The Mysterious World Under Steampunk

Leo flipped through it very quickly, almost ten lines at a glance, and read an autobiographical manuscript in less than an hour.

After putting down the manuscript, Leo was silent for a moment, and said to the old man abruptly: "You are right, the writing is disgusting."

When the old man heard his words, he was stunned, and couldn't help laughing, until Vaschi reminded him, he restrained his smile.

After putting down the manuscript in his hand, Leo couldn't help but show respect when he looked at the old man.

If everything in the book is true, the old man is indeed worthy of the respect of the vast majority of people in the Vinylon world.

The old man’s name is Rembrandt Mist, and he is a descendant of the distant branch of the royal family of the French Empire. It takes eight generations for this bloodline to be far away from the core bloodline before it can be connected with the royal family. Therefore, in the old man’s father’s generation, their family The royal blood has been eliminated, and only a name is listed in the genealogy of the distant relatives of the royal family.

The old man's life was very rough, and it was his rough energy and extraordinary will that made him achieve countless things.

Not to mention his academic achievements that are regarded as the golden rule by various colleges and universities and the teaching of countless famous students in the mainland, the few major events he has done in the past that have influenced the progress of the world are enough to make him admired by the world. One of the biggest things is education reform.

It is the result of his efforts to popularize education to everyone in the Vinylon world. The establishment of national universities in almost all countries is related to him. The establishment of basic schools in almost all countries is also related to him. Education funds in all countries are also led by him. Established.

When this matter was mentioned in that manuscript, it was described in one sentence, Rembrandt Mister pushed it forward behind the ring of the world during these fifty years, and only then did we have our current prosperity. Although this sentence is a bit flattering, but it is not untrue when you think about it carefully.

After contemplating for a moment, Leo couldn't help but asked suspiciously: "Since you have so many students and such a great reputation, why don't you use their power to deal with your enemy, Duke Devin?"

The old man said calmly: "The enmity between me and Dewen is a personal enmity. I don't want the French Empire to be hurt because of my personal enmity. After all, I am still a Frenchman."

"Hmph!" Waschi heard the old man's words from the side, and couldn't help snorting coldly, obviously extremely dissatisfied with the old man's actions.

Leo didn't ask any further. Although the book only mentioned the old man's lifelong academic achievements, and didn't mention anything about him in the Mystery Association or the dark world, it was enough for Leo. Yes, he just needs to know who the old man is.

"Have you sorted out the Gamore language teaching plan?" At this moment, Leo directly asked Rembrandt about the main purpose of coming here.

"It's been sorted out." When it came to learning and education, the old man became very excited and asked impatiently: "Should we start now, or should you take a good night's rest and tomorrow..."

"Let's start now! I can't wait." Leo could see the old man's true thoughts, so he followed his thoughts.

"Okay! Let's start." The smiling old man fiddled with the lever next to the desk, and then a blackboard hung down from a nearby wall, and he asked Vaschi to go to the living room to take out the teaching plans and materials he had sorted out. Come here, give it to Leo, and start teaching like this.

Although the old man's teaching speed is very fast, with the assistance of the sub-brain system, Leo's learning speed is not slow at all. For this reason, the old man stopped specially and randomly gave out a few quizzes to test Leo's learning, and the result was that Leo was not difficult.

Seeing that Leo had learned so quickly, the old man felt incredible, so he sped up the teaching progress again, and taught Leo all the basic Gamore language roots that ordinary people would need three years to learn overnight.

Even with the help of the sub-brain system, Leo was dizzy after learning, as if someone had poured a load of sand into his head.

Fortunately, he still accomplished this impossible feat in the end. Within twelve hours, he learned all the 57,843 basic radicals of the Gamore language.

After forcibly inserting the memory through the sub-brain system, Leo finally understood why Gamore language could not be learned through self-study.

Gamore language is a character language. Each character, that is, the root of the language, represents different individual things, such as the sun, grass, flowers, people, etc., so there are many basic roots, and the writing is complicated. Each radical needs to be written in one stroke, otherwise the radical will be wrong.

In addition, each basic root has three sounds used to express the birth, growth and death of the corresponding thing. The same sentence is read with different sounds, and the meaning is completely different.

This is just the basic radical. On top of the basic radical, there is a Turing radical, which is also a huge pattern composed of more than two basic radicals with no upper limit. This pattern expresses the laws of all things in the world, such as wind , rain, spring, summer and more.

Just like the basic radicals, the Turing radicals also need to be drawn in one stroke. The old man Rembrandt demonstrated that he used a dozen basic radicals to draw a Turing radical representing the phenomenon of rising heat. This Turing character The root was named steam by him.

Although the old man did not have any abnormalities when he painted, after the painting was finished, Leo felt that there seemed to be a trace of spiritual energy attached to the root of Turing, but he opened his spiritual vision to see, but he could not see any abnormalities. So it can only be considered an illusion.

According to the narration in the book, on top of the Turing radical, there is actually a more magical radical. This radical is not flat, but three-dimensional. The old man did not understand how to write it.

But Leo could faintly infer the three-dimensional radical above the Turing radical through the old man's description. I am afraid that it needs to be written with spiritual energy, and it is necessary to make all the basic radicals three-dimensional in order to write successfully. Because this was just Leo's own guess and it hadn't been confirmed, so he didn't tell the old man about it.

For Leo, learning more than 50,000 basic radicals of Gamore language is just the beginning. He must also learn the combination rules and rhetorical grammar of the basic radicals, so that he can write and read. Only after completing these basic parts , can be regarded as a formal introduction to Gamore language, and start to combine and write Turing radicals with one's own understanding of the laws of the world, and then one can really start to learn Gamore language.

"According to what you mean, isn't everyone's Turing root in Gamore language different?" After learning this, Leo couldn't help asking.

"That's right, that's a good question." The old man admired Leo's question and nodded in approval, because this question means that what he taught last night has been thoroughly learned by Leo. Afterwards, he gave an answer, saying: "Indeed, everyone's Turing root is different, just like the Turing root that you write the meaning of steam, it will definitely be different from mine, because your understanding of steam Comprehension and my understanding are different."

"In this case, how did the ancient wizards use Turing roots to communicate?" Leo asked puzzled.

"Is it so difficult that the basic radicals can't be used for communication?" The old man suddenly changed the language he spoke to Gamore, and said, "Just like we speak now, the basic radicals can be easily communicated." conversation."

Leo also used the Gamore language he had just learned, and said unproficiently: "Since the basic radical is enough, why create the Turing radical?"

Seeing that Leo could already speak in Gamore language, the old man smiled even more, and he answered very patiently: "According to the meaning of the ancient wizards, the basic root is the conversation between people, and The root of Turing is the conversation between man and the spirit of all things, as for the last three-dimensional root, it is the conversation between man and the laws that make up the world, which is also the domain of gods and a forbidden area for human beings."

Hearing this, Leo fell into deep thought, and the old man did not interrupt his thinking, and put some of his carefully selected poems written in Gamore language on the table in front of Leo, and stretched out With a lazy waist, he drove his wheelchair and left the study contentedly.

For the old man, although this night of teaching made him feel tired for a long time, but being able to complete a teaching initiative and teach a student with such a strong learning ability is the happiest thing for any educator .

After about ten minutes, Leo recovered from his contemplation, and the sub-brain system rearranged the basic radicals and instilled him into his brain. It will take a while to fully integrate into a proficient language , but during this period of time, with the assistance of the sub-brain system, it is still no problem for him to read and write in Gamore language.

Seeing that the old man was no longer in the study room, Leo was about to ask, but Vaschi who was waiting at the side stepped forward and said coldly: "The master gave you these poetry collections, and you are asked to write the poems in them in the next few days. Translated into English, Old French, and Modern French." Then he waved to Leo and said, "Come with me."

Leo picked up the poetry manuscript on the table, followed Vaschi out of the study room, and soon Vaschi took Leo to a place like a workshop outside the villa and walked in.

I saw that a hanger with a height and shape similar to his was placed in the workshop, a brown leather windbreaker suit was supported on the hanger, and his weapons king, queen and Paneer battle ax were also hung on it. There is also a backpack made of unknown black animal hide beside it.

Vaschi said to Leo coldly: "Master, I said that your holster, belt and bullet belt are all very well made, but the clothes on your body are too shabby, not worthy of these leather goods, so last night the master specially made them Someone custom-made such a suit of clothes for you, try it on! See if there is anything that needs to be changed?"

"You said it was made to order, so it could be you!" Leo circled around the hanger twice, then turned his head and smiled at Vaschi.

However, Vaschi didn't smile at all, just looked at Leo coldly.

Leo touched his cheek in embarrassment, and then began to take off his clothes. Seeing Vaschi standing beside him, he couldn't help asking, "Aren't you going to avoid it?"

Vaschi said with a poisonous tongue: "You see a dog shedding its hair, do you need to avoid it?"

Knowing that he was making fun of himself again, Leo didn't ask any more questions, and took off his clothes directly, and put on the clothes prepared by the old man.

For Leo, it is not a problem for men and women to share baths and locker rooms on the battlefield, but at that time he did not have much emotion between men and women as a biological weapon, but now that he has acquired the emotions of ordinary people, Under the influence of this emotion, the previously unscrupulous behavior now becomes somewhat embarrassing.

After changing the clothes, and putting on the holster, belt and other equipment, Leo felt the unusualness of the leather jacket on his body, because he couldn't feel any coolness from the surface of the leather jacket, and the leather jacket didn't look like Other leather clothes are so heavy, but they are very soft, and it doesn't hinder the movement in any way.

After Leo tried to quickly draw his gun a few times, he could quickly feel the benefits of this leather jacket. Vaschi on the side saw Leo's instant drawing of the gun, her eyes lit up, and she looked at Leo with more approval, but she didn't know that Leo's current action of drawing the gun was just an ordinary experiment. , if you look at it with all your strength, it is impossible to see how the pistol in the holster got into Leo's hand with her sight.

"What kind of leather is this made of?" Leo touched the soft leather jacket on his body and asked curiously.

"Fish skin." Vaschi responded briefly, then she picked up the top hat that must have been slightly upturned beside her, and threw it to Leo.

"I have a hat." Leo took a look at the hat and said.

Vaschi said indifferently: "I know, the hat is very nice."

Hearing this, Leo understood her subtext that the hat was good and she liked it, so she stayed.

Although the hat was made by Jean Valjean, it contained a blade mechanism, but he never used it after he put it on, and now that Vaschi has corrupted it, he doesn't feel any pity. What's more, he exchanged a hat for a suit of trousers, leather shoelaces, a jacket and a windbreaker. Speaking of which, he still made money.

Leo didn't say anything. He put on the hat in his hand and tilted it slightly. The way he wears the hat, plus the non-standard upturned brim of the hat, and his street style His appearance made him look a little unruly and rebellious, and he had the temperament of a bad boy.

Seeing Leo in this appearance, Vaschi's cheeks suddenly became rosy, but soon returned to the original fairness, as if nothing happened, and said coldly: "Put on your clothes and go! Master needs to take care of himself these few days. Rest and come back in a few days."

After finishing speaking, he ignored Leo, turned around and walked out of the workshop, and returned to the main house of the villa.

Leo didn't care about Vaschi's indifferent attitude, picked up the backpack made of another kind of strong animal skin, and took out the contents of the bag one by one for comparison. Although he believes in the old man's character, he will never put his life on the trust of others. Only when life is in his own hands can he feel at ease

After the items were compared one by one, Leo put his backpack on his back, left the villa, and walked towards Annie's hospital.