Sure enough, it was the problem with Euclid's space itself.
Tang mused to himself.
'Host?'
"System, what would happen if the Yesterday Once More charm could borrow the power of the future?"
'?'
The War Bishop looked at Tang, who seemed to be thinking about something, motionless or pretending to be dead, secretly chatting with another unknown entity. His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing.
The System could communicate with Tang internally, but it couldn't communicate with him!
Saying half a sentence and then stopping was really annoying, making him want to hang Tang up as dried meat to expand his manpower.
Where was the promised miracle? Where was the miracle?
The System, however, completely ignored the theater core's 'poke' and continued to happily chat, no, conduct academic discussions with its host.
'The core abilities of an Ancient Scholar are historical mist and historical gaps. Only things that have already happened can be considered history. The unhappened future can only be seen as a part of the revelations in divination and prophecy.'
Although in occultism, the past, present, and future were intertwined in the spirit world, information about the future was 'revelation.' The future could be changed, while history was something that had truly happened and couldn't be changed.
The two couldn't be equated. The Yesterday Once More charm simply couldn't borrow the power of the future.
The future was uncertain. Even the most powerful gods couldn't fully predict everything in the future.
Using the Yesterday Once More charm to borrow spirituality from one's future self was already beyond the scope of what an Ancient Scholar could borrow.
Tang had just used that charm to borrow some spirituality from his past self. The things that could be seen through the historical gap when using the charm for the first time and the second time were clearly different.
"The spacetime in Euclid's space is different from the spacetime we currently inhabit. Time in that world should be regular and controllable."
Euclid's four-dimensional space added a fourth variable, "depth," which was time, in addition to length, width, and height.
The timeline in four-dimensional space was like a draggable progress bar. The past, present, and future could all be observed and manipulated.
Tang suddenly took out paper and charcoal from a drawer and wrote down everything he had summarized so far in Chinese.
The War Bishop marionette glanced at the table, unable to understand the words on it.
Theater core: ...
Although both the Yesterday Once More charm and the Never-Ending Theater were very useful, Tang didn't intend to let this Sealed Artifact know too much about such core secrets for the time being. After all, they were enemies, and knowing too much meant either being one of his own or being silenced.
However, for Tang, if the theater could truly become one of his own, then it would naturally have to lie well in his stomach as a potion.
"First, Euclid's space is not only accessible to spirit bodies. If certain conditions are met and I possess strong spirituality and divinity, I can enter it."
"Of course, this requires an essential difference in level. Ordinary demigods, or even gods, might not even be aware of the existence of that space."
Completely overlapping with the spirit world and the real world, yet far above them, the Sequence One Time Worm clearly hadn't noticed his observation. This meant that even facing a Sequence One, as long as he hid in that space, he should be able to evade them.
"Second, regarding the angle of 'observation,' the stronger the spirituality, level, and divinity of the observed, the more difficult this observation becomes."
Facing the Sequence One Time Worm, merely knowing the other party's name and sequence had consumed most of his spirituality.
But almost peering beyond his level at the existence of those earthly angels, without dying and instead obtaining some information, was in itself equivalent to a miracle.
"Although I won't be noticed by the other party, this kind of observation, to some extent, if I encounter situations like 'whatever is said will be known' or 'you know him, and he knows you,' I need to be careful when I return to the real world."
That space should also be able to block such Extraordinary abilities, but returning to the real world was not certain.
In fact, if this situation could be resolved, Tang felt that it quite restrained some Extraordinary abilities of the Dreamer pathway.
The Writer's coincidence would definitely have an alternative form of manifestation in Euclid's space. If he encountered '0-08' or Adam, he wouldn't be inexplicably arranged.
And most importantly, the third rule he had explored.
"Third, through Euclid's four-dimensional space, I can indeed have a certain degree of influence on the real world."
At this moment, a marionette opened the closed door and walked in.
The War Bishop and Tang both looked over and saw that the marionette was holding a flower from the school's flowerbed.
However, this flower was completely black, as if some force had stripped it of its color.
The marionette put down the flower and left the room. Tang took the now black flower and had the System appraise it.
'Flower irradiated by the black sun's light (%*^%￥)'
'Host, it's been affected by a high-level power.'
Sure enough.
Tang put down the flower and then picked up the charcoal to continue writing.
"By mixing spiritual power, under the influence of level and divinity, certain powers within Euclid's space can descend into the real world through 'dimensional reduction.'"
"This 'dimensional reduction' itself also carries high-level power, perhaps it leveraged a bit of the power of Euclid's space itself? Hmm, I still need to explore further."
"And, if used well..."
It was simply a lethal assassination weapon.
High dimensions could affect low dimensions, while low dimensions had difficulty affecting high dimensions.
Wasn't this a dimensional strike?
"But the only drawback is, it's not sustainable..."
The spirituality consumption was too great. Even with the spirituality he had borrowed, he could only use the Sun Scepter to influence the real world through Euclid's space a few times.
Tang stuffed the paper into the System's space, clapped his hands, and stood up.
He still had things to do. That Time Worm was actually Pales, the future 'Star's' old grandfather cheat.
He had to carefully figure out the intricacies involved.
Alas, the time spent thinking was increasing, and he always felt like his brain was about to grow out again.
No way, he clearly just wanted to be a maggot crawling in a dark corner... Speaking of maggots, could the old grandfather send him a few Time Worms?
Seeing the person so lively and about to leave, the theater core: ??
So, what exactly did they do??
Without saying a word, it contributed worms and effort, and they were making it play a mute here?
You! Look at me!
The theater core was bewildered, the theater core was indignant, the theater core was preparing to give up.
It was its problem; it hadn't straightened out its mindset.
Calm jpg.
Peacefully waiting for death jpg.
Alright, whatever you want, if you like it, pretend I don't exist.
"By the way."
Tang suddenly turned his head and asked, "If you eat other Extraordinary individuals of the Seer pathway, can you replenish spirit worms?"
The War Bishop, who was about to say 'Ah, right, right, right,' had a dumbfounded look: "...Ah?"
(End of this chapter)