"Exactly. That's the question."
"Please give me a blossoming explanation."
Liu Di added.
The shamaness's expression twitched slightly.
What the hell was Eleven-Dimensional?
But in the next instant, she began to ponder, making gurgling sounds in her throat as though building up an aura.
She turned around, repeatedly brushing her hands over the ancient mirror as she began chanting strange, bizarre incantations.
Liu Di watched quietly.
In the next moment, the mirror's surface began to ripple. The silver coating behind the glass undulated like water.
Slowly, a pattern formed in the center of the mirror, made of raised silver.
At its very center was a huge eye, with countless fine threads extending from around it. At the ends of those threads grew things resembling fish fins, large scales, tentacles, and the like.
Simply put, it was a dismembered sea creature connected to an eye by countless threads.
Liu Di's gaze shifted slightly. "Not bad imagination."
But the shamaness muttered, "The god has appeared. I will convey your question to it."
But Liu Di had already seen through the trick.
This shamaness's ability was to manipulate mercury—the element known as quicksilver.
Back when technology was primitive, people used mercury coatings to make mirrors. But as technology advanced, mercury was replaced with aluminum coatings.
Using this ancient mercury mirror, the shamaness created the image of a "god" to swindle the villagers out of their money.
She was quite creative, at least.
Yet the shamaness continued muttering, "The god is thinking."
As she spoke, she kept stroking the mirror's frame and running her hands all around the front and back of the mirror.
But sweat was already beading on her forehead.
She had been making up lines all along.
What the hell is Eleven-Dimensional? How am I supposed to answer that?
She kept