Ming Dynasty and New Rome and Infinite Magic Machine

Chapter 1728 Experiment
Perfection, that's it.

"Huh?" Shangluo was taken aback. "Is there a difference? I can't see any difference between these two times."

[Actually, I can't quite put my finger on it, but I feel that even though her tone of voice was exactly the same, she just felt incredibly genuine.]

"Tsk tsk tsk." Yanqiu shook her finger. "You missed one crucial point."

"Where?"

"Don't look at the camera! You were looking at the camera just now."

"Is there a camera here???" Shang Luo was even more confused. "Our panoramic photography studio doesn't even have cameras, does it?"

This panoramic studio doesn't use fixed camera positions to shoot images. Instead, it records all activities within a space completely, and then selects a specific perspective for recording and processing during post-production. Logically, there shouldn't be any shots on set.

“This is the key,” Yanqiu explained. “Let’s assume we’re filming a movie—this scene is the king asking the oracle of Delphi a question. Think about what kind of shot you should use to depict this scene.”

How would I know?

“Let me tell you, it starts with a long shot zooming in, then a close-up of the Oracle, then a medium shot including both of you—and then comes the crucial part, when you ask your question, there should be an over-the-shoulder shot. You are looking up at the Oracle, and the Oracle is looking down at you.”

"Then what's wrong with my eyesight?"

"Don't look around! Look into her eyes and make eye contact with her. What are you doing looking around? There are virtual cameras everywhere here. If you keep looking around, you'll just see the cameras."

"Yes, that's it. There was no eye contact just now, something just felt off. Thanks, director."

"Do you understand?" Yanqiu asked.

"Ah, I think I understand."

"You absolutely must understand," Apollonia emphasized. "You need to be very, very immersed in it so that our simulation here will be more effective. After all, we're conducting this experiment before going to the Oracle, right?"

"Okay, fine." Shangluo nodded. "I'll do it this way."

"Then I'll go back." Yanqiu patted Shangluo on the shoulder and returned to the main control room upstairs.

The room's lights flickered slightly twice, a sign that Yanqiu was in position.

"Ah! O revered Apollonia, how can the Spear of Dionysus be forged!"

【Hmm】Apollonia took a deep breath, inhaled the incense offerings before her, and uttered a divine oracle:
[The Demon Orb! The Demon Orb! Your Demon Orb!]

"You," Shangluo covered his forehead, because Apollonia was talking nonsense, and the lines were not what he was supposed to hear at all.

【Demon Ball~~ Quickly present your Demon Ball~~】

This is the command of the oracle, and also the command of God. This place imitates the true oracle, the place where the sun god issues commands. Therefore, the prophecies of the sun god will also come true here.

Unable to retaliate, Shang Luo had no choice but to take out the pill and throw it into the crack in the earth's veins in front of the triangular stool.

The ball fell along the fissure, descending all the way down, into the depths of the volcano, into the earth's veins—

Suddenly, the earth shook violently. The fissure widened abruptly, and Apollonia dodged backward to make way, her triangular stool falling into the crater and bursting into flames and black fire. From the smoke and fire, three tentacles emerged—the assistants of the god of fire, his messengers. The messengers sent a golden spear out of the fissure, then returned to the volcano.

The golden spear stood there, its light dazzling and radiating the power of lightning.

"Okay, done." Apollonia stood up and clapped her hands. Yanqiu then pressed the pause button, freezing everything in the scene in place.

The spear remained standing still.

"Hmm," several people stood around the spear. The three-legged machine that had been in the pit—the chef's stand-in—also came to the side.

"So, this is the Spear of Dionysus?" Shang Luo asked.

[At least that's the result of the experiment. We've simulated all the elements of a real oracle here—the most crucial element being myself.]

Oracles exist because of oracles. Apollonia sits in this position; she is the deity whose words become law. Therefore, when Shangluo asked how to forge the Spear of Dionysus, Apollonia's solution came true.

Afterwards, the materials were thrown into the crater, and then the messenger of the god of fire completed the forging. This is the real Dionysian Spear—if the scenario is real, then it should be successful.

"But this one, it's still fake, isn't it?" Shangluo asked.

"It depends on where you're taking it," Apollonia replied. "If we take it out of this environment, it will definitely fail, because we're conducting a simulation experiment. This is a prop for the performance—a prop only works on stage; it stops working offstage. But, at least on stage, it's the real Dionysian Spear."

“I’ll give it a try.” Shang Luo reached out and pulled out the Dionysian Spear, which had been suspended there.

It's impossible to budge it with an outstretched hand. Yet, it does seem possible to move it.

He looked around: this was a panoramic studio that had been put into a standstill. This meant that time had stopped on set. But the spear, unlike the mundane objects around it, was not anchored in time; rather, it, like the "actors," transcended time and seemed capable of movement.

This is a divine artifact, possessing divine power, and once divine power is generated, it can transcend the limitations of time and space. This prop artifact in the film studio also possesses this power. Even if time stops, as long as the curtain doesn't fall when the performance ends, its divine authority remains.

In other words, it truly ascended to godhood.

The chef explained, "I really did cast it like this. I think it would be possible to do it this way in a real setting."

"I'd like to ask you something. That ball was clearly indestructible, so why could you forge it into a spear just by throwing it in?"

"Because once the elements of a drama are put together, the divine fire used for props is also divine fire. It makes sense for me to use divine fire to forge a divine weapon—so, Your Majesty, why don't you give it a try first?"

"Hmm." Shang Luo, holding the spear, first looked at Faetong. "Shall we spar a bit first?"

“Yes.” Phaethon clashed the spears of Apollo and Dionysus—the two spears collided without making a sound, as if they were colliding in a vacuum. Because neither spear deformed, neither vibrated the air to produce a sound.

“It’s the real thing,” Phaethon nodded. “Although it’s a prop, it really does look like the Spear of Dionysus.”

"Oh, right," Shang Luo pondered, "If it really is the Spear of Dionysus, then it will remain effective as long as the curtain doesn't fall, right?"

"I see. What do you need to do?"

"Then why don't we put on another show before the scenery is taken down—invite the God of Black and White to come here. Let's get everything done on stage in one go."

(End of this chapter)