Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 56: Underground

Latest website: Kewen should have thought of it long ago. Before, he also showed the results of his research to President Makarov. At that time, the other party had a serious expression, but he said something he didn't understand.

After all, this old man is too unmotivated to study any magic.

rubbing his forehead helplessly, Kewen shook his head and said with a sigh: "Forget it, I'll just make a temporary result for you to see..."

President Makarov immediately nodded repeatedly: "Um, do I need to do something?"

"No, it's just a temporary thing, I have enough materials."

While speaking, Kewen took the suitcase out of his pocket and opened it.

Then the two of them got into the box together and fiddled in the studio.

After more than two hours, Kewen made a seal.

"Success!"

Kewen looked at the seal in his hand with joy, and said excitedly: "Then you can try the results!"

“What to do?”

President Makarov was also looking forward to it, and immediately asked: "Is it enough to print it on the body?"

"That's right!" Kewen lowered his gaze, looked at President Makarov and said, "How about you, sir? Do you want to be the first to try?"

"Of course!" President Makarov lowered his head between the responses. After sizing up himself, he lifted the clothes on his body, revealing the guild emblem printed on his heart.

"Is it okay to cover it directly?" asked President Makarov.

"Yes."

Kewen nodded and squatted down. After carefully comparing the seals on President Makarov's body, he raised his hand and printed the new emblem on top of it.

President Makarov didn't feel any discomfort, but found that there was a magic power left in the emblem.

Curiously touching the emblem, President Makarov asked, "Will this magic power be dissipated by the magic power on me?"

"No." Kewen explained with a smile: "This emblem is a combination of 'law', 'word' and 'word spirit' magic, unless the correct method is used, otherwise It will not be damaged by any external force situation."

"Well, it's amazing." President Makarov nodded, then put down his shirt and covered the emblem again.

He then asked, "So what should I do now?"

"Use magic power to stimulate the emblem, and at the same time speak the password." Kewen pointed with great anticipation: "The password is the name of our guild, read it with the pronunciation of 'rune script'."

President Makarov nodded and immediately did the same, running the magic in his body, slightly conflicting with the part where the emblem was, and then slowly said the password: "Fairy Tail."

The next moment, a virtual magic light screen suddenly projected from the emblem under President Makarov's clothes.

"Ah this..."

President Makarov was stunned for a moment, then turned his body around uncomfortably, causing the magic interface to move with it.

Seeing this, President Makarov said with some embarrassment: "Will this cause trouble to people?"

"How could I leave this flaw." Kewen responded with a smile, and then reminded: "Old man, wrap your magic around your hand and try to touch the screen."

President Makarov immediately followed suit, and with his movements, the magical light screen immediately began to move following his palm.

Under the guidance of Kewen, President Makarov placed the light screen at random, and tried to zoom in and out again.

Very satisfied, he operated the interface a little clumsily and looked at the various program icons on the screen.

Video calls, video and audio playback, database, magic knowledge database, task database, monster information, herbal information, calculation program.

Compared to the 'fairy terminal' placed in the bar, today's 'personal terminal' has a more detailed differentiation process.

President Makarov clicked and used each icon, and after nearly half an hour, he couldn't help nodding in admiration.

After restoring the interface, President Makarov raised his head and asked Kewen, who was beside him, "How do I cancel this thing?"

"Just interrupt the magic around the emblem for a while," Corwin responded.

President Makarov did as he did, and temporarily avoided the position of the emblem by controlling the constant flow of magic in his body. Soon, the magic screen in front of him disappeared.

Try to activate it again with magic power, so that the magic screen appears, and then President Makarov smiled and praised: "It's a great thing, but some aspects need to be revised."

"Oh?" Kewen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the other party to be able to make suggestions for improvement, so he immediately asked: "Where do I need to modify?"

"Database and task library." President Makarov reached out and pointed at the two icons: "You have overlooked one thing, some data and tasks, only 'S-level' are qualified to understand .”

Kewen suddenly nodded and said, "Yes, then I'll add a permission limit later."

President Makarov doesn't understand the technical aspects, so he didn't continue to talk, but asked others: "What should this thing be called? Is this on me the final product?"

"Let's call it the 'Personal Fairy Terminal'." Kewen didn't bother to think of a name, so he casually picked a name and said, "This one on your body is not the final product, and now there is one last step left. ."

"What is it?" asked President Makarov.

"I still need a huge 'magic crystal'." Kewen picked up the temporary seal he made, gestured for a moment, and then explained: "The magic power inside the emblem now imprinted by the seal cannot be maintained too much. It's been a while, so I needed to make a mana source that would continuously provide mana for everyone's 'personal terminal emblem'."

"Why not make it like that..."

President Makarov organized the language, but couldn't think of a good term, so he had to say bluntly: "It's the kind that allows everyone to provide their own magic."

"That's too much trouble." Kewen shook his head and explained patiently: "Everyone's magical attributes are different. If it's the way you said, I have to carry out everyone's magic. Do some careful research, and then make an emblem with the corresponding attributes."

"Well, that's what it is." President Makarov was stunned.

"That's why I need to make a huge source of magic power." Kewen put the temporary seal on the table and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you this time. It's better than the last time. The 'magic spar' is bigger."

President Makarov did not respond immediately, but folded his left arm around his chest and pinched his beard with his right hand, thinking.

He bowed his head and frowned, President Makarov kept pacing in the open space of the studio, thinking seriously.

Kewen was a little puzzled by this, but he didn't disturb him, but waited quietly.

After a while, President Makarov raised his head and took a deep breath.

He stared at Kewen with a serious expression, and a dignified sense of oppression appeared on President Makarov, and then he said in a deep voice: "Kewen! Go to a place with me!"

Kewen was slightly stunned. He rarely saw President Makarov so solemn, so he nodded in response: "Okay old man."

President Makarov said no more, and greeted Cowen to climb out of the suitcase together, and then walked out of the office, all the way down the stairs.

After reaching the basement, President Makarov did not stop, but took Kewen into a utility room.

Remove all the debris, then President Makarov took a deep breath and stretched out his hands towards the wall. The next moment, the wall quickly changed shape, and an ancient wooden door appeared.

"Huh?"

Kewen couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise, because he had not sensed that there were traces of magic covering up here before. This kind of phantom magic is very powerful.

As soon as he thought of it, he asked, so he asked President Makarov who was staring at the wooden door absently: "Master, what kind of magic is this? Why haven't I seen it in the library?"

Hearing this, President Makarov finally recovered, sighed and shook his head: "From the second generation, the magic book has been destroyed, and a rule has been set that it will only be passed down to the past generations. Between the presidents."

Kewen was stunned and asked softly, "In order to prevent people from discovering this place?"

"Yes." President Makarov nodded solemnly: "You can say that."

"Then is this..." Kewen raised his finger and lowered the wooden door: "Master, if it's not necessary, let's not continue, shall we?"

Korwen already knows what's behind the wooden door, but he doesn't have any idea about that thing, so he doesn't want to break the rules in the guild because of himself.

President Makarov couldn't help but chuckle in relief when he heard the words, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter, I am the president, and I have the right to make changes to the rules."

"Okay, let's move on."

As President Makarov said, he stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door, revealing a staircase down the corridor.

One after another 'magic lamps' lighted up after the wooden doors were opened, illuminating the entire winding staircase corridor.

President Makarov entered the wooden door first and stepped down the stairs, while Kewen hesitated at the door for a moment~IndoMTL.com~ and then stepped in.

With a 'bang' sound, the wooden door behind him closed automatically, and then a weak magic wave surged up, causing illusion magic to appear on the wooden door again.

Cowen glanced back, then withdrew his gaze, and followed the smaller figure of President Makarov, continuing down the stairs all the way.

During the march, President Makarov couldn't help but reminded: "Kewen, I ask you one thing."

"You said."

"What you saw and heard today..." President Makarov took a deep breath, and then said in a serious tone: "Go out after that, don't tell anyone, anyone!"

Kewen looked at the other party's back, nodded and responded solemnly: "Yeah!"

President Makarov didn't say anything anymore. Not long after, the two reached the end of the stairs and stopped before another wooden door...

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