Matrix Number

"Commands confirmed. Initiating Matrix, scanning host identity, and establishing archives... Bept. Host identity confirmed. Do you wish to bind?"

For a long time, the cold electronic female voice sounded again, echoing in Merlin's mind.

"Bind!"

Merlin did not hesitate in the slightest. He knew that once bound, only he could use the Matrix, and others would not be able to see it at all. This was because this most advanced quantum computer had been injected into his blood in the form of liquid metal, completely merging into his flesh and blood where no one could destroy it.

"Collecting blood. Binding successful! Reading archives... Bept. Archive invalid. Establishing new archive... Please name the new archive."

"A new archive, huh?"

Merlin's gaze flickered, and then he said in a deep voice, "Name the archive Merlin!"

"New archive named successfully. Welcome, Mr. Merlin, to the Matrix quantum computer!"

At this time, the voice of the Matrix had turned into a very sweet female voice, sounding quite pleasant.

Merlin sat quietly on the tall wooden chair. Although his expression was calm, his gaze kept flickering, revealing the excitement in his heart.

For a spellcaster, sometimes just to construct a suitable spell model, they would spend even more than ten years making various deductions and calculations for the spell model. Even so, the spell models that many spellcasters finally constructed were still unsatisfactory.

The construction of spell models took up too much time for spellcasters. Now, Merlin had this quantum computer on him, which represented the absolute peak of technology from his past life. With its help, perhaps Merlin would no longer need to expend a lot of energy to construct spell models.

"No matter what, let's test it first and see if the Matrix is useful."

Although his heart was excited, Merlin still maintained his reason and was very calm. He knew what he needed to do was use the Matrix to test these spell models and see if they could succeed.

Thinking of this, Merlin immediately gave an order to the Matrix: "Matrix, build a Fireball database."

The Matrix immediately began scanning, inputting the dozen or so Fireball spell models that old Aita had spent several years deducing into the database.

"Fireball database established successfully."

"Analyze these spell models immediately!"

Following Merlin's command, this powerful quantum computer began its calculations. Its calculation speed was naturally unimaginably fast. In an instant, based on old Aita's dozen or so spell models, the Matrix immediately constructed tens of thousands of Fireball spell models, and the number was still increasing further.

"Bept. Analysis complete. A total of one hundred eighty-six thousand five hundred and nineteen models have been rebuilt."

Hearing the voice coming from the Matrix, even Merlin could not help but be stunned. One hundred eighty thousand spell models! Based merely on old Aita's dozen or so spell models, the newly constructed spell models actually numbered as many as one hundred eighty thousand.

This was the power of a computer. If it were done by human labor, no matter how active the thinking or how strong the mental power, it would be impossible to think of all sorts of possibilities, and even more impossible to construct one hundred eighty thousand spell models because of it.

Of course, ninety-nine percent of these one hundred eighty thousand spell models were definitely not what Merlin needed. Merlin still needed to filter out the spell models that were most outstanding in comprehensive aspects and most suitable for himself.

Merlin considered that the primary element of a spell model was stability rather than the power of the spell. Therefore, stability was still the priority, and the power of the spell would be increased on the basis of stability. The spell model constructed with this train of thought was the best spell model.

Merlin closed his eyes with a solemn expression. He placed his hand gently on the table, tapping densely and rhythmically. This was one of Merlin's habitual actions. Whenever he was thinking about something and preparing to make a certain decision, he would naturally make this movement.

For a long time, Merlin opened his eyes, and then said in a low voice, "Matrix, using the spell models in the database as prototypes, select all spell models that surpass Number One in stability!"

The "Number One" in Merlin's mouth referred to the spell model with very high stability constructed by old Aita. It was also the spell model constructed by old Aita that made him the most satisfied. Its characteristic was that it focused on stability and was very stable. Once simulated in the mind with mental power, the possibility of the spell model collapsing was very low.

As for Merlin's choice like this, there was no doubt that he still focused on stability and did not unilaterally pursue the powerful might of spells. Only stable spell models could allow one to step by step construct higher-level spell models.

This was like a building; zero-level spell models were the foundation. The more solidly the foundation was laid, the more likely the building could be built higher in the future.

Merlin had thought it over thoroughly before making such a decision.

"Filtering started... Bept. There are a total of one hundred thirty-eight spell models with a more stable structure than Number One!"

The Matrix finished filtering quickly, and the result of the filtering also surprised Merlin greatly.

One hundred thirty-eight spell models were much more stable than the spell model that old Aita spent several years constructing.

This was the effect of high-speed computer calculation. In terms of calculation, the human brain could not compare to a computer no matter what.

Among the one hundred thirty-eight spell models, Merlin had to filter further.

"From the filtered spell models, select the ones with greater explosiveness than Number Thirteen."

Merlin gave the order to the Matrix in a deep voice. Number Thirteen was the model with the greatest power among the spell models constructed by old Aita, but its structure was extremely unstable. Once Number Thirteen was forcedly chosen, it was very likely to collapse and was extremely dangerous. Therefore, old Aita also warned repeatedly in his spell notes to try not to choose this spell model that easily collapsed.

"Bept. Filtering complete. There are no spell models meeting the conditions."

Merlin frowned. Among the one hundred thirty-eight spell models, there was actually no spell model more powerful than Number Thirteen in terms of might.

However, after a second thought, he felt relieved. A spell model that possessed both stability and formidable might was not easy to find. One could only choose between stability and might, or strike a balance in the middle and have both.

Figuring this out, Merlin continued to command, "Change the filtering condition. Among the one hundred thirty-eight spell models, select the one with the strongest explosiveness."

Soon, an exceptionally complex spell model appeared in Merlin's mind—strikingly the spell model filtered out by the Matrix that met Merlin's conditions.

This spell model was sufficient in terms of stability. As for its power, Merlin thought for a moment and softly asked the Matrix, "Compared to Number Thirteen, what percentage of its power does this spell model have?"

"According to the structural calculation of the spell model, the power of this spell model is seventy percent of Number Thirteen!"

"Seventy percent? That is enough, much better than the Number One spell model constructed by Teacher Aita."

Merlin heaved a slight sigh of relief. Being able to have seventy percent of the power of the Number Thirteen spell model was already quite good, far stronger than the power of the Number One spell model constructed by old Aita.

Immediately afterward, Merlin closed his eyes slightly and began to carefully examine the spell model that was finally filtered out from the one hundred eighty thousand spell models and was most suitable for him.

Moreover, this spell model could be considered to have both stability and power. The spell model that old Aita spent more than ten years constructing could not compare to the spell model constructed by the Matrix in a very short time.

The spell model had already been selected, and the next step was the final one: simulating the spell model in the mind with mental power. This process was also the one that took the longest time and was the easiest to fail.

If it were a person with weak mental power, it would be difficult even to remember these complex spell models, let alone completely simulate them in their mind. That would be even harder.

Although old Aita had left a note mentioning that Merlin's mental power was very strong and he had the opportunity to become a spellcaster, wanting to become a true spellcaster meant only completing this final step.

Thus, Merlin quietly closed his eyes, mobilized his mental power, and began to simulate the spell model of the zero-level Fireball.

The spell model improved by the Matrix was even more complex than the one constructed by old Aita. Every single curve would be extremely difficult to outline on paper with a pen, let alone simulate with mental power.

Facing such a complex spell model, the consumption of mental power was also unimaginably heavy. Therefore, as soon as Merlin tried to simulate this spell model with his mental power, he felt very tired, which was a manifestation of extreme mental power consumption.

One hour, two hours...

Outside the window, goose-feather-like heavy snow suddenly began to fall, and along with it, even the temperature inside the room seemed to have dropped.

Merlin sat motionlessly on the wooden chair for two or three hours, his legs having grown somewhat numb from the cold. At this moment, however, he did not feel a trace of it, because his attention was entirely concentrated on the spell model in his mind.

After simulating it over and over again, Merlin finally noticed the changes in his sea of consciousness.

The sea of consciousness was where mental power existed, and it was also the most mysterious place in the brain. The spell model simulated by Merlin with his mental power was gradually taking shape at this moment, appearing in the empty sea of consciousness.

It's finally done...

Merlin opened his eyes abruptly, his voice trembling with excitement.

After spending three hours, Merlin finally succeeded in using his mental power to simulate the Fireball spell model in his mind.

The moment the Fireball spell model took shape, Merlin felt a sensation different from before. Even though he had sat motionlessly for several hours and his hands and feet were ice cold, right now, it felt as though a wave of fiery warmth was lingering around him.

He could see just by closing his eyes slightly that the Fireball spell model in his sea of consciousness was rotating slowly at the moment, and a trace of fiery light seemed to be drawn from the outside world into the spell model.

Those traces of fiery light reminded Merlin of fire elements!

Back then, when Merlin asked Mei Xue how to sense fire elements, Mei Xue had once described the appearance of fire elements. Because Merlin did not possess a fire-attribute physique, he naturally could not attract fire elements into his body, nor could he become an elemental swordsman.

But now, with the Fireball spell model, he could sense that a continuous stream of fire elements was frantically entering his body and rapidly merging into the Fireball spell model, as if the spell model deeply hidden in the sea of consciousness were a black hole, frantically devouring the infinite fire elements around it.

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