Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes Chapter 235

In fact, in the previous rumors, some people's worries seem to be unfounded, which is not completely unreasonable.

After all, this is a world where magic exists, and as a device promoted by the superiors almost losing money, there are also backdoors in the construction of the network.

According to the research of the caster team, the intensity of mental power emitted by the professional unconscious when the mood fluctuates is actually several times as much as when the mood is calm.

In this state, the power provided by one person is enough to match two or three people under normal circumstances. As long as there are enough people to keep the network connected, even if the number of people is small, the total number of power provided is enough to meet the standard.

As for how to trigger such violent mood swings?

When the offline option disappears and the consciousness of network users can't be separated from the construction of the network, their emotions should have sufficiently violent fluctuations.

This is the core program in the deepest layer of the construction network. It is completely impossible to detect any traces of the login header ring alone.

Once this final procedure is started, even if other people in the real world take off their headbands, they will not be able to wake up the consciousness of the network connection because their consciousness has been trapped in the network of nothingness.

Of course, this is a way to catch fish. After having such an involuntary experience, most people will probably never choose to try similar things again.

Fingers were playing with the small dark gold key, and the speaker looked at the stage to be unveiled below, and the many audiences who were looking forward to the opening of the stage play, with calm eyes.

Let the structured network continue to evolve until it is enough to launch the plan under normal circumstances, and it sounds more ideal.

However, now the core of the struggle between all parties is time.

There is only one place for the ninth-order prophet to break through, and once one of the other parties breaks first, then all the games are over.

Besides, the speaker is clear in his mind. Although on the surface it seems that the construction of the network has been promoted very quickly, but if the popularity of the network really reaches more than 80%, the probability of success is actually quite small.

When the popularity of the constructed network exceeds the critical point of 50%, the subsequent spreading will definitely become more and more difficult, and all enemies will begin to focus on targeting.

Therefore, there is no need to take risks and continue. Tonight is the time he planned to start this final procedure.

"Boom—"

At this time, tonight's opera just started.

With the sound of a magic bell, the layered dark blue curtains were pulled apart, and with a slightly tense background music, the palace and the dinner scene appeared in the center of the stage.

When the curtain was raised, many dancers acting as aristocrats were already sitting around the long table. One of the aristocrats was identified by many people, and was finally given to death with a glass of poisoned wine under the king's order.

While watching the first act of this famous stage play, the speaker's gaze wandered through the theater with great interest.

Under the influence of magic, the walls of the boxes below were as transparent as crystals in his eyes, completely unable to block his sight.

In his opinion, opera performances are not only performed on the stage, but the many audiences who watch the opera under that stage are also excellent actors.

In every such performance, he can see many different performances.

In many cases, these off-stage 'performances' are even more appealing to him than the legendary opera on stage.

Whether it is a conspirator, an arty merchant, or a noble in a secret meeting with a mistress.

When they are doing things that are not easy to see, they often like to sit on the long sofa in the secret club, or order a private box in the opera house, and then meet in secret.

I have to say that this is a very interesting phenomenon. Perhaps they are worried that their secrets will be heard at home or in other places they frequent.

However, when his gaze swept across the compartment where Anves was located, the speaker's gaze paused slightly.

For some reason, this mysteriously dressed guy gave him a special feeling.

"Interesting...seems to be at least a senior."

After realizing this, the speaker's eyes became more interested.

He pressed the magic bell, and three seconds later, the chief of the theater immediately appeared at the door.

"On the second floor, box 131, when the first act is over, invite the guests inside."

"Yes, this one!"

The person in charge nodded, and then left the room respectfully.

Soon, as the first act of the opera officially ended, the curtain fell on the stage again.

When his door was knocked, Anves was mentally prepared.

During the viewing process before, he already felt some invisible gaze swept away.

Although there was no abnormality on the surface, he could perceive that this line of sight came from the royal box on the top floor.

Anvis did not refuse this invitation. In fact, he will come here to watch this stage play tonight, also because of the sudden excitement.

The appearance of this phenomenon in a high-level prophet is often a sign.

After urgently using the secret technique switching component of the old secret scriptures, Anvis followed the person in charge in front, boarded a magical spiral staircase, and reached the top box that could not be boarded from the normal passage.

In an elegant room, a young man sitting alone in front of the French window with soft black hair and black eyes, and a strange gloomy face on his face~www.mtlnovel.com~ is looking at him with a glass of pale silver liquid .

Anvis's first impression of him was ordinary.

Yes, that is a sense of ordinaryness that is completely different from other ninth orders, without any peculiarities, completely like an ordinary person.

"It's nice to see you here, my sir, I hope you don't mind my somewhat rash invitation."

Seeing Anves' arrival, the black-robed speaker raised his glass slightly. So, a cup of the same drink appeared in front of Anves.

"Thank you for your hospitality, life always needs some harmless accidents as an embellishment."

Bowing neither humble nor arrogant, Anvis smiled, raised his hand to hold the glass of magic spring water that exuded a strong magical breath, and sat down on the sofa opposite the speaker.

"I just don't know how I should call you in this unexpected meeting."

"You can call me "Fal"."

Looking at Anvis, who was not nervous, the speaker nodded slightly, feeling a little appreciation.

"The opera house is a place for role-playing. After a weak bard stepped onto the stage, he could also instantly transform into a powerful hero who slayed the dragon and saved the kingdom.

We are in the theater, so naturally we don't need to use the external identity name. "

"fair?"

After reading the name again, Anvis smiled and gently raised the goblet in his hand.

"Then, Your Excellency Mipu, you can call me Zast."

"justice?"

The speaker was startled, and then he laughed, and also toasted.

"Okay, Lord Zast."

At exactly this moment, the magic clock rang twice, the curtain was lifted, and the second act of the opera officially began.

(In the Federal language, the pronunciation of 'Fal' and 'Zast' are similar to 'fair' and 'justice')

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