At this moment, he was sitting on the three plank roads extending from the inside of the asteroid at the dock, with his legs completely hanging in the air. If he moved forward even a little, he would fall immediately.
Due to some powerful magic, a layer of breathable air surrounds the little star within a radius of thirty meters, maintaining a constant temperature of around 20 degrees Celsius.
So there is no need to worry about suffocation or the terrifying ultra-low temperature of minus 270 degrees Celsius in outer space.
"Yeah! I can't believe that the Githyanki could hollow out the interior of an asteroid and transform it into a habitable place.
However, according to Erron's speculation, Achaiya might have sent a distress signal to the magic ship in the astral world before her death.
Maybe within a few hours or a day or two, at least one Star Realm Magic Ship will come to check on the situation."
Davian reminded with some concern.
"Relax, I have no intention of occupying this place openly.
On the contrary, I intend to leave it to Erron to deal with the aftermath.
If the Githyanki plan to rebuild this place, we will use Erron as an insider and make those knights and instructors into cards bit by bit.
Once you have complete control over the top leadership, you can then educate the newborn children.
Turn them into the spark that will overthrow and destroy the Githyanki militarized empire.
Rather than being a slave who obeys the orders of the Lich Queen."
Zuo Si expressed his plan meaningfully.
Use the Githyanki to fight the Githyanki, this was the idea that suddenly came to his mind.
After all, acquired education always outweighs innate instinct.
As long as the ideology is instilled well, it is entirely possible to disintegrate the twisted and morbid society of the Githyanki little by little by spreading ideas.
Of course, this may take a long time.
But it doesn't matter.
Anyway, Zuo Si was just trying it out, and he mainly wanted to control this star port in a more covert way, and by the way, build a magic ship that could sail freely in space and even in the starry sky.
You have to know that the so-called "magic ship" in this multiverse is completely different from the sci-fi spaceship that many earthlings understand.
As the name suggests, the magic ship is mainly driven by magic power.
Therefore, it looks very likely to be a wooden sailing ship, which has been strengthened and reinforced by various magical powers.
You can even directly release a legendary magic and permanently transform it into another form, driven by magic power or gravity as fuel.
In Faerun, this technology was invented during the Netheril era and was widely used to explore outer space.
However, later, with the destruction of the Netherese civilization, the technology for manufacturing magic ships was gradually lost, and only a small part of it was scattered in the hands of some high-level wizards and even legendary wizards.
At least in Candlekeep, Zuo Si did not find any records about the construction of magic ships, so he wanted to get one from the Githyanki to study.
Hearing that his master was going to do something bad again, Davian couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head. He quickly took out two books, a silver giant sword, and a scepter from his arms and handed them over, and whispered: "These books, one is the "Physical Fitness Manual", which can increase physical attributes after reading it, and the other is the "Meditation Volume", which can increase intelligence attributes after reading it.
According to Erron, they were all spoils of war obtained when Achaiya led her army to break through the Mind Flayer stronghold on the 17th floor.
The cunning commander used two magic volumes to lure all the warriors, knights, and red dragons in the starport to hunt more mind flayers, and promised that the one who performed best could take it away as a reward.
But in reality, she never thought about fulfilling her promise.
But now, both books are your trophies.
In addition, this scepter is a [Scepter of Erasure], which can instantly destroy all magical protections, barriers, and continuous spells.
Unfortunately, it was consumed by the red dragon's use of it to strike the wall of force, and now the overall structure has become very fragile.
Erron said that if he used the Nine Rings' wishing spell or miracle spell, it should be able to be repaired a little.
Finally, this is the genuine silver sword that is specially assigned to the commander of the Red Dragon Knight. "
"Good! It seems that all the good things that the female Githyanki commander was reluctant to use are now mine."
Zuo Si took these valuable magic items and stuffed them all into his pocket.
Good things like "Physical Fitness Manual" and "Meditation Volume" that can increase basic attributes must be read with concentration at a specific time to produce the corresponding effect, rather than just clicking on them randomly like in a game.
As for the Erasure Scepter, he planned to take it back and give it to the lich in the organization who mastered the Nine-Ring Magic to repair it.
This thing is an absolute killer, its power is equivalent to the Nine Rings' Great Disintegration.
The only downside is that it can only be used once.
After using it up, you have to use the wish or miracle spell to reshape it.
Otherwise, when the scepter touches a hard object, it will instantly turn into a pool of worthless fragments.
Just as Zuo Si was looking at the last piece of trophy, the "Silver Sword", with great interest, Erlong suddenly ran out of the asteroid with a device in his hand, shouting breathlessly: "Master... Master! There is... there is a response! Two astral magic ships are heading towards the star port. It won't be long before they pass through the barrier between the planes and appear nearby."
"Oh? So fast!" Zuo Si showed a hint of surprise.
"Of course! This is the largest outpost on the entire planet Toril. What's more, the distress signal sent by Achaiya just now was the most urgent." Erron explained hurriedly.
Zuo Si nodded thoughtfully: "In that case, I'll leave this to you. Have you thought about how to describe what happened in the starport to the Githyanki who came to rescue us?"
"It's very simple! Just blame it all on the Mind Flayer. The bodies have been dealt with anyway, and there is no evidence." Erron calmly gave his solution.
For the Githyanki, putting all the blame on the mind flayers is a universal excuse and scapegoat.
No Githyanki would suspect the evil intentions of their sworn enemy.
"Very good! Remember to report to me in time after everything is stable, and by the way, find a way to build a stable portal to Waterdeep."
After that, Zuo Si took Davian with him and returned to the sixteenth floor of the Underworld through the portal.
As a result, after walking back along the original route for a while, I met three temporary teammates who had recovered.
The dwarf immediately laughed, waved his hands vigorously and shouted, "Hey! Did you encounter any monsters or dangers?"
"No. Everything went very smoothly. I have found the node of the magic network, and it's time to return. Because going further down is the territory of the Mind Flayer, and I don't think you want to deal with those octopus heads." Zuo Si responded in a relaxed manner.
"Mind flayer? Damn it! It's one of the monsters I hate the most." The dwarf cursed under his breath.
Because without magical equipment to defend against mind control, any adventurer faced with hordes of mind flayers would be instantly controlled by them and turned into an obedient slave.
What's more, he was controlled by the bottom demon fish not long ago, and he never wanted to experience that terrible feeling again.
"Then let's go back. But how can we safely climb up the underground cliff created by the earthquake?" The poet looked troubled.
"It's very simple! I will cast the second-level magic [Spider Climb] on later. With my current spellcasting level, this spell should last about two hours. During this period, everyone can crawl quickly on the cliff like a spider. If everything goes well, we should be able to climb up."
Zuo Si quickly proposed a solution.
If it wasn't for the purpose of bringing the three people back safely, he would have opened the portal and returned directly to the Mage Tower when he was at the star port just now.
"【Spider Walk】? Good idea!"
The poet's eyes lit up instantly.
Because this is indeed the most ideal way to solve the current predicament.
It's a pity that as a bard, he will never be able to learn this magic which is very useful in his adventure journey.
After finalizing the plan, the team quickly returned to the place where they had fallen.
Relying on the [Memory Wand], Zuo Si performed four [Spider Walk] spells in one breath, blessing everyone except himself.
Because he himself has the ability of the elect - [Walking in the Air], he can walk directly on the air, so there is no need to go through so much trouble.
Soon, the entire adventure team began to climb rapidly upwards along the underground cliff that was straight up and down and perhaps more than ten kilometers high.
It took more than an hour before I finally made it back to the eleventh floor.
Although they were high-level adventurers, their strength, agility, and physique far exceeded those of ordinary people, the dwarf, poet, and halfling thief were still exhausted and collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.
After all, when Spider Climb was taking effect, they were actually running very fast, fearing that the spell would fail halfway through their climb.
In order to restore their physical strength and spell slots to deal with possible crises, the team chose to rest in one of the rooms for ten hours after returning to the tenth floor before continuing to move towards the surface.
Along the way, Zuo Si, who possessed superhuman memory, discovered that the previous earthquake inevitably changed the structure on many levels. Some roads that were originally accessible were now blocked, while those dead ends were opened up.
Fortunately, he had drawn a simple map in advance, so he found the right direction after a little detour.
Since the monsters had been almost all cleared out before, we didn't encounter any powerful enemies along the way. At most, there were just some Underdark creatures running up from the lower levels.
After several days of walking and stopping, they finally returned to the basement of the Yawning Gate Tavern.
"Phew - we finally made it back alive. No one died! No one was injured! No one was missing any limbs! And we brought back valuable loot!"
The dwarf Ruger stroked his dirty beard and felt relaxed.
"Yes! We have reached the sixteenth floor this time. I am afraid there is only one active adventure team in the entire Waterdeep City that can achieve this record."
The halfling Korra waved her fists excitedly.
"I'm so tired! All I want now is to eat something, have a drink, take a shower and go to bed." The poet complained with a sigh.
As the member with the worst physical condition in the entire team, such high-intensity and long-term journey is definitely a big challenge for him.
Due to being too exhausted, he couldn't even maintain concentration in casting spells when a sudden battle occurred during the last leg of the journey, and became a complete waste.
Fortunately, the monsters in the first few levels were not very strong, and Ruger and Davian could slaughter them all easily.
Without any hesitation!
Zuo Si walked directly to the bottom of the well and pulled the hanging rope hard.
Soon, the people above began trying to pull up the people at the bottom of the shaft by dragging the rope.
However, Zuo Si obviously did not need this service. He gave his seat to the poet and walked up on the air.
After a while, he appeared in the hall of the tavern with the latter.
"Oh - my God! It's... it's Kels! Ruger's team is back safely!" An adventurer stood up suddenly and exclaimed loudly.
Another person nearby was stunned and muttered to himself: "This... How is this possible! There was a violent earthquake in the underground city, and they disappeared for so many days, it should be impossible for them to survive."
"Hahahaha! I won! I won! Hurry up and take out the money from last bet!"
Another guy, who was obviously a "fun guy", rushed to the bar, slammed the table hard, and laughed wildly at the boss.
Du Nan smiled and shook his head, then quickly took out a box for gambling money from the cabinet behind him, and then pushed the forty or so silver, copper and gold coins in it in front of the other party.
He was not at all surprised that the adventure team was able to return safely.
Because the innkeeper knew that Zuo Si was the chosen one of Talona, the goddess of poison and disease, and he himself was also an arcane spellcaster with terrifying strength.
Therefore, as long as you don't fight directly with the "Mad Wizard" Halaster Black Robe himself, you can escape safely even if you encounter danger.
About three to five minutes later, the four people at the bottom of the shaft were pulled up one by one.
Soon after, all the guests in the tavern surrounded them like stars surrounding the moon, and began to ask about the specific details and stories of this adventure.
For most adventurers, bragging about their experiences to others in the tavern and receiving cheers and admiring looks is a very happy thing.
So whether they were dwarves, poets, or halfling rogues, they all enjoyed the free food and drinks (paid for by other guests) while they began to tell their adventures half-truthfully, half-falsely, and half-exaggeratedly.
When he gets excited, he will even take out the spoils in the dimensional bag and show them to the people around him.
Since high-level adventurers who are capable of entering the underground maze below the tenth floor are extremely rare, no one present can tell whether it is true or false.
But it is undeniable that most listeners are quite satisfied with these exciting stories.
There are also some adventure teams that plan to go deep into the layer, so they quickly write down the things that need attention so that they can be prepared when they encounter them.
However, Zuo Si obviously did not like this kind of lively and noisy scene.
After a simple personal hygiene, he sat alone at the bar, eating the special dishes recommended by the innkeeper bit by bit, with a faint smile on his face all the time, not like an adventurer who had just returned from the underground maze.
"Have you really entered the sixteenth level of the crystal maze?" Du Nan asked in an uncertain tone.
"Of course! I brought back a lot of souvenirs."
As he spoke, Zuo Si pulled out the "silver sword" and gently placed it on the table.
The innkeeper's face changed drastically when he saw it. He trembled uncontrollably all over and cursed in a panic: "Damn it! You are simply a lunatic! Put this thing away quickly! I don't want those Githyanki to chase me into my inn."
It is well known that each true "silver sword" is priceless to the Githyanki.
If it is lost, they will immediately send a team to retrieve it and kill any creature that has come into contact with the "Silver Sword".
But Zuo Si waved his hand and comforted him nonchalantly: "Relax. I have already cast the [Concealing Object] on it. Now no prophecy magic can track its location. What's more, they are just a few Githyanki. I want to see how many casualties they will suffer before they choose to give up."
Hearing about the magic of shielding detection, Dunan was obviously relieved. He smiled bitterly and said, "Okay. I now believe that you have entered the sixteenth floor. Because only there are a large number of Githyanki people. By the way, do you know anything about the sudden earthquake in the underground maze?"
"I'm not sure. I only know that the earthquake occurred very suddenly and lasted for a very short time, accompanied by violent fluctuations in magical energy. If nothing unexpected happens, it should be the work of a mad wizard." Zuo Si gave his judgment directly.
"Are there any obvious changes in the overall structure?" Du Nan continued to ask.
Zuo Si took a sip of the juice in the cup to moisten his throat, and replied nonchalantly, "Yes, but it's not too big.
The only drastic change was the appearance of a vertical passage on the eleventh floor leading directly to the sixteenth floor.
If you are confident enough, you can jump down directly and then use [Feather Fall] to land safely.
What, are you worried that the monsters in the dungeon will riot and rush into Waterdeep?"
"That's right. In fact, after the earthquake, the lords immediately held an emergency meeting to discuss countermeasures. My task is to collect as much information and intelligence as possible from the returning adventurers. But now it seems that the problem is not too serious." Du Nan rubbed his eyebrows lightly.
You know, he was so worried these days that he couldn't even sleep well.
He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would see a dark elf assassin, or a horrible monster like a mind flayer or a beholder standing in front of his bed.
After all, every time the monsters in the Underworld get out of control, the first one to suffer is always the Yawning Gate Inn.
There is no other way! After all, this store is located at the exit leading to the underground city.
"If there is nothing else, I will go back and rest. Please tell Ruger for me later and let him handle all the matters concerning the spoils. After they are all sold, just send the proceeds to my residence in Waterdeep. By the way, you know where I live, right?" Zuo Si asked tentatively with a smile.
Dunan nodded calmly: "I know. In fact, important people like you who need special attention have received special attention from the lords since the moment you arrived in Waterdeep."
"Pay special attention? I think it should be called special vigilance. Well, enough joking, I wish you a good dream tonight."
After saying this, Zuo Si took out a gold coin and placed it on the table. He stood up and walked out of the inn with the Dragonborn Knight.
Although the ambient temperature has become very low, many scantily clad women can still be seen soliciting customers on the streets.
Because for them, this is the last chance to make money before winter officially begins.
When the first snow falls, the area around Waterdeep will be below zero.
By that time, no one would stay outdoors for a long time unless they wanted to freeze to death on the street.
When Zuo Si returned to the house he had just bought not long ago, he immediately saw Isadora standing at the door, her face and hands and feet red from the cold.
The girl didn't hesitate for even a second, she just rushed over like crazy and hugged him.
"What's going on? Why aren't you staying inside?"
As Zuo Si asked this question, he used the Zero Ring Divine Art [Treatment of Minor Injuries] to treat the frostbite on the girl's hands and face.
"I miss you......"
Isadora's voice was as weak and quiet as a mosquito.
Seeing this, the archer Huntington at the side immediately explained helplessly: "Master, she has been like this since the third day after you left. Apart from sleeping all day, the first thing she does after waking up is to stand at the door and wait until dark. She doesn't eat well, and her training of psychic abilities and learning of magic have almost completely stagnated. I have advised her several times, but it is of no use."
Seeing the pitiful look on the girl's face, Zuo Si felt a little headache. He stared into her eyes and warned her seriously, "Don't do this again next time, understand?"
"Um!"
Isadora nodded quickly and vigorously, and at the same time held him tighter with her hands, not letting go until they finished their meal and went to bed to rest.
Zuo Si obviously didn't have any good solution for her unusually strong attachment and lack of security. He could only hope that time would slowly heal her.
After coaxing the "problem girl" to sleep, Zuo Si quickly took out the "Meditation Volume" and the "Physical Fitness Manual", intending to finish reading these two magic books that could increase basic attributes first.
After all, basic attributes are the most practical and will be directly reflected in all aspects of physical fitness.
Take his physical condition that had skyrocketed after he became a chosen one, for example. Now that he had entered a state of concentrated casting, he would basically not be affected by any external factors.
Moreover, with the blessing of divine power, the body will not feel tired even if you do not rest for several days and nights.
Even if you use a knife to make a not very deep cut on your arm, it will heal on its own within about a minute.
What's more, physique represents the vitality of a living being.
The higher it is, the more damage you can take in battle, and the harder it is to be killed by the enemy.
As for the "Book of Meditation" that can increase intelligence attributes, it is one of the treasures that arcane spellcasters dream of.
You should know that the higher the intelligence, the more corresponding spell slots there are.
At the same time, when engaging in spell confrontation, the arcane magic released will be more difficult for the enemy to dodge, resist and exempt.
Zuo Si originally had a plan. He intended to use various methods, including making wishes, to try to raise his intelligence attribute to more than 50 points.
In the next few days.
He was mostly either reading from two attribute-enhancing spell books or trying to make magic items out of the shells of flail snails.
Apart from taking the time to meet with the three temporary teammates who entered the underground maze and discuss the price of selling the loot, he basically didn't go anywhere.
After reading the two books at the same time, Zuo Si was surprised to find that his intelligence attribute had increased by two points, from [18+5 (23)] to [20+5 (25)].
Obviously, it was not an ordinary "Volume of Quiet Contemplation", but a +2 "Volume of Quiet Contemplation".
In comparison, the "Physical Fitness Manual" is slightly inferior, only increasing physical fitness a little, to twenty-three points.
"Hmm... an extra third-level spell slot has been added. That feels good!"
Zuo Si felt his brain strengthened by magic and his mind becoming sharper, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.
As for the two attribute books, they disappeared out of thin air the moment they took effect.
He walked straight to the simple workbench and carefully took out a rewoven and reinforced [Magic Resistance Belt].
Through careful observation, it can be found that this originally inconspicuous black belt now has countless silk threads emitting colorful light inside.
All of these silk threads, without exception, are made from the powder ground from the most magic-resistant part of the flail snail shell, which is then combined with the silk threads of the phase spider and finally woven together.
Now, this belt not only provides the wearer with a certain amount of magic resistance, but also has a 20% chance of deflecting a targeted spell, and a 10% chance of directly rebounding the spell to the caster.
Although with Zuo Si's spellcasting level, he cannot currently create a high-level magic item like the [Mirror Headdress] that is completely immune to energy damage, but he can certainly make a second-rate one.
In fact, it was not only the belt that he reinforced with the shell of the flail snail, but also the [Phase Cloak] made in Calim Port and the [Boots of Speed] stripped from his teacher's corpse.
When the three pieces of equipment are added together, the chance of spell deflection is as high as 35%, and the chance of rebound is about 20%.
This means that for all targeted spells, there is a one in five chance that they will be bounced back.
There is also a one-third chance that other spells will be affected by the deflection effect and will not work.
In fact, at the beginning, Zuo Si originally wanted to make a pair of gloves using the shells of flail snails.
Because as the power of the blue dragon was being taken away bit by bit, the [Dragon Gloves] gradually merged with the skin on the hands.
Strictly speaking, it should be considered a part of the body rather than a simple magical equipment.
However, during the production process, Zuo Si suddenly had an idea and planned to add some more interesting magical effects to the gloves.
But halfway through, he realized that it was almost impossible to complete the task independently with his current spellcasting level.
In desperation, he could only put the unfinished gloves aside and made some minor enhancements to the existing magic equipment.
Even the [Damage Absorption Amulet] hanging around his neck adds +4 protection.
This kind of enhancement is equivalent to covering the body with a layer of energy field.
When a weapon is chopped down, it will be affected by the force field and deflected, ultimately failing to harm the wearer.
Since mages and warlocks cannot wear armor, they basically carry such a magical item with them to ensure that even if they do not have any protective spells, they will not be stabbed to death by a dagger from behind.
After fully upgrading his magic equipment, Zuo Si began to consider whether he should study the arcane mark left by Halaster Blackrob on the green-footed dragon snake, summon the bottom-dwelling demon fish to dissect it first, or start reading the Netherese scroll given to him by the goddess of magic.
Obviously, from the perspective of quickly improving spellcasting level and mastering more knowledge, it is definitely better to read the Netheril scroll first.
However, Zuo Si did not want to be exposed to these overly profound things too early.
Because from the book given to him by Oghma, the god of knowledge, he learned that there were no specific spells on the scrolls of Netheril, but rather a macro-theoretical explanation.
To put it in simpler terms, magic is equivalent to giving soldiers guns and bullets.
Then the modern magic system of the continent of Faerun is to teach mages the techniques of making and using these things.
But the Netherese scrolls are different.
It is closer to the position of mathematics in modern science, that is, it is the foundation of everything, but at the same time it is very abstract, awkward, complex and difficult to understand.
For those mages who do not have sufficient knowledge and smart minds and simply want larger caliber guns and bullets, reading the scrolls of Netheril may not be a good idea.
Because just like advanced mathematics can drive countless students crazy, Netheril scrolls can also drive countless mages crazy!
Looking at the ten gold foil pages in the box and the magic symbols that kept changing on the surface, Zuo Si couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile, "I can't believe that this supreme treasure in the eyes of other arcane spellcasters has become a hot potato in my hands."
"Is that bothering you?"
As the strange voice echoed in my ears, a young and beautiful female figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the room.
She had long black hair that cascaded down her back, and she wore a dark silk gown with a net corset inlaid with countless gemstones tied around her waist.
"You are...the goddess of magic?!"
Since Zuo Si had faced the incarnation of gods several times, he immediately confirmed the other party's identity after observing for a moment.
Because the moment the Eye of Knowledge swept across the mesh belt, it immediately saw the surging arcane energy.
Needless to say, it represents the magic network that covers the entire world.
Midnight smiled and nodded: "Yes. You are just as the God of Knowledge described. Not only are you very smart, but you are also very sensitive to divine power."
"It wasn't long since I came to Faerun when the goddess of poison and disease, Talona, forcibly gave me divine power and the status of a chosen one. Anyone who encounters such a thing will inevitably be on high alert," Zuo Si defended himself.
He did not show any panic at the sudden visit of the goddess of magic. Instead, he looked at this woman with interest, who was deified from a mortal world at almost the same time as Xirik.
If he remembered correctly, in about seven or eight years, as Cyric began to go mad and the Sons of Bhaal emerged from all over the world to stir up turmoil, chaos and war, Midnight's former beloved warrior Kelemvor would return from death and become the new generation of the God of Death.
By then, the situation in the entire continent of Faerun will revolve around the complicated grievances between these three gods.
They would never have dreamed, as mortals at the time, that three of the four members of the adventure team would become gods after the turbulent years, and without exception, they were all powerful gods standing at the pinnacle of the gods.
Only the last priest of Shuna, the goddess of love and beauty, saw through everything and chose to enter the kingdom of his own goddess after death. He spent his days happily in various 18+ service centers and led an indulgent life that was envied and hated by countless men.
"But it is undeniable that your thoughts, consciousness, and behavior are very similar to Talona in many aspects. Although you are not as evil, chaotic, and willful as her. What's more, because of the existence of you as the chosen one, Talona has more choices." Midnight commented with a smile.
She has been watching the changes in the Church of the Goddess of Poison and Disease in Amn and thinks it is a good thing.
Whether the final result is that Talona turns to a neutral camp or directly splits into two gods, it can weaken the power of the evil camp in disguise.
Zuo Si shrugged innocently: "Maybe. But what does this have to do with me?
I have publicly stated from the beginning that I have no interest in the eternal struggle between gods.
Because this meaningless fight will never produce any results.
Whether the good camp or the evil camp crosses the red line, they will immediately be hit mercilessly by the God above Gods.
What's more, in my opinion, the thoughts, philosophies, doctrines and values of the gods are too narrow-minded, extreme and biased, even Ilmater, the god of suffering who is recognized as the most kind and friendly, is no exception.
Moreover, I have lived in a world without gods since I was a child. At least as far as I know, the gods worshiped in temples do not have the ability to grant believers magical powers.
The social environment's attitude towards God is more like a naked transaction than a belief.
Mortals serve gods, offer tributes to them, and perform all kinds of strange rituals, just in exchange for the gods to fulfill their wishes, nothing more.
So I accepted the ideas of materialism and for a long time I firmly believed that God was false, did not exist, and was created by mortals according to their own imagination and needs.
Because of my upbringing, I am destined not to regard God as the only belief in my spiritual world, and I will not be like other believers and your voters, who regard serving God as a duty and honor. "
Midnight immediately showed a thoughtful expression when he heard this, and soon asked in a slightly joking tone: "Is this the reason why you were able to reach a deal with the God of Knowledge? He put himself in a relatively equal position and gave you respect and the right to choose?"
Zuo Si nodded seriously: "Yes! If the God of Suffering Ilmater gives people the impression of kindness, mercy, compassion and selfless help, he is willing to bear the suffering for anyone and even the whole world.
Then the God of Knowledge is like a wise and knowledgeable sage who never rushes to express his opinions and suggestions, but listens to what others have to say first.
No matter who he talks to, he will never regard himself as a high and mighty god, but will have some mutually beneficial discussions like old friends.
What I admire most is that the God of Knowledge never has any preconceived opinions or positions. "
"Haha, this is also what I admire most about His Majesty Oghma. It seems that we now have a mutual friend."
There was an incredible hint of playfulness in Midnight's tone.
Fortunately, Zuo Si had long been a "master of expression management" and did not show any sign of losing his composure. Instead, he politely asked, "You took a huge risk to descend to the world, could it be that you did so just to talk to me about this?"
"No, of course not. I'm actually here to help you with some problems. You are very interested in the scrolls of Netheril, but you are worried that the knowledge contained in them will cause irreversible changes to your brain, thinking, consciousness and cognition. Right?" Midnight reached out and gently stroked the scrolls and asked without turning back.
"Yes. I am not sure if I am ready to read these magical scrolls written by the ancient creator race, the Sarrukh."
Zuo Si openly admitted his concerns.
Unlike many of the megalomaniacal wizards of Faerun, he was well aware of how vast and exaggerated the theoretical knowledge contained in the scrolls of Netheril was.
It is like in the modern scientific system of the earth, basic science is always more difficult, more important, and more complex than applied science.
The scroll of Netheril is equivalent to a compendium of the basics of magic in the magic system of the continent of Faerun.
"It seems that you have learned the secret of the Netheril scroll and have maintained a considerable degree of caution regarding it.
This is very good!
Because the above two points happen to be the prerequisites for reading and learning the knowledge recorded in it.
If someone who doesn't know enough tries to read a Netherese scroll, they will usually be confused by the vast and incomprehensible knowledge and come up with a completely wrong understanding.
If you are not careful enough, you will ignore the limits of your own intelligence and absorb knowledge madly.
Then when it reaches a certain critical point, the greedy person's brain will be irreversibly damaged, and he will completely turn into a lunatic with no clear consciousness."
Midnight expressed his appreciation for Zuo Si's attitude without hesitation.
Because not everyone, especially a mage, can remain so rational and restrained when facing the scroll of Netheril.
The first reaction of most arcane spellcasters is often to look first and then speak.
"You mean... I am now qualified to start reading these scrolls?" Zuo Si asked cautiously.
Midnight smiled and nodded, "That's right. The ten scrolls you saw are exactly one chapter, which explains the basic understanding and overview of the original magic of the Saruk witch.
It can help you understand the origins of magic in this world from the root, as well as the rules that can be applied to most magical worlds.
If you can read all of them and completely transform them into your own knowledge, then no magic will be a secret to you anymore."
"Are these ten the introductory chapters of the Netheril scroll?"
Zuo Si widened his eyes in surprise, unable to believe that the magic goddess was so kind to him and even specially screened the contents of the scroll.
"You're right to understand it this way.
Don't worry, I, like the God of Knowledge, just hope that you can bring back all kinds of novel magical knowledge and technology from other worlds. I have no ulterior motives.
Okay, now concentrate and let me teach you how to correctly understand what is written on the scroll.
I believe that with the help of the eyes of knowledge, you should understand much faster than others. "
After saying that, Midnight pulled out the topmost scroll of Netheril and gently spread it out, allowing the silver magic symbols to arrange themselves in an extremely regular manner.
Zuo Si would certainly not let go of this opportunity to be personally guided by the goddess of magic.
He didn't even bother to ask what the two gods were talking about. He quickly focused his attention on the magic hair symbol that appeared on the scroll, while listening to the goddess' explanation.
After a while, I entered a state of absorbed learning.
(End of this chapter)
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