Chapter 864
But those who are born with divine strength and are naturally strong can lift one hundred fifty, one hundred eighty, or even two hundred, three hundred!
Just like you now, both are at the second-rank limit, but some people's physique is three, four, or five times yours, and their magic power is ten or twenty times yours!
This...
is called talent!"
He looked around calmly and said indifferently: "And one of the basic benefits of our Chaldea is to give you a chance, a chance to obtain a possibility of yourself, the most perfect self, capable of rebelling against heaven and rewriting fate.
To narrow the gap with true geniuses as much as possible."
It was quiet.
Even Asuka, who was close to him, instantly quieted down.
The more people work hard, the more they can feel that limit, the gap called talent.
Reaching the limit, your limit is one, others' limit is five, is ten, how to compare?
But this kind of innate thing, this destined thing, can actually change?
And... what does the possibility of a perfect self mean?
466. Earthlings: So in the eyes of monsters, just how terrifying is Brother Shu!!!"
Not just those present.
At this moment, billions of people spread across the world behind the livestream were also quiet, and many people's heads were blank at this moment.
How important talent is, what kind of concept it is.
No one knows better than this Earth that has entered a new era of magecraft.
As everyone knows, magecraft's reliance on resources is not high; it can be said to be one of the most fair systems among the many worlds they know so far.
This is the fundamental reason for the reshuffling of the power structure of many countries today and the class leap of countless grassroots people.
So the question arises.
Resources are not very useful, so what do they rely on?
The answer is obvious: it is talent.
It can be a large number of innate magic circuits, high quality, or strong innate spiritual power, or strong sensibility, or strong learning ability, or high wisdom, or even the ability to innovate new magecraft.
Even high-speed spellcasting is fine; your magecraft being faster than others is also a talent.
This kind of innate gap might not make people as jealous and produce negative emotions as the children of the rich and the children of officials.
But it is the most desperate and the most powerless.
Around most people, there are always a few geniuses who are clearly acquaintances and friends with them, at the same level of the bottom of society.
As a result, relying on the talent of magecraft, relying on what seems like the blink of an eye, they stand above the clouds, enjoying everything they dream of.
Yes.
They can't be jealous.
It's innate, there's no way, so, what if all this can be changed now?
What if they could also become geniuses, become the people they envied in the past?
At this moment.
Everyone's breathing became heavy, staring at the screen, their breathing stalled.
Even some noble-status, son-of-so-and-so wealthy heirs, and even their own fathers and mothers, those truly high-ranking big shots,
In fact, they are the ones who are most anxious, most eager in their hearts, and most desperate to change the status quo.
Damn it.
Why can those mud-legged people advance by leaps and bounds, while they stumble when practicing magecraft?
Those lowly bottom-feeders have all stepped into the fourth rank and can live for three hundred or even a thousand years, while they still can't enter the third rank even if they die?
Many can't even reach the second rank.
Even those mud-legged people have jumped to master the force that even they are wary of, and they don't even dare to show them a cold face, having to stick their hot faces to cold buttocks to serve them.
How can these wealthy people who are used to enjoying the power of life and death and acting recklessly bear it?
Their eyes are red with jealousy, and they don't know how many expensive antiques and treasures they have smashed.
But it's useless.
The magecraft system is like a lock put on by people; relying purely on resources simply cannot break through the bottleneck of major ranks.
And trying other systems?
How many systems can live forever?
That white-haired guy named Kakashi who was in the limelight before, and that old man named Jiraiya, their systems are strong enough, right?
One ninjutsu down, comparable to a fuel-air bomb.
And the result?
They are already fourth-rank, and their lifespan hasn't increased at all.
No, in fact, looking at the blood samples they secretly obtained, it even caused their lifespan to be much shorter than ordinary people.
Even the Ninja World immortals who stepped into the upper fifth rank.
They are old and decrepit by the age of eighty, having to rely on some means (such as the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path) to prolong their lives, and at most they will still die of old age in their early nineties.
It's not as good as they were before, at least living to nearly a hundred was no problem.
And the magecraft system, at the first-rank limit, can live to the limit of human lifespan, which is one hundred and fifty years old.
Reaching the second rank breaks the limit of mortals, and the lifespan can reach two hundred to three hundred, which can be called the lifespan of a dynasty, capable of watching the rise and fall of a dynasty.
And what is the level of a fourth-rank mage who is at the same level as that white-haired old man named Jiraiya?
A thousand years of lifespan!
Oh my goodness.
They can't even dream of what it's like to live for more than a thousand years.
And the result?
Just because of mere innate talent, it blocked their ladder of promotion.
They have to gradually age, and eventually die, only able to live for another hundred years, or even a few decades.
They can only lie in their coffins and watch one after another of the youthful mud-legged people surpass them.
Hate.
They won't be able to rest in peace even as ghosts!
And now...
Can all this be changed?!!!
At this moment, these old men who used to make the planet shake three times when they stomped their feet had their breathing quickened, their eyes red, staring at the screen.
"What do you think talent is?"
On site.
Luo Shu said indifferently: "Talent is something everyone has more or less, but only by surpassing ordinary people can you be called a talent.
Running faster than ordinary people, learning faster than ordinary people, and even having more strength than ordinary people, these are all talents."
The conversation turned.
He chuckled: "Of course, what you are looking forward to is not these; what you want should be talent regarding magecraft, right?"
Kitahara Iori nodded subconsciously.
Although he is also a genius in the eyes of others, he is super annoyed by that guy Kouhei, because of the face that is smug every time he is one step ahead of him.
The heavy breathing of others is also self-evident.
Clearly it was the same hellish training, clearly they were all exposed to magecraft together, but among the formal members present, and among the peripheral members, a distance was quietly opened up in seven days.
And it looks like this distance will become larger and larger, more and more desperate.
But facing everyone's gaze, Luo Shu shook his head gently: "But the ability to let you obtain a talent, even I don't have it.
Magecraft is the power derived from you, this person, this will, possessing the imprint of your life will, and it is exclusive.
Wanting to transplant the will characteristics of others is simply not possible.
But clearly, everyone is unique, and in the vast world, it is difficult to find two identical flowers."
As everyone's hearts sank, Luo Shu's conversation turned: "But what if it's a different world, or a different world line?"
He chuckled, implying: "Outside this world, there exist many different universe structures..."
Some are crystal wall systems, some are small worlds, large worlds, Great Thousand Worlds, the origin world presents a pyramid structure of promotion, and some universe structures are sliced, dividing a world into countless parallel worlds with different developments, which brings endless possibilities.
As long as the base is large enough, there is always a you who becomes a god, becomes a saint, and becomes the master of the world.
End of Chapter
