I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 711 - 711 710. Only understand a little bit_1

Chapter 711: 710. Only understand a little bit_1 Chapter 711: 710. Only understand a little bit_1 Hearing Joester’s words, Shia slightly furrowed her brows.

Imprisoning gods?

It didn’t sound like a simple matter.

More importantly, how could doing so support the structure of the Magic Network?

“How would this be done?”

Cui Siter was the first to ask this question.

“First, we have to understand one thing, knowledge is pollution, no matter how small the knowledge, no matter how many lives it can save, it is a form of pollution.”

Joester looked at Cui Siter.

“And our knowledge comes from ancient Divine Beings who possess a vast amount of knowledge, so we can infer that the Divine Beings contain massive amounts of pollution. Suffering from pollution will result in the loss of sanity, gradually verging on madness, even gods are not exempt.”

Hearing what Joester had said, Shia wanted to say something, but in the end, she did not speak.

Initially, when she heard about Joester’s desire to spread knowledge, to teach Common people magic, and that it was her quick learning of a large number of spells that had led to her life nearing its end, she thought Joester was just a fool who was greedy for knowledge and rashly ignorant.

But after seeing his research notes on the Demonic Tide and Demonic Beasts, and after having talked so much with Joester, Shia realized that he was not unaware of the consequences of his actions.

This young mage just wanted to gain more knowledge faster, to find a solution to the Demonic Tide more quickly.

He had chosen it himself.

“So, those gods, who created this world, who created us and those Demonic Beasts, have already fallen into madness. They won’t respond to our prayers, because they have long lost their sanity.”

Joester said.

“Thus, the amount of pollution they can withstand is unlimited. If we can find some insane Divine Beings and bind them, imprison them, and entrust the pollution within the Magic Network to their bodies, then people who come into contact with the Magic Network can acquire knowledge without suffering from pollution.”

He paused to think, then shook his head.

“No, knowledge itself generates pollution too; it’s impossible to keep it that way forever, we can only let this knowledge temporarily reside in human minds, and after a period of time, it must be taken away to prevent contamination… A three-way handshake, is that why a contract must be signed?”

As if realizing something, Joester looked at Shia.

“In your time, was the use of all magic through the Magic Network?”

“Yes.”

Shia hesitated and nodded.

“That’s it then.”

Joester pushed aside the bottles and jars on the table, took out a piece of paper from the shelf, and began to write and draw something on it.

Shia leaned in to find that it was some text and Arrays that seemed somewhat familiar to her.

“While providing magic, the Magic Network also restricts its use, protecting the Spellcasters from being polluted by prolonged exposure to knowledge, and also preventing the misuse of magic from summoning Evil Gods from other worlds. This can’t be accomplished with just a network structure; there must be one, or several managers. But how is that possible…”

Joester’s handwriting became messy; he felt his thoughts hit a roadblock.

“These managers are equivalent to Divine Beings yet retain their sanity and are not polluted, which couldn’t be achieved within the structure of the Magic Network; the Magic Network would treat every node the same, exposing each to the same pollution…”

He was still pondering when a noise came from the door.

Lu Ban and Stone had returned.

Smelling the stench of boiled excrement in the room, Stone’s face turned pale, and he immediately ran out to vomit.

Lu Ban, however, didn’t react much; he approached Joester and looked at what he was writing.

“What’s this?”

Lu Ban asked.

“We’re discussing the Magic Network.”

Shia explained, feeling that Lu Ban probably didn’t understand the principles involved and didn’t go into details.

“Right, speaking of that, I looked it up later and found that the structure of the Magic Network is somewhat similar to the network in my world.”

Lu Ban said.

“!”

Upon hearing Lu Ban’s words, Joester suddenly looked up at him.

“What did you say? Is there something similar in your world?”

“It’s quite different really, and I can’t explain it in a short time. How about I find a player to explain it to you guys?”

Lu Ban said, and he had Stone wait outside for a moment, to check if anyone had come online and to call back a player he had notified earlier.

This player was an UP host of science communication, named Only Knows a Bit.

When Stone found him, Only Knows a Bit was checking the growth of plants in a field.

Although he wasn’t an agriculturalist, his experience as a science communication host over the past few years had made it a habit to record things he hadn’t seen before.

Some science communication hosts were constantly asked by people tagging them what kind of flowers, plants, birds, and insects they saw, causing quite a buzz. But most of the time, Only Knows a Bit was tagged with questions about what to do when they couldn’t access the internet.

It’s probably because his most viewed video was discussing 5G, but even after talking about it for so long, it only got two hundred thousand views, far less than some college students who could casually recite a few lines and rack up tens of millions of plays, becoming popular hosts, and now they could earn millions just by accepting some ads to make a special effects video.

Only Knows a Bit was just an ordinary person who loved science. He graduated from a common university and wasn’t a professional in the field but was slightly skilled at explaining complex knowledge in a visual manner.

He first discovered this skill while explaining complex variables to a female classmate.

Of course, after the girl passed her make-up exam, she never spoke to Only Knows a Bit again, and that’s another sad story.

So, when Stone found him this time, he was completely confused.

I’m just a small-time science communication host; how did I get directly summoned to see the Baron by an NPC? Is there some kind of mistake?

Of course, enduring the envious gazes of other players who had logged on one after another, he also felt quite proud.

He was about to recite a couple of lines of poetry on the spot.

Fortunately, the instinct to survive stopped Only Knows a Bit from reciting them, and he followed Stone back to the town and into the Baron’s Mansion, where he smelled a potent shit-like stench.

He threw up.

After retching for over ten minutes, Only Knows a Bit finally started to recover.

He looked around at everyone in the room—Shia and the others were all well-known NPCs, and there was Lu Ban, unsure if he was the actual person or an NPC.

“Come over here.”

Lu Ban cajoled, beckoning Only Knows a Bit into the laboratory.

The player saw a thin young man with a piece of paper spread out in front of him, covered in writing and drawings.

“You come and explain to Mr. Joester the structure and logic of computer networks.”

Lu Ban pushed Only Knows a Bit in front of Joester.

“Ah?”

Only Knows a Bit never imagined he’d have to do his actual job in the game.