Mystery: A Spark

If the standard answer was written by the author himself, that would be fine, but where does the person who sets the question get the confidence to think that what he thinks is the standard answer?

Even a few years before he traveled through time, the original author of the article that was chosen as the topic said after seeing the standard answer, "I never thought of that."

The result was that the question setter said something ridiculous like, "That author is just a lousy writer, he doesn't know anything about reading comprehension."

Chapter 63 Choose one of the two

In his previous life, Arthur didn't particularly like subjects with a strong subjective element; on the contrary, he was very interested in mathematics.

In different worlds, languages ​​may become incompatible, and physical rules may change, but mathematics will not.

Because if you don’t know math, you don’t know it.

Even after being transported to a mysterious world, this subject still provided Arthur with considerable assistance.

For example, Arthur's previous learning of constructing spell models benefited from his proficiency in mathematics, which made his learning speed quite remarkable.

There's a saying that mathematics governs the universe.

The foundation of the edifice of mathematics is "1+1=2".

Therefore, unless a world emerges where one plus one does not equal two, mathematical laws will inevitably hold true no matter which world one travels to.

Therefore, for time travelers, the only subject that is universally applicable in most worlds is mathematics.

……

Bernadette left.

She came in through the door.

When I left, I also exited through the room door.

Before she left, she also told Arthur the summoning spell for her messenger.

Although Arthur already knew the summoning incantation for Huang Beibei's messenger from the original story, such things are actually like honorific names; they only have practical effect when the other party acknowledges them.

Bernadette walked slowly down the corridor, her figure gradually dissipating until she arrived at a space isolated from the outside world.

She sat on a bench woven from pea vines, gazing blankly ahead.

After a long while, she murmured softly:

"He really isn't you... So where are you...?"

Bernadette had previously speculated about Arthur's origins, suggesting two possibilities.

However, after observing for some time, she began to believe that the possibility of Arthur being her father, Emperor Roselle, was becoming increasingly slim.

Even if someone loses their memory after being resurrected, their personality and behavior will not actually change much.

If her father, Roselle, were to be resurrected but have lost his memory, then there is a high probability that his personality would revert to that of his younger self.

Bernadette was certainly not entirely unaware of her father's romantic escapades in his youth.

Therefore, the biggest reason she began to think that Arthur was unlikely to be Emperor Roselle was that he was not a womanizer.

That's why Bernadette came to find out about this matter just as Arthur was about to disembark.

Otherwise, she would probably continue to cling to this unrealistic fantasy and refuse to face reality.

Arthur's straightforward answer confirmed that he was a fellow countryman of Emperor Rosell, not the resurrected Emperor Rosell.

......

"Xiaobai~"

"Eek~" Upon hearing this name, the puppy immediately began to whine in dissatisfaction.

"Alright, alright, Arthas, is that alright?" Arthur had no choice but to compromise.

He couldn't resist the little thing's adorable charm and eventually had to name it Arthas.

Upon hearing the name, Alsace immediately became happy and stuck out her pink little tongue to lick Arthur's hand.

"What a tragedy..." Arthur said, teasing the little guy with his hands, while feeling a faint sadness.

But he didn't grieve for long, after all, at this stage, there were only a handful of transmigrators in the entire world.

The golden-haired priest and goddess certainly wouldn't be so bored as to tell Arthas's true story.

Russell is missing and may have died somewhere; he certainly won't be able to come out anytime soon.

As for Klein, now that Arthur has given his pet such a name, he probably won't bother to expose Arthur.

At worst, Arthur can just let him know later.

So, before Klein released the heroes of the Source Castle, Arthas's story was naturally told by Arthur.

He said Arthas was a radiant and flawless person, so this originally filial son is now a flawless person.

Therefore, there's no need to worry too much about the name.

Arthur now has to consider the choice of the extraordinary path this little thing can take.

There are actually a few extraordinary pets in the original work, such as Susie, the fat apothecary's owl, and the demon dog that appeared in Backlund.

This shows that the audience approach is indeed a popular choice for extraordinary pets.

Furthermore, in a fanfiction that Arthur read before his time travel, there was a story about feeding his pet cat an assassin's potion, turning it into a witch to warm his bed.

This is actually a very attractive option, especially for LSPs.

Arthur's choice of Arthas's extraordinary path was mainly based on the following considerations.

First, whether the ability is helpful to oneself; second, whether the method itself is dangerous; and third, whether the potion recipe is easy to obtain.

And most importantly, is this extraordinary path suitable for Arthas to play?

To give a typical example, among the twenty-two extraordinary pathways, the support abilities of the Order and the Order are actually among the best.

However, both of these approaches essentially require a mature social order to support them.

Because whether it's maintaining order or exploiting loopholes in the order, there must first be a social order.

As a dog, Alsace is not really suited to play the roles of lawyer or arbitrator.

Therefore, even though the two Order factions had strong support capabilities, Arthur still ruled them out.

To be on the safe side, Arthur would never allow his extraordinary pet companion to follow the same or adjacent path as himself.

Especially since this little thing was named Arthas, he was even less likely to let it follow the path of a hunter or assassin.

Otherwise, who knows, one day this little thing might pick up Frostmourne and stab Arthur in the chest with a sword.

And then another sentence:

“Father, I have come to inherit your extraordinary qualities.”

Therefore, Arthur would not consider the witch, a very attractive option for LSPs.

Moreover, he still remembered that within the Dark Temple of his trial illusion, there was a place called the Garden of Pleasure.

What kind of place is the Garden of Pleasure? It's full of fair-skinned, beautiful, and long-legged blood elves.

This place is a paradise for LSPs; no LSP can withstand this test.

Therefore, the option of raising his extraordinary pet into a witch to warm his bed was rather uninteresting for Arthur.

After a process of elimination, only two paths remained out of the twenty-two extraordinary paths: "Reader" and "Apprentice".

They all have excellent support capabilities and can achieve "all-rounder" status to some extent.

Moreover, Arthur was able to obtain the potion recipes through both of these methods, which put him in a dilemma.

Chapter 64 The Shepherd, also known as the Little "Recorder"

Time flies, and it's already mid-August.

Blackthorn Security Company, 36 Zotland Street, Tingen.

Early in the morning, Leonard, who had just finished his duty guarding the Chanis Gate, walked out of the building and prepared to go home to rest.

Suddenly, he saw a refined-looking blond young man with gold-rimmed glasses walking towards him.

For some reason, looking at the young man's refined and cultured appearance, Leonard felt a faint urge to punch him in the face and destroy his gentle demeanor.

Why have I become so irritable lately? Is it because I haven't been sleeping well? But I'm an insomniac, so this shouldn't be the case... Leonard couldn't help but reach up and pinch the bridge of his nose to calm himself down.

The blond youth approached, a friendly smile on his face.

He extended his right hand and said kindly:

"Hello, Mr. Leonard, my name is Anduin."

Leonard frowned slightly, because the thought of throwing a punch at the young man became even stronger when the young man smiled.

It seems I can't stay up late anymore... The poet looked at Anduin, listened for a moment, and then extended his right hand to shake hands with him.

When he grasped the other person's hand, the poet's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he withdrew his hand without making a sound.

"Hello, Mr. Anduin, is there something you need from me?"

Arthur didn't answer the question directly. Instead, he looked up at the sky and uttered a Rune-esque opening line:

"Mr. Leonard, the weather is terrible today."

Leonard looked up at the clear, cloudless sky above, smiled, and said:

"Yes, the weather is pretty bad today."

Arthur sighed and said with some worry:

"Sigh, I originally came to Tingen to recuperate, but I didn't expect the weather here to be so bad these days, with gloomy fog everywhere, which is very bad for my health."

As he spoke, he clenched his right fist and placed it against his lips, then coughed lightly twice.

Leonard stared silently at the blond youth before him for a long while before finally asking:

“Then, Mr. Anduin, since that’s the case, why don’t you go and find a good place to recuperate? I’ve heard that the climate in Dixi Bay is pleasant, and it should be a good place to recuperate.”

"It's too far. I'm afraid my body can't go that far. I can only find a place here."

The blond youth coughed twice more; his face was pale, and he looked rather sickly.