Ronald sorted through everything he had experienced in his mind.
The path of the sun, the flight over the sea encountering the city on the other side of the continent, and the changes in the star tracks last night...
All the information came together.
In Ronald’s mind, a bold and outrageous hypothesis began to emerge.
Based on the knowledge acquired from his experiences, Ronald knew that in this world, the mere existence of information could change the nature of the world, a concept especially prominent in the manifestation of spellcasting abilities.
Speaking of this, one could not help but think of the "Distortion of the World."
That thing, whose truth had been twisted by predecessors, had proven the fact that the information disseminated among people could affect the world’s structure.
—So, was there a possibility?
After the man-made deities returned to this world with a host of wizards.
Catherine, located in the "Infinite Negative Domain," had made some very important changes to that unfamiliar world.
Consequently, under the influence of these dual forces.
The outer world where Ronald and his companions were now, had finally undergone some sort of structural change, and it might already have affected the shape of the world beneath their feet?
Thinking in this direction, more coherent thoughts emerged one by one.
Take, for instance, the S-shaped trajectory of the sun.
In reality, if the surface of a planet were unfolded into a plane, then a straight line at a certain angle around the globe would become a constantly bending curve—a geometric phenomenon well-known in the field.
If one were to delve further...
At this moment, an even more incredible result than the act of crossing itself slowly surfaced in Ronald’s mind.
What if... what if the spatial structure of this world.
Had unfolded into a Mobius strip-like single-sided structure?
Bent and connected together, such geological changes would become explainable. Even the changes in the starry sky’s trajectory and the sun’s path could be understood as aftereffects of being stretched out like a screen!
"Sir... what’s wrong with you?"
Ronald was immersed in his own thoughts.
And the little boy he had just rescued from danger finally couldn’t hold back and spoke up.
"Is there something wrong with my answer?"
"I can swear on the great god Bolnamo that everything I just said was true."
Ronald immediately snapped back to reality.
He gave the boy an apologetic look and then continued,
"It’s nothing, I just remembered something."
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Hearing Ronald’s explanation, the boy still looked somewhat uneasy,
"Sir, are you really okay?"
Ronald smiled and patted the boy’s head,
"Don’t worry, remember how I just saved you."
With that reminder, the boy broke free from the mindset of the conversation.
He thought about how Ronald had just knocked down the villains with a few punches and kicks, then looked down at his own frail arms and legs.
Finally, he bowed to Ronald in thanks.
He immediately turned and ran into the city with quick steps.
The city was indeed not very safe now, and considering the practical problems, it was better for a child like him to hurry home.
Elsewhere, Ronald watched the boy leave before turning to go.
With the convenience of the power of ’Fury’ for investigation, Ronald was acutely aware of the current state of the city. Acts of violence as an outlet for emotions were playing out almost constantly.
If he happened to come across such situations, Ronald wouldn’t hesitate to lend a hand.
As for immediately calming down the city...
That would not be appropriate.
Leaving the main body of the city, Ronald took one last look at the city.
Then he muttered a spell under his breath, and immediately flew off into the distance under the influence of the spell.
Having stayed in Sekloro for a few hours, Ronald was now flying over the sea again, and he paid special attention to the speed of his flight as he departed.
— The speed had not changed at all from when he had arrived.
At least during this time, the casting conditions of this world had not continued to change.
Gradually moving away from the continent.
The first thing Ronald did upon taking off this time was to proceed straight back.
After flying for a while, the land where Pulvikt Tower was located once again came into Ronald’s view.
"So it really is ..."
Ronald whispered to himself, not continuing forward to land.
In fact, it was enough to get to this point.
The appearance of Pulvikt Tower at the edge of his vision confirmed something.
Ronald’s successful flight to Sekloro was not the result of an accidental spatial displacement but an issue with the spatial structure of this world.
Otherwise, according to the normal geographical positions marked on the map, Ronald would never have encountered what happened today.
Hovering a few kilometers away from the land in the air, Ronald looked down slightly, beginning to construct a preliminary map in his mind.
This map was not the original world map.
Instead, it was based on a manifold approach to unfold the map and then mark the trajectory of the sun on it.
Analyzing the specific problem in detail.
If the old ways of navigation were not usable, what about making appropriate changes?
If the changes to this world match the speculation, then it should be possible to find a way by adjusting according to the trajectory unfolded from the map.
— The sun in the sky.
Could still serve as a guide for moving forward.
Ronald’s computational ability could only be considered average, and his knowledge of geometry wasn’t too good either.
So he braced himself and simulated for quite some time.
He finally came up with a potentially useful route.
Adjusting constantly with the trajectory of the sun should be error-free—probably?
"If there’s a next time, I’ll definitely pay attention in class..."
He murmured to himself quietly.
Ronald left his original position.
This time his flight was not a simple rush towards the destination. Ronald had to constantly adjust his direction according to the twisted trajectory of the sun in the sky every time he flew a certain distance, in order to ensure that he did not deviate from his general direction.
Only the sky above for company.
Everything below was nothing but the ocean.
The unchanging, monotonous scenery persisted around him, and observing the position of the sun was dazzling.
It took several days .
It was unknown whether it was divine protection or Ronald’s speculation was extremely accurate that led to this.
At the end of the calculated journey.
Ronald saw an island—or rather, the ruins of an island.
A few days ago, Ronald and Bapulor had returned to this world here; a few months before, Ronald had repelled the artificial deity—the catalyst that had triggered everything during the Sprinst Typhoon—at this very island.
— In fact, Ronald’s guess was simple.
These changes in space had occurred before the anomalies appeared in the air, and his and Bapulor’s being at cross purposes was actually due to these initial changes, and the so-called spatial displacement point was just a misunderstanding.
However, at this moment, seeing the destination that he had imagined appear before his eyes.
His own speculation was also verified.
Yet Ronald’s countenance did not look very good.
Because in the shattered center of the island, the gas cloud that was originally used to escape the "Infinite Negative Number Territory" had now completely vanished without a trace!