Master Tongtian

Chapter 329 The torrent of the times, the aura of the world (34)

Golden Academy of Arts.

When Rosen's carriage slowly drove into the gate of the college, at least three to four hundred students had already gathered, all of them between seventeen or eighteen to twenty years old.

Someone asked the coachman from a distance: "Hey, man, is the master of Liushu in the car?"

The coachman immediately replied loudly: "Yes, it is Baron Rosen Philander, the master of calculations."

Upon hearing this, the students immediately became very excited.

"Ah~ Master Liushu is really here~~"

"Quick, quick, quick~ Go to the temple and get ready for the lecture!"

"Coachman, come here, come here, the master's class is scheduled at the Temple of Wisdom."

Many students spontaneously led the carriage in front, while others followed the sides and back of the carriage, just like the loyal guards guarding the king's vehicle.

As the carriage continued to advance, more and more students gathered.

Not only students came, but also many magic techniques came.

In the end, the road, which was not very spacious, was blocked with water.

Dora had never seen such a battle before and said in horror: "Are these students crazy?"

Rosen was also surprised by the great enthusiasm of the students in the academy. After all, this is the Golden Academy of Arts, the highest arts academy in the Golden Land. The response was so great, it was like fans chasing stars in previous lives.

I feel that these students are very cheerful and enthusiastic, lacking the reserve and distance that aristocrats often have.

Seeing that the road is about to be blocked, we can only open the car windows and use the voice of the collective soul.

"Young people, are you sure you are welcoming me and not a peerless beauty?"

As soon as the slightly teasing words fell, the students burst into laughter.

Someone loudly replied: "Master, your reputation is an unparalleled beauty~"

Someone else shouted: "Master, will you always teach fluency in the academy?"

Immediately afterwards, all kinds of questions came flooding in.

"Master, are you really not yet seventeen years old this year?"

"Master, were those paintings of beauties really painted by you?"

"Master, can I be your apprentice?"

"Master, how can you meditate to quickly increase your magic power?"

It felt chaotic, like an active volcano erupting with enthusiasm, which made people feel the great enthusiasm of college students for learning new knowledge.

With great difficulty, the carriage arrived at the gate of the Temple of Wisdom.

Rosen used a low-dexterity resistance aura to barely squeeze an invisible hole around him.

As for Dora, she was so frightened by the battle that she didn't dare to get off the carriage.

While squeezing in the dense crowd and observing along the way, Rosen discovered that the students around him were not only young, but also very complex.

Judging from their clothing and demeanor, it seemed that nobles only accounted for less than one tenth of the group, and they were mixed with civilian students. One had to observe carefully to distinguish one from the other.

Nobility is different.

The nobles of the most prosperous families only watched from the side, with reserved expressions. This group of people is the smallest, probably not one in a hundred.

The nobles whose families are in decline are basically the same as common people, and are not even as good as wealthy common people.

There are quite a lot of people in this group, and if it weren't for the trace of aristocratic aloofness on their faces, it would be almost impossible to tell them apart.

Civilian students account for more than 90%, and they are also different from each other.

At first glance, many of them are from merchant families, and they have obvious shrewdness in their brows and eyes, accounting for quite a few, more than half of them.

Some of them should be from poor families. Their clothes are simple and their expressions are restrained. They are very unable to let go, as if their bodies are bound by invisible laws.

This group is about one in ten.

There is also a group of people who obviously come from wealthy families. Their material conditions are not much different from those of the nobles, but they are not noble at all. Instead, they are passionate and unrestrained, and they are naturally leaders of the common people.

After some observation, Rosen's heart moved slightly.

"The Northern Territory is indeed a large rural area, a closed era dominated by the supremacy of the land aristocracy. However, in the rich golden land, the ancient land aristocracy has obviously declined, and a pure mage class has taken shape."

This mage class has knowledge, money, and power, and it will definitely have a huge impact on the old social system.

But unlike the earth, this world has gods, and gods hope that magic will develop greatly.

Under God's guidance, radical social changes are unlikely to occur, but moderate changes will certainly last for a long time.

At this moment, Rosen saw the surging trend of the times.

If the Middle Kingdom is like this, the richer Eastern Territory will definitely only go further.

It's no wonder that the Storm Duke is beautiful on the outside but empty on the inside.

Because his absolute power was diluted in disguise by the new class using cute and hateful things like gold coins.

Finally, Rosen arrived at the door of the Temple of Wisdom.

Here stood a circle of elite guards wearing dark gold armor, and behind the guards stood the second prince Orogard.

He looked at Rosen and smiled: "Master, do you feel the students' enthusiasm for knowledge?"

Rosen also smiled: "It feels like entering a huge crater, and I have the illusion that it will be ejected into the sky in the next second."

Orogard laughed loudly and waved to the guard beside him, who made way for Rosen to walk to the prince's side, and then blocked the enthusiastic student from the door.

Orogard used the voice of the collective soul again: "Okay, young people who are pursuing new knowledge, go and take a seat, get ready for class to start~"

The enthusiastic students cheered and poured into the Temple of Wisdom like a flood.

Aurogard began to introduce in a low voice.

"I announced the news the day before yesterday, and received applications from more than 4,000 students, accounting for 60% of the students in the college."

"It can be said that all students with basic knowledge of flow are here."

"Even the high fee of 10 crowns per class can't stop their enthusiasm at all. Many magic professors' classes have to make way for your classes."

Rosen saw many students in plain clothes: "Your Highness, I must have many students borrowing money to attend classes, right?"

Aurogard nodded: "It's indeed a lot, but don't worry they won't be able to get enough."

"The college has opened many ways to make money. As long as you are diligent enough, you can earn 100 kronor a year without any problem."

Rosen nodded to express his understanding, with a bit of joy on his face: "Fortunately, I prepared the course carefully, otherwise I would be sorry for the expectations of so many students."

Orogaard reminded: "I added the course of flow mathematics to the college half a year ago. The students all have a foundation of flow mathematics, so I hope to teach some advanced flow mathematics."

Rosen laughed: "That's better, it saves me the trouble of explaining the basic concepts."

Seeing that the students were almost seated, Rosen said: "Then I'll start."

Aurogard quickly added: "The rules of the academy are that each class lasts an hour and a half, and the hourglass time shall prevail."

"If possible, it's best to have two sessions in one afternoon."

Rosen thought for a moment and then said: "There are five days until the university fair starts. I will finish teaching multidimensional flow numbers in ten classes."

Aurogard nodded happily: "Okay."

After bidding farewell to the prince, Rosen entered the lecture platform from the back door of the temple. As soon as he stood on the platform, more than 4,000 students stood up and shouted.

"Salute to the master~~"

The sound is like a torrent, containing great enthusiasm for the pursuit of knowledge.

Rosen's mind was infected, and he clearly felt that if the Golden Land could develop without interruption, the human race would definitely become the master of the world.

In more than ten years, these young students in front of us should become the mainstay of the future world.

But what will happen in the future?

Can you survive the extraordinary chaos safely?

It's all unknown.

In this mood of some expectation and some anxiety, Rosen said in the voice of the collective soul: "Start class~"

He was very familiar with this kind of math class, and he had carefully prepared it last night, and now he felt very comfortable with it.

And when he showed no stage fright on the high platform and talked with clear and smooth logic, Orogard quietly came to the last row of the temple and sat down quietly with an old man with an ordinary face and ordinary clothes. listen.

During the break, Orogard whispered: "Father, are you sure I'm right?"

The old man nodded slightly: "You are indeed a very outstanding young man, but he was a little reckless and almost cost you your life."

Orogard shrugged: "Father, what is this small battle? There may be bigger ones in the future. Being able to practice in advance is also a very rare experience."

The old man tapped his finger on the table and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, he said: "The requirements for the canonization of the golden title are very high. Even if his magical achievements have met the requirements, he is too young. Suddenly having such a huge honor may make him get carried away and forget his original intention. "

The gold content of the golden title is too high, and in order to maintain this gold content, it is usually best to be canonized after the age of fifty, when the character is stable and the achievements are recognized by everyone.

Lest the canonized person get carried away and do bad things that tarnish the glory.

Orogard advised again: "But father, times are changing, and the old ways of the past must also be changed."

"Although the Crescent Territory is small, it is full of vitality, but my cousin is a barbarian. If the Crescent Territory cannot maintain its independence, my cousin will definitely kill it with his own hands!"

"That would be such a shame."

The old man nodded slowly: "What you said makes sense. But I have to think about it again."

He was already halfway through the course, and Rosen's lecture was surprisingly good, so he felt relieved.

So, after saying this, he said: "Things have been very busy recently, I have to go back to the palace."

After saying that, he stood up and left.

When he got outside the palace, he didn't even take a carriage, so he used flight and invisibility skills to fly directly to the palace.

When I flew through the gate of enlightened wisdom, I looked down and found that the flower of wisdom was still in full bloom. Not only was it extremely beautiful, but the flowing light was also unprecedentedly bright, just like little suns hanging on the ivy.

In fact, this was the first time he had seen the flower of wisdom blooming so much.

He was secretly surprised.

"Father God said that the Flower of Wisdom can sense the aura of the world in those who pass through the door, and it is only open to those with magnificent auras."

"Has this Lawson created a stream, and the aura of the world will be so magnificent?"

I originally felt that my son's proposal was a bit ridiculous, but now my thoughts are a little looser.

When he arrived at the palace, he had just been processing documents in the study for a while when his wife came over unexpectedly. Without saying a word, she walked up behind him and gently squeezed his back.

After pinching for a while, the old man knew what his wife was thinking: "Tell me, who asked you for help again?"

The old man is Aurogard's father, so he is naturally the contemporary God-Emperor Deuta VII.

His wife was naturally the queen, she sighed softly.

"It's my incompetent brother. I don't know what happened. He suddenly came to me and said that he wanted to recommend someone to be the Golden Baron."

The God Emperor was slightly startled: "Nairofa? Doesn't he never mind other people's business?"

"Yes. But this time I spoke suddenly. As a sister, I really can't bear to refuse, so I can only leave this problem to Your Majesty."

"Who does he recommend?"

"Master Luo Sen. He said that this person has supreme wisdom. It would be a pity if it was worn down by a high-ranking person because of his low status, so..."

The God Emperor was startled: "Nairofa can still praise others like this?"

The God-Emperor knew about Narofa's talents. Although his will was not strong enough, his intelligence was really superb.

He can devote a little effort to studying something and immediately become a master in that field.

But this guy's eyes have always been on the top of his head, and now he's suddenly so humble, which feels weird.

The queen was also surprised: "Yes, I am surprised too. But this so-called master of Liushu must indeed have extraordinary talents."

"How did Narofa figure it out?"

"He said he played trial chess with that guy for a day and lost."

The God-Emperor was shocked: "He can even lose at Judgment chess?!"

As far as he knew, Nailofa's chess ability should be ranked among the top ten among the billions of mortals in the Golden Land.

When I was 17 years old, I tied with Santa Claus, and now I lost, and I am convinced that I lost.

The God Emperor immediately felt that Rosen's intelligence must have reached an incredible level.

Such a person is indeed worthy of his protection, lest he be destroyed by his distant cousin.

But there was still some hesitation and he said: "I want to pray to God."

The so-called praying to God means communicating with Saint Davalens.

He lowered his head, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and after calling several times silently, he received a response.

He expressed his doubts and then asked: "Ancestor, what should I do?"

Santa Warrens, his grandfather's grandfather's father, was also the first generation of God Emperor.

The other party paused and asked instead: "Did he win against Narofa in the trial chess game?"

"right."

"interesting."

He played a game with Nairofa many years ago. The young man was very good at chess and very stubborn. In order to win, I spent three days and three nights with him.

Finally, he was afraid that the young man's body would not be able to hold on, so he tried to make a draw.

Unexpectedly, someone actually defeated him.

After a pause, he continued: "I'm a little unsure about this matter. If I give it, I'm afraid he will get carried away, but if I don't give it, I'm afraid the pearl will be covered in dust."

After another moment of thought, he gave his final answer.

"Let's do this. There will be a Judgment Chess Masters Tournament at the university. I will become a mortal and go meet him for a while. If he can beat me, you will give him a gold title."

The God Emperor was startled: "Ancestor, would this be too hasty?"

Davorens shook his head: "I can play fast chess with him."

"If you want to beat me in the Trial Quick Chess, you must not only have superb chess skills, but also a tenacious will, and even some luck."

"If you can even pass such a test, it should not tarnish the honor of the golden title."

The God Emperor nodded: "That's as you wish."