Chapter 120 New Traffic Laws
After recording a day's experimental data and feeding the Prank Flower, Harold returned to Xumi City.
Kavi had submitted a research application report on the application of pulley vehicles to the Fatwa Council and received the stamped document four days ago.
The sages of the Myo-lun school were very optimistic about this project, and Kavi's proposal in the project application to use the pulley to move models, transport books, etc. was approved.
"The next step is just to improve the design and find the right material to make the wheels...
Lord Rashid's decision is relatively conservative, but the wise man is right. This kind of pulley is indeed difficult to control the speed. If it is quickly promoted, it may cause a major accident... If it is only used in the House of the Magisterium, it should be considered more durable than affordable price, right? "
Kavi sat on the wheelchair and pushed the ground unconsciously, causing the chair to slide slightly on the ground.
The approval of the scooter project, the approval of the project to build a screening room for the promotion of scholars' projects at the Institute of Teaching, and the official construction of the shared tricycle parking lot and supervision room all made him feel happy.
Thinking about the remaining work and the current date, he could graduate by the end of the year. Then he could go to the academy as an outstanding graduate of Miaolun School and wear clothes of his own design.
His carefully designed clothes, like his architectural art, are the embodiment of his own artistic ideas and aesthetics. He believes that his art can bring a shock of beauty to the new students.
Kavi happily spread out several drawings on the workbench. "These are the ones I kept after careful selection. Which one should I choose? It's a bit difficult to decide. Harold, if we don't consider functionality, which one do you think looks the best?"
"This one, this one is not bad either." Haroldt first picked out a design drawing that was very similar to the pulley flatbed trolley in his previous life, and then picked out a design drawing that was similar to a shopping cart. The others were also good, but as a time traveler, they always seemed a little unpleasant to him.
"Well, I also think these two are more practical." Kawi agreed, "This one has a low center of gravity, so it's not easy to tip over, and it won't be that hard to carry heavy objects up there.
This kind of thing is suitable for the Wisdom Palace. When the clerk or the chief secretary organizes books, it will be very convenient to take and use the books. Then I will make a physical model based on these two directions. "
These days, Kavi and Harold have carried out publicity work on the shared tricycle issue in six different places, and the results have been very significant.
When the craftsmen affiliated with the House of the Decrees finally began construction according to the drawings provided by Kavi, the residents near the construction site guessed that the project was about to come out, and everyone was very excited. There were always crowds of people watching the craftsmen during their work, and the residents, especially those who were old enough to get a driver's license, were looking forward to the day when these sites would actually be completed.
After deliberation at the Sages' Conference, the six sages finally passed the traffic law reform proposed in Kavi's project report with five in favor and one against, and announced that the new traffic law will be officially promulgated in Xumi City next month.
The results of the sages' deliberations and the general content of the new traffic law were posted on bulletin boards throughout Xumi City. Residents living near the Church of the Lord and well-informed residents all knew the purpose and significance of the new law.
After seeing the relevant announcement, many scholars who had never heard of the news before reacted with surprise. They simply could not believe that there was a scholar who could prompt the sages to formulate new laws to pave the way with just a project application.
As a result, the "Shared Tricycle" project has recently become a hot topic within the Fatwa Council, and the topic of the project initiator's name and other achievements has naturally frequently appeared in the conversations among scholars.
After learning that the project report was signed by two young scholars under the age of 20, Kavi and Haroldt, when other scholars talked about the matter again, their attitude towards the project initiators changed from astonishment to envy, and some people who tried to take advantage of the situation quickly gave up those ideas.
Residents of Xumi City who are more concerned about the practical benefits that tricycles can bring to them, who are far-sighted, or who are eager to try a new way of travel have begun to ask people for help and make connections.
Trying to understand the specific content of the new traffic law, which is currently only circulated within the upper echelons of the Council of Religious Orders, they guessed that the driver's license test would definitely test this knowledge, and they wanted to prepare early so that they could be among the first to get a driver's license and ride on the road.
At eight o'clock in the morning on the weekend, a recruitment advertisement was posted in the Zubair Theater in the Grand Bazaar, openly recruiting desert mercenaries with excellent dancing and singing skills. Once this special recruitment information was posted, it immediately attracted many residents.
The mercenaries rushed to tell each other, and within less than two hours, not only the commanders of the thirty-man group patrolling the Grand Bazaar, but even the mercenaries as far away as Port Ormos knew the news.
Azra, the commander of the Thirty-Man Group stationed near the theater, is a fan of Nilu. Whenever she hears dance music from the Zubair Theater, she listens intently, so obsessed that she forgets she is on guard. After seeing the notice of the Zubair Theater, she began to wonder, are the Thirty-Man Group considered mercenaries from the desert?
At 3:40 in the afternoon, the interview had not yet begun, and almost all the mercenaries who came to the rainforest to make a living gathered near the Grand Bazaar. On the open-air seats outside the taverns and cafes, on the stone steps, under the tall ancient trees...you could almost always see the figures of the Gilded Brigade mercenaries wearing red scarves.
All members of the mercenary group "Blazing Beast Hunters" where Dixia was located were dispatched. A dozen young male mercenaries arrived in Xumi City by boat from Omos Port at noon.
After arriving in Xumi City, they found that the food here was more expensive than that in Omos Port. Even the wraps that could be found everywhere in Xumi were five hundred Mora more expensive than those in other places. They all began to regret not packing some snacks to bring with them.
In order to arrive on time, each of them spent 7,000 Mora on the boat ticket, and now they were reluctant to spend money on lunch.
Most of them felt that their physical fitness had been honed to an excellent level during the battles, and they could remain in good condition even if they were hungry. There was no need to spend extra money on food. If they failed to find a job, the money wasted would definitely become a thorn in their hearts in the future.
A small number of members who are young and strong with outstanding personal abilities, and a few who take advantage of their youth to spend as much as they earn, do not care much about spending more money here, but they tacitly agree not to mention temporarily leaving the team to eat.
The Zubair Theater is open to the public, and one can see the troupe members rehearsing on the stage from the outside. A dozen mercenaries have the rare leisure time to appreciate the acrobatic performances and musical instrument studies. They look with curiosity at the acrobat Kurosh, who is wearing a costume with exaggerated puff sleeves, standing on one foot on a steel wire rope, throwing his pointed hat up, which flies two meters up and lands steadily on his head.
"He must be very accurate in throwing the flying knife."
"Last time, an employer of mine asked me to kill a mushroom pig raised by his classmate with a flower pot and disguise it as an accident. I really couldn't think of how to complete this task, so I rejected his commission - it turns out that this is all I have to do."
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A dozen people were enjoying the performance and making jokes, but when the star of the Zubair Theater, the red-haired girl Nilu, walked onto the stage in gorgeous costumes, they immediately stopped talking and even their smiles froze on their faces.
"Is that Miss Nilu, the actress who plays the Queen of Desert?" Harun stared at the graceful figure from afar with his eyes wide open.
Hisham also stared at the beautiful girl intently. He had lost the ability to speak and just nodded woodenly.
"You are so embarrassing. Don't act like you've never seen a woman before! Who would dare to join our mercenary group if you are like this?"
Khalaf reacted and gave each of the two winter melons a head.
It was these two idiots. Every time a female mercenary wanted to join, they would stare at her and scare away the female mercenaries who wanted to join the Blazing Beast Hunters. So until now, there is only one female mercenary in their mercenary group, Dixia.
"It's rare to begin with." Harun muttered, holding his head, and looked towards Nilu unconsciously, "Is this our desert clothing? Why haven't I seen it before?"
"The recruitment notice said that the theater was going to perform a story that happened in the desert hundreds of years ago. Those were the costumes of the Desert Queen hundreds of years ago. It's normal that we don't recognize them..."
Khalaf himself was not quite sure, as he had never seen similar clothing before. In the desert today, even the tribal leaders did not have the conditions to dress so gorgeously.
"It turns out that the desert people used to dress so well." Hisham looked at Nilu, then looked down at his own clothes. He had already put on his cleanest set of clothes, but if he looked closely, there were still some indelible blood stains on them.
But instead of hurting himself, the first thing he thought of was that when the opera was performed, many people would get to know that their desert also had unique costumes, and that the queen of the desert was elegant, beautiful and mysterious, and was a noble woman loved by the people like queens in other places.
"Our clothes are beautiful, aren't they? They are comfortable to wear and do not affect your activities. They are not at all tacky as some people say. I think my clothes are well designed. Although the tailor who made my clothes has never been to school, the clothes she made are great!"
Harlan opened his arms and looked at his wristbands. He finally found the right occasion and had the confidence to speak out his true feelings. "...but I don't have the time or money to make myself a few new ones."
"It's a pity that Dishia is not here. If she saw the notice of Zubair Theater, she would definitely be tempted. If she could work in the theater, she could wear those beautiful clothes every day and wouldn't have to work so hard all day... Whose commission did she accept? Why haven't we heard from her for so long?"
"Hey, if Dishia was here, she would definitely be selected."
"But can Deshia dance?"
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“She doesn’t seem to be able to sing either?”
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