Chapter 100 Fatui: The Doctor has been captured!
"I also brought a set of ordinary cards. There are five of us now, which is just right for a five-player game. So before the activity starts, do you want to play a game first?" Seno took out another set of card boxes.
"Forget it, Senior Seno, none of us know how to play this." Kavi said with a stiff smile.
Sino: "I can teach you. The gameplay is very simple. First we have to draw an identity card..."
Harold: ...
You are totally unresponsive.
Sino: "...So each person can only use one attack card per turn, but some characters' 'stand-ins' can give them more attack opportunities. For example, if the Fire Prince's attack is dodged, he can use another attack card..."
"So powerful? Is that why you spent three million Mora to buy the Fire Prince character card?" Kavi asked curiously.
After listening to the rules of the game, he became interested in it.
“Of course not. If such a character can only be obtained by drawing cards, it will destroy the balance of the game and the playability of the game will be very low. War of the Seven Kings is not a superficial card game.
Look, the full set of cards that can be bought at the milk tea shop includes the Fire Prince character card." Saino took out the Fire Prince Diluk card from the card pile and handed it to Kawi.
Kawi looked at the red-haired and red-eyed Fire Prince on the card and became even more confused: "Since it was already in the original deck, why did you spend three million Mora to get another one?"
"Special character cards are different from regular character cards. Didn't you notice?" Sero opened the collector's edition album again and pointed at SP Diluk and said to Kawi, "Look, the costumes of special card characters will change."
"Just because I changed my clothes...?"
Kawi whispered to himself in disbelief, he actually thought SP Diluk wasn't as good looking as Diluk.
"No, the card surface is also made of special materials and it glows. What's more worth mentioning is that the pattern on the bottom of the card is also different from that of ordinary cards." Saino said in a slightly excited tone.
...That’s it?
There were a lot of little question marks above Kavi's head.
I don’t understand, I don’t understand at all.
Sino: "Originally, the market price of this card was 2.5 million Mora. I received this card from a child for 3 million Mora. Now its market price has reached 3.5 million Mora. Fortunately, I bought it early."
...Now I know who is speculating on grain. You people, stop driving up the price of grain! Harold rubbed his temple.
...
In the House of the Decree, two papers on "cells" were placed on the Great Sage's desk.
"...If he continues his research in this direction, he could establish a new theory or overturn the existing biological classification system, but the purpose of submitting these two papers was to pave the way for "Hybridization of Fraudulent Flowers"? "
Azar did not use a sarcastic tone. Compared with the last time, he felt more regretful in his heart. He was deeply impressed by Harold's research on improved sugar production. The fact that this scholar was able to come up with results on Dun Dun peach sugar and related results on Chuang Chuang nectar in just eight months was enough to prove his superhuman talent in the academic field.
Azar thought with some regret that some scholars tend to think that they cannot see the immediate benefits and only care about their own research results, which is in line with the way of thinking of some scholars.
Azar shook his head. "His current research project has indeed brought a lot of benefits to the Institute of the Church, but if he had lived in Xumi since he was a child and entered the Institute of the Church before the age of six to receive key training, his achievements would have been even higher now, and I would have been able to rest assured in letting him participate in this great research."
The blue-haired man beside him did not comment. He picked up a paper on the table and quickly flipped through it. After reading it briefly, he said, "As a scholar, you should respect all possibilities. Living in Xumi since childhood, or living in other places, is a possibility for him.
To assert that what he is doing is right or wrong before he can no longer create more possibilities is like writing down the conclusion of a chemical reaction before it stops..."
"You mean to invite him to join?"
"If the Ministry of Education is really short of manpower, you can let him do some marginal research—" The man suddenly paused, and several unclear images flashed through his mind:
The sky and treetops were shaking, and elemental bullets fired from the intersection of various elemental forces passed by.
From a bird's-eye view, they saw the musketeers and thunder sorcerers in combat postures. As their figures became farther and farther away, these well-trained warriors of the Winter Queen finally let out mournful cries:
"Master Doctor!"
"Let me go, you crazy woman!"
The boy's voice filled with hatred drowned out all the noise.
"Oh, how can you call me a crazy woman? I'll forgive you this time because you want to help me realize my 'Teyvat Continent Idol Project'."
The feminine voice of a woman also came into his mind along with Slice's thoughts.
The Doctor, or a slice of the Doctor in his prime, had not anticipated this turn of events.
Alice? The Witch Society? Those old ladies want to meddle in Xumi's affairs?
...What did she just say about the "Teyvat Continent Idol Plan"?
...
The purpose of creating more slices is to study different possibilities of oneself at different time points, but this "possibility" is no different from the explosion of an instrument during the experiment.
If it falls into the hands of that crazy woman, the slice will become a useless experimental subject and should be destroyed.
The Doctor thought.
Just as he was about to activate the self-destruction program of the small slice, Alice's voice suddenly broke into his mind again:
"Well, if we catch one, the next one will be in the House of the Lord? How many slices did Dottore cut? Is it enough for me to form an idol team?
Do you have a way to contact each other? Can you help me tell Dotore to cut more girls out! "
PhD:...
"...That crazy woman." He murmured softly.
"What?" Hazard looked at his partner in confusion.
"It's just a minor emergency, nothing serious, there's no need to trouble you, sir." The doctor spoke the honorific in a mocking tone.
He gave up the idea of destroying the small slice. He wanted to keep the small slice and use it as a positioning tool to monitor Alice's movements at any time. Otherwise, he himself might become the plaything of that crazy woman.
...
Saturday's society activities were over, and Harold did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he walked into his studio with Kavi.
"I have finished the 'Shared Tricycle Promotional Video'. The images and sounds are recorded, but I am worried that the audio and the pictures may not be synchronized when it is shown in the evening."
This was the suggestion Harold gave him a week ago. They could make a promotional video about shared tricycles in the form of a movie and play it in various places in Xumi City. While promoting this project, they could also inform residents in detail about how to operate the shared tricycles and the penalties for violating traffic laws.
Kavi thought this was a good idea. He had originally planned to post posters on bulletin boards throughout Xumi and use comic strips and instruction manuals to promote the project before the shared tricycles were officially launched, but Harold's proposal would obviously be more effective.
Moreover, in order to study the mini camera and mini phonograph, he had already purchased these two devices for research, so he did not need to spend extra money.
But while making the promotional video, he discovered some problems.
Kavi lifted the red cloth covering the phonograph and lowered the needle.
Kavi's voice flowed out as the record turned:
"We are building some 'canopies' near the Fatwa House, which are actually parking spots for 'shared tricycles'. The so-called shared tricycles are...
To use these shared tricycles, you need to meet the following conditions... Now let me show you how to use them. First of all——"
Kavi raised the needle and said distressedly, "The current record can only record five minutes at most. I have tried to reduce the content as much as possible, even omitting the greeting, but it still can't be recorded."
“And the sound quality is still a little bit poor, but it’s already very good, I can hear it clearly, um... I don’t know if it can achieve this effect when playing outdoors.
After all, the experience of listening outside and in the room is completely different, and the scene might be very noisy, which would make it even harder to hear clearly. "Harold seemed to be thinking.
Kavi nodded in agreement and whispered, "I've put my head into a speaker to record it, and the results are still not satisfactory."
"Because the senior always wants to be perfect." Harold sighed. In fact, it is not easy to record so well with the current equipment.
Moreover, this was only used as a promotional video, not for dubbing a film for a competition. It was completely sufficient for now. If it was to be improved, it would cost tens of millions of Mora to purchase more professional equipment.
"This is the senior's artistic pursuit." Kavi sighed and put the second record on the turntable reluctantly.
"——First scan your face. If you already have a tricycle driver's license, you can successfully unlock it...
Finally, be sure to lock the car so that the tracker can confirm that you have exited the use state. Otherwise, until the next person locks the car, all his actions will be attributed to you, including violations. So please remember to lock the car. "
The last few sentences are obviously hurried, as the author realizes that the time is running out.
After the record finished playing, Kavi raised the needle and said to himself, "...it's still not good enough."
Then, he looked at Harold and asked shyly, "How is it? Well, let's not talk about the sound quality first... Do you think there is anything else you need to add to my description?"
Harold thought for a moment and said, "It should be gone. Let's check the film again."
"Well, okay, I'll add more to it later if I think of it. In that case, I might have to record another album." Kavi said as he lifted the red cloth covering another device.
It was a hand-cranked projector, placed on a rectangular table with thin legs nearly one meter high. Its simple shape looked very charming, but also rather bulky.