Silent Crown Chapter 705: The wheel of history
Fiction: The Crown of Silence Author: Fengyue Update time: 2017-07-0118:23
The afternoon sun shines from the sky, through the flower windows of the dome, and falls in the hall, but it turns into a soft rainbow light, covering everything.
The quiet and solemn hall is dull.
On both sides of the hall, the fourteen seats are filled with musicians from all over the world, whether they are old, mature, male or female, and the frustration and anger on each face is well Covered it up, but the gloomy eyes could not stop them. When they looked at each other, they couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
Beyond the open door, the light of the afternoon is flowing on the square like water waves, weird and gorgeous, and drops of water are poured on the statue of the child on the fountain.
The young students leaned on the benches, holding the newly issued textbooks in their hands, reciting the rules assiduously, and remembering the music principles that were completely different from the past. Although their expressions were sad, their spirits radiated. With enviable youthful vitality.
Between reciting and studying hard, some people will raise their heads and look up at the existence that hangs above the academy in awe, with longing eyes.
The miracle that slowly rotates between the sky and the earth.
The rays of the scorching sun fell on the huge cube of water color, and with the refraction of countless modules, it was scattered on the earth, turning into ripples like ripples, beautiful like heaven.
It is the manifestation of power, the crystallization of miracles, the proof of the existence of gods.
Scourge·Ethernet!
Across the open door, the dullness in the hall is in sharp contrast with the liveliness on the square.
In the long silence, a door in the hall opened, and an old musician walked out of it and shook his head to his companion who had been waiting for a long time, looking sad.
When he saw him coming out, the long-awaited musicians got up one after another and responded.
"Master Ambrose, how is the situation?"
"What does your Royal Highness mean?"
"Is there nothing possible?"
Master Ambrose sighed, "I never had the opportunity to meet with His Royal Highness. From beginning to end, I talked with His Royal Highness's deputy, the Lady Kraft..."
"What! This is...too arrogant!"
The other musicians were in astonishment: "You represent all the schools of musicians in Anglo. Isn't he even willing to meet him in person?"
"I'm afraid it's disdain."
Ambrose smiled bitterly.
He sees more thoroughly than others.
The youngest master blushed anxiously and snarled: "His Royal Highness is not willing to take his life back! Doesn't he know what he is doing? Isn't he afraid of becoming Angelo's sinner and driving away all schools? ?!"
Ambrose left him as if looking at a fool: "Do you think he cares?"
The atmosphere became dull again, everyone sat back down on their chairs slumped, and some people were filled with righteous indignation: "Does he have to push Angru to death!"
But more people look sad. "This situation must not continue to spread. Our school has lost half of its apprentices!"
"What can be done?"
Someone sneered, "Three months of training can achieve the results of our ten years, don’t the apprentices know that?
Only the hurdle of formal musicians, which school dares to pat their chests and say that they must cross over? People just nod their heads. Isn't it clear which side is alluring? "
"What kind of musician is that!"
The old musician roared, "If you only know how to rely on that ghost, you will only be limited by that thing. How to pursue the great source?"
"Who cares about Dayuan Road now?"
Someone sighed faintly, "Did you think about pursuing Dayuan when you were fourteen? At that time, I was full of my mind only thinking about becoming a formal musician, but no one likes me, I can only study by myself... if someone can Let me advance, even if I become a black musician, I am willing."
Everyone was silent.
For a long time, the reason why black musicians have been repeatedly banned is not because they are easy to achieve?
As long as you are ruthless and kill enough, you will have stronger power.
Even the evil gods and natural disasters are easier to negotiate than the loan sharks, and sometimes they will advance their remuneration.
The attraction of the path revealed by the ethernet network is more than ten times that of the black musician?
A hundred times, a thousand times!
You don’t need any price, as long as you offer loyalty, sign a contract, and serve Angru for thirty years. If you go back, you won't even be killed, but you will lose your strength.
Some musicians even use the ethernet to break through their own levels, and then cut off the ethernet to break through by themselves. With the first experience, the second time is naturally pretty stable.
In just ten days, Anglo, no... all schools of thought in the West were all messed up by a sudden tornado. According to the statistics of the lighthouse, more than a quarter of the apprentices have left their school and went to Anglo.
Of the remaining three-quarters, one-fourth is cultivated by teachers, without the help of external forces, and one-half... is forcibly retained by various schools.
But people stayed here, and there is no use of the heart if the heart is not here, it can only have a temporary effect. His Royal Highness has even informed the nations that he is willing to provide interest-free loans to those apprentices who cannot leave due to the high penalty in the contract! Even apprentices can be picked up for free when they go to Avalon!
In just four days, the entire Anglo Treasury was squandered and emptied by half! The huge fleet floated along the ocean current and headed for Anglo.
The Royal Academy of Musicians has been expanded four times and still cannot meet the demand. The Royal Family has specially approved six satellite islands near Avalon as branches of the Academy, and they have begun to build in full swing.
In just fourteen days, the number of royal musicians has expanded to an incredible 40,000!
Forty thousand official musicians!
Know that when the royal musicians had the largest scale in the history, there were only 3,000 people, more than ten times more!
Even if 35,000 of them are apprentices who will be beaten back to their original form after leaving the etheric net, that is a force that cannot be underestimated!
Thirty thousand official musicians!
Even if you close your eyes, it's enough to level a whole small country!
Of course, there are many spies sent by various schools, but Ye Qingxuan didn't care at all, and generously opened up the outer connection of the Ethernet network to them.
I don’t even worry about what secrets they will steal.
Soon, the seniors of various schools of thought discovered that the Net of the Ethernet is not a magical weapon at all, it is a poison, and even if it is stolen, it can only harm themselves!
Not only did the spy didn't bring back many secrets, but the backbone of his school was sent back to counteract a lot of intelligence, and even the spy became a double agent, and there was no way to trust it.
On the bright side, countries have already issued warnings to Angru that if the Ethernet network is not removed, the trade blockade and economic blockade will continue for one day. But it turned out to be tight and dark, and I don't know how many people secretly conveyed benefits to Angelu.
Even the smuggling business under Ye Qingxuan's hands has more than tenfolded overnight!
Except for the war, everyone else could do everything, but Angelu never bowed his head, let alone restricting the spread of the ethernet network, even his attitude was not softened at all.
All the schools in the country collectively forced the palace, but as a result, they didn't even see Ye Qingxuan's face and was sent off by Lola casually.
"What does your Highness mean?"
Some people have completely lost the interest in continuing to entangled: "Can't you give me a chance?"
Ambrose was silent for a moment, and said: "The two choices are either to merge into the Ethernet network and offer the core music theory. His Royal Highness will open the middle-level permissions for us, allowing us to upload and modify our own school of music freely. Or ,'Go away'."
The last word is obviously Ye Qingxuan's original words.
He doesn't bother to care about these **** who can't see the situation clearly.
In fact, he has another sentence later, "If you want to get out, Anglu will pay for the travel and moving expenses, give it away as a gift, and never stop it."
Two choices are placed in front of everyone.
Everyone started to think again in silence.
The general trend, if you can't resist, you can only enjoy... Then, do you want to surrender to His Royal Highness? It's not that there are no examples in front. The four schools that took the lead in Ye Qingxuan have expanded six times in this short period of time!
After reaching six times, it's not that I don't want to continue to expand, but I can't digest it!
Although they lost their freedom, they gained strength and growth, and even Ye Qingxuan personally revised the core music theory for them, which increased their inheritance efficiency by more than ten times!
Furthermore, after the middle-level authority is opened, the main music theories of other schools can be browsed at will...Although these things are not the core music theories, in the past, even if only one note was leaked, there would be a fight for not knowing how many people live and die.
Now it's in front of you, at your fingertips.
As for leaving Anglo and not being driven to a dead end, almost everyone ignores it, and not everyone has the backbone of the illusion school a hundred years ago.
How many years of contacts, years of management, and generations of people took root, built a good school of architecture, and created a good etheric mystery...
Because it is a stupid stupid to say that you don't want it.
Before setting off, the masters who came here have made a bottom line about their own school, and draw a bottom line, and it is acceptable to not exceed the bottom line~IndoMTL.com~ so you can make a decision instead of the school.
Although if you stay and boil the frog in warm water, sooner or later the school will become a part of the etheric net, and its own independence will be lost. But many elementary schools have a problem with survival. Now they have a chance to carry forward, and they will know how to choose with a little brainstorming.
Under the general trend, everyone is looking at each other, suddenly there is a feeling of powerlessness that the wheels of history are rolling over.
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In the principal's office, Ye Qingxuan heard a knock on the door.
Lola pushed the door in, unceremoniously sat on the chair opposite the desk, took off the glasses from her face, threw them on the table, picked up Ye Qingxuan’s teapot and poured tea on herself. Drink up.
Lola, who now walks in the various offices of Avalon as a secretary, no longer wears the cumbersome gowns and long skirts of the past, but has changed into a simple and serious outfit.
I also put on glasses on my face, my original long hair curled up behind my head, and pointed and slender ears were exposed, no longer concealing my identity as a moon-spirit hybrid.
No one dared to hold on to this point and say anything anyway.
As a result, Avalon appeared a spectacle of Yueling wandering around in the Inquisition every day, and the purifying musician who guarded the gate had to salute her, and people had to sigh that the world is declining and the hearts of the people are not ancient.
She seemed to notice the bad words in Ye Qingxuan's heart, and Lola rolled her eyes and glared at him.
"Those old men got it done." She took out an item from her pocket and threw it over. "This is the finished terminal that the Royal Academy took out according to your request."
Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand to catch it, looked at the palm-sized heavy iron piece in his hand, and couldn't help raising his brows.
"Interesting..."
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