It\'s never easy for any wizard to compile spells, let alone an apprentice. There\'s no way to start.

Also, what Loren needs to complete is not a magic spell, not even magic. His goal is only to maintain some unstable void energy for a short time, at least in the shape of a "sword".

According to Isaac\'s calculation, if everything goes well, the so-called "lightsaber" can last for a few seconds at a time, and then it will certainly disappear. And because it has the characteristics of a magic spell, every use consumes Loren\'s own spiritual power. The more times it is used, the heavier the burden will be.

Void, this is the key word that Loren really cares about - although this weapon sounds like an energy weapon maintained by its own "power supply", what really makes it work is the power of void.

Loren, sitting in the corner of the library, constantly searching for information in various documents, kept thinking about what he had experienced during this period of time.

The reason why this world is different from the world where they were before is not only because of the existence of emptiness, but also because the people\'s spirit and material in this world are separated binary existence. Their consciousness can not only exist in the real world, but also let their spirit enter another level after their body enters the dormant state.

Even now, Loren can\'t really understand what void is.

This is not an energy, but it can have an impact on reality, so that there will be mutant monsters, alchemy compounds and magic. It can even affect people\'s consciousness and make things completely contrary to common sense true.

It exists because it does not exist, but it is so accessible to wizards; While tempting everyone who yearns for this power, it also makes all those who pursue it fear from the bottom of their heart.

In a strict sense, Loren has experienced emptiness twice - the first time is in the cellar, and the guy named Asriel completely distorts the whole cellar space with the power of emptiness; The second time is in the process of meditation, the spiritual palace built by yourself is, to some extent, its own "emptiness".

But in comparison, the spiritual palace is much more harmless and much simpler.

Maybe I really should find a chance to really enter the void... When I think of what Dalton said before, Loren hesitated.

He has always hated such uncertain things, but his mental load intensity is completely lower than that of a real wizard. If he really wants to be a caster in the future, I\'m afraid he doesn\'t have much choice.

But at least for now, I still have time - Loren is not in a hurry to leave vimpal college. Here, I can slowly get more knowledge and continue to understand the world until I am fully prepared.

No matter in any world or era, knowledge is power.

Of course, money is also power, but considering that the probability of bumping into the treasure is infinitely close to zero, the old knight Leonardo doesn\'t seem to have any rich relatives - otherwise he doesn\'t have to wander around. I was basically insulated from the "rich" in a short time.

Reluctantly, he sighed and held the parchment he had copied in his arms. Loren, who was already familiar with the way, turned and walked in the direction of Isaac.

When he walked behind him, Lauren noticed something wrong - according to his previous understanding of this conceited guy, even if he was alone, he would jump up and down and keep talking to himself. It\'s like there are countless spectators looking at him with adoring eyes, waiting for others\' cheers every minute.

But now Isaac Grantham seemed paralyzed, sitting motionless in front of the painted blackboard, quiet as if he had become a squirrel in a tree.

"Are you having a problem?" Lauren asked tentatively.

"No, what we have encountered is not a problem..." Isaac Grantham couldn\'t see any confidence on his face, and his face was a little dark muttering: "I, maybe I\'m too self righteous."

"Relax, you\'re just having a little trouble. We still have time." Lauren tried to comfort him, although he didn\'t believe it himself. "We\'ll find a way. You\'re a genius."

"No, you don\'t understand. I\'ve worked hard for this thing all day, but I just can\'t figure it out - it\'s a dead end! No, it\'s more terrible than a dead end. It\'s not that there\'s no way, but I can\'t find it at all. I don\'t know how to continue no matter how I think!"

The hysterical Isaac Grantham shouted directly, and his voice echoed again and again in the library, making the other apprentices look at him.

"Ayin\'s guess is probably right, but I can\'t do it. My ability limit limits the creativity of this real genius!" the collapsed Isaac\'s voice cried: "this is the fact. I\'m not as talented as I thought. I\'m just a mortal, just like those potatoes with water in my head!"

"It\'s all right, don\'t do this..." looking at the increasingly poor eyes around, the embarrassed smiling Lauren continued to comfort each other: "if you tell me what the problem is, maybe I can help you."

"I don\'t know, I don\'t know what the problem is! It was normal before this step, but now I find that I can\'t solve this at all. I\'m sorry, it\'s all my fault. I\'m too conceited and self righteous. Now I feel like I don\'t have the face to see ain!"

Don\'t let Ayn Rand know this, otherwise he can be so happy that he can smoke it directly... This is the first idea in Loren\'s heart. After a moment of hesitation, Loren patted Isaac on the shoulder: "otherwise, go back and have a rest, have a good sleep or meditate. I\'ll continue to finish what you left and see if I can find a way."

"Well, it seems that I\'m useless here." the dejected Isaac stood up and walked towards the library gate: "I\'m a useless man. Let me live and die by myself!"

Loren shook his head, sat in Isaac\'s original position, hugged his shoulder and began to sort out the contents bit by bit.

... less than four hours later, Loren was the only one left in the empty library, still sitting in his original position, holding the same posture as four hours ago.

Whether the happy time is short remains to be discussed; But for Lauren, the whole time was at a standstill.

"Well, Isaac Grantham is a mystery genius without doubt. At least he can understand what he writes... Probably?"

If Loren determined anything, it was that the design was definitely beyond the apprenticeship level from the beginning. After reading what Isaac wrote, he didn\'t know what to do - for a moment, he even felt that he was not much different from Isaac, confused and at a loss.

Some tired turned their heads to loosen their muscles and bones. Then, looking back, Loren was stunned.

Even in the state of thinking, he always maintained his previous vigilance. But I really didn\'t notice the white bearded old man who suddenly appeared behind me. Looking at the state of each other, it was obvious that he had been standing behind him for a long time!

The old man\'s eyes were very kind. He looked at Lauren as if he were looking at his nephew. There was a slight smile on his mouth under his white beard.

"You look like you\'re in trouble?"

"... yes."

Almost naturally said this sentence, and then Lauren, who woke up, immediately stood up and bowed to the old man with a smile.

"It\'s a pleasure to meet you, master Peter!"