Drug-Eating Genius Mage
Chapter 395

Ma’an Sang-dong (2)

Ugh!!

A majestic resonant sound like dozens of harps resonating together.

Standing in the space where the unique melody hovered, Lenok slightly frowned.

“The noise between the floors is considerable.”

[Be patient.]

Oliviera responded in a calm tone, beckoning, and in response, a magnificent gateway turned upside down at the end of the floor appeared.

Koo Goo Goo!!

She nodded in front of the strange gateway that looked like it was upside down, and the veil swayed faintly in line with her movement.

Clap!!

Inside the gateway that turned inside out and opened, what was visible was a long, low-sloping corridor.

The quiet scenery with colorful rugs and picture frames with obscure paintings is impressive.

Oliviera said as they walked down the hallway where the warm air drifted.

[It’s the first time in ten years that I’ve had an outsider join my lab. You will know it as glory.]

“To the glory?”

Immediately after Lennox showed her his magic eye, Oliviera left the bar without a word.

Near the basement of a huge factory facility located in the basement of the street behind the cartel’s headquarters.

In the meantime, Oliviera had been taking Lennok to her secret laboratory, which she had hidden for decades.

“The location is very different from the president’s office I visited before.”

said Lennok, who followed her down the aisle.

A huge hallway hanging inside the gateway. The overturned gateway reappeared at the end. Again, the scenery of the corridor spread out in it.

You can only feel the fact that you are endlessly going down underground between the mirror-like repeated landscapes.

[This is a place used only when public affairs are needed. I try not to pay attention to the cartel’s affairs as much as possible, but it’s not like you don’t have troublesome questions.]

Oliviera responded casually and raised her magic power.

[Sometimes things happen that the president’s name alone isn’t enough.]

Deeddeudedeuk!!

At the same time as Oliviera stood at the end of the last gateway, the corridor they passed through began to bend and form a huge circular loop.

At the same time as the head and tail of the elongated hallway meet to draw a ring, the ring of the diagonally connected hallway rotates like a screw.

As it is, it rotates and sinks hundreds of meters underground.

Lennok faintly exclaimed in admiration at the unique way of entering.

“All the gateways and corridors we have passed so far were the means to get to the lab. Do high-ranking magicians tend to hide their laboratories like this?”

[…] … What a strange question. Are you saying you’re just giving away your work?]

“It’s not like that… … .”

Shouldn’t the chairman of the cartel be able to use the space in various ways and protect his laboratory?

Lennok didn’t show off his research and work casually, but he wasn’t as well off as she was to hide everything so thoroughly.

Instead of bothering to explain the situation to her, he turns the topic towards the thorough security facility that can be seen.

“It’s hard to believe that he built a facility of this size by himself.”

The clear and powerful barrier that you can feel every time you descend tens of meters below the ground.

Even Lennok, who had directly inherited Jindun’s barrier art, could clearly recognize its nobility.

Needless to say how hard she was trying to keep this place secure.

Leaning against the wall in the hallway, rubbing his ears that were weighed down by the difference in altitude, Lenok muttered.

“It is worth knowing how much wealth the chairman of the cartel has. Did you buy the entire street in one district and make it private?”

[You have to create a forest to hide a tree. I just faithfully kept the law of scale.]

“Really?”

Lennok glanced up, met Oliviera’s gaze, and smiled.

“If you put it that way, the cartel is probably the most extensive forest you have.”

[…] … .]

The reason why she, who doesn’t seem to have much interest in running the city anymore, remains the head of this huge organization.

What kind of tree did she hide in the forest called Cartel, so she is still fulfilling her duties as the president?

Both Lennox and Olivier knew they were both thinking the same thing, but they said nothing more.

Showing this laboratory now itself is a great reward for Oliviera and allowing Lennox to be generous.

It was not a very wise choice to strike a candle here just to reveal a secret.

thud!!

[You have arrived. Going down.]

“I feel like I’ve come down almost thousands of meters. If the laboratory was set up in a place like this, it would be annoying to go outside… … .”

As soon as he stepped out of the wide open gateway, Lennok stopped talking.

The inside of a huge crystalline lens that is likely to be hundreds of meters in radius.

A huge book that occupies almost half of it is wide open and replaces the ground inside the lens.

On top of a huge book hundreds of times the size of an ordinary human being, countless animals and plants that live and move on the ground made of paper.

Various creatures are playing in the small garden created on the page.

While Lennok stopped for words at the sight beyond common sense, [

This

is an environment created randomly to preserve the specimen in its entirety.]

[Unlike the initial composition, I pasted this and that, but it was unavoidable to satisfy security and performance at the same time.]

“Did you build an artificial garden deep underground like this… … It must be a very unique way.”

Lennox couldn’t hide his admiration at hearing her, but Oliviera walked away without even hearing his reply.

[There is nothing to see here. Go next.]

“Next?”

In the middle of a huge book. Standing on the inside of the joint where both pages fold, Oliviera gestures, and the entire page of the book turns to the side with the two at the center.

Palak!!

At the same time, the scenery of the meadow around the two disappeared as if it had been washed away, revealing a completely different space.

Equipment left unattended after the experiment, all sorts of flasks and broken pieces of glass tubes, the appearance of an unknown specimen abandoned in between.

The ruins of a failed laboratory that collected garbage. Oliviera gestures again, and before Lennok can react, a few more pages turn to reveal a different landscape.

A snowy field A mountain of scrap metal with piles of pipes A warehouse full of carcasses of animals that have already died.

Each time a page is turned, the entire space realized on it is switched, changing the landscape of the laboratory.

Only then did Lennok, who understood how Oliviera’s laboratory worked, burst into faint admiration.

“Are you remembering the space itself as a bookmark, assigning it to a page and loading it… … It’s sophisticated enough to feel surreal.”

After arbitrarily limiting the space through a circular lens, different spaces are allocated to each page based on the shape of a huge book.

It is a method of realizing a different environment by switching between different spaces by turning over the bookmarks.

“If a wizard of the highest order puts so much effort into one spatial coordinate for such a long time, it would be possible to obtain a sense of heterogeneity comparable to that of the realm.”

[Oh, did you notice it already?]

Although the scale and level are different, it is not much different from other magicians’ domains of magnetism or Jindun’s Hanghasasa Labyrinth.

Oliviera Lone Maze was melting her imagery and grudges intact in this vast laboratory.

[This space is like a newly created second magnetic field for me. For magicians, the task of building their own laboratory. It is that the space itself is isolated by projecting imagery to

the limit in the act of sincerity even without intention.”

[It was inevitable to experience various environments in a limited space. Ah, this is it.]

Ugh!!

As the next page turns, a new dark laboratory is revealed.

Artifacts and plants floating between countless experimental tables, glass pillars and unknown liquids catch the eye.

Lennok opened his mouth while looking around the interior of the laboratory.

“I heard that in the process of researching the change in the nature of magic, various by-products were made, but there is no trace of that.”

Did you say that Mad Manson’s multi-body fitter Iola’s Mystic Eye or Girard’s distorted magical properties change, who belonged to the working group, were the works of such Oliviera?

Of course, I was imagining a laboratory for research enthusiasts who conducted human experiments without hesitation, but it looked much better than I thought.

[I felt the limitations decades ago and changed the direction of my research. I realized that no matter how many living beings I sampled, it would be difficult to get the results I wanted.]

She raised a gigantic telescope-like device near the laboratory with a hand gesture and answered.

[The more superhumans start to build up the hierarchy, the more they start to transform into something different from the existing human species. I don’t know if it’s digging into the prohibition of human sacrifice, but there were many parts that didn’t match the research I was thinking of.]

“… … .”

[Stop talking nonsense, let’s go back to talking about demons. This equipment has the function of observing the human eye and recording its movement in particle units to analyze the state.]

“For something like that, it looks very… … You look unique.”

Between the lenses of the telescope, something resembling a living pupil wriggles and emits an incomprehensible scream.

[Kieek! Kiek!!]

“What kind of equipment did you catch and make? … .”

[Close your eyes and activate the magic eye.]

“… … good.”

Lennok put his eyes between the lenses of the long telescope she had lifted up and slowly activated the Mystic Eye again.

As soon as you activate the magic eye through the lens, the eyeballs begin to glow and run rampant. I can feel the waves of magical power seeping through them delicately sweeping Lennok’s eyes.

[Roughly understood.]

Oliviera, who had been lost in thought for a moment with her eyes closed and her arms crossed, nodded.

“Do you know what the problem is?”

[When did you start recognizing the fissure in the magic eye?]

“A month ago. I was aware of the cracks in my retina, but I had no choice but to continue using it for personal reasons. In the meantime, the crack spread deep and changed into this form.”

said Lennok with his dark eyes closed.

“I know that it’s not just broken, it’s a process of turning into something. The problem is that every time you activate the Mystic Eye in the process, your eyesight is declining.”

Apart from the fact that Lennok’s Mystic Eye, which visualizes the realm of possibility, works without problems, at the time of activating the Mystic Eye, the left eye has become completely invisible.

The cracks covering the retina are gradually getting deeper and narrowing the angle of view itself.

Lennok understood that this was a harbinger of change as he faced something he hadn’t seen in the labyrinth, but he didn’t know when it would end.

It is the moment when you have to choose between the fissure breaking and the magic eye transforming into a new form, or connecting the current rift and healing the magic eye.

That’s why Lennok tried to enlist the help of a mage who knew the most about demons he knew.

Among the myriad Mystic Eyes, if it is Oliviera who possesses the ‘Evil Eye of Chilchaebo’, which is considered to be the treasure that has reached the top by far, it might be able to solve the problem that happened to Lennok.

Oliviera stared at such Lennok through the veil and asked.

[How much do you know about the Mystic Eye?]

“I did personally research the data. I think I understand as well as others.”

[Then did you know that your demonic eye was designed incorrectly from the beginning?]

“… … what?”

[Bondi Mystic Eye is not a power that simply ends in the pupil and shares the ability.]

Sitting in a luxurious armchair nearby, Oliviera bit into a smoking pipe and sighed.

[A type of supernatural ability that arises when a series of magic circuits from the retina and the inner side of the optic nerve to the pituitary gland and the pineal gland are twisted. For that reason, the ability of the Mystic Eye is generally far from the ability or system that it originally possessed.] “I

know that there are many cases like that in normal manifestations of the Magic Eye.”

[However, the case of a sorcerer who has awakened a demonic eye powerful enough to devour oneself rather than a trivial power is different. Whether to use the magic eye only as an additional ability while maintaining the original magic system, or to reorganize one’s own power according to the manifested magic eye.] Which way did Oliviera Lone Maze, who possesses the magic eye of Chilchaebo, come to a conclusion

?

While Lennok was lost in that thought for a moment, she continued.

[Usually, you realize which one you are as soon as you awaken the Mystic Eye, but your case is different. As the power of the Mystic Eye grows abnormally fast and becomes equal to your hierarchy, the eyes are overloaded.]

“… … .”

[Originally, it should have been eaten by the grown demonic eye before you even thought about it, but the fact that it ended with an overload of the eye itself is proof that you have perfect control over the power of the demonic eye.] Oliviera laughed as smoke leaked through the veil

. .

[It’s rare for a demon’s eye to grow to the point where it’s comparable to its owner’s, but it’s a strange thing that it came to this state without being eaten there. Considering that an Outer-Eye Awakener with only one Mystic Eye is more fragile than a Dual-Eye Awakener, it must be possible only if the possessor’s own skills follow suit. It’s the first time I’ve seen a case like this myself.]

“Um… … .”

[When exactly did you awaken the Mystic Eye? Can you tell me when you realized the ability or specific power of the Mystic Eye?] Perhaps

because they were talking about common interests, Oliviera started asking questions about Lennok’s Mystic Eye with a much different attitude than before.

Lennok agrees that some degree of disclosure is necessary to solve the problem.

“It was a few years ago that I awakened my demonic eye. After contemplating the magic flow of the possessor whose left eye only turned into a demonic eye by chance, I was able to follow it, albeit similarly.”

[…] … Did you mean that you did not awaken the Mystic Eye, but stole the flow of another holder and opened it?]

“There is a woman named Iola among the cartel’s manager-level personnel. To be precise, I copied her magical flow.”

[Iola… … ? Did

that child imitate the awakened Mystic Eye and grow it this far?

“At first, like her, it was just meddling with the flow of magical power. It seemed to be moderately helpful between battles, so I used it and realized how to use it in a slightly different way.”

The ability of the Mystic Eye to visualize the realm of possibility must be so powerful that it is difficult to guess its potential even if the words seem simple.

Most of all, since the ability of the demonic eye itself acts like a mirror that reflects Lennok’s image as it is, he could be rash and give a clue to Oliviera.

Between collaboration and vigilance, Lennok needed to moderate his relationship with her.

“Looks like Chairman, you seem to be aware of the cause and solution of this problem, but by exchanging information about it, Ayun’s work will be finished. Can you understand?”

[…] … For a young wizard, it’s a really self-indulgent statement, but it’s good. You made it easy for me to deal with the troublesome thing, so I’ll answer you.]

Olivier replied.

[The crack in your retina is an impurity caused by not being able to handle the output of the Mystic Eye itself. To solve this, it is most efficient to divert the excessive output itself to another place.

]

[If you don’t intend to adjust the magic system itself to suit your mind. The story would have been very different if you were in a situation where you couldn’t control the magic eye itself, but you seem to be controlling your powers so thoroughly that it’s strange, so there’s no need to do that. Among them, the best way is… … .]

As she got up from her seat, she snapped her fingers, and as if she had waited, a huge hologram appeared in the middle of the vast laboratory.

[Awakening the Mystic Eyes in the other pupils and sharing the output of the Mystic Eyes themselves.]

The Medicine-Eating Genius Wizard