Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 312 [The Gate of Truth] (Three in One)

"The so-called alchemy, one of the four great miracles of the dragon clan, is a multi-category art based on "energy" and aimed at "reborn for matter". It has certain similarities with chemistry, but Quite different from chemistry."

In the classroom, the old man who talked eloquently changed from batch to batch. Today, the old man is a coquettish guy. He subconsciously touched his belly while walking, and wrinkled his white shirt with rough palms, but there were no students. Willing to point this out.

Nicholas Flamel.The vice-principal of Kassel College continued feeling good about himself.

"The essence of alchemy is to disassemble matter into the most basic unit of all things - elements, and then recombine these "energies" in different ordering methods, so as to make the original matter undergo fundamental changes or make this matter obtain its original form. does not belong to the special properties of this substance."

"This concept is familiar, right? That's right. If the history of the Dragon Clan can be compared to the myths we are familiar with, then the Nordic mythology must be the most referenced."

"And the most basic and rooted thought in Norse mythology is - "Equivalent Exchange"."

"And this process is to use pure fire to strip the soul of the original substance, that is, to 'kill the substance', and then use pure fire to introduce the soul of the new substance into the empty shell of the substance, that is, to 'resuscitate the substance'."

The vice-principal glanced at the immature faces of the students present, first lamented the gap in collagen, and then secretly delighted at their serious expressions.

He deliberately glanced at the serious children who were taking notes, and said with a smirk.

"But you don't need to remember what I just said."

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A burst of doubtful gaze was raised, and the vice-principal accepted those negative emotions with evil humor, showing a satisfied and distorted subtle expression on his face, which made people doubt his humanity.

The good boys tore up their notes while muttering, waiting for the vice-principal to say the next thing.

And the vice-principal coughed twice as expected.

"The reason why you don't need to remember what I said just now is because you can also hear what the other teachers said." He looked up at everyone again, and looked at those eyes without hesitation.

"You will regard that knowledge as a treasure, but it is like not participating in the innovation and innovation competition of college students during school, and not doing a good job in the experimental design competition. After graduating with a graduation project, after entering the society (battlefield), you will Just wait to drown with that knowledge, and before you die, you can still complain about the uselessness of this knowledge."

The cruel words of the vice principal forcibly drew everyone's attention to him, and the vice principal puffed up his chest and repeated in a low voice.

"That's right, it's useless."

"Not to mention that human beings simply don't have enough technology to make 'dead substances', nor do they have enough ready-made materials to make alchemy props. Even these principles, we are only superficial."

"The pinnacle of a modern alchemist—at most, is knowing about alchemy props, using alchemy props, and repairing alchemy props. Who doesn't know, the most despised jobs after an engineering student graduates, one is called a salesman, and the other is called a maintenance worker. "The vice principal covered his face.

There was a moment of silence.

The students of Kassel College usually don’t hear the teacher tell them so directly in class, “You are a bunch of idiots, and those who teach you are also idiots”.

Most hybrids are crazy.

But they are optimist lunatics.

They think that it is an honor to die on the battlefield of dragon slaying, just like the Hall of Valor of King Odin in Norse mythology. The fight of dragons is one's own belonging.

But if you tell them now that you are not even qualified to fight, they will feel very uncomfortable, and even feel sick and unhappy like eating shit.

But there is one thing to say, if they have watched more so-called famous teacher lectures, they will find that no matter what the specific method is, teachers who really know how to speak will use their own methods to suppress the atmosphere to the lowest point.

And this is also very obvious, for the subsequent outbreak.

In the huge lecture theater, the blond student in the front row seemed to understand the vice principal's thoughts. He hugged his chest, leaving only a calm expression on his face. After watching the vice principal's affectionate performance, he spoke slowly.

"So, vice principal, you probably didn't come to tell us something as simple as 'the end of the hybrid race is here'?"

"Correct! Caesar Gattuso! I'm just waiting for a smart kid like you who knows how to read the atmosphere to answer." The vice principal snapped his fingers and smiled sassyly.

"But you still have to deduct credits for being late."

"Humph."

Caesar hugged his chest, snorted coldly, and muttered in a low voice.

"I'm super. Don't."

"Hahahaha, don't mind, don't mind."

Fujimaru Tachika, who was sitting aside, laughed, and patted Caesar on the shoulder as a comfort.

"Fujimaru Tachika's credits will also be deducted."

"I'm super. Don't."

The girl's face suddenly became aggrieved.

The vice-principal didn't care about the close relationship between the student's credits and the graduation season, but continued on the topic just now.

"However, there is a twist in what you said just now, and that is 'the so-called peak of modern alchemists'—" the vice principal pointed to himself.

"That kind of thing has nothing to do with me."

"Flamel is always ahead of the times. The advancement of the times may be closely related to everyone, but the leap of the times, the advancement of the times, and the transformation of mankind will always depend on the very few geniuses."

"Those geniuses who are now recorded in textbooks, those alchemists who are hidden in history and may not even leave their names, are the inheritance of Flamel."

"The knowledge I personally hold far exceeds what you have learned in school. So here, I want to tell you two things clearly—"

The vice-principal held up a finger.

"First, the foundation of alchemy and the spirit of speech are interlinked."

"In other words, alchemy includes the spirit of speech."

This was the first blockbuster in this class, and even the students of Kassel Academy with high quality couldn't help being noisy at that moment.

Sitting in the first row, among the few people who were late, Fingel, who was licking his face and pretending to be distracted, also narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Flamel's side face.

The vice-principal said angrily.

"Like what I just said, you have to understand that alchemy is nothing more than combining the basic substances of the entire world, that is, elements. What we alchemists can do is to combine them and add catalysts."

"Speaking of spirits is essentially no different from alchemy."

"The reason why the hybrids can use the spirit of speech is because in your blood, a certain 'equation' has been passed down through the medium of dragon blood. By briefly activating the dragon blood, you will enter the spirit vision, synchronously Use this pure-blooded dragon with the spirit of speech, and subconsciously drive the elements in the air in that way."

"There are two important points here."

"First, because humans can use the spirit of speech, it means that humans are also qualified to manipulate the elements in the atmosphere."

"Secondly, the premise of using Word Spirit is dragon's blood, and the specific composition of dragon's blood, even if it lasts for thousands of years, after the explosive development of science and technology, we still can't figure out its specific composition."

The vice principal snorted.

"That's a matter of course. Dragon blood even has no similarities with human blood except that they are 'liquid' in appearance. It is one of the most mysterious substances in the world."

"We alchemists prefer to think of dragon blood as a fantasy substance. Can you understand it? It's like fire element and earth element. The only difference is that dragon blood has quality and can touch and pollute reality."

"In this regard, what can you think of?"

This time, Caesar also quickly got the answer, but he didn't answer, but subconsciously looked at Fujimaru Tachika who was sitting beside him.After looking at it, he realized that almost everyone in the first row, that is, the seats where the latecomers were sitting, was looking at her.

Lu Mingfei, Finger, and even Ling and Chu Zihang were all watching.

after all--

A fantasy substance capable of polluting reality, the only one of the five elements
spiritual element.

Spiritual elements are the collection of information and experiences of 'people', so the reason why hybrids surpass ordinary people has already been mentioned because of the dragon's blood in their bodies.

Dragon blood and spiritual elements obviously have an extremely close relationship.

The other students are not stupid either, Flamel continued after confirming that most of the students already had their own ideas in their minds.

"Second, the foundation of alchemy."

"The simplest operation of alchemy, or the simplest matrix model, the basis of all algorithms is generally this—"

The vice-principal easily used his stunt of "drawing a circle with one hand with full marks" again with ease, and what appeared in front of the students in Kassel was a near-perfect pentagram.

"Pentagram, when you were in elementary school, you would have drawn this symbol more or less. Perhaps for this reason, you would think that this symbol is too simple to be the starting point of mysticism."

"But actually—the Pentacle, aka the Pentacle."

"In ancient Egypt, it was used as a symbol of the womb of the underworld."

"In ancient Babylon, it was used as a symbol of Ereshkigal, the twin sister of the goddess Ishtar."

"In Greek mythology, the pentagram is a symbol of Kore, the goddess of the earth"

"In Celtic legend, the hero of the sun, Gawain, honored the goddess by drawing a pentagram on his blood-red shield."

"The scriptures of Judaism hold that these seals represent the secret name of the god."

"On King Solomon's Ten Commandments, the pentagram is also depicted, and because of this, the pentagram is also misrepresented as "Solomon's seal."

When hearing the word Solomon, Fujimaru Tachika's brows twitched slightly, and she, who was still addicted to playing tricks, couldn't help but look at Vice Principal Flamel's lesson plan.

There, the geometric patterns outlined by white chalk are so simple, yet so
mystery.

"The pentagram appeared in different eras and in different myths at the same time without communication at all. Although the meanings represented are slightly different, we can see the similarity in their roots." Flamel said in After drawing the pattern, he put down the pen and scanned everyone with a solemn look.

"In fact, it's not difficult for you to see that the five elements and the five points of the pentagram are also completely compatible."

"Among the alchemists of the Middle Ages, the so-called microcosm model was once popular. They equate the concept of the universe with the human being. The outer circle represents the universe, and a male figure is painted inside. The head, hands and feet correspond to the pentagram. There are five corners, and the genitals are located in the center of the circle. Therefore, the warlocks believe that the "small universe" of people is dominated by five stars."

"This concept is also related to the Kabbalah tree of life, very similar."

"The pentagram is considered to be the root of everything, the universe, or the symbol represented by the beginning of everything."

As I said before, Lixiang's performance in magic class is not very satisfactory, but her association ability is very strong.

If we say that the concept of the pentagram is similar to the Kabbalah tree of life, then after crossing over this matrix that symbolizes the original source, it is.
"The starting point of all things, the root vortex is like a book that records the beginning of all things, the cause, process, and end of all things, and the same life as the universe.

Just like the records of Akasha, it records the beginning, process and end of each life. "

At that moment, Flamel's voice gradually softened.

"That is the ultimate pursuit of all alchemists. We call the thing after that [door]—"

【truth】

"Alchemists are basically existences that can die for [truth], which stems from the most fundamental desire of human beings. Curiosity for knowledge."

"It is said that those who can touch the vortex of roots and pry into the causal relationship of all things can be said to know everything. In other words, the vortex of roots is the ultimate knowledge, but the ultimate also represents limitations. Everything has a limit, and if there is no limit, the concept of infinity will be lost.”

"Contradictions, errors, cycles."

"The so-called truth cannot be artificially explained. We only know that after crossing the truth, alchemists can reach the seven peaks."

"The seven peaks of an alchemist are definitely not for sale, but seven crowns."

"In our Flamel heritage, it's called the Seven Kingdoms."

Speaking of this, the vice principal's voice was extremely low.

Because from now on, he is not a mixed race, but a scholar, an alchemist, looking at the frightening truth in the pursuit of truth, unconsciously revealing a pilgrimage-like gesture.

Seven Kingdoms.

【Element Replacement】

【Spiritual recasting】

【Concept Armed】

【Time Reversal】

【Space development】

【Life Creation】

[cause and effect separation]

Every achievement is an existence beyond human imagination.

Every time the vice-principal carved a noun on the blackboard, people's gazes became dignified and astonished.

Even Fujimaru Tachika, when he saw those existences, couldn't help but think about them and look up.

Because that is likely to be the future that human technology cannot reach, and even the end that the magicians in my previous life cannot approach.
[Mysterious and miraculous behavior that cannot be reproduced by man-made]

That is—

【magic】

After roots comes magic.

After the truth comes the crown.

It was a dreamlike necessity.

The old man's narration continued, but the voice was so ethereal and far away.

"And on the throne above all dragons, there is only one king who holds this supreme power."

"his name is"

*
"Old Tang, wake up!"

Click.

In California, USA, Chu Tianjiao kicked open the door of his rental house.

Accompanied by the sound of the planks being separated and broken, two overlapping black shadows staggered into the door. The shadows landed in the corner of the living room, and a strong smell of alcohol spread.

"belch!"

Chu Tianjiao hiccupped, dragged his feet, and managed to send Old Tang onto the sofa, while he fell down on the carpet.

He raised his arms, as if he wanted to grab the blanket and cover it for Old Tang, but the snoring old Tang scratched the hair on his chest, turned around, rolled off the sofa, and landed on Chu Tianjiao , almost made the old man spit out the Margaret in his stomach.

Chu Tianjiao reluctantly pushed away Old Tang's stinky face, wiped his face, and lay down on the ground panting.

This stinky old man in his 40s obviously can't go back to his former glory. The stubble on his face has not been cleaned, and his hair is greasy, but the foundation of his face is still there, and his temperament is still there.

There were traces of raindrops on the white sports jacket, the messy dark red lip marks on his face were blurred and wet due to water stains, and dazzling strawberries were planted on his neck.

Obviously, this is the man who escaped from the rose forest.

On his back is a brother he knew from work, a man who was poured by a heavily made-up stripper in a bar.

Old Tang had a good capacity for alcohol, but he still couldn't hold on. He stopped eating halfway through his drink, and Chu Tianjiao also went to the bathroom at the critical moment to look through the Father's Day thank-you letter sent to him by his son to stabilize his mind. Chu Zihang's father became a feral man who sowed seeds with seven or eight old ladies in an unknown bar.

And to say why the two are so crazy today, we have to start with what happened recently.
As I said before, the two participated in a long-term search mission. The publisher of the mission is unknown. The name on the hunter website is "Boss", and the content is to ask the two to find supernatural events in a remote town in California.

This matter started from the protection of the marine ecological environment to the serial killers in the small town, and it also involved some evil things, bad feng shui, and Rakshasa ghosts.

The mission experience is enough for two people to star in an Indiana Jones story as the protagonists.

The two almost became the local magic stick combination, and went to a lot of so-called haunted house attractions. Not to mention, Chu Tianjiao actually found many traces of suspected dragon activities. It seems that the seaside is indeed a disaster area for dragons.

And Lao Tang's "luck" was not fake.

The two stayed in the village for a long time, but they didn't encounter the so-called dragons once. Chu Tianjiao was shocked, and then he probably came to a conclusion under his step-by-step deduction based on his rich experience in the executive bureau.

It should be a leak of an alchemy item with a strong negative effect, leading to a series of events.

So, with regard to this direction of investigation, Chu Tianjiao and Old Tang continued to explore, circled around the town again and again, and finally found a broken piece of rag.

The cloth itself is white, and the material does not feel like a modern material. We can only guess from the sewing method of the needle and thread. The cloth itself should be a piece of clothing, and the person wearing it should be quite tall.

Beyond that, the thread is broken.

This piece of cloth itself is obviously not a complete alchemy tool, but Chu Tianjiao did feel a strong sense of crisis on it, and he didn't even dare to touch it, because the village said that anyone who dared to touch this piece of cloth would have died. And the death was miserable.

Here, Chu Tianjiao was still thinking about how this fabric could match up with something in history or mythology, but his long-term case partner, Watson Old Tang, had a problem.

On the day he saw the cloth, Old Tang had to go to the hospital because of a headache.

The place is remote, and the two of them could barely find a local witch doctor, but the other party said they were descended from Indians, and they danced to the gods. Chu Tianjiao, who looked good, was dumbfounded, and almost threw the money in the other's face Tell him to go away.

Fortunately, Old Tang was fine in the end.

Not only was it all right, but it might be that Old Tang's lucky physique broke out again. After an illness and a change of European Emperor blood for a while, Old Tang went crazy for some reason. The luck was outrageous, and the progress of the two of them began to speed up.

It was finally confirmed that the alchemy tool had been hidden in the back mountain by an old Orion in Murakami, but the reason why it was not found was because the Orion had died of high blood sugar because of eating too many cheeseburgers and charcoal-grilled beef breasts. No family, which also led to the severance of clues.

If Old Tang hadn't had a stomachache and went to the back mountain to defecate that day, and found the Orion's hut in order to find a place to hide from the rain when it rained, maybe he could only do a blanket search.

And now, with the alchemy props in hand, the two finally ended this long-term mission.

[Boss] After the task was over, seeing the hard work of the two people, he also doubled his salary. This result made Lao Tang and Chu Tianjiao ecstatic. The two of them could not work for almost ten years, and they could live happily ever after if they rented a house. .

So I chose to go to the bar to celebrate.

Unexpectedly, this celebration made me drunk.

"Hey"

Chu Tianjiao looked at Old Tang who was putting his hands on his chest again, and slapped his lips in dissatisfaction.

One year, this is the time Chu Tianjiao and Old Tang spend together.

Just like Fujimaru Lixiang and Ange will let go of each other's defenses after a year of partner life, Chu Tianjiao and Lao Tang, two equally coquettish men, have become brothers who talk about everything .

Old Tang doesn't have social phobia, he can eat anywhere, but he said that he doesn't really have any close friends, one is Chu Tianjiao, and the other is a Chinese friend who has never met, a little brother from StarCraft.

When talking about these things in the bar, Chu Tianjiao could see the real loneliness in the eyes of the other party, his mouth moved, but he still didn't say any words of comfort in the end.

He can understand.

Chu Tianjiao is an S-class mixed race. He was lonely than anyone else when he was young. If he hadn't met Angers when he grew up, and met that school full of lunatics, he would have become a rascal. The boy who knows how to go to bars and nightclubs, Fuzhou Xiaobailong.

But now, he is married, has a son, and even understands the responsibilities of being a father.

So he patted Old Tang on the shoulder and said that everything would pass, he didn't need many friends, he only wanted to be good, and he was willing to be a brother with him for the rest of his life.

Old Tang happily raised his glass, and the two of them sipped their glasses of wine pretentiously, and got married in Taoyuan in a third-rate low-quality bar.

They are friends.

So Chu Tianjiao kicked Old Tang's ass, rolled him three times, while he quickly lay down and fell asleep in seconds.

Outside the window was a little bit of rain, knocking on the window, like a visitor. Old Tang scratched his buttocks and kept making awkward noises. After a while, he still arched his buttocks and got up from the stall.

The man opened his eyes in a daze, looked at Chu Tianjiao on the ground, scratched his head, and staggered towards the toilet.

bang
The rain fell in the darkness of the raging stream, and the thunderous daylight flickered outside the window. Old Tang lazily laid his hands on the sink.

The short black hair that was wet by the rain covered his forehead, his mouth was an unhealthy purple color, and there were some marks of red lips on his face.In the messy hair, the man's dark pupils looked down at the lipstick marks.

"vomit!!!--"

The voice came from the toilet, and Chu Tianjiao in the living room turned over, hugged the blanket tightly, covered his ears, and muttered, "I don't know how to drink, but I drink so much, I'm going to suffer."

And in the toilet.
dripping, crackling.

The lights flickered, and the cold wind outside the window brought the heavy rain into the room, which wet the edge of Old Tang's overalls, but the man ignored it and rubbed the marks on his face vigorously with the back of his hand.

hiss hiss
can't be wiped off.
clap clap
It's disgusting.
hiss hiss hiss—

clap clap
The faucet washed away the bright red, and when the man raised his head again, only his cheeks that had been rubbed red and his face with almost no expression remained.

The man looked at himself in the mirror and exhaled.

"It's disgusting enough."

Human beings.

Old Tang touched his face, his little finger touched the corner of his mouth, and his index finger touched the corner of his eyes, sliding down gently.

Yeah, it's disgusting.

nausea
"It's really tiring to pretend."

Boom! ! ! !
The white thunder day fell from the apex of the sky, shattering the night, and mercilessly hitting the crumbling earth, and the light shot into the sealed room from the blown curtain.

The man opened his eyes and looked into the mirror.

there.
The fiery gilt shreds the brilliance of thunder.

　ps: Let’s make a quick update and finish the setting directly.

　　Let me tell you first, the Seven Kingdoms and the like are all the original settings of the Dragon Clan!It's Xinlongsi's!This kind of setting that looks like "this is the setting of the second fan creation" is really not what I thought!It was written by Southern University!
　　How to put it, just press the circle!

　　This is my ideal, the composite world view of the Dragon Clan and Xingyue World!
　　Although, but basically use the concept of type month.
　　Now Norton's forced to go up!
　　ah?How to adjust it after pulling it so high?
　　Damn it, isn’t it Xingyue’s characteristic to set it up awesome and then get beaten up? (anger)
　　Just kidding, I tentatively thought of a rather emotional (I think) way to land on Norton.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)