Industrial Revolution of the Mage Lords

Chapter 83: Cross-Reality Netizens
After the online auction of the Magic Network Forum ended, the forum suddenly became more active than before, probably because most of the members who participated in the auction had used up their points.

Every day, Harvey sees many posts about knowledge payment and material trading in the information exchange section of the forum.

This made him more convinced that controlling the amount of points held by forum members would help improve user stickiness and forum activity.

Even Mr. Burning Lord, who currently has the highest reputation in the forum, has seen his points rapidly reduced to less than 200 after several rounds of online transactions and the consumption of new member invitations.

Not to mention the new members and the old members who blew a lot of money at the auction, many of them had their points dropped to a pitiful single digit.

"Let's talk and communicate more, so that I can collect more useful knowledge and information..." Harvey sat in front of the "Magic Brain" instrument, flipping through the contents stored in it, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

The battle in the Evil Moon Mountains suddenly became one-sided due to the withdrawal of the main force of the demons. The Federation and the Wizard Kingdom's coalition forces successfully pushed the front line to the north side of the Divine Spine Mountains and completely occupied the natural mining areas rich in high-grade magic stones.

Harvey naturally knew the general reason for the demons' withdrawal. It was probably because they suddenly turned their main attack direction to the east and began to erode the evil orc territory in the northern ice field with all their strength, but Harvey didn't quite understand why they did this.

After briefly reviewing the content of today's exchanges on the forum, Harvey decided to enter the magic network plane and study his mutated positioning magic pattern carefully.

Harvey had always been troubled by the magic pattern that suddenly changed from two-dimensional to three-dimensional. Fortunately, no accidents occurred during the analysis of the spell or the promotion of rank.

But Harvey always felt that the changes in the magic pattern were probably inseparable from the spiritual anchor that appeared out of thin air, and were even more closely related to his identity as a time traveler.

But whether in the Undead Academy in the past or in the Magic Network Forum today, he could not find any knowledge related to the Spirit Anchor. After all, hiding the positioning of one's own magic pattern and the anchor point of the Spirit Anchor is a self-protection measure that all spellcasters will take.

"Is it the uniqueness of being a time traveler, or is it the plane change caused by my creation of the Magic Network Forum..."

Harvey used his mental power to repeatedly explore the interior of the magic pattern and found that apart from the changes in its external form, there was nothing strange about its internal structure.

The two spells that have completed analysis and construction within the magic pattern - the three-ring spell "Mirror Curse" and the five-ring spell "Kairel's Corrosion Field" have been filled into the spell ring, turning into two solid micro-crystal spheres that slowly flow inside the magic pattern.

The remaining four hollow balls represent that he can complete the engraving of four more intermediate spells, which is also the total number of instant spells that an intermediate spellcaster can construct within the magic pattern.

However, general spells do not need to occupy the spell ring position inside the magic pattern.

When Harvey was still studying as a magic apprentice in the School of the Undead, he had already basically become demystified by the magical profession of magician. The spellcasters in this world were completely different from the powerful magician image he had imagined before he traveled through time.

There is no dazzlingly powerful magic, nor any endless stream of strange spells.

The total number of spells that an orthodox spellcaster can learn and master in his lifetime is absolutely limited. Even a legendary spellcaster would not dare to claim that he is omnipotent and capable of everything.

A necromancer can never create a fireball out of thin air, and an arcane mage can't summon an army of zombies.

The battles between spellcasters do not involve all kinds of flying and hiding, but victory or defeat is often decided instantly when the spell is cast first and the attack spell is released first.

Of course, this does not include situations like the Federation forming a cluster of battle mages and using offensive spells to directly cover and clean the ground.

Harvey observed the magic circle for a moment, then decided to use his mental power to enter the spiritual anchor and explore the familiar and warm "home" anchor point. Suddenly, he felt a strange energy fluctuation in the magic network space. This fluctuation seemed to surge towards the location of his magic pattern like a wave with an indescribable frequency.

The next second, Harvey felt as if his heart was being squeezed, beating heavily and struggling for a few times.

He heard an unfamiliar voice amidst this surging wave.

"Hello, strange locator in the magic network..." The voice was very hoarse and low, as if many people were speaking at the same time, layered together, making it difficult to distinguish their gender and age.

Harvey forced himself to calm down and used a trace of mental power to quickly connect with the mental anchor in the magic pattern so that he could use mental power to defend or counterattack at any time.

"Who are you? How did you locate me?" Harvey responded cautiously.

"Haha, why do you think I can locate you? I'm just wandering around the plane casually..." The owner of this voice seemed to be in a good mood. Although there was no emotional fluctuation in his tone, there was no obvious hostility in the content.

"Are you a high-level spellcaster roaming the ley line?"

"Spellcaster? No, I exist in the magic network myself. I have seen countless spellcasters you mentioned..."

The other party paused, then continued calmly, "Could you please, with all due respect, not attempt to use your spiritual anchor to attack me? Hehe, given the stability of your anchor, it might cause considerable damage to me, but I mean no harm..."

Harvey certainly wouldn't trust the other party easily. "As long as you don't take the initiative to attack, I won't fight back against you. I have no ill intentions."

"I just want to communicate with other people. This place is too empty and vast, and it makes me feel lonely." The mysterious man sighed softly.

Harvey pondered for a few seconds and then took the initiative to ask, "So, you are from a... uh, race that originally lived in the Demonic Web plane?"

He first ruled out the other party's human identity and began to think about what other ancient and powerful races, apart from the legendary extinct spiritual dragons, could survive for a long time in the magic network space.

"Race? Well, let me think, human spellcasters prefer to call me - devil, the devil of the heart."

Inner demon? Harvey was stunned in surprise. Isn't this the name of a legendary higher-level demon?
It turns out that the inner demons live in the magic network space. Do they still have physical bodies in the real world?
"We are just a projection in the real world, we have no entity..." The other party seemed to sense his thoughts immediately and answered softly.

"So the inner demon's racial talent is thought perception?" Harvey forced himself to gather his chaotic thoughts and concentrate his mental strength to avoid having all his thoughts easily perceived.

For the first time, the other party responded with a hint of apology in his tone, "I'm sorry, I'm not actively sensing your thoughts. It's just that as long as there are people around us, we are unconsciously forced to hear their strongest voices. Alas, this is both a gift and a curse..."

It turns out to be fully automatic telepathy, or a passive skill with halo coverage. That's really miserable. Harvey couldn't help but think that if the other party lived in a giant city like Alayeh, he would probably be so irritated that he would have a mental breakdown.

"Hahaha! Although I don't know where Alayeh is, after hearing your description, I think I'm really going to collapse. This is also the main reason why we choose to live in the Demonic Network..."

After sensing Harvey's inner complaints, the other party seemed to approve of Harvey's empathy, and added a bit of kindness to his tone.

(End of this chapter)