Wizard: Become stronger by drawing cards from the potions variety show

Chapter 806

After hearing Noah's explanation, Yuri turned his gaze back to the pages of the book with a skeptical look.

He squinted, deliberately ignoring the meaning of the characters themselves, and focused on observing the ink lines that formed the characters.

Upon closer inspection, he immediately discovered the secret.

Those lines were actually wriggling and rearranging themselves! Every stroke and line was connected with the other lines, and the information they conveyed kept evolving as he gazed at them.

"There's a variable that unifies all the information..." Yuri muttered to himself, then suddenly a flash of inspiration struck him, "It's time!"

He suddenly looked up at Noah: "Everyone's comprehension ability is different. The stronger the comprehension, the faster the flow of text changes per unit of time. This method compresses a massive amount of information into a short reading time, subtly guiding the brain to participate in thinking and understanding."

"Let knowledge flow into your brain on its own without increasing the difficulty of understanding."

"This doesn't feel like a normal reading process at all; it's more like..."

Noah snapped his fingers approvingly: "Absolutely right."

"This technique borrows from the method of 'knowledge transmission,' and is inspired by the Chaos Enlightenment. The arrangement of these lines is derived from Chaos Techniques, but it is different."

"Fortunately, someone has been helping us research this field, which is why we were able to make this discovery."

Yuri immediately realized that Noah referred to Miró. Miró had used similar techniques in his paintings, and the various media outlets within the library had written extensively about it. He never imagined that this technique would be reproduced here in such an exquisite form.

It seems that the appearance of this extraordinary skill was not a spur-of-the-moment decision, but rather a premeditated plan.

But thinking about it carefully, it makes sense. Given Noah's personality, it would be strange if he didn't delve into something so interesting.

Yuri handed the book back to Noah: "I see no problems with it; it's an outstanding work. With my current level and knowledge, I could never create something like this. It's truly impressive; it seems you're far ahead in this training."

Noah smiled and took the book: "Your praise sounds a bit insincere, but I appreciate it."

"But from your perspective, is there anything that can be improved?"

Yuri shook his head. Faced with this extraordinary book, he couldn't offer any suggestions: "I can't think of a better way to improve it. If I had to say, I think this book is very difficult to replicate. To completely imitate its essence would probably require someone who has already mastered the techniques. But even then, the author might not have mastered the skills."

Noah sighed, took the book from Yuri, and said softly, "As expected of you, your intuition is very sharp. This is indeed the only drawback at the moment—even for me, writing this book would take a lot of time. I have other things to do, and I can't spend all day copying books; the output is limited by one person alone."

Yuri was completely confused. Noah was stating obvious facts, and he couldn't help but ask, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

Noah glanced at the time displayed on the terminal: "I've spent a lot of effort coming up with a solution, and I need your cooperation to complete the experiment."

Upon hearing the word "experiment," Yuri felt a sense of foreboding. He instinctively took a step back and swallowed hard. "Hey, you're not up to something weird again, are you?"

"Is it strange?" Noah asked thoughtfully. "Then let's just say it is strange."

Just then, Yuri suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. All the strength in his body seemed to be instantly drained away and gathered in his abdomen.

His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground, barely managing to keep from falling completely by supporting himself with his hands. The sudden loss of strength made his voice weak: "Noah, what did you do?"

Noah crouched down and came to Yuri's side.

Just when Yuri thought Noah was about to use some trick to harm him, Noah gently patted his back: "Don't worry, you're going to be a father."

"?!" Yuri couldn't help but raise his voice, "What nonsense are you spouting?!"

Despite his physical weakness, the intense mental shock still made him roar. This roar exhausted his last bit of strength, and his arms went limp as he was about to collapse.

Noah caught him in time, preventing him from collapsing flat on his back.

Yuri then began to gag violently, feeling his stomach churning as if something was stirring inside him.

He took a deep breath, a flicker of fear in his eyes: "Could what you're saying be true...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a strong urge to vomit hit him. To his surprise, he actually vomited up a book! The cover was crumpled, but the words "The Immortal Cicada" were still faintly visible.

After spitting out the book, Yuri felt much better. But looking at the wet book on the ground, his temples throbbed: "Merlin! Noah, look what you've done!"

Noah calmly took a spray bottle out of his pocket and sprayed the book cover a few times.

Surprisingly, the wrinkles in the cover quickly smoothed out, the sticky residue on the surface evaporated rapidly, and the whole book became as good as new.

He picked up the book and flipped through it, finding that the content was almost identical to the one he had written, or even more comprehensive, because it incorporated Yuri's understanding.

"Very good." Noah collected the data with satisfaction, then looked at Yuri, who was glaring at him with accusations. "How does it feel to be a father? Some people say that having a child brings a sense of responsibility."

"However, some people say that adults are just children of children, and the existence of children doesn't change anything."

"Shut up, I didn't think that far ahead," Yuri couldn't help but retort. "I meant... Noah! We're still children! According to the rules of the wizarding world, we're not adults yet!"

"Yes, yes, I know we're not adults," Noah replied casually. "But that's by the standards of the wizarding world. In this world, we'd be adults long ago. By the way, it's a good thing you said that through the Thinking Unit, otherwise I'd have to find a way to block out this information. You can't let these rules bind you. You're majoring in Chaos Enlightenment, and I thought you'd be more open-minded."

Yuri: Stare.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You don't actually think the book I wrote will affect me, do you?"

Noah chuckled and tapped his head.

"Come on, just think about it for a second. Which developer would be hurt by their own weapon? Hmm... well, that's not entirely true. But don't even think about me."

As he spoke, Noah pulled out several colorful vials of medicine from his pocket and stuffed them into Yuri's mouth. Then he took out several syringes and injected them into Yuri's body.

"Okay, actually I was just kidding. This isn't your 'baby,' it's just a copy that I created simultaneously in your mind when you formed the corresponding cognition using a special knowledge compilation method. You can also simply understand it as: the divine molting you produced by cultivating the Undying Cicada was cleverly peeled away with a thin layer, forming this new 'Undying Cicada' cultivation technique."

"See, doesn't this solve the problem of transmission?"

"Once someone learns the Undying Cicada technique, one book can become two. Even if some manuals are damaged for some reason, it doesn't matter, because the Undying Cicada's molts have an automatic regeneration function, making them difficult to damage. To be honest, using the divine molts of cultivators as the medium for books is a good idea, but currently the materials are limited, so we'll have to wait until later."

Yuri looked at Noah with surprise and a fear that he himself was unaware of.

He felt that Noah was somewhat unfamiliar to him and couldn't help but say, "Honestly, Noah, I think you've changed. More bizarre, more indescribable... I mean, no normal person would ever come up with a method like yours."

Noah didn't care at all: "I know, I know. People change as they grow up."

"Any method that solves the problem is a good method. Of course, I admit that this idea has a touch of wicked humor. But I think you should understand that every gift comes at a price. While you were reading this book, your divine transformation grew, so it's a fair trade to expend some physical and mental energy to generate new books. Especially since you paid almost no price."

Yuri jumped up from the ground and shouted at Noah, "I didn't pay the price? I gave my feelings, but you shouldn't have lied to me and said it was my 'baby'! I was just sad because 'it' was taken away!"

Only after he finished speaking did he belatedly realize that he could actually get up, and the weakness in his body had subsided. So he checked his body and said, "Huh? I think I'm all better now."

Noah probed Yuri's forehead, then used a syringe to extract some of his body tissue, muttering, "It seems the book replication technique has a minor flaw, potentially causing slight confusion and cognitive impairment. However, using a thinking unit should help avoid this problem."

He packed the collected tissues and data into his backpack and continued, "Of course, my friend, since you've helped me with this, I won't be stingy. These potions will help you recover quickly, making you feel like nothing happened, and your divine transformation state will even improve. If there's an opportunity, I'll give you some new miraculous techniques to experiment with. I'll send you a list; just check off the ones you want and send them to me. You have my contact information."

"By the way, you can also ask Lina for me if she's interested in your 'Baby' book."

Having achieved his goal, Noah didn't intend to linger, giving instructions as he walked out.

Yuri watched Noah's retreating figure as he boarded the manned robot, waving his fist and shouting, "I will absolutely never participate in any more of your miracle tests! Absolutely!"

Noah waved his hand with his back to him, and it was unclear whether he heard it. The android's cockpit closed and it took off into the distance.

Back in his room, Yuri saw the list of extraordinary skills he had received on his terminal. He glanced at it and was about to close it: "I've said it before, I will absolutely not practice any extraordinary skills provided by Noah..."

Before he could finish speaking, he reopened the list.

After repeatedly checking, he was shocked to find that the list contained eleven extraordinary skills. It was already astonishing that one person could research and master eleven extraordinary skills, but what shocked Yuri was not that—at the very top of the list was a skill he had never seen before:

The Supreme Treatise on Forgetting Emotions

Compared to other extraordinary techniques, this name seems rather ordinary, far less imposing than something like "The Undying Cicada." But what's remarkable is that the author of this technique is none other than Noah!

"In such a short time, he not only developed eleven extraordinary skills, but also created one himself?"

"We're both contestants using potion-assisted systems, so if he can do it, why can't I?"

"Putting everything else aside for now, I must take a look at this 'Supreme Forgetfulness Chapter.' Whether I practice it or not is another matter."

With that in mind, Yuri checked the first line of the list and also checked the "Ode to the Harmony of Yin and Yang" in the third line.

He noted at the end of the list: "It's not that I wanted it myself, but a friend of mine wanted to see if these feats were just bluff or if they actually happened."

After sending the list, Yuri blushed slightly—he should have read the contents before making a statement.

Noah's reply came quickly: "Look back at your table."

Yuri turned his head as instructed and found two books neatly stacked on the reception table. Judging from their size and paper quality, they were clearly the same type as the one he had "spit out" earlier.

He walked to the table and picked up two books, the very two he had chosen.

Yuri stared blankly at the book in his hands, speechless for a long time, with only one thought in his mind:

"When did Noah put it down? He knows exactly what I want... Just how many of my secrets does he know? How did he find out? Through the thinking unit?"

He shook his head, opened the first book, Noah's own creation, "The Supreme Treatise on Forgetfulness." He wanted to see what Noah could come up with.

But after just one glance, he couldn't take his eyes off it.

"The first chapter: Deeply in Love".

"Observe the Way of Heaven, and act in accordance with Heaven. All living beings have feelings, but the Way is without feelings. To use feelings to prove the absence of feelings is like carrying firewood to a fire; when the firewood is exhausted, the fire is passed on."

The first piece, 1200 words long, left me feeling refreshed, my senses clear, and my emotions exceptionally sharp. Every sight, sound, and smell was incredibly vivid, stirring up ripples in my heart.

The second chapter follows: The Seven Emotions Refine the Heart.

Joy is like a spring stream overflowing, anger is like thunder splitting the sky, sorrow is like autumn mist locking the river, and thoughts are like a spider web tangling together.

As emotions shift, inspiration flows endlessly.

As long as you can maintain emotional stability, you can gain a clearer understanding of yourself amidst the emotional turmoil.

It can be said that as long as one does not lose sight of one's true self, and cultivates the "Supreme Forgetfulness Chapter" to the second chapter, one can easily create one's own artistic conception.

The final chapter, Supreme Forgetfulness.

"When love reaches its peak, it begins to fade; when wisdom reaches its extreme, it inevitably leads to harm, only then can one achieve enlightenment..."

After reading the last word, Yuri was deeply moved and could not calm down for a long time.

He had already realized that this cultivation technique was not intended for humans at all. Its artistic conception, emotions, and even the ultimate transcendence all pointed to one target: AI.

"What exactly is Noah planning?" Yuri muttered to himself, sensing that something terrible was brewing.