"We conceive a technique where the alchemist manipulates the construct in his own way, but if part of the calculation is encapsulated into the machine in advance, can it achieve a way of action similar to the Nightmare Furnace?"

"We've tested this way, and the answer is feasible."

"But if that happens, we have to face another problem, how much computing power do we need?"

Geldum turned around and looked at him and asked:

"So, have you heard the problem?"

Fang Yu spoke and gave the answer to the question: "Level skills." He asked, "Does the leftover skills come from this place, who are these people?"

Gerdham nodded, "What's different from the shadow man is that they use starlight to shape the soul of the construct, and that road will lead to the end of the endless flames burning everything, and in the end there is only the silent starlight and a world of death."

"And everything we work hard to avoid that ending. In fact, craftsmen can also achieve the purpose of manipulating the construct through their own calculations. If we further extract these calculations and preset them in advance, this is actually the leftover technique."

"You should have seen my star device. What do you think is what trapped us here?"

He pointed to the hall.

Fang Ling was silent when he heard this. He had seen many different star devices, from the mechanism underground in Nordspits to the semi-finished products left to him by Sir Lynn, the most mature ones were undoubtedly obtained from the Dragon Hunter.

He had no time to examine how these star devices were different from those in the Nightmare Crest creatures, but when he heard this, he suddenly understood what the path of this genius was.

Gerdham's light blue eyes remained motionless and said again: "So, my question is. What is the key issue that lacks in the margin technique?"

That answer is actually self-evident.

He has already concluded from countless practices that whether it is the bulky closed-circuit machine he designed or the exquisite star-like device, as long as the margin technique is involved, it involves infinite demands for a type of attribute.

He replied: "Calculation."

These genius alchemists invented the star device belonging to mortals, but they restricted their pace for that crucial link, just like the failed sixth technical route, stopped here.

Hearing this, Gerdham was first hit with silence, and then a look of loneliness appeared in his eyes, but immediately he cheered up again and looked at Fang Zhu, "Herinwell always said that I can't see potential connections between things, but I saw them today."

He smiled faintly, "Hellinwell is right. Our envoy, since you have arrived here, you should know the answer to that question, right?"

Fang Zhu nodded slightly.

So Gerdham smiled again and reached out to him, "Then please continue to move forward. Go to the end. There are more difficulties waiting for you, but let me believe that once, someone can reach the end this time."

Following his gesture, the round table ahead of the two disappeared, and the disputed alchemists also disappeared, and their voices became silent.

Only an open door is left.

However, between questions and answers, the test of Hongmen is over.

Fang Yu didn't say much, so he naturally knew why the question ended, because the answer to that question was as clear as his coming here, and there was a technical route that had linked all the questions together.

The road it leads to is also called the second technical route.

Fairy Dragon Knight.

But the moment when the attributeless Holy Crystal argument exists, the computing power no longer becomes an obstacle, and the door to the future is opened.

And outside the field—

People were whispering, "How many people have arrived at the second red door?"

“Fifteen, the number is still increasing.”

"Strange, why did you pass the second red gate so slowly this year? It shouldn't be. Logically speaking, the performance of this year is much better than the previous one. Now the first person to enter the red gate has been in half an hour, and the time outside is half an hour, and it is probably a week inside."

“Will this year be particularly difficult?”

"This possibility is not ruled out," the man replied, "but the level of each tower is similar. This year is a question set by President Friston, and the difficulty has been evaluated by major craftsmen associations, not to mention that the alchemists of the Empire should be very familiar with those questions."

"Look, someone is out!"

"They are people with the Blade of the Rhizome, with one hundred and seventy-three sects. This score is quite good in previous years. Their strength level is expected, and they are even much better than the one who left the tower first in the previous year."

"This also proves from the indirect evidence of the strength of this session."

"Now, let's see if anyone in the second red gate will pass. When they come out, we will understand the situation inside. You might as well guess which delegation the first contestant who left the second red gate will come from?"

"The first one to retreat from the Red Gate in the last session was usually the second-tier team. I guess they were Guta people. Their strength is much stronger than the teams outside the sea, but they should not be as close to the front-tier teams."

"I think so too," the staff nodded, "Look, you guessed it, they came out."

The girl who walked out of the tower was from the ancient tower.

Vikki still looked indignant. She looked at the crowd around and drove away the reporters who were surrounding him in a bit bored.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In previous high tower trials, contestants have the power to not disclose their experiences in the tower. In fact, this is also the tacit understanding of most first-line players.

Therefore, those people didn't care if they didn't get useful information from her, but they just surrounded the players of the Golden Blade. Unlike those players with serious clubs, the free callers of the offshore sea can often reveal more.

The only shame is that they don't go too far.

Vikki kicked the stone beside the tower in a suffocation. She never thought that the level would be so complicated. How many people could do the remaining skills? In addition to the imperial people, can anyone else make those things move?

She looked around and found that the young man named Zheng Yongzai was not found in the crowd. She then breathed a sigh of relief, at least there were people in the ancient tower.

But at this moment, Vikki is actually far more troubled by the challenge.

Cui Xisi was looking at the topic with confusion, the dark structure in front of her, "How could it be, how could it be..." She murmured to herself with disbelief. Every level she had passed by proved the correctness of their technology.

From the tower magic furnace, but the remaining skills to the star device, every step was obviously right. Why did she hit a wall head-on when she got here? At first she thought it was just a small difficulty.

But then I found that the high walls were as cold as iron and indestructible.

She reached out to the structure, as if she was fumbled over the high wall. The cold shell responded to the cold rejection. The imperial star device could not make the structure move.

All inputs are correct, but it just doesn't move coldly.

Cui Xisi has even found out the crux of the problem.

It's just that there is insufficient computing power.

But how is it possible? They have clearly calculated it once in the tree sea space, and there is no problem in manipulating the most basic night furnace creatures. If the calculation power needs to be further improved, it is impossible to do it.

unless……

In the hall, a voice echoed: "This is a necessary sacrifice."

"No," Juno shook his head, looking up at the dark component.

His eyes were filled with an undisguised disgust and replied word by word, "Mr. President, I never agree with the Soul School. That is my pride as an alchemist. If this is the only way now, then my choice is to rely on my own strength to find another one."

"Maybe you will succeed, but before that, you have to leave. You are the most outstanding genius in the empire. Are you really not going to move forward?"

"I will only move forward in the direction I chose." Juno shook his head without any regrets.

"pity."

Juno took a last look at the constructor and turned around without any nostalgia to walk back.

...

At the same moment, Georgifen shook his head, "I can't accept it."

"Then can you give other answers?"

"It's not possible for the time being," the former spread his hands, "that's not one or two, but it challenges my perception. I can't make this machine move for the time being, but we can always find a way."

"Then wait until you find it, and come back here to answer this question."

Georgifen was stunned for a moment and shrugged to agree.

He turned around and walked out of the door in a very casual manner.

The moment he opened the door, the bright sunlight outside the tower shone in, making him squint his eyes slightly.

He then found that there was another person beside him, and he was stunned, "Juno?" He looked at the other Gemini, the man who was vaguely better than him, "Why are you coming out too?"

Juno glanced at him, "Don't you do the same?"

"I'm different, you know, alchemy isn't the most important thing to me. I care more about other... empires," he shook his head, "I've always been a free and casual person."

"And I am the opposite of you," Juno replied, "Alchemy is too important to me."

There was a scream outside the tower, but the two seemed to have not heard of it.

They all understood that the Empire's Gemini left the tower from the second red gate, and he would definitely make a shocking wave outside. He had already thought about the front page headline tomorrow.

If more than thirty people pass the second red gate, they might be the first contestant in history to reach the top ten in the first round of the spire trial but cannot go to the Hall of the Holy Kings.

However, Geojiffen has calculated that this possibility is not very high.

They had seen reporters - from Xingmen Port and from the empire - flocking to each other, but both of them chose to keep silent, and their reasons for rejection were very simple.

Clubs do not allow it.

"Have Rofen not come out yet?" Juno suddenly asked in the crowd.

Georgifen shook his head.

"He went too far," replied the former, "Where is the Dragon Alchemist?".

"The same is true for him." Georgifen remembered the conversation he had with the other party before entering the tower, and did not know if the other party understood his meaning.

He sighed and teased, "He may not be there yet."

But Juno thought this joke was not funny at all.
Chapter completed!