"Collect faith? Forgive me for saying so, Sir Roger, but the goddess is the wisest person in this world. She is no less capable than the Wisdom God, yet even she has found no good solution. The spellcasters influenced by the 'Magic' divine portfolio cannot become converts on a large scale. Any attempt would be futile. We have thought of countless methods, even involving dragons and Elves..."
"You only need to pass along... Forget it. I'll tell her myself. Just report on your own matters." Roger suddenly regretted speaking with this fellow.
Aside from teaching, this fellow never seemed normal.
"Sir Roger..."
The book wanted to say something else, but another voice suddenly interrupted it. "The goddess has just gone to deal with the Divine Kingdom's barrier. You said you had thought of a way to gather faith?"
"Doll, how many times have I told you not to barge into my room?"
Roger rubbed his temples and turned to look.
It was a very familiar face.
She had pink twin-tails, a crown on her head, flawless delicate features, and a Gothic-style dress that faintly lent her an air of nobility.
She was utterly perfect, so perfect that she did not seem human at all.
In fact, she truly was not human.
If one looked closely at her joints, it was not difficult to tell that she, too, was a magical construct.
It seemed that every intelligent lifeform around the Magic Goddess was a magical construct. He was the only Divine Spirit who had been able to come into contact with the Magic Goddess recently.
"This is the goddess's room."
"But I live here."
"The goddess has never restricted me from entering her bedroom."
"But I live here now."
"The goddess..."
"How long until the goddess returns? I have some ideas."
Roger cut her off directly, unwilling to waste time on something so meaningless.
Magical constructs always had some strange quirks.
"Sir Roger, you can tell me directly. I am the goddess's laboratory assistant," the doll said with some pride.
"If I remember correctly, magic power can transmit information." Roger thought for a moment. "Could we use Magic Cores to design a virtual world, one that any spellcaster could enter by sending a thread of their soul through magic power? No, it wouldn't need a soul. Just a sliver of consciousness would be enough."
"Theoretically, yes, but not in practice. Dispersed magic power is insufficient to support something like that." The doll shook her head slightly.
"So it's only because there isn't enough magic power?" Rather than feeling disappointed, Roger was delighted. He hurriedly asked, "Then what about transmitting text?"
"Just text..." The doll pondered briefly. "That would be no problem. You would only need a simple magical device for sending and receiving magic power. Do you intend to use it to let mages exchange information? If that is all, it would not be enough to make them convert."
"Of course not."
Roger's face was full of delight. "Communication would only be one of its functions. What we need is to provide them with a space for discussion!"
"Besides, who said we needed them to convert?"
It could actually be done!
If all spellcasters could use such devices to transmit information, would that not make it the internet?
It could at most achieve Internet 2.0 for now. The image era of 3.0 and the video era of 4.0 were still impossible, but it would still be a crushing advantage!
Wouldn't faith then be as plentiful as he wanted?!
Spellcasters loved pursuing Truth and almost never converted, so he would simply not make them convert. Every time they opened the Magic Internet, they would need to pray once. He refused to believe their faith could not rise!
As for images and videos later on, he believed they would eventually become possible. It was only that this doll had no way to accomplish them yet!
With that thought in mind, Roger explained his ideas for the Magic Internet and its first application, the Mage Forum, in the simplest and most straightforward terms he could.
"You mean building a bulletin board where people can discuss things? Everyone can post notices, and others can choose notices to discuss?"
Roger nodded slightly. "That is roughly how it would work at first. Every time they open this bulletin board, they would need to pray once. Even if they are only casual believers, we should still be able to gain quite a bit of faith, right?"
"But Magic Cores can only transmit information. They cannot store it."
Though she was a doll, her expression was remarkably human.
Roger could clearly see her disappointment.
But he did not think it was a problem at all. "Then could we add another step? Any mage could use the magical sending-and-receiving device you mentioned to send text, but the information would not be transmitted to others. Instead, it would be sent to one of our magical devices that stores information, and everyone could view what is stored there?"
"To use your words, Magic Cores would serve as errand-running servants. We would create a bulletin board, and everyone could use Magic Cores to view or write the information on it."
Since Magic Cores could serve as network cables and base stations, wouldn't adding a server solve everything?!
The problem of connection had already been solved. Why worry about storage?
He refused to believe there was no magic capable of storing information!
"Genius! What a genius idea! I think I am completely qualified for this job! We only need to link me and those sending-and-receiving devices through Magic Cores, and everyone can hold discussions within me. Other creatures might find it somewhat difficult, but humans naturally enjoy joining the excitement—even mages are no exception. I can already imagine countless mages discussing topics that interest them within me every day. We can set a threshold so that they must pray once every time they visit..."
The book finally seemed to understand Roger's meaning and could not help crying out.
This time, Roger did not stop it.
Because Roger had frozen.
That was right!
How had he forgotten about this fellow?!
Wasn't this fellow the perfect server?!
Magical creatures were naturally capable of connecting with magic power.
And it was the Magic Goddess's library, storing vast quantities of information.
He had been focused only on magical devices and had actually overlooked the special existence of magical creatures.
"Rather than watching for entertainment, I believe they would use this device for magical discussions."
The doll clearly did not think mages would be like ordinary people. They were beings who pursued the mysteries of the world. "But you are right. No one would refuse such a tool. Even as casual believers, those spellcasters would provide us with a great deal of faith."
"I'll go to the laboratory and make some sending-and-receiving devices first. You and Kenuosencha can figure out how to build this bulletin board."
Roger did not argue.
At the beginning of the internet in his previous life, the content online did indeed seem to be of high quality.
It would be normal if the mage community was the same.
There was no point discussing that. It would be better to focus their energy on a prototype.
"Hey... You still haven't told us when the goddess will return!"
By the time Roger came back to his senses, the doll had already vanished. "Forget it. I'll make the prototype first."
But the moment his gaze fell on the book, Roger felt a faint headache coming on once again.
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