Doomsday Code

Seeing Melinda so nervous, Isabel frowned and said:

"Melinda, don't forget that he is a wild man who has not yet been naturalized. And I'm sure you've also noticed that the magic fluctuation just now was caused by this guy. You are so protective of him. Could it be that you really have some improper thoughts about this little guy?"

"And do you think I'm the same as those corrupt nobles? If we don't disguise him now, and this matter gets out after we go back, do you think he, a slave under a small baron, will have a chance to survive?"

Isabelle also let out a long sigh as she spoke.

Melinda now knew that she was caring too much. Apart from the fatherly care given to her by her mentor Adolf over the years, she had only felt a different kind of care from Chen Cheng.

She still remembered what it looked like when she put on her glasses and saw the world clearly. The first face that appeared in front of her was Chen Cheng’s face, which looked a little nervous and excited at the same time.

"I'm sorry Isabelle, I just didn't want him to be killed by us instead of by the monster."

Isabel patted her best friend's shoulder. She knew very well what her best friend had been through, and she also knew how dark the so-called aristocratic glory was.

She knew that Melinda was exerting some inexplicable rebellious emotion on the little slave in front of her.

When she first saw Chen Cheng and saw him asking her questions fearlessly in class, she was also surprised that there was such a person like him in the world.

She came up to Chen Cheng and stripped off all the burnt clothes on his body.

Looking at Chen Cheng's charred and shriveled body, she frowned slightly, and then began to use the military's unique detection methods to examine Chen Cheng.

When her consciousness invaded Chen Cheng's sea of consciousness, she was also shocked when she saw the broken magic pattern corridor.

What surprised her was not the extent of the magic patterns being broken, but the number of magic patterns engraved in Chen Cheng's body.

These broken magic patterns may be of low quality, but their quantity far exceeds that of an average bronze entry-level magician, and has reached the quantity of a silver-level magician.

However, she ignored some of the scattered corridors that were preserved in the broken magic patterns.

Because those magic patterns are too disorganized.

Moreover, she really couldn't imagine how Chen Cheng could engrave this gold-level magic without immediately exploding due to magic overload.

However, the destruction of the magic pattern this time almost cut off his future path of magic. It would be a very difficult task to clear the broken magic pattern corridor in his body.

Unless there is a golden magician who is willing to use his powerful mental power and spend a huge amount of time to clean up these broken magic patterns bit by bit.

But while Isabel was thinking, Melinda also put her thoughts deep into Chen Cheng's body, and then she also saw the dilapidated magic pattern corridor.

"There are too many broken lines in his body, and some of the lines and corridors are unheard of. His magical journey will end here."

Isabelle sighed.

At this moment, she didn't know whether she should be happy or not. After all, she also felt that since the glasses Chen Cheng gave to Melinda improved her eyesight, Melinda had less alienation towards Chen Cheng.

Perhaps Chen Cheng, who has become an ordinary person again, will dispel Melinda's unrealistic ideas.

After all, she really didn't want her best friend to fall out with those people because of him one day.

Melinda was also very clear that what Isabel said was right. Chen Cheng was just an apprentice magician, and his mental power was not enough to erase these magic patterns.

Even if Melinda and the others could help, they didn't know the engraving routes of those unknown patterns. If they erased them at will, it was very likely to activate a certain magic pattern and then cause magic overload and explosion, resulting in death.

Therefore, magic is a powerful yet dangerous existence, and those who truly learn magic and become magicians are all upper-class people in society.

When they are injured due to incorrect magical practice, they can rely on their family's power and money to obtain help from powerful magicians.

Moreover, their trial and error costs are dozens of times higher than those of ordinary people. When they are young, they can try magic of different attributes as much as possible to find the magic of the attribute that best suits them.

The two men took off their outer clothes and wrapped up Chen Cheng, whose body had just grown new skin. They then prepared to take him back to the camp and ask the military doctor to give him more detailed treatment.

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Inside the cage made by the forest vine dragon Dead Wood, Achilles, who had already sacrificed all his blood and energy, also received the strongest blow he had accumulated over the years.

"God of Fire, grant me the power to burn the world - Flowing Flames."

As Achilles finished his spell, his powerful energy and blood power directly combined into a magic pattern in mid-air, and then a powerful fire element rose up.

Feeling the powerful force of the fire, Torre quickly evacuated with one hand holding Huidun, who was already in tears and biting his lips.

Now, the only people left alive are Huidun and the other two. Achilles was already dead when the magic was activated, and those knights who survived before were also killed by the vines of the vine dragon Deadwood during the distraction time.

When the vine dragon tree saw the surging power of fire, it retracted the vines that had just stretched out to kill the remaining two people of Huidun, and at the same time let out an unwilling roar.

Then he gathered the vines that formed a cage in front of him to form a barrier to resist the attack.

When Torre saw that the cage had been broken, he immediately ran away with the Wisdom Shield.

Huidun, who had been looking backwards, saw the flaming light hit the vine barrier. Immediately, a loud bang echoed throughout the forest. In the flames after the explosion, Huidun could see the dead tree of the vine dragon still waving its vines and looking alive.

At this time, Huidun was filled with deep regret, with resentment and hatred in his eyes. Eventually, the magic power in his body was exhausted, causing him to fall into a coma.

While Torre was running away quickly with the Wisdom Shield, the vine dragon Kurumu, who was seriously injured by Achilles's flaming attack, continued to attack the two of them with his vines.

Just as Torre was about to put down the Wisdom Shield and turn around to make a fatal blow, a wave of fire magic suddenly came from the outskirts of the forest.

Although this wave of magic energy was not strong enough for Torre and Vine Dragon Deadwood, Vine Dragon Deadwood, who had just been hit by Achilles' fire magic, also had a stress response.

The waving vines quickly retracted, forming a defensive barrier in front of his main vines.

Seeing this, Torre quickly seized the opportunity to escape. He held the unconscious Huidun tightly with one hand and ran towards the outskirts of the forest with all his strength.

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"Xiao Chen, come and have a look at it for me. I think I calculated the parameters correctly."

A little old man with a Mediterranean look, holding up his glasses, handed over a page of A4 paper filled with scribbled formulas.

"Hey, Corvo, I remember you seem to be a major in aerospace, right? Why don't you study aircraft engines and spacecraft? Why are you studying medicine now?"

"Hey, young man, haven't you heard that all research in any field will eventually be brought together? For example, your controlled nuclear fusion can be used as a power source for space travel in the future.

The biomedical repair chamber I am researching is also for future space travel. Look at how big the universe is. Even if we travel at the speed of light, we will reach..."

In a daze, Chen Cheng returned to the time when he was in the research institute. When he was discussing the development of the universe with Lao Ke, a loud noise shattered his beautiful dream. Then Chen Cheng realized that he had already died in that time and space.

A sharp pain in his brain reminded Chen Cheng of what happened before he fell into a coma.

Thinking of the mad earth bear, Chen Cheng woke up instantly. Then, thinking of the killer move he used at the end, he immediately sank his mind into his body to check.

When Chen Cheng saw the broken magic pattern corridor, he sighed inwardly. It was just as he had guessed. The magic power and precision required for his trump card were simply beyond the control of the variable magic pattern he had created.

Fortunately, Chen Cheng had the foresight to transport the magic pattern that was responsible for the transformation, which was still intact. This way, he still had some room to make amends.

He could still rely on the changeable magic pattern, using it as a porter to clean up the broken lines and corridors in his body.

But after Chen Cheng used it, he realized that he had fallen into self-cognition again.

As an apprentice magician, I possessed limited telekinesis. I only considered the convenience of transformation magic and forgot about the existence of telekinesis.

Moreover, these magic patterns are now broken, and my variable magic patterns have to be transformed if I want to capture them.

This is like the robotic arms on spacecraft, which are all equipped with corresponding functions for grabbing objects. Now that the original object is broken, the jaws of the original robotic arm must naturally be changed to be able to grab the broken objects.

And even if all these conditions are met, it will take at least half a year to really clear out so many magic pattern corridors.

At the same time, Chen Cheng also realized his previous shortcomings. When designing, he did not consider how to deal with the magic pattern after it was broken.

However, this cannot be entirely blamed on him. After all, the magic knowledge he had previously come into contact with did not mention anything about the breaking of magic patterns, because on the mainland, the breaking of magic patterns meant the end of the road ahead.

Thinking of this, Chen Cheng secretly warned himself not to lose his enterprising spirit and not to blindly listen to others. The magical knowledge of this world also has its own mistakes and omissions.

As for actually asking Chen Cheng to seek help from Melinda and others, he has no intention of doing so yet.

It's not just that Chen Cheng wants to keep his invention secret, but also because he knows very well that he is different from them.

The difference is not in race or identity, but in ideas and concepts.

The core idea of his variable magic pattern is very different from the theocratic idea in their current magic world.

Having read some miscellaneous books in his previous life, he knew deeply how bloody the collision between ideas was. This kind of collision would only end in bloodshed.

In his heart, Melinda and the others are always people of this era. It has nothing to do with trust or not, but that they are destined to be restricted by this era.

For example, he was a barbarian slave, but the transformation magic in his body was an extremely important invention. If the nobles here knew about it, he would not be praised by the whole nation but would die.