Silent Crown Chapter 274: On the shoulders of giants (down)

Soon, the electric current stored in the "Mary" long cones ran out, and the six long cones on the brink of collapse finally stopped, were burnt to crimson red, and sneered. ∷top∷point∷small∷say, x.

Many internal mechanical springs fell apart and burned out the moment they stopped. And that ethereal and beautiful girl's singing also gradually intermittently, until the end, hoarsely disappeared without a trace.

It's like the elf lodged in it died.

And the ape ghost, there is no bones left.

Newton got up from the ground, picked and picked from the soot in his pockets, found an unfinished pouch and smiled, and Shire Shire shrewd and ignited the fire very cleverly.

He squinted his eyes, took a deep breath, and raised his head to ask: "The presentation is over, what else do you want to say?"

The audience is silent.

No one spoke.

Everything that happened here tonight has impacted their three views, faintly shook their education and common sense since they were young, and made them both have doubts about their own eyes.

"What is that?"

Someone asked startledly: "It's not alchemy equipment, not a musician... Mechanics just resonates with the ether?"

"Yes, it's like a weird phenomenon in a black zone."

Newton said faintly: "In a high-concentration ether environment, pure sound changes can cause ether changes-the loud noise when thunder strikes, the tidal sound of the ocean, the dark roar from the depths of the earth... Humans use musical notes to record those sounds, because all sounds can resonate with the ether.

Unless there is absolute ‘silence’, all sounds will have an influence on the ether-this is the ‘ether effect’.

Unfortunately, under the interference of the enchantment of the cult, the etheric reaction in the white zone is weakened to the limit, and it can only be observed with the naked eye in the black zone. "

"You mean...you release notes mechanically?"

Someone reacted and frowned: "How do you achieve guidance and control?"

"Oh. This problem, I solved it while chatting with my assistant two days ago."

Newton scratched his nostrils: "The guy said when he was bragging that he had a junior because he couldn't sense the ether. In order to release the notes, he forcibly memorized the key data and the combination process of each syllable...Listen It looks stupid, right?

So. I thought: Since people can control the ether without relying on induction, why can't machines work? Just let the ether think that someone will guide it..."

He paused for a while, hehe weirdly laughed: "Perhaps, the ether does not need to be guided from the beginning, we just chose the one we want from the results of countless ethers."

"Why use electricity to drive?" Someone asked, "The energy we use to cut with this magnetic field only started five years ago."

"This is the simplest and easiest way to make and maintain. Even a fool can use it after training. What I need is the lowest cost and the widest applicability."

Newton said lightly: "I want to make sure it becomes a benchmark. Once again on the benchmark... can I continue to advance the follow-up research?"

"Follow-up research!"

Everyone was taken aback: What follow-up research is needed? The effect is enhanced? Or is it that besides this simplest movement, he still plans to make things that release other movements?

In response, Newton just smiled, said nothing, and disdain to answer. In the crowd, the expressions of some people have changed, from shocked to heavy. Until the end, he was thinking seriously.

"That's it. I don't care when the demo is complete. Mass production has already started, and production will be completed in five days. The Royal Orchestra will quickly give money to pull things away."

He yawned and was about to turn around and leave.

Behind him, Andre looked up thoughtfully, but slowly raised his head, his voice cold.

"Sorry."

He said. "This batch of achievements is unacceptable to the Royal Orchestra."

Newton's footsteps stagnated, he slowly turned his head, his eyes became gloomy: "Mr. Andre, after placing the order, he regretted it again. This makes no sense.

If you can't give a reason I can accept, then the Royal Orchestra will never want to get any equipment from me. "

Faced with Newton's faint anger, Andre just said: "It doesn't meet our requirements."

"The performance of'Mary' has exceeded all your requirements."

Newton snorted coldly: "It's impeccable in portability and concealment. As for ease of use, just kidding, I can use an etheric waste like me, don't tell me that the musician can't handle it!"

"What we need is alchemical equipment, not a music box."

"Ha!" Newton grinned, "It's cheaper than alchemy equipment, and it will be lower after mass production, and the stability is impeccable-the same effect, why not cheaper and better?

Music boxes are stronger than what you want! Tell me, are you stupid! "

"Mr. Newton, you must be very clear that what I want is not this kind of ‘inferior product’."

On the ‘inferior product’, Andre increased his voice and paused every word.

Newton was taken aback, his expression changed, after a long time he sighed, walked up with a smile, patted his shoulder, and said softly, uncharacteristically:

"Hey, don't make trouble. The royal family requested it, the royal family gave an order, and now you don't want it, what do you mean?

Mr. Andre, you're already a big man, don't play a kid's temper. "

Slap!

On Andre's shoulder, a string of sparks bounced without warning, twitching on Newton's palm, causing Newton's fingers to twitch. He slowly got up and looked down at the bad old man with a cold voice:

"Mr. Newton, I have tolerated your arrogance for a long time, maybe this is a mistake. Since when will the field of musicians let you...people like you, sway?"

Newton looked up at him and suddenly laughed softly:

"You actually want to talk about'trash', right?"

Everyone knows that Newton of the Royal Academy is not a musician at all. He even failed the apprenticeship test. He is a waste that can't be done with etheric induction.

He was able to reach the position he is today, relying on the shocking mechanical engineering attainments and the genius mind that no one could match at the time-because of this, the Holy City will give him the name of a sage before the Dark Ages.

"There is only one thing I want to tell you. Mr. Andre."

He stared at Andre and slowly raised his palm: "Only one piece."

The black long cone Mary slowly lifted in his hand and placed it in front of Andre's eyes. The sharpness of the long cone refracted light, glowing like a burning glow.

"—Sooner or later, this kind of ‘inferior product’ that you look down upon will dominate the trend of the times.

Regardless of the talents, teachers, advanced knowledge, and honorable status, it will send power into the hands of everyone who holds it! "

Andre frowned, and Newton put the long cone into its hand, making him hold it firmly, whispering hoarsely in his ear:

"——Feel this power, ignorant one!"

The veins in Andrei's hands collapsed. The long cone was squeezed tightly, almost as if it was about to twist off.

He stared at Newton in silence, then turned and left after a long time.

-

As Andre suddenly left, the representatives who came to participate in the demonstration also bid farewell. Until the end, Charles returned with a pack of brand-new cigarettes and found that Newton was the only one in the entire underground test site. .

The bad old man just sat on the cracked ground and stroked the burnt long cone in a dream.

"Andre has gone."

Charle threw the cigarette away: "You have offended people so much today."

Newton was taken aback. Immediately sneered: "Sneez, don't give it to you. I have to make others face. Do you think he has a brain disease?"

"Humanity is natural, people have been struggling with things for decades, you have done it in a few days, why do you still like you?"

Charle pulled up a long cone from the ground, looked at the finely fused gears inside it, and asked suddenly: "However. If this thing really needs to be studied...Isn't it going to replace the musician sooner or later? "

"Huh?"

Newton was taken aback, "Will it?"

Charle was also stunned, "Didn't you think about it?"

"Why should I think about it? Researchers only care about their own research, the life and death of musicians. What to do with me?"

Newton spreads his hands: "If I want to think about everything, why don't I become the pope! Besides...how stupid is someone who thinks I can really research something to follow?"

"Uh...huh?" Shire petrified.

"Being able to achieve this level is already the limit of the current industry! Although I can put forward theories, the ones that cannot be verified are conjectures.

Unless the Holy City unlocks the ‘sixth seal’ and allows countries to acquire new technologies—including materials and forging studies—it’s still early, boy. "

Newton lowered his head and thought, and said: "It's at least 600 years old, and this technology is at least 600 years old-thinking about it this way, I'm pretty good!"

"But someone is already scared."

Charle scratched his head: "Some people still have a long-term vision. What if they want to kill you?"

"I'm not afraid." Newton whistled: "Anyway, the royal guards me. It's not one or two who want to kill me these years. What am I afraid of?

Aren't you the one who needs to be afraid? You are my personal assistant. "

"..."

Charle was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help cursing a dirty word: "Why am I so unlucky, you are so crazy!"

"As my assistant, I always have to sacrifice for research. It's best to dedicate your youth to your children and grandchildren. Now it's time for you to dedicate your life. Don't persecute Charles."

Newton looked at him with pity in his eyes, and comforted him: "Who did you come here? I think back then, when I was young, I was better than you... Haha, no, when I was young, I was so ghostly than you are now. That's a lot!

The bad old guys in the research institute at the time treated me like a baby! I hush cold and ask warm every day, for fear that I will be in a bad mood, so I won't do it. It’s simply asking people for people, asking money for money, even if I want to light the research institute, they will pour grease on me, lay the leads, put the torch into my hand, and finally find a bunch of people to give it. I applaud! "

"..."

"They are all good people, but unfortunately they have bad luck and died earlier."

Speaking of this, he was stunned for a moment and looked down at the soot from his hands, and his eyes became lonely: "Seriously, in this world, they are the only ones who really think of me as a baby, right?

This research institute is their legacy, and this project is the last research they haven't completed. Even the yellow book is a coming-of-age gift they gave me.

If you think about it carefully, there are quite a lot of things left behind by those old folks.

But I can keep ~IndoMTL.com~ but less and less. "

He sighed and stopped talking.

Charle was silent for a long time, and said softly: "You drove away all the alchemists, and forcibly delayed the construction period until now, to ensure that they have no room for remorse, and must accept your design... Is that for this?

People with a long-term perspective will understand what it means, old man. At that time, they will send you to the gallows at all costs.

You've been wandering for so many years, don't you really want to die? "

Newton couldn't help but smile, pinched out the cigarette, and shook his head slowly.

"Charle, I said earlier, I succeeded because I stepped on the shoulders of giants."

Newton pulled up the long cone, stared at the dark golden glow, and whispered softly:

"After so many years, the group of giants who were willing to let me step on their shoulders are dead, but there is always someone to replace them to walk the endless road." (To be continued.)