The Wizard's Biological Chip Can Process Everything-Chapter 39: Magical literacy.2
As soon as I watched the hologram recite a complete phrase from the magical alphabet, something strange began to happen.
First, small drops of blood dripped from the digital replica’s nose, and soon after, the air around the hologram vibrated and shimmered.
Its eyes, once bright and lively, turned completely white, as if all the energy had been drained.
Then, without any warning, it fell backward, lifeless.
How absurd...
How is it possible that simple words can create effects in reality?
Looking at the glowing particles around me, I searched for answers within the knowledge I had already accumulated, but everything seemed insufficient.
According to what the book explains, these magical words create effects in the physical world, but why?
Why these words and not others?
What is the principle that makes this possible?
Frustrated, I decided to turn to my virtual laboratory.
—Virtual laboratory, generate a complete report on the experiment caused by the hologram.
["Beep!"]
["Comparing energy expenditure..."]
["Applying mathematical calculations..."]
["Beep!"]
A response finally appeared.
["PsychoMagical Analysis Report"]
["Mental Drain via Word Pronunciation"]
["Report ID: PSYMAG/PHYSX4"]
["Responsible AI"]
["Virtual Laboratory"]
["Initial analysis confirmed the theory that words pronounced with precision produce direct cognitive drainage in the host, affecting their mental and psychic capacities."]
["This phenomenon, named ’Psychoquantum Effusion’ by the mage author of the magical alphabet book, demonstrates that the user’s mental energy is channeled to generate physical distortions in the environment."]
["The rate of mental drain is proportional to the complexity and strength of the invoked word."]
["Simple words such as ’Fire’ or ’Water’ generate moderate drain, while higher-level invocation phrases such as ’firo. firel. fire, burn at my command’ or ’Arrogant light, illuminate the darkness’ can exhaust cognitive reserves almost instantly."]
["Correct pronunciation activates a neuroquantum process that converts the host’s intentional thought into a vector of magical energy."]
["This is mediated by a mental interaction between the brain’s cognitive areas and quantum energy fields, with a direct cost to synaptic energy."]
["The host begins to experience loss of cognitive clarity after approximately 1 to 3 high-complexity words."]
["The mental energy used to stabilize the spell enters a collapse state, generating symptoms such as dizziness, disturbances in time perception, and motor difficulties."]
["In exchange for the drained mental energy, the physical environment around the host can be distorted in ways that violate the laws of physics."]
["These distortions, although seemingly not following known physical laws, are controlled by the host’s level of mental exhaustion. The more exhausted the host becomes, the weaker the effect."]
["End of Report"]
I stared at the message floating in the digital void, feeling a mixture of fascination and discomfort.
Damn... This makes no sense, I sighed, crossing my arms again.
I rested my fingers on my chin, reflecting.
Well... if you think about it, casting magic through your hands or talking to elementals also doesn’t make sense. But this...
I thought for a moment about the concept of mental energy.
In my previous world, it was something that could be understood in practice, within the laws of biology and physics.
Electrical signals between neurons, neurotransmitters like dopamine and serotonin, chemical reactions...
All of that produced the ability to think, decide, and even create.
The energy came from the nutrients the body consumed—simple as that.
But here, in this world, that mental energy violated everything I understood as real.
Suddenly, the effort of thinking itself could distort reality.
As if the mind had become a catalyst for ignoring the rules of the universe.
It was so out of context that it made me dizzy.
I looked at the glowing particles still floating in the digital void, trying to understand what they meant.
I didn’t have a definitive answer, but one thing was clear.
My old logic wouldn’t help me fully understand this world.
I needed to learn to balance what I knew with what this new world could teach me.
Well, the science I know may not explain everything here, but at least it gives me a foundation.
I will find the balance between these two realities, no matter the cost.
I took a deep breath and gave another command.
—Reactivate the hologram and, this time, adjust the process to limit mental energy expenditure.
—Create other holograms and run trial and error, learning from the mistakes.
—I want the most efficient way to speak magical words with minimal energy cost.
["Order accepted!"]
Immediately, the digital void in which I floated filled with light and movement.
["Beep!"]
A series of holograms appeared around me, each beginning to practice the magical alphabet, repeating words and syllables, trying to find the most effective way to pronounce them.
After a few minutes, the holograms collided with each other; some began to suffer the effects of the process—their bodies disintegrated, their minds drained, pronunciation failures physically reflecting in their digital "existences." But even amid all the chaos, each failure, each mistake, brought a small advancement. Efficiency rates began to rise.
["Total efficiency gained: 1%"]
The attempts continued, more holograms appearing, more bodies disintegrating.
Each failure was observed and recorded by my laboratory, learning and adjusting parameters in real time.
["Total efficiency gained: 2%"]
["Total efficiency gained: 3%"]
["Total efficiency gained: 4%"]
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The holograms were now more stable, capable of executing more precise movements, until, after many trials and errors, the efficiency rate finally stopped.
["Task completed!"]
["Total efficiency acquired: 72%"]
As the holograms disappeared one by one, a deep silence took over the digital environment.
I looked around; the void had now dissipated.
It was time to evaluate what had happened.
—Generate a report! I ordered authoritatively, my voice echoing through the emptiness as the last particles vanished.
The laboratory responded quickly.
["Beep!"]
["Linguistic Optimization Report: Magical Pronunciation"]
["Report ID: PRONMAG/ALGO72"]
["Responsible AI"]
["Virtual Laboratory"]
["The analysis and optimization of efficiency in the pronunciation of magical words reached an accuracy rate of 72%. This index represents an improvement of 9,900% compared to the initial calibration cycle (1%)."]
["During the tests, it was observed that the error rate began to stabilize due to inconsistencies in magical phonetics in high ritual complexity situations."]
["The 72% efficiency barrier occurs due to the absence of numerical precision markers in intonation."]
["Current magical words rely only on vocal intonations and melodic rhythm. This approach creates a margin of linguistic ambiguity in the transfer of mental energy."]
["The inclusion of rhythmic numbers and sequential counting patterns within the verbal flow could drastically reduce the phonetic error rate, allowing perfect synchronization between intention and magical execution."]
["End of Report"]
I smiled to myself, a subtle yet somehow satisfied smile.
Of course, I had just extracted information from the alphabet.
I reflected a bit more on what I had just learned, but without wasting much time, I issued a mental command.
—Save the acquired information in the folder I created earlier and close the virtual laboratory.
["Saving and shutting down..."]
Within seconds, the digital environment disappeared, and I found myself back in reality, still sitting in the chair in my room.
The two books were there, resting on the table, as if waiting to be unraveled once again.
I didn’t waste time.
Without hesitation, I opened the blue-covered book, its black letters trembling slightly, and issued another mental command.
—Extract information from this book.
The laboratory’s light shot from my eyes toward the book’s pages. The words there were not like those of the magical alphabet.
They were not letter symbols, but numbers. 1, 2, 3, up to 10, with infinite combinations possible within those first ten units.
Numbers that, depending on their combination, could form values so vast and complex that, in some cases, they could not even be pronounced.
Each number had its own magical properties and representations.
["Information successfully extracted!"]
Now, I had more information at my disposal.
Although, at the same time, my mind was restless with the amount of data I still needed to process and understand.
But it wasn’t time to get lost in details.
There was something more important to reflect on.
I’m sure that if I speak this language fluently and without problems tomorrow, I will definitely attract people’s attention.
And that’s not something I want right now.
The idea of being noticed and becoming a target of interest, whether positive or negative, did not please me.
I had to be careful.
I wanted people to see me as someone ordinary.
Not so talented as to attract the attention of dangerous people who might feel threatened by me, but not so bad that I would be disregarded either.
But at the same time, I couldn’t stop thinking about Miguel.
It would be funny to see his reaction if he saw me speaking and reading magically on my very first day here at the tower.
Too bad that won’t happen.
—Reactivate the virtual laboratory again!
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