The Crystal Palace Of Heaven

"I really didn't expect that when I went, I was alone, but I came back with my mouth. The job was good, I really deserved to bring it out." When Lu Xi returned to Colorful Rose Island, Orusello's first One sentence is like this. He extended a thumb and made a "goodjob" gesture.

Olusello said this while looking at the people who got off the Nika Dragon. In addition to Lu Xi and Arantis, there are more than a dozen children whom he does not know. The vast majority of them are only three or four years old, and the oldest are no more than ten years old, and the leaders are only three boys and girls who have entered the juvenile stage at most. One of them was an eleven-two-year-old boy, who raised his head and looked at himself with unabashed worship and curious eyes; the other girl, who was 15 years old or so, worked hard to appease a few children who had not taken care of themselves. Of course, the most conspicuous nature is the girl with emerald hair. Although she is expressionless and silent, she has been standing behind Lu Xi ’s side, like a faithful shadow.

The Magister looked at the Emerald Girl, and then looked at the helpless Lu Xi, and could not help but smile narrowly.

"You are old and uncreative." Lu Xi shrugged. "When Eliashar, Master Rather came to see me, he said the same thing."

Orusello blamed, and then said to the old elder housekeeper Gamcha behind him: "Old Gam, these children will bother you to make arrangements."

"Yes, sir." The old housekeeper nodded, clapped his hands, and shouted towards the children, "Okay, children, follow me first."

Mary looked up at Landing Hope, and the latter said: "Reassure, Uncle Gam looks a bit fierce, but he is a very gentle and kind grandpa. You go with him for a good meal, take a rest, settle down We will just take it slowly. "

Mary nodded and followed the children. Jock didn't want to leave, but Primula pulled away silently.

"So, things are over, and I should retire." Arantis said respectfully.

"Why don't you plan to stay for a few more days? My newly brewed ice wine will be out of the cellar right away, and I want you to try it."

"Then I'm here to thank you for your enthusiasm and hospitality. It's just that this time I still have a life in the air, so it's really not suitable for bothering."

　　 "There is business? That is really impossible. In short, thank you for appreciating your mentors and apprentices for my uncomfortable followers."

"The master is polite, then, the juniors will leave." Arantis saluted Orusello, then nodded to Lu Xi.

"See you in Eliashar in June."

　　 "See you Elias." Arantis nodded, turned and strode back to the ship.

In the sight of Master Orusello, the floating ship Nika Long left the humble port of Colorful Rose Island, quickly accelerated into the depths of the cloud, and soon became invisible.

Orosello turned around and said to Lu Xi: "How is it? How about walking with this old man?"

Time has entered the winter, and the small woods on the island have been wrapped in silver and covered with snow. Sunlight shining through the snow and ice of the canopy of trees, as if turning the path in that forest into a dreamlike paradise on earth.

Lu Xi walked on the path, feeling the sound of a rustle when the sole of the boots stepped on the snow, and could not help but tighten his coat.

"How do you feel about the capital and your party?" Asked Orusello walking in front.

"The great and magnificent city, unfortunately hides evil, greed, poverty and nothingness in the shadows. Such prosperity is nothing more than prosperity in the window."

"Very good insights and metaphors. Ha ha, if you go on like this, I'm afraid that in a few years, you won't even be able to hold the window."

"Well, once the window is gone, the so-called happy land is nothing more than a castle in the sky." Lu Xiyi pointed out.

"Sounds complaining in your words?"

"It's natural not to dare to complain, no matter what choice you make, it's your teacher's freedom. It's just that looking at Master Russel who is fighting alone, some are worthless for him."

"Like you said, this is also Russell's own choice."

"... but teacher, don't you want to make this world, this country better?"

"Then how do you know that I helped Rasell, and the world can get better? You have only seen him for a few times, and you have no reason to believe that he can give the Federation and the people a better life and a fairer society. ? "

"Uh, I dare not say that Master Russell must be a good person, nor that he is in power will be better than the current federal politicians. But at least, if the bill he proposed can pass, the hidden contradictions in the federal can be eased For a moment, the people should be able to take a breath. "

"His bill, do you mean the" Slaves Liberation Declaration "?"

Once again got Lu Xi's affirmation, Olusello stopped. He sighed indifferently and said, "Did Russell tell you: In the current federal society, there are so-called three major tumors?"

"Is it slavery, private soldiers and local tax system?"

"So, what is the reason in the final analysis?"

"It should refer to the so-called nobility."

"Hehe, you still understand everything. Boy, then you say: Rasell, do you now have the strength to compete with the nobility of the doormen?"

"This ..." Lu Xi hesitated. "Listening to Alan said that some families have a history even longer than that of the Federation. The forces are intertwined. It should be very difficult."

"What's more difficult?" Orusello pouted. "Even with the old stubbornness of Palon and the help of a large group of so-called Qingliu nerds, Russell can't even match one finger in terms of strength.

"However, Master Russell did not think about dismantling the privileges of the aristocrats now? Just wanted to give the Federation and the people a chance to breathe."

"At the negotiating table, everything you can talk about can be typed. Since you ca n’t shake the other party ’s foundations, why should you let the other party give up your vested interests? Retreat ten thousand steps, even if the doormen and nobles gave up slaves How can we ensure that they do not use other methods to 'compensate'? For example, increase the activities of enclosure and occupation of factories; for example, reduce the income of labor and tenant farmers under governance; or, increase more taxes. Which one is more terrible than slavery? "

Lu Xi looked at Olucello, and his heart was undulating. He has always been clever, but he doesn't know what to say at this time.

"Politics, you are too tender. Boy." Olusello patted Lu Xi's shoulder and smiled, but the smile was somewhat bitter.

"What's more, even if the doormen and nobles are eliminated, who can guarantee that no new doormen will appear? The current federation is essentially nothing more than a dictatorship of one person to a group of oligarchs. What democracy? "

"Democracy ..."

"Little Lucy, tell me: what are the conditions of democracy?"

"Middle class? Freedom of speech?" Lu Xi recalled the textbook in the middle school, but he didn't wait for Orusello to talk, but he shook his head first. "These are performances rather than conditions. I think, should they be people's wisdom? That is, whether education resources can give most people access to knowledge and abilities. In this way, the gap between lions and sheep will be fundamentally narrowed, so that every sheep has the possibility of becoming a lion! "

Orosello looked at Lu Xi approvingly and asked again: "So, where do education resources come from?"

"To put it bluntly, educational resources are a type of social resources. As for more social resources ..." Lu Xi stunned slightly and still couldn't hold back, "Teacher, aren't you talking about productivity?"

"Oh, he's teachable!" Oruzzello touched his beard that wasn't long. "I have always believed in one view. Productivity determines production relations, and production relations determine social systems. Democracy is plain. It is just a kind of social system. Unfortunately, the current federation, or the current world, has not yet achieved democratic productivity conditions! "

Lu Xi widened his eyes and looked at his teacher, unable to speak for a long time.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and suddenly asked: "Teacher, you don't wear it too? Actually, in another world, do you still have a name called Marx?"

"What does it mean to wear? Who is Marx? Your child, wouldn't he be confused? But it's not too cold today."

Lu Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but awe at his teacher.

In the current social conditions and foundations, he can brilliantly propose such a theory that is close to truth. His teacher, at least in the perspective of society, is already a sage of the same level as Marx and others.

Lu Xi thought about it and asked: "Teacher, why don't you compile your theory into a book? In this way, there will be more people who can accept your thoughts and unite the strength of these people. Go in a more ideal direction ... "

"Who will accept my thoughts besides you? Boy, your teacher is old, but I don't want to be called a lunatic at this time."

There is a saying that one step ahead of society is a great man, and one step ahead is a lunatic. Lu Xi can be tossed by Orusello's theory, because he was originally a traverser from another society. As for the others ...

Orusello ’s thinking, leading this productivity is mostly how many steps from the Middle Ages to the early Renaissance society?

It seems that the “Karl Marx” of the Gaborian continent is much more pragmatic than the one on Earth.

"I always think: talking more is worse than doing more. After all, my theory is only personal conjecture and judgment, and can only be tested with time. This is why I am unwilling to intervene in politics and want to experiment.

"What does this have to do with your experiment?"

"Don't you understand? If my experiment is successful, it will really promote the development of productivity on a large scale. This is what really promotes social change and gives the gospel to the people!"

At that moment, Orusello's face seemed to be plated with the radiance of a pilgrim. The fanatic and persistent expression made Lu Xi feel strange, but it seemed extremely holy.

"Teacher, can you tell me now, what exactly are you studying?"

　　Olucello watched the landing and was silent for a long while, and finally nodded.

　　 "Do you know what is spar?"

　　 In this world, in addition to material elements, there are so-called energy elements. The energy element is theoretically intangible and invisible. The magician communicates with them through meditation and mantras to manifest their power. This is called magic; in fact, the energy element scattered in every corner of the world, if After a long period of precipitation, it will also appear on the substance, which is the so-called spar.

Crystals are divided by attributes and colors, which exactly correspond to the four elements of earth, water, wind and fire, as well as three elements that are difficult to use, such as time, space and spirit, and are divided into seven types in total. As a result, people in the world called them the "seven crystals".

　　Qiyao crystal contains high-purity energy and extremely unstable structure. Occasionally, some people try to make them into magic instruments or as a mosaic of weapons, but few people succeed. Until now, the world has looked at these spars buried around the world, but they do not know how to use them.

"Seven obsidian crystals are the treasures that God has given to mankind, and I am now trying to find the key to this treasure house. What effect will the arrangement of the crystals of different attributes have, I must find out its rules; It is also a difficult subject to produce energy smoothly. However, I firmly believe that once these two problems are solved, the Federation and the entire world will inevitably have a greater future."

Lu Xi was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked a question: "Teacher, if the seven crystals can be used smoothly, how much power can it produce?"

　　 "Hmm? Let me give you an example. The energy contained in a fist-sized fire obsidian is roughly equivalent to a thousand fireball magic."

"That is to say, mastering the spar technology, only an obsidian can turn an ordinary person into a skilled mage? Teacher, haven't you thought: before spars benefit society, they will not be ambitionists What have they used to become the most terrifying weapon? "

　　When nuclear energy appeared, politicians might not have imagined the well-being it brought to mankind, and paid more attention to his byproduct, nuclear weapons.

Orussero silently looked at the clear sky in winter for a long time~www.novelmtl.com~ The corner of his mouth was raised, and the smile was light and breeze: "I can’t use fire because of fire? My research may not be a gospel immediately. , And will become countless murderous weapons, but no matter how devastating power, there must be a benefit to the world, the key depends on who has the power? Moreover, humans are not as hopeless as you think, total One day, they will grow to a height we can't imagine. "

　　Lu Xi smiled silently, he scratched his scalp, and finally just spread his hands: "Anyway, I am your assistant, wherever you go, I have no choice but to follow."

　　 "Maybe, my end point is not the other side of the truth, but the infinite abyss." Olucello said with a smile.

　　 "Abyss, it doesn't matter. Who can be sure about the truth at the beginning? It was originally lost many times on the road of life, and then suddenly appeared suddenly."

"Yes, we can be shocked together."

The old and young looked at each other and laughed loudly. They all felt that this was the happiest time in their lives.

"Little Lucy, I will ask you again. Are you willing to be a disciple of Oulusello and the only heir to my thoughts and tradition?"

　　 "I will, teacher." Lu Xi lowered his head and answered firmly.

(Hint: Completing the B-level mission ‘The Way of Truth’, rewarding 4500 experience and gaining the talent ‘Australian Heritage’)

This task that stayed in the task bar for nearly a year was finally completed, but I don’t know why. At that time, Lu Xi did not have the ecstasy of his imagination, and could only feel an indescribable sense of mission. Little otakus who want to eat mixed waiting for dead bubble girls can hardly breathe.