CH595

Slipping off early the next day, Ben’s first stop was to his research center, expecting to be alone when he got there but getting the surprise of seeing someone else so early in the morning.

“Kufno, what the heck are you doing here this hour?”

“Ah Ben,” His employee greeted. “I’ve just been organizing some of our records, if I’d known you were going to be showing up today I would have tried to get them touched up days ago.”

“You really don’t need to worry too much about it, I don’t expect you or anyone else to put in more than the agreed hours.”

“I’m simply an early riser who enjoys an interesting problem,” The man shrugged. “And there aren’t any more interesting around than this.”

“True enough, just don’t feel obligated to do anything extra you don’t need to, I’ll feel like a slave driver.”

“Ha, I’ll keep that in mind. So may I show you to our newest records then?”

“Ah, in a second, that’s only half the reason I’m here.”

Expending a fair chunk of his power, Ben materialized multiple books, all filled with information on the sections he believed were solved before placing them on the table to the side.

“The gods and I believe we have a pretty decent grasp on a couple portions of the spell, we’d just need them to be tested a bit. Along with the background knowledge I’ve outlined a few experiments to be run to test against some of the assumptions we have in there so if you and your team could read through those and run them when you get the chance I’d appreciate it. If it works then we’re about to have a giant leap forward in progress.”

“In that case, I’ll make reading the priority for the next two days and we’ll move onto experimentation once everyone at least has the background information.”

“You’re the best. So with that out of the way I’ll get my reading done quick and get out of your hair.”

He went to the shelves of documents from there, raising swaths of them into the air and letting pages flutter past his eyes as he took in the available information, already seeing areas that would either verify or else hint towards the accuracy of some of the predictions he’d already made, acting as more points of data that whatever was happening within the recesses of his subconscious was at least managing to be helpful.

Even if it would be cool if the fundamental way I think didn’t keep changing with every little thing.

There was no god around to comment on the idea that staring through the universe to the chaos beyond was just some little thing and with the only noises in his head being his swarm of thoughts, he bid his goodbyes to Kufno, off to see if he could get some answers to the new, strange feature of his status.

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