I'm not very good at transportation, "he said.
Learn, "Konina tossed the oil lamp from one hand to the other.
The teleportation technique really gives me a headache, "said the Lamp God with despair on his face." Why don't we just have lunch together
Okay, I've had enough, "Konina said." Now all I need are two flat big stones -
Okay, okay. Hand in hand, everyone. I'll do my best, but this could be a huge mistake -
In the past, the celestial philosophers of Krul successfully proved a proposition with irrefutable logic that all places are actually just one place, and the distance between them is nothing but a human illusion. This news made all philosophers who were still thinking feel awkward, as it couldn't explain, for example, the road signs. After years of endless disputes, this issue was handed over to Lee Ting Wade (although there were some opposing voices, there were indeed many who believed that this person was the greatest philosopher in the disc-shaped world). After some contemplation, Lee Ting Wade announced that all places are indeed just one place, without a doubt, but that place is a very, very big place.
The spiritual order was restored as a result. Of course, distance is entirely a subjective phenomenon, and magical creatures know how to adjust it to meet their needs.
However, they may not necessarily be very proficient.
Ling Sifeng sat dejectedly on the charred ruins of the library, trying to figure out what was wrong with the ruins.
Okay, first of all, everything. It's unimaginable that the library would be burned down. It is the place with the highest accumulation of magic in the disc-shaped world. It is the foundation of witchcraft. All the spells used by people from ancient times to the present have been written somewhere. Burning them is simply, simply
Besides, there are no ashes visible here. There is a lot of ash falling from the wood, as well as numerous chains, burnt stones, and various miscellaneous items. But burning thousands of books is not that easy. They will leave unfinished covers and piles of leather ashes. But where are their shadows here?
Lingsifeng used his toes to scrape and pull debris.
He can only see the entrance of the library. And then there's the cellar - the stairs down are tightly blocked by garbage - but you can't hide all your books there. You cannot use teleportation to send them out either. They will fight to the death against such magic; If someone insists on trying, they will end up wearing their brain flower on their hat.
The sound of explosions came from above. A circle of orange red flames formed in the middle of the Tower of Dafa; It quickly climbed and then flew towards Kelm.
Lingsifeng turned around in the seat he had pieced together and glanced up at the Tower of Art. He had a strong feeling that the tower was also watching him. There wasn't even a half window on the tower, but for a moment, he felt like he saw something moving in the middle of the collapsed corner tower.
He doesn't know how old this tower is. Anyway, it's definitely older than college. It is also older than Twin Cities, because Twin Cities were built around it, just like gravel surrounding mountains. Maybe it's even older than the geological structure. Lingsifeng knew that there was a time when the appearance of the mainland was different from now, and it was not until a long time later that they squeezed and leaned against each other more comfortably, like little dogs in the same basket. Maybe the tower came from somewhere else, it was pushed up to the shore by the tide of stones, maybe it appeared earlier than the disc-shaped world. However, Lingsi Feng does not like to think in this direction because it can cause uncomfortable questions such as who created it and why it was created.
He checked his conscience again.
The other party said, 'I'm at my wit's end.'. Just do whatever you like.
Lingsifeng stood up, brushed off the dust on his robe, and even removed a lot of red fluff from the fabric. He took off his hat, focused on straightening the tip of the hat, and then put it back on.
Then, he walked unsteadily towards the Tower of Art.
There is a small door at the bottom of the tower, very old. As he approached, the door opened on its own, and Lingsifeng was not surprised at all.
This place is really strange, "Nagil said," the curves on the walls are quite funny
Where are we? "Asked Konina.
Is there any alcohol to drink here? "Asked Korisso. Without waiting for anyone to say anything, he asked himself and answered, 'Most likely not.'
Why is it shaking? "Konina said." I've never seen a metal wall before. "She sniffed and looked suspicious." Did you smell a smell of oil
The Lamp God reappeared, but this time there was no smoke or the sudden popping effect. It's obvious that he doesn't dare to get close to Konina, and within the limits of politeness, he can avoid her as far as he wants.
Is everyone okay? "He asked.
Is this Anko? "Said Konina." When we said we wanted to go to Anko, we were hoping you could take us to a place with a door
You are on your way, "said the genie.
Are you saying we're in transportation
The elf hesitated for a moment, and that look made Negil's brain jump from a standing starting posture to an incredible conclusion. He lowered his head and looked at the oil lamp in his hand.
He tried shaking it. The floor started to shake.
Oh, no, "he said," this completely violates the principles of physics
Are we in the oil lamp? "Konina asked.
Nigel wanted to look into the pot mouth, but the room trembled again.
Don't worry about it, "said the Lamp God." In fact, if possible, don't even think about it
He explained that although the word 'explanation' contains too many positive meanings, and the actions of the Lamp God seem to be inexplicable, he still expressed the following meaning: it is completely possible to travel around the world by riding a small oil lamp, even if the oil lamp is held by one of the people inside the lamp. The oil lamp itself moves because it is held by one of the people inside, due to the irregularity of reality, which means everything can be imagined as being in everything, and creative public relations. The key to success lies in not letting the theorems of physics notice the existence of loopholes before the journey ends.
So, in this situation, it's better not to think about it, huh? "Said the Lamp God.
It's like a pink rhinoceros has appeared, but you're telling us not to think about it. "Nagil noticed that everyone was staring at him, so he chuckled a few times.
This is a game between us, "he said," try to avoid thinking about the pink rhinoceros. "He coughed twice," I didn't say it was any fancy game
He squinted his eyes again and looked into the mouth of the pot.
Indeed, "Konina said," it's not very good
Hmm, "said the genie," would anyone like a cup of coffee, some sound effects, or hurry up and play the game to chase after it
Wine? "Asked Corisso.
White wine
Disgusting sludge
The Lamp God was shocked for a while before speaking up, "Red wine is not good, for --
It's not suitable for any occasion, "Korisso continued quickly." Even Sodana wine is the same, fortunately there's no small paper umbrella in Sodana
I didn't like small paper umbrellas either, "said the Lamp God gloomily.
It's too empty here, "Konina said." Why don't you set up some furniture
What I don't understand, "Nagil said," is that if we are all in this oil lamp in my hand, then there must be a smaller oil lamp in my hand, and in that oil lamp
The genie hurriedly waved his hand at him.
Don't talk about this! "He ordered," Please
Nigel furrowed his honest brow. Okay, but, "he said," are there so many of me or something
This is an infinite loop, please don't draw anyone's attention to it, okay?... Oh, damn it
They heard a subtle and unpleasant sound, indicating that the universe suddenly came to its senses.