I'm Really an Alchemist

"Why are you still here, run away with me!" The elf rushed over, and was about to bring his friends to escape the collapsed city.

Morey turned his head, revealing a miserable smile.

"Luck, it was wrong, we were all wrong!"

"Light is neither a wave nor a particle. It has the characteristics of both waves and particles! Energy is not continuous, but piece by piece. an integer."

Morey was dragged by his friend and ran out of the laboratory.

The elf is also an excellent student in physics and a second-ring arcanist, so he can naturally understand what his friend is saying.

After a short shock, he gritted his teeth: "The universe first, then physics! God is playing with us!"

"Wake up, Morey!"

The elf slapped his friend, pointed to the outside and said: "Look at this crazy world, your experiment is useless, it can only prove that we are always in the hands of the gods!"

The demented Morey looked up.

The flames shone into his pupils.

Under the night sky, the city was on fire, and the two of them were standing on the ring-shaped tower, and they could clearly see the magnificence of the fire.

The flames spread to the end of the line of sight, covering everything seen in a circle.

Tall buildings exploded in flames.

Cloud whales howl in the sky.

In the city, cries, roars, laughter, screams, and songs from nowhere are mixed together, combined with the madness of the flames, like a sacrifice to the gods.

"See?" said the elf in pain, "This damned world!"

Morey looked up.

"No!" The pupils of his eyes were filled with fire, which was the fire of the city, and the fire of hope that surged in his heart.

"My experiment proved one thing." The young man grabbed the railing and looked down at the raging fire lighting up the sky: "The gods never set up a cage for us. He told us everything from the very beginning!"

"Physical laws, the boundary of the universe." He turned his head and looked directly at his friend: "Everything in this world has an answer except the magic element. I believe that the boundary of the universe will also have an answer!"

Morey looked up at the night sky.

Since the theory of the closed universe, all beings in this world dare not look up at the sky.

They are afraid of seeing a pair of indifferent eyes.

They fear the real world.

The entire planet was on fire, and everyone was singing crazily. There was only one young man standing on the tower, looking at the starry sky.

...

It was only then that Morey discovered that his elf friend was actually the heir of an elder of the elf clan.

But with his help, Morey came into contact with the class that controls Allen Continental.

The chaos of the world ceased.

With the help of the only remaining Grand Arcanist, the remnants of the world's governments have united to wipe out all uneasy factors with extremely high efficiency and cruel means, and dictatorship has become the only political system on the planet.

All resources are allocated.

Scholars are all deployed.

The deep-rooted ideas were overthrown, and the quantum concept and Morey's constant discovered by Morey were studied and promoted by scholars all over the world, and countless resources were poured into it.

Quantum physics, observer effect, general relativity.

Particle accelerators, particle colliders.

It doesn't matter what price you pay!

Allen's world has only one purpose - to transcend the boundaries of the universe and talk to the gods!

Three hundred years later.

The Allen world controls the energy and matter of the entire universe, and the arcane civilization has developed to an unimaginable peak. They finally found a way to transcend the boundaries of the universe and go to the world of gods.

But how to face the god who created himself?

Challenge, fight; or seek God's forgiveness like a child?

Everyone has their own ideas.

Accompanied by the strong flash of the universe boundary, the connected Möbius ring world finally tore open the rift, and all life looked up at the huge rift at the other end of the starry sky and waited silently.

What follows is God's punishment, or God's reward?

Nobody knows.

Before completing this feat, every Allenite was filled with anger, and they regarded themselves as heroes who rebelled against the gods—but when the rift really appeared, the world of the gods might be at the other end.

They are timid again.

"Send a small team and go to another world first!" The Supreme Consul sighed: "We always have to face him, maybe he is already waiting for us to arrive."

A team consistent with the lineup of interstellar explorers three hundred years ago, wearing the latest arcane equipment, was docked at the border of the Great Rift by the spaceship, and sent them to that world.

In order to express the awe of the gods, there is no live broadcast this time.

Soon, the Supreme Consul received the video and information from the team.

It was a huge and classical room, with huge tables and chairs, a huge fireplace, and a giantess sitting on a huge soft chair, humming a song and knitting a sweater.

"Is she the god who created the world?"

The archon muttered softly, this was too far from the omniscient and omnipotent god he imagined.

And the gods didn't seem to notice the team's arrival.

Can't believe it.

"Collect information, and then try to contact... the gods!" The consul decisively issued an order.

The elite team composed of various races looked in awe at the giantess who hadn't noticed their arrival, quickly collected all the information of this new world, and transmitted it back to their own world.

"The giantess is about seventeen meters tall, and the ratio of all substances here far exceeds that of Allen's world!"

Someone exclaimed softly.

He turned his head and looked at the crack where he came into this world—the crack that tore apart the starry sky turned out to be just a crack on the wall, not much bigger than a mouse hole.

In the eyes of the giantess, they may be smaller than mice.

Smaller than a bug.

Is this the god.... He was in a trance, thinking of the God of Titans in Genesis. The rumored Titan is also so magnificent and huge, but compared to the mythical Titan, this female giant....is much smaller .

"This world is very wrong."

The captain's face changed, and he communicated with the team members with his thoughts.

"This world has no magic essence, no atoms, molecules and electrons, but it has gravity. I always feel that something is wrong with it. Be careful!"

Soon, the team members also finished collecting information about this world.

In Allen World, the expression of the Supreme Consul also changed.

"Is there really such a world?" He looked at the results of the alchemy computer. The world opposite the big rift turned out to be a world with extremely chaotic physical properties and no magic essence.

And in that world, there is only one living room and one woman.

Outside the living room, there is a weird passage - after some team members probed, they found that the other side of the passage is a brand new world.

"What is this?" The Supreme Consul didn't know whether to cry or laugh. The world of Allen was not the only world created by the gods. Opposite the big rift was another world created by the gods.

It's just that compared to the world they are in, that world is weirder and not blocked.

Since they are not gods, they don't need to be so cautious.

"Bring that giantess back!" The supreme consul said solemnly, "We may be able to know the truth about the gods through her!"

.....

Now, Hogwarts.

Harry Potter leaned on the sofa, listening to the rustling of wind and snow against the window, feeling the warmth of the fireplace.

Beside him, there was also an elegant and proud black cat, curled up, enjoying the rare warmth together, swinging its tail on Harry's body from time to time.

This is really a proud Mr. Cat.

The other students at Hogwarts said so about the black cat, which was kept in the school by Dumbledore and was required to be treated as a student of Hogwarts without disrespect - when in fact, facing this elegant cat Most people like black cats.

But they don't want to touch the black cat.

It's only close to Harry Potter.

For Harry, this elusive black cat who will never leave is like a loyal friend and a close elder, comforting Harry's heart full of holes.

Ge You, one person and one cat, lay down, enjoying the peace and tranquility.

But the peace was broken.

"Mrs. Pablo is gone, Mrs. Pablo is gone!"

There were screams from outside the break room.

The complicated footsteps and noise disturbed Harry's rest. He put down the book in his hand and walked out of the lounge curiously.

The black cat got up gracefully, jumped off the sofa, and walked in front of Harry, turning its head to look at Harry from time to time, waiting for him to approach, and then moving on, keeping a comfortable distance.

outside the lounge.

The portraits on the walls are all panicked, and the fat lady of Hogwarts is once again hiding behind a tree with only her head showing.

There were also heavily armed knights who also drew their swords, vigilant.

A large number of students concentrated towards a certain place.

"What happened?" Harry asked Sir in the portrait.

The jazz said sadly: "Mrs. Pablo has disappeared, we can't find her!"

Madame Pablo is also a painting, hanging on the third floor of the castle, as a lady who likes to joke and knits forever.

Both Harry and the black cat were in a daze. They quickly chased the flow of students to the third floor.