look at it, this plan seems perfectly sound.

This time, he definitely can't afford to have any problems.

Edwina picked up a pen and scribbled on the paper for a while, quickly mastering binary code with ease.

After all, many things require a lot of research during the exploratory stage, but once the laws are summarized, learning them becomes a very simple matter.

This is precisely why plagiarism is much easier than innovation.

"I feel like I gain something every time I talk to you, like exploring an unknown treasure trove, always bringing unexpected surprises." Edwina folded up the manuscript paper on the table and put it away, then said with a smile.

“That’s because I’m standing on the shoulders of giants,” Arthur said calmly.

He wasn't proud of Edwina's praise because he knew it wasn't his own achievement.

"The shoulders of giants? So you obtained this special counting method while exploring the giant ruins?" Edwina asked curiously.

"Well, you could say that." Arthur chuckled awkwardly, unsure how to explain, and looked out the window, where he saw a cluster of islands dotting the distant sea.