Sword and Magic and Taxi

Clear, determined, and calm. Zhao Mai shook his wand and chanted the spell slowly, imitating Dumbledore's spell-casting movements and feeling the energy fluctuations of the spell emitted by himself. Since his body is filled with powerful natural force and psychic abilities, the energy of the ancient curse is far inferior to the former two in terms of total quantity and quality, so part of it will always be offset, making the spell difficult to take shape.

Zhao Mai has completed the unification of natural force and psychic abilities. There is no stagnation between the two and they have always cooperated well. Living things are part of nature and can emit natural force, and intelligent creatures will also have psychic powers - more or less. Both of these can come from Zhao Mai himself, so it is more convenient to coordinate. However, the essence of magic is to mobilize the power of surrounding elements to achieve magical effects, which is still very different from the first two.

Even though he relied on his physical strength and energy, Zhao Mai continued to practice magic spells, but he always failed miserably. Dumbledore's unremitting efforts have made Zhao Mai significantly improved, but this progress is not enough for him to succeed.

If I can learn this magic spell, it will greatly improve my combat ability. At least the tactic of holding an atomic bomb and detonating it can be truly realized. Zhao Mai sighed after finishing speaking. While others still felt nothing, Dojian, who knew the power of the atomic bomb from the neural assistance network, trembled and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Don't be impatient, just learn slowly. It's already taking up a lot of energy for you to take care of many aspects. You can't expect to be as good as Dumbledore, who specializes in one subject. Xiaohua is very good at comforting people. She had turned a branch of the holy tree into fertilizer and absorbed it. She stuck the other branch in a flowerpot and did not absorb it. She stared at it all day long, not knowing what she had in mind.

Okay, work hard! You have to work hard for the humanoid self-propelled bomb! Zhao Mai squeezed his fists and cheered himself up.

Reserve Liang pricked up his ears and heard this sentence, opened his mouth wide and yawned, then wandered to Zhao Mai's side, opened his mouth and bit Zhao Mai's trouser leg. There was a burst of clouds and mist rising, and there was a bang sound. Zhao Mai found himself and the food reserves on the streets of Oxford, facing Tolkien's home. Reserve Liang licked the corners of his mouth and yawned again, his eyes showing Look, I'm the best look.

It's weird, why didn't my energy system resist at all when you teleported me? Zhao Mai squatted down and rubbed the soft flesh on the back of the reserve's neck, pinching it from time to time. This kind of thing can't be explained by 'you are my dog, that's how it should be', right?

Woof! A Liang wagged his tail with a triumphant expression. He probably knew something, but he just didn't say anything. Zhao Mai snorted and patted the dog's head three times, I have gone to college after all. Although my grades are average, I'm not stupid. Why do you always despise me?

Woof! means yes once, and means no twice. Zhao Mai grabbed the ear of the reserve grain: You dare to say yes?

Woof!

Zhao Mai was speechless. He couldn't really abuse animals, and he couldn't bear to do it. If you think about it carefully, his intelligence level is really not as good as several people around him. Xiaohua has the knowledge and insights of countless druids over tens of thousands of years, and Duojian understands a lot with the help of the neural auxiliary network. The reserve food is often smarter and more alert than himself. Am I only slightly better than Hodor?

Li Liang remained silent and tilted his head to look to the side. Zhao Mai followed its gaze and saw Tolkien coming on a bicycle with Edith in the back seat. Edith held a paper bag filled with vegetables and fruits in her arms, and the two of them laughed happily.

The smile infected Zhao Mai, and he greeted the two people with a smile. Hey, aren't you Mike Longhou? I haven't seen you for a while. Tolkien stopped the car, Edith jumped out of the back seat, nodded slightly, and went back to the house with the purchase results. Mike, do you live nearby? This is the first time I've seen you walking your dog.

Oh, I don't live nearby, but I walked farther this time and came to you without knowing it. Zhao Mai scratched his head and said, How have you been recently?

It's good. The war is over, and the school is slowly starting to have students. Although Tolkien lost his memory, his trust and closeness to Zhao Mai were still there, and he somehow managed to talk about himself: You know what? , I am writing a novel now, which was influenced by the first paragraph of the book I gave you. But do you know where that book can be sold? I searched many bookstores and couldn't find it.

Tolkien no longer remembers that he wrote the book. The erased memory will gradually become completely blank. Even if you see your own handwriting on the book, your brain will follow the feeling and wander in the blank area, falling into a situation of encountering each other but not knowing each other.

That's an only copy. If you want to read it, I can make a copy for you. That book is the key to the origin world of Arda, and it is already in Ilúvatar's hands. However, Zhao Mai read the book many times and could copy it word for word with the help of his psychic powers.

Oh, that's not necessary. I estimate that I will have to write for a long time, and I don't want to be affected by that book now. I will compare it after I finish writing and see how the same beginning will have different endings.

Time will always diverge into countless forked roads, and every choice will lead to a different ending. Zhao Mai sighed. Oh, by the way, I have something I can contact you about. I have some spare money, and I am preparing to invest in a partnership with someone. It is tentatively planned to be in the publishing industry. I may also invest in newspapers or magazines. I haven't decided yet, but I am sure it will be with paper. Word-related.”

This is great! Tolkien said: I have an idea. Instead of killing flesh and blood, it is better to integrate human history, culture, thoughts, and emotions onto paper to form a new world. War, sadness, and The stories of heroes appear in written form on paper, giving people inspiration and opportunities for progress without harming people's lives. I support your idea, is there anything I can do to help?

How about giving me a name first? Zhao Mai said: Although I haven't started yet, I have a grand ideal to turn my company into a large group, participate in all aspects of life and thought, and contribute to the development of mankind. Contribute to progress.”

Wow, you have a lot of confidence. Tolkien pondered for a moment, and then said: Just like a good library, a group needs good rules and should be orderly. How about using law (LEX ), let’s call it Lex Company.”

Okay. Zhao Mai used this name without thinking. This was something he had asked Tolkien to do a long time ago.