After reaching the maximum level, my "soft rice system" finally arrived.

The highest level of the Dark Tower, within the Arcane Hall.

Wizards with golden book page patterns painted on their chests sat upright in their seats.

The golden book page pattern is a symbol of high-ranking wizards, and also represents each of them, at least a wizard of the near-legendary rank.

Within their respective schools of thought and fields of arcane research, each of them was an absolute authority.

Such a grand scale is usually only held when significant achievements have been made in the field of arcane magic, at a wizarding symposium of the appropriate scale.

However, at this very moment, the high-ranking wizards in the Arcane Hall had no time for idle chatter.

Each wizard remained silent and focused intently on the magical projection, gazing at the scene deep within the starry sky.

"On the other hand, although we are sitting here very formally."

"But in reality, the images transmitted here should have already been nearly ten minutes old."

Kieran, the dragon speech mage with a white beard, spoke slowly, breaking the somber atmosphere in the arcane hall.

"Yes, there was a delay of almost ten minutes. What's done is done, so there's no point in us being nervous here."

"However, no matter how many times I have witnessed that starry sky."

"But when I actually saw it, I was still overwhelmed with shock."

As Kieran spoke, the other wizards relaxed their serious expressions and began chatting.

But, the next moment.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Kiran, you've guessed wrong again."

"What is now displayed on the screen is not a time-lapse video from ten minutes ago, but a real-time image of the starry sky, with not even a nanosecond delay."

A slightly teasing voice echoed through the Arcane Hall.

"Moreover, it's not just about real-time, zero-delay communication."

“Even the liquid metals used as building materials are being controlled by me in real time through magnetofluids.”

With a creaking sound, the heavy door of the Arcane Hall was slowly pushed open. Shire, dressed in a black wizard's robe, stepped into the Arcane Hall.

He greeted Esveda, Akshia, and the others who were also in the Arcane Hall, then walked to the front and found his seat among the most luxurious chairs.

Behind Charles, Renata obediently followed him into the Arcane Hall.

Then, she quietly sat down in the seat next to Ciel.

......

Look at the black-haired wizard who became the center of attention the moment he stepped through the door.

A hint of joy flashed across Aisveta's delicate and pretty face.

"Welcome back, Your Highness Charles."

She lifted her long white dress and performed a rather ancient noble salute to Charles, a gesture usually only observed among the vampires of the Thousand-Year City.

"Charles, do you know that we all thought you were bewitched by the Silver Queen's beauty and were so engrossed in your pleasures that you forgot all about home?"

“If you don’t come back soon, I’m going to report you to Lord Vemesta and say that you’ve been kidnapped by a wild woman from another dimension.”

"No matter what, I appreciate the hard work on this business trip."

"Did you bring back some local specialties from the Silver Plane for me?"

Meanwhile, the other wizards in the Arcane Temple also expressed their welcome to Sharl in their own ways.

Many of these high-ranking wizards, who have now become the backbone of the Black Tower, are of Sharl's generation.

They had all studied with Sharl in their youth, even sparred and trained together, and traded magical materials, so they were quite close.

Therefore, compared to the awe and respect that most powerful figures in the Silver Civilization had for Sharl, the wizards of the Black Tower were much more natural when interacting with Sharl.

Looking at the Sharl before him, a hint of joy flashed in Kieran's aged eyes.

But soon, his attention was drawn back to Charles's previous reply.

Kieran frowned slightly: "Real-time communication? What do you mean?"

Whether it's the Silver Continent or the Western Continent, the distance between the nearest stars is over 100 million kilometers.

Even at the ideal speed of light in a vacuum, it would take about 500 seconds to travel.

This is why, given the distance between the space carrier and the planet, even under ideal conditions, it would take nearly ten minutes for information to be transmitted.

In other words, the scene currently displayed on the magic projection is at least what happened next to the star ten minutes ago.

This should be common knowledge that every high-ranking wizard should know.

Based on Kieran's understanding of Ciel, although Ciel is somewhat eccentric in daily life and occasionally comes up with some outrageous tricks that make him want to vomit blood.

However, Shar always took arcane magic very seriously.

Logically speaking, such a basic mistake should never have been made.

"It's a little gadget I just came up with, from the quantum realm."

Charles adjusted the angle of the seat.

He took out several chilled bottles of soda from the freezer next to him and handed them to Renata, Akshia, and the others beside him.

Only after all the bottles had been distributed and an extra one was discovered did Ciel look at Kieran in front of him and move the bottle of soda forward.

"Do you want it?"

"No need, I only drink tea."

Kieran felt like he was being bombarded with black lines: "Don't interrupt."

"A guy who doesn't know how to appreciate things."

Charles shook his head with a hint of regret, picked up his drink, took a sip, and let out a satisfied sigh.

Then, he began to explain.

"Theoretically speaking, if a pair of particles are in a state of quantum entanglement, then as long as the spin of one of the particles collapses when observed, the wave function of the other particle will also collapse at the same instant due to the state of quantum entanglement."

"If the distance between two particles is far enough, then information can be transmitted at a speed faster than the speed of light."

......

"However, a simple wave function collapses into a simple probability event, so the observer cannot determine whether the physical quantity of the particle had already collapsed beforehand, or whether the collapse occurred only under their observation."

"Therefore, the information transmitted through quantum entanglement channels is essentially invalid junk information."

"The truly effective information transmission rate should still be unable to exceed the speed of light."

A cool, clear voice rang in Charles's ears.

Akshia, with her long, ice-blue hair, had somehow moved to sit on his other side.

She furrowed her delicate brows slightly and looked at Charles with her beautiful, icy blue eyes.

"That's right, and that's why I've had ideas about 'quantum communication' for a long time, but the spell model has never been fully perfected."

Charles smiled.

"However... I later got inspiration from the false gods."

"After learning the truth about the path to godhood, haven't you ever been curious?"

"Why are the false gods able to maintain their unity while projecting countless worlds and splitting into thousands of dimensions?"

"Logically speaking, there must be a delay in thinking between these different incarnations that are far apart."

"If that's the case, then these incarnations would easily develop their own will and independent thinking, and the false gods should have already suffered from mental breakdowns and gone mad."

"This problem had troubled me for a long time, until later... after I thoroughly analyzed the divine cores of the two false gods, I finally found the answer."

"That is the Astral Plane."

Charles looked at the ice sprite beside him and began to explain.

"Within the celestial realm, it is possible to eliminate the interference of observers with quantum entangled states and construct a channel for quantum teleportation."

"And the ultimate result of building upon the astral plane and establishing quantum entanglement information channels is the ability I use today."

I call it—

""Quantum Communication""

"Oh right, I almost forgot—"

As he spoke, Charles took out more than a dozen thick and heavy books from his own sub-plane, stacked up to be almost as tall as a person.

Then, he used levitation to send the books to Kieran.

"This is the spellbook and arcane model of 'quantum communication'."

"Although it is only a communication-related auxiliary spell, it is worthy of the name of a forbidden spell in terms of the complexity of the original text and the arcane model."

"Comrade Kiran..."

Charles patted the bewildered Kieran.

"As the curator of the Black Tower Library—"

"The task of fully understanding and memorizing this original text and then recording it into the Great Library for backup is entrusted to you."