Chapter 393 His Highness Colin, who is as fair as the sun
It is not only the apprentices who need the care of the Demon King, but also the scholars who need to be fed.
Although arranging resources for the restarted Virtual Realm is nominally a "two-way choice", in the case of imbalanced supply relationships, the selection opportunities of the Reorganization Committee clearly far exceed those of scholars who are eager to share the dividends of the Virtual Realm but suffer from lack of access.
· Scholars who are eager to participate in this virtual realm redistribution feast have already formed a long queue. Application letters filled the mailbox of the committee office like snowflakes, and even crowded into the Magic Science Laboratory and even Luo Yan's dormitory.
What Luo Yan has to do is to ensure that these resources are allocated to people worthy of his investment.
In the "fair" way that these scroll kings most desire,
He doesn’t need to do anything with this favor, or let his mentors and professors do it for him.
He only needs these people to think repeatedly about "His Royal Highness Colin"'s time in Xuebang when they encounter unhappiness in life and studies.
This is almost certain to happen.
After all, no matter how high they climb, Hector is their ceiling.
Looking at Professor Hector's attitude towards his apprentice, we can tell that this guy must be full of evil fire that has no place to release during his work.
At that time, even if only one tenth of the idealistic scholars came to the Janna continent to join him, their wisdom would be enough to support a brand new mage tower.
At dusk.
A seminar room dedicated to meetings of the "Virtual Realm Asset Restructuring Committee" with a solemn and solemn atmosphere. The huge long black oak table and rows of high-backed chairs symbolize the supreme academic authority of the committee, which presses on the hearts of all those who are waiting.
Dozens of tutors and professors who are usually highly respected in front of students are now sitting in the waiting seats like apprentices waiting for the final assessment.
They had different expressions, some nervously rubbed the staff in their hands, some pretended to be calm and closed their eyes to rest, and some were whispering to the people next to them, exchanging uneasy glances.
"What is the great sage thinking, actually leaving the future of Xuebang in the hands of an outsider? "It's not a good thing to be too young. I would rather let Alister Thorne choose. He may not be fair, but at least he has enough weight."
"I don't know, but I don't think a committee is related to the "future of Xuebang". Maybe His Highness the Great Sage has his own plan? "
"Sometimes I really don't understand him."
"That's normal. If you understand, you will be a sage."
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The scholars here are all the backbone of the school, and most of them are at the silver level and gold level, and there are even a few rare platinum level magicians among them.
However, at this moment, the fate of all of them hangs on a thread, waiting for the young man named Colin to choose——
A mentor named Rockwell holds his lifelong research notes tightly in his arms, and his palms are already soaked with sweat.
He has been studying virtual reality theory for thirty years, but he has never been given the opportunity to host a project independently because he is not good at sociability. This was his only chance in life, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest.
In sharp contrast to the tension and depression in the room, is the calmness on one side of the long table.
Luo Yan did not sit high on the throne like a lord, but sat at the table in an approachable manner.
He was lowering his head and talking softly with the teaching assistant beside him, flipping through the candidate files in front of him from time to time, his expression focused and calm.
The more relaxed he was, the more nervous the scholars waiting around him became.
This invisible contrast highlights the absolute power in his hands far better than any majestic ceremonial guard, although he has never deliberately showed off this glory.
Finally, he closed the first file in his hand, raised his head, and scanned the whole place with gentle eyes.
The room instantly became quiet.
"Everyone," Luo Yan's voice was clear and steady, temporarily calming everyone's anxiety, "Thank you for coming."
"Time is precious, let's get started."
Luo Yan motioned to the teaching assistant beside him, who immediately read out the first name aloud.
"First, Professor Camille."
A middle-aged professor with a fat body and a proud look stood up from the waiting seat.
He straightened his master's robe embroidered with gold, walked forward with steady steps, nodded casually to Luo Yan, and started his statement directly.
As a platinum-level powerhouse, he did not need to deliberately please the prince. And Luo Yan didn't care whether his attitude was humble or not, he just listened patiently to what he continued to say.
"About the issue of the depletion of Void Realm No. 100—" His voice was loud and full of unquestionable confidence, "I must point out that
The situation at that time was extremely complicated, and we unfortunately encountered a rare situation. Void energy fluctuations have led to serious rejection of plane laws.
In the final analysis, the root cause of the failure was the serious lack of investment in resources by the council.”
What are void energy fluctuations?
The scholars in the audience looked at each other, obviously they did not expect this guy to talk such nonsense when he came up.
Professor Camille did not care, and continued to use complex academic terms and his own qualifications to overwhelm others while talking.
Although he did not show arrogance on his face, his words still revealed his contempt for Colin, the "young executive chief".
At the end of his statement, he cleared his throat and mentioned something seemingly casually.
"Even my mentor at the time, Professor Alister Thorne, felt deeply sorry for the accident and asked Your Highness to give me another chance. I will not let you down!"
He believed that using the name of his teacher would be enough for the imperial prince who had been favored by Professor Alister to give him the respect he deserved.
He has heard that the reason why His Highness Colin was able to obtain Void Realm No. 440 and Void Realm No. 178 was with the tacit approval of Professor Alister.
You can't do anything just relying on Hector's face.
Luo Yan patiently listened to his entire statement without any expression on his face. He did not make an immediate evaluation, but just flipped through the research file that Weilic had just handed over.
After a moment, he raised his head and looked at Camille calmly.
"Professor Camille, I noticed in your report that the channel attenuation at that time was due to "unexpected disturbance of the energy tide". I think this should be the "void energy fluctuation" you mentioned? "
Professor Camiller looked happy, thinking that this was the step Colin handed over, so he nodded his head and said in a good tone.
"Exactly!"
That was almost ten years ago. If the top management of Xuebang hadn't remembered that there was still this virtual realm, he would have almost forgotten about it.
Luo Yan smiled, his voice suddenly sharpened.
"Then my question is, since you have detected high-risk energy disturbances, why do you still order to continue extracting the "tidal crystals" behind the virtual realm? Can you explain it?"
The confidence on Professor Camille's face froze instantly. Because he was unprepared for this problem, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"That - of course it is to reduce losses!" He argued calmly while cursing in his heart.
Isn't this just a formality?
Why are you so serious!
Luo Yan's lips curved in a playful manner, and he recounted the thoughts in his mind nine years ago.
h "I'm sorry to further squeeze out the remaining value of your research authority on the virtual realm before the council officially orders to withdraw it. I'm not satisfied with your explanation."
His voice was not loud, but it echoed clearly in the dead seminar room.
"You didn't even realize where your decision-making was wrong back then, and that's what I actually want to hear. Unfortunately,
I can't give this opportunity to you, although it could have belonged to you."
Ignoring the mistake on Professor Camille's face, Luo Yan looked at the apprentice and said in a calm voice.
ifier
It’s not your type, just reject it directly.
Under the complicated gazes of everyone, Camille was speechless, his face turned from white to red, and finally he turned around angrily and left the scene in embarrassment.
The entire seminar room was silent.
Including the teaching assistant sitting next to Colin, everyone was stunned by His Highness Colin's strictness and straightforwardness.
They did not expect that he would not give Professor Alister any face. This kind of ruthless approach is extremely rare in Xuebang.
The atmosphere in the waiting room became more tense than the cold wind in the north.
Teacher Rockwell hugged the notes in his arms even tighter, and the sweat in his palms almost soaked the old paper.
But fortunately, it was not his turn yet.
The assistant coach sitting next to Colin cleared his throat and said nervously, "Next, Tutor Rukoro."
As the assistant coach's roll call came, a smart and capable instructor stepped forward quickly.
Different from the arrogance of the previous one, his face was filled with a humble and enthusiastic smile. As soon as he came up, he bowed deeply to His Highness Colin with an extremely low posture.
This may be because his strength is only at the silver level and his teaching qualifications are still relatively young,
However, considering that he is still young, there is no chance that he will break through the gold level before the age of forty and enter the virtual realm research sequence as a collaborator.
Of course—it would be even more perfect if you could get your own virtual realm!
He can use this as a springboard to recruit mentors who are superior to him in supernatural power and academic ability, but who have no opportunities to study the virtual world and become "collaborators" to make up for his academic shortcomings.
Facing the assistant coach who walked up to him, Rucoro presented a beautifully bound plan in a gentlemanly manner and gave a very inflammatory speech.
"Dear Executive Chief Colin, Your Highness! After reading your masterpiece published in "The Sage" and having the honor to attend several of your public classes, I am deeply inspired!"
His voice was mellow, full of praise for Colin and his "deep understanding" of the "scientific" school, but his stubborn and deferential attitude surprised all the teaching assistants -
It turns out that mentors sometimes have to lick others.
They thought that only apprentices and teaching assistants needed to do this. ".-Your revolutionary theory on virtual realm interference has pointed out a new direction for us scholars who are trapped in the old paradigm! I studied all night and skillfully applied the calculus tools you taught in the modeling of virtual realm exploration. Fortunately, I achieved breakthrough results! All this depends on your grace and wisdom!"
"Please allow me to thank you again for your work! Your arrival is the best gift from Saint Sith to scholars like us who persist in the bitter cold!
He applied for No. 466, a virtual realm with great potential, trying to catch a ride on this reform and seize the opportunity.
Luo Yan listened and flipped through the other party's files at will, but he couldn't help but feel funny in his heart.
This guy probably doesn't even know that Virtual Realm No. 466 is a "primary forest sea" dominated by complex ecosystems, and he is still talking about the "optimal solution to the rune matrix."
Did this guy get the wrong script?
Luo Yan listened to the instructor's entire statement with a smile, and his gentle expression made instructor Lukoluo more confident.
It seems that he felt comfortable licking this Highness.
"Tutor, thank you for your wonderful statement." Luo Yan closed the file and asked with a smile, "Before we start discussing your plan, I am curious - how do you use "calculus" to explore the virtual realm?"
Hand in truth.
He himself had not thought about how the pie should be round, although it was not very important.
The smile on Rucoro's face froze instantly.
This question directly hit his weak spot.
Obviously, he was just copying His Highness Colin's scientific theory, but he did not really understand its core, and even had no introduction at all. Then again·
Why is this prince so serious? !
Rucoro hesitated for a long time, beads of sweat slipped from his forehead. He took out a tissue and wiped it again. After finishing it, he started to think about where to throw it away.
Assistant coach Velic saw this and stepped forward to take the banknotes from him.
· However, this "sightedness" that was too quick to come up made Rucoro, who was looking for an opportunity to delay, feel embarrassed.
"Listen, that was a great attempt! By deriving the derivative of the source force function, we found the critical point of its change. "Oh?" Luo Yan looked at him in surprise and said in a kind tone, "Can I be lucky enough to know what this source force function is? To be honest - my students and I have only recently figured out the "optimal path equation", and this is the only mathematical result we have in the field of source force using function tools - by the way, it has not yet been published. "
The scholars in the waiting seats all showed surprised expressions, exchanging the expressions on each other's faces and whispering in low voices.
"The optimal path equation? What is that?"
"No, I don't know——"
"Incredible, he has already applied those mortal knowledge to magic theory?!"
"But there are all apprentices in his laboratory, right?"
"Perhaps it was because of him, he just brought those apprentices along the way. I remember that His Highness seemed to like to add names everywhere,
The previous papers were that if Professor Hector is stingy to the point of being stingy, then His Highness the Prince is extremely generous.
But it doesn’t really matter to outsiders who did the research. Rather than the results of this botched performance, these scholars are more curious at the moment about what the optimal path equation is and what its role is.
Although His Highness Colin’s “science” has not yet played an obvious role in the research of virtual realm, some professors have used the tools he provided to come in handy in the field of lower-level magic research.
"Okay, that's all, Mr. Rucoro."
Luo Yan gently interrupted Professor Rucoro who was hesitating, but his words were without any warmth, "Your plan is excellent, but it lacks the most indispensable soul. What I need is a pioneer, not a parrot."
He is not afraid of offending people at all.
After all, he is the prince of the empire. Even if the authority of the nobles is not effective in the snowy plains, he still has the "privilege" to ignore all interpersonal relationships and implement his own will to the end.
In other words, this is his personality.
Rucoro's face instantly turned the color of pig liver.
He put away his plan without saying a word, and walked out quickly with a blushing face in the oppressive silence of the audience.
After a moment of silence, there was another murmur in the corner of the waiting room. The instructors who came here with the idea of trying their luck had already begun to retreat in their hearts.
"Holy Sith, even Master Rucoro was rejected -
"It seems that just flattering is useless, your Highness is serious!"
Listening to the discussions around him, Master Rockwell's already nervous mood sank to the bottom of despair.
He looked at the plain research notes in his arms, his heart felt gloomy, and he didn't know what to do.
Him After all, he is far inferior to Mr. Camille, who once studied with Professor Alister, in terms of strength and qualifications. In terms of emotional intelligence and ability to work, he is not as good as the 35-year-old Mr. Rucoro who served as his mentor.
He is just an honest man with no background, how could he win the favor of His Highness?
It's a pity that he didn't know that his respected Highness Colin liked honest people the most.
These are high-quality assets.
"Next, Instructor Rockwell."
Hearing his name, a thin mentor who was nearly fifty years old trembled suddenly. He held the thick research notes in his arms, took a deep breath, and walked to the long table with stiff and hurried steps.
He was so nervous that he did not dare to raise his head, and he stuttered a little: "First of all, Your Excellency, Chief. I am applying for the research permission of No. 247 Void Realm."
There was a chuckle from the waiting table. Although the sound was very soft, it was extremely harsh to Rockwell, whose whole body was tense.
"I know, Mr. Rockwell, let's get straight to the point." Luo Yan comforted him casually, and then opened his plan.
This plan is not beautifully done, but the format is standard and the content is detailed.
Rockwell nodded hurriedly, without any unnecessary praise, and just explained his research philosophy and views on the subject of the application like an endorsement.
After stating his thoughts, he placed the thick, yellowed and curled notebook in his hand on the table.
"This is all my experience and 247 research on "mental fluctuations of dormant individuals" in the past twelve years.
The situation in the virtual realm is very suitable. Please give me a chance, I won't let you down.
Hearing this strange research topic, the scholars sitting in the waiting seats whispered among themselves. There are rational discussions and snide laughter.
"What is the mental fluctuation of a dormant individual? It takes twelve years to study it?"
"Sounds like a subject from the Spiritual School, why did he come to the Source Law School?"
"Studying the dreams of vegetative people? What's the use of wasting time studying this thing? Just let the guy who can't wake up fall asleep."
Luo Yan's eyes fell on the file in his hand.
Void Realm No. 247, an icy world composed of countless metal cubes.
He speculated that it was probably an advanced civilization similar to a "brain in a vat", and the reason why the channel was on the verge of failure was probably because the previous researcher foolishly stole several "batteries" that were the core of the energy source, causing a large-scale power outage in the entire life-support system.
Of course, this is just his guess, and there may be other more exaggerated situations.
Rockwell was obviously limited by the limitations of the times and could not see that far, but he still proposed a genius idea in his plan: "I think those metal cubes may be similar to vampire coffins." He tried hard to explain his theory, "The fluctuations in mental power we detect do not come from the 'coffin' itself, but from the creatures sleeping inside." The reason why the last research failed was probably because the former professor took away the magic crystal that kept the "coffin" running, causing the creatures inside to die in large numbers due to the malfunction of the magic circle. "
He raised his head, and for the first time there was a glimmer of light that only appeared in the eyes of an explorer.
"So, I propose that we should no longer try to interact with those "coffins", and if we don't know what they do, don't touch anything. We can try to enter directly into the dreams of sleeping creatures, so we can understand what they are going through! "
He lowered his head sincerely, his voice trembling slightly with excitement.
"Your Excellency, I do not seek any honor, I only hope to have the opportunity to personally verify the theory of my life - even if it is only this once!"
There were whispers in the seminar room.
Professor Camille, who did not know when he returned to the venue, curled his lips in disdain, crossed his arms and sneered.
"Vampire's coffin? Is this a joke? Where did the vampires come from in the virtual world? Are there also demons and demon god's lackeys there?"
His voice was not loud, but it still reached Rockwell's ears clearly, making him blush and bury his head.
There was silence in the seminar room.
Luo Yan did not answer immediately, but motioned to the assistant teacher to get his notes.
After taking the notes, he flipped through the messy but spiritual notes, looking at the pages of densely packed text and the inferences full of fantastic ideas, and there was a hint of unabashed appreciation in his eyes as he wrote the unexpected words.
This guy is a talent.
However, they are not talents in the sense of magic, nor are they talents who study spiritual power, but talents in the field of "psychiatry"!
In this dark age when medicine is still stuck in empiricism, he is the only one among all the magicians Luo Yan has encountered so far who can study the brain beyond the framework of the soul.
It seems that the overly abstract supernatural power has indeed distracted the geniuses of Osland too much, preventing these most intelligent people from using their talents where they should be used.
Luo Yan closed his notes, raised his head, and pronounced his verdict in a gentle and clear voice.
"Mr. Rockwell, your persistence over the past twelve years is admirable. I appreciate your research and theory, and on behalf of the committee, I approve your application."
After saying that, he moved his eyes away from the stunned instructor Rockwell and looked at the equally stunned assistant teacher Velich next to him.
"Vilic, please make a note to approve an additional batch of start-up resources for the Rockwell Mentor Project. I hope to see this note become a reality, which will be of great benefit to our world."
"Well, good mentor." Velic quickly came to his senses and hurriedly wrote down the matter.
Rockwell raised his head suddenly, his bloodshot eyes filled with disbelief. He opened his mouth, but no words came out.
In the end, this old scholar, who was nearly fifty years old, suppressed the excitement in his heart and bowed deeply to the man in front of him who was much younger than him.
"You're welcome, Mr. Rockwell," Luo Yan smiled and said in a gentle tone, "You didn't get this opportunity because of my charity, but you impressed me with your knowledge."
Those resonant words made the entire seminar room quiet.
Hhearing these words as warm as the spring breeze, Rockwell could no longer suppress the emotion in his heart, and tears were streaming down his face.
St. Sith actually saw the light of fairness last time in this snowy field where the strong were respected!
Rucoro's eyes widened by mistake, his eyes filled with disbelief, and his mouth opened wide, unable to speak a single word.
Rockwell? !
This fifty-year-old antique?
Why?
As we all know, if a magician from a school is still a tutor when he is fifty, he will basically have to work as a tutor until he retires.
However, this prince from the empire did not play his cards according to the routine at all, and directly ignored this unspoken rule.
He looked around hurriedly, hoping that someone would come out to remind His Highness.
However, everyone here is smart, and they are all counting on others to come forward. How can they stand up and speak out at this time?
Except for one person——
"What a nonsense!" Professor Camille, who had returned to the seminar room earlier, cursed and left the venue angrily.
This is the second time he left the scene angrily.
He wanted to see who could meet Colin's standards, but he didn't expect that the one chosen after him would be a clown!
Camiller sneered in his heart.
Just wait and see!
When this messy committee finishes ruining the legacy left to future generations, the Council of Sages will finally realize how stupid it is to choose this random guy as the executive chief!
When the time comes, Professor Alister Thorne will naturally step in to clean up the mess!
Different from Camille who left angrily and those Rukoro who suppressed their dissatisfaction.
While they were complaining and even cursing in low voices, the eyes of those scholars who were truly talented but lacked background in the waiting room lit up with hope.
The real crown will never be dusted by the incompetent rage of clowns. Bugs feel that the fall of the sky just means the dawn of day for ordinary people.
They finally understood that the young executive chief was not simply strict, or deliberately making things difficult for them "civilian scholars". He was truly the chosen one bathed in the holy light!
He was fairly selecting scholars who were truly suitable for each precious virtual resource!