I have a wizarding world

“Hua——!”

Fang Cheng unloaded the last of the ore from the space suitcase and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Gaga——!”

The clone bodyguard following Fang Cheng pushed open the warehouse door, and Fang Cheng strode out.

As soon as he left the warehouse, Yun Meng's voice sounded in Fang Cheng's mind.

“Fang Cheng, Chu Xuan wants to see you about something.”

“What is it?” Fang Cheng asked with slight surprise.

“It’s about the energy converter.”

“Energy converter?”

“Yes.”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng frowned tightly.

“Okay, tell him I’ll be there in a moment.” After instructing Yun Meng, Fang Cheng turned his head and looked at the warehouse in front of him.

This warehouse was newly built by Fang Cheng next to the Hive Laboratory more than a month ago. At that time, it was intended to store supplies transported back from another world, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so quickly.

Fang Cheng glanced at the steel door in front of him, with the number 3 painted in red paint, then turned around and said to the clone bodyguard beside him: “Lock the door and send three more teams to keep a close watch on this warehouse.”

“Yes, Commander-in-Chief.”

In Fang Cheng's vocabulary, a team consists of eight people, so three clone tactical teams are twenty-four people.

In fact, Anru Island has been managed by Fang Cheng like an iron bucket, especially around the Hive Laboratory, where there is basically no danger, but Fang Cheng, with the mentality of being prepared for the worst, still dispatched three clone tactical teams to garrison.

After all, the things in the warehouse can be said to be strategic materials for Fang Cheng's future development, and there must be no negligence.

After arranging the garrison of the warehouse, Fang Cheng returned to the Hive Laboratory alone.

Half an hour later.

“Whirr——!”

The titanium alloy access control of the consciousness transfer device research center automatically opened under the control of artificial intelligence.

“Welcome, Commander-in-Chief.”

Fang Cheng walked into the laboratory without changing his expression.

Although he hadn't been to the consciousness transfer device research center for a while, the changes in the laboratory still surprised Fang Cheng.

In the center of the laboratory, there was a machine with a silver metal shell. The machine was oval in shape, about two cubic meters in size. Under the machine, dense alchemical inscriptions were engraved, perfectly integrated with the base of the machine.

Fang Cheng was a little confused, not knowing what the machine in front of him was for.

“Chu Xuan.”

Fang Cheng called out from a distance.

“Boss.” Hearing Fang Cheng's call, Chu Xuan, wearing a white lab coat, turned his head and greeted him.

“Yes,” Fang Cheng nodded, reached out, pointed to the machine in the center of the laboratory, and asked, “What is that?”

“Energy converter.”

“Energy converter?” Hearing this, Fang Cheng frowned, not quite understanding what Chu Xuan meant.

Seeing Fang Cheng frowning, Chu Xuan explained: “This thing allows alchemical inscriptions to be used normally on Earth.”

“What?” Fang Cheng's eyes widened. Fang Cheng had been coveting the alchemical inscriptions of another world for a long time. The only usable consciousness transfer device still consumed human mental power, making it impossible to popularize.

As for other alchemical inscriptions, such as defensive alchemical inscriptions, teleportation array technology, etc., they were all unusable because the magic power on Earth was so thin that it could be ignored.

“Didn’t you say that Earth doesn’t have a magical environment and can’t use alchemical inscriptions from another world?”

Fang Cheng asked hurriedly.

Chu Xuan glanced at Fang Cheng and explained: “That’s right, I did say that. The principle of alchemical inscriptions is actually similar to that of electronic products on Earth, that is, they are also divided into power supply and drive parts.

On Earth, because there is not enough magical environment, alchemical inscriptions lack energy and cannot operate. But as long as we invent a machine that can provide magic power, we can solve this problem.

Of course, this problem can also be solved by using magic stones, but I think energy converters can fundamentally solve the energy contradiction.”

Chu Xuan's meaning was obvious. After all, magic stones are relatively rare and non-renewable, and it is impossible to always use them as energy sources.

Fang Cheng was silent after hearing this. After a long while, he turned his head, looked at Chu Xuan, and said slowly: “You mean, this machine can convert energy on Earth into magic power?”

“That’s right.” Chu Xuan nodded, “In the final analysis, magic power is just a new type of energy, and there is no essential difference between it and electrical energy, wind energy, solar energy, chemical energy, biological energy, etc.

It should be said that there is no essential difference between all energies in the universe, and they can all be converted.”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng was a little puzzled. He felt that the wizarding civilization was about to be ruined.

Why did something that was originally so mysterious become explainable when it came to Chu Xuan?

Seeming to see that Fang Cheng still had doubts, Chu Xuan continued to explain: “For example, spells, in the final analysis, are a kind of energy conversion. Take the minor fireball spell in spells as an example, it is to convert the magic power of oneself and another world into the heat energy and shock wave of the fireball spell through the spell model constructed in the sea of consciousness.

The entire casting process is the process of energy conversion, and it must be said that the efficiency of this energy conversion is very low.”

Hearing this, a flash of inspiration flashed in Fang Cheng's mind.

Spell model compatibility!

So that's how it is, no wonder some people have low spell model compatibility, and the power of the spells they release is also particularly low. It turns out that the essence is low energy conversion efficiency.

Fang Cheng's spell compatibility reaches 100%, but it is not actually 100% conversion efficiency, it is just that the conversion efficiency is particularly high. There is no 100% conversion of energy in the universe, and there will be energy loss.

The same is true for spellcasting energy conversion, naturally.

Thinking of this, Fang Cheng nodded and said: “You mean, this machine can convert energy such as electrical energy and chemical energy into magic power?”

“That’s right,” Chu Xuan nodded, “This machine is a machine that converts electrical energy into magic power. In other words, with this machine, alchemical inscriptions from another world can be used by us.”

Hearing this, Fang Cheng's heart became fiery.

If you want to say that among the alchemical knowledge brought back from the Rein Secret Realm last time, what Fang Cheng valued most was undoubtedly the small teleportation array technology and defensive inscriptions.

Leaving aside the small teleportation array technology for now, the defensive inscriptions alone left Fang Cheng with an extremely deep impression.

When Fang Cheng took the clone warriors to blow up the walls of Seth Castle, they were blocked by alchemical inscriptions. The walls made of stones were actually unscathed.

You must know that Fang Cheng used the famous C4 plastic explosives at that time. This thing, let alone blowing up ordinary stone walls, can blow through steel plates if the thickness is not enough.

But as a result, the walls at that time were unscathed, forcing Fang Cheng to take a risky way to climb over the walls.

What would be the scene if this kind of defensive alchemical inscription was inscribed on modern weapons and equipment?

Airplanes, tanks, and even robots, mechanical power armor.