Chapter 512: he died (3/4)
Chapter 512 He died (34)
Ian's tone was a bit nervous and solemn: "And why are you talking to me—although I think I am indeed a genius—but in the end, it's just the little guy at the first energy level talking about these things?"
"Because for the past twenty years, I have been patrolling the entire empire with my mind light body. I have personally raised pigs, fed chickens, worked in the fields and baked biscuits and bread. To be honest, I bet, Ian, Your cooking skills are not as good as mine, I am familiar with seventeen local cuisines in Terra, and I can even make delicious marching meals."
Mikael clasped the back of his head with his hands, and he easily raised his head, looked up at the ceiling, and said with a smile: "Surprised? Don't think too high of the royal family, we have brains. Setar Dynasty It has lasted for nearly a thousand years, longer than the Terran calendar, and there have even been incredible emperors like my grandfather—a fool cannot become a sublimator, let alone the fourth energy level."
"As for why I told you..."
The blond prince repeated this sentence, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his eyes relaxed: "Maybe a little narcissistic."
"Because I saw myself in you, I had this idea when I first met you, you and I are the same kind."
"I know very well that you are such a genius, you even have the potential to become a legend like Friedrich Master Smith - as long as you let go of it, you can change the world, I have such a hunch, and I have such a hunch My hunch is sure."
"But your direction is wrong. Ian, the reason I came here is to tell you."
"Don't continue to study the path of 'simplifying and popularizing alchemy potions'. It looks good, but in fact the result is very bad."
"The dead end that my grandfather walked through, I don't want you to go through it again."
He also said some narcissistic things, and Ian also didn't think it was strange for the other party to ask him to say these things.
I am the first energy level under the age of sixteen, a psychic, an elite alchemist, has the courage, decision-making, merit, and action ability. In the future, if I have the resources, I can almost say that I can steadily enter the third energy level and a master alchemist—even The latter is estimated to be within four to five years.
The second prince ran over to remind himself that it was really normal, because it involved the future of a master alchemist related to him... In the final analysis, it would not take him half an hour.
Wasted half an hour of Mikael, the second prince, Ian still has this qualification.
"What dead end?"
At this moment, Ian frowned. He just rightly—perhaps also really puzzled—showed an expression that the research direction was denied, and his tone became a little fierce.
Ian is as energetic as a real young genius: "I have always found it strange that the raw materials of alchemy potions are not expensive, but the service fee of the alchemist is the most expensive, and my set of techniques can make the alchemist While the service fee received increases, the product can be used by more people.”
"This should be a good thing."
"It's a good thing."
Mikael was turning his head. He and Ian looked at each other, staring into Ian's unwilling eyes, and said calmly: "So what I said is, don't continue to study."
"Because if you continue to study, you will leave the frontier field of alchemy and step into the abyss of technology popularization and practicality."
To be honest, Ian didn’t understand what Mikhail was talking about at first—what kind of abyss is technology practicality? All technologies must be practical
But soon, he realized what the second prince really meant.
—Ascendants don't need technology to be practical...they can directly convert technology into power by themselves. Only ordinary people, who cannot use source matter, spiritual energy, and use their bodies as tools to directly use technology... need to be practical.
"You mean to say..."
Ian's tone was a bit difficult: "Do you want me to delve into more advanced alchemy theories, to develop the technology of how to make potions stronger instead of more...to serve the strong instead of ordinary people?"
Because this sentence was so direct that he didn't know how to say it tactfully.
But what Ian didn't expect was that Mikael became silent because of this sentence.
“…Grandpa always had big things in mind.”
After a while, the second prince slowly opened his mouth and talked about another topic that seemed to be unrelated to before: "He has a very, very big dream, and that dream is the source of his spiritual energy. That incredible dream His desire and desire made him one of the most powerful psykers in Terra at that time, and only the first knight, Hilliard, the Immovable Fortified City, knew all about that dream."
"For this country, for the sake of all living beings on this land, from the most ordinary people to the highest nobles and royal families, he has made many decisions that later generations criticize or secretly appreciate... How should I put it, even a genius like me After seeing what my grandfather has done in his life, other than admiration, he will not have any idea of comparing with him."
"Where is it suitable? Everyone is more or less self-aware. People who don't have self-knowledge can't get up to the third energy level."
"In short, no matter the black king, the tyrant or the great emperor, they can't sum up the heart of grandfather. He loves everyone so much and hopes everyone can be happy. Ordinary people can use healing potions to heal their injuries when they are injured. When they are in danger, they can resist damage. Medicine protects itself, every family has meat to eat, a house to live in and good clothes to wear, and every family has dreams and pursuits.”
"And sublimated people can also pursue their dreams, become stronger and greater, and transform the world."
Saying so, Mikael and Ian looked at each other.
He said three words.
"he died."
When Mikhail said this, he was still laughing, but Ian could only hear a sigh: "Many people helped him, and the first knight demolished half of the imperial capital for him—don't believe it At that time, a major earthquake occurred in the entire plain around the imperial capital. The lower city was almost rebuilt in recent years. A quarter of the buildings in the middle city were destroyed by the earthquake, and a third of the upper city on the top floor was blown away. There is also a mountain of black iron in the north, which is the remains of the imperial capital that was chopped off by the sword of the first knight."
"But my grandfather is still dead. He is so powerful and invincible, and I feel small when I look at my grandfather... You can understand it too? If you have read the manuscript of your grandfather, you can definitely understand how amazing and talented he is... But He still failed."
"Decades later, those who supported my grandfather called him a black tyrant."
Mikael seems to have tacitly agreed that Ian is the one who inherited the alchemy of Inaika II, because their thinking is very similar, which may not be confirmed by others, but for the second prince who is the heir of Inaika II Said that Ian even reminded him a little bit of the past.
Recalling his grandfather and the first knight, the two seemed to be integrated into this boy.
Of course, he just attributed it to Ian's inheritance of Inaiga II's manuscript, and didn't think much about other places—Mikael's powerful inspiration pointing to the truth was ignored by himself.
Ian noticed the second prince's slight gaffe, and he actually wanted to sigh.
But in the end, he still pretends.
Pretend to be confused about whether it is true or not.
"Isn't this the propaganda of the empire?" The white-haired boy asked in confusion: "Isn't this the propaganda strategy of the empire to discredit the late emperor?"
Hearing this, Mikael shook his head and walked out of his disappointment.
He laughed, and teased: "Look, even such a smart person thinks so, let alone ordinary people?"
"Think about it, Ian, the new dynasty in Yanjiang has to prove the authority of the previous dynasty in order to show its orthodoxy. Inaiga is my grandfather, my father's father, and not the dark moon raised by the emperor. turmoil, how would a smart person like him do this, to demote his own throne?"
"You don't think that the turmoil in the dark moon is just an internal matter of the empire, right? The one who called grandfather the black tyrant in the first place was not the people of the empire... It was Junling Fort and the Royal Court of Heaven that really started calling it that way."
(end of this chapter)
