(Happy New Year!)

Instead of a big meal, Sean tasted the food on the street by himself.

It wasn't until nightfall that Sean returned to the Golden Oak Inn. Andrew Johnson was waiting for him in the hall.

He didn't feel embarrassed at all about the news of betraying Sean here, he took out a gilded invitation and said:

"Mr. Connelly, Mr. Robert Palmer, President of Al-Quds University, has entrusted me to invite you to participate in a debate at the Al-Quds University Medical Laboratory. ”

"What debate, does it have anything to do with me?" Sean asked knowingly, "I'm busy, please apologize to Mr. Chancellor on my behalf, and I'm not a scientist, so I can't accompany you." ”

Sean replied crisply. Johnson was surprised:

"Why wouldn't you want to go for such an opportunity? ”

"Your understanding is correct, but I don't care. Sean shrugged.

Johnson shouted at his back:

"Mr. Connelly, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for you to get ahead, otherwise you would be just a civilian. Cowards, cowards, or maybe you're still a liar. ”

Sean turned around, walked back quickly, grabbed Johnson's collar, and slammed the back of his head against the counter.

The waiter at the counter tucked his hand underneath, and it looked like he might pull out a pistol to rescue the young owner.

"You have to say it again! I have killed countless people on the battlefield, and I will take back your words at once, or I will make you look good." ”

Johnson was two years older than Sean, but at this time he was frightened by Sean's cold expression, and stammered:

"I ...... I...... It's just that...... Reporting...... Someone else's ...... Words!"

"What do they say?" asked Sean.

They said that in the past, some people used to sterilize by heating, and when boiling yeast soup, the air in the bottle was heated, and the yeast soup needed to produce small animals was natural air. You can't put yeast soup with natural, unheated air without producing yeast, mold, bacilli, or critters!

They also say that yeast appears in every corner of the world, every year of every century, and makes wine from grape juice.

"So I need to prove that the bacteria came from the air?" Sean asked.

Johnson's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes, your words hit the nail on the head, and now I believe you really understand!"

Sean let go of his hand, and carefully straightened his shirt, and said, "Andrew, I need your favor." ”

"I have a new idea for my steam engine, but I need ......," Johnson said.

Sean briskly took out twenty gold louis and said:

"Help me with a little thing, it's yours. You see this hotel is good, it belongs to Johnson's family, but it has nothing to do with you, and you need money to experiment with your dreams, don't you?"

"Refreshing!" Johnson snapped his fingers, "Tell me, I declare in advance that I will not do anything that violates the law and morality, this is my principle." Johnson said.

Sean asked the front desk attendant for a piece of paper and a pen, and drew a sketch with a brush:

"Can such glassware be customized?"

Johnson glanced at it, nodded and said, "The shape is weird, but the difficulty is not one percent of the difficulty of my steamship, as long as you give enough money, any glassmaker can customize it exclusively for you." ”

Sean directly pushed the twenty golden louis in front of him:

"After that, I'll pay you another twenty, and when the utensils are made, you can send them directly to your headmaster, and if anyone doesn't understand what I mean, then I won't go to this debate. ”

"I know, that's an experiment you've been doing since you were five years old, right? Besides, can you be so arrogant if you have money?"

"You're wrong, I was going to do it when I was six years old. On the second point, to have money is to be arrogant, which I heard this morning from a factory owner. ”

"Okay, I'll do it right away. You're really not going to the debate?" Johnson asked again, nodding his head.

"I'm busy. Sean waved his hand, "Go ahead and do it, or I'll take back my gold Louie!"

Johnson immediately disappeared.

For the next few days, in addition to visiting the cultural monuments in the Holy City, Sean went to the Holy City Library, located next to the White House.

It was founded during the Fourth Reich and has a history of 300 years, and it was first owned by the Church, which only had books related to theology, and only the clergy came here.

As the modern natural sciences show more and more of their power, theological works will be crowded into the corners of the library.

As soon as you enter the library door, you can see a huge statue of the sage, the personal statue of Campbell, the scholar who founded the heliocentric theory, caressing the scroll and staring into the distance.

On the pedestal is an inscription:

In the beginning, the people tried to use magic spells to make the earth abundant, to protect poultry and livestock from destruction, and to prevent the born from dying young.

Later, we prayed to the gods that they would not send calamity and disease, and that we would burn our flesh and blood on the altar stained red.

Later, bold philosophers and sages appeared, who lifted the fog that covered the world and proved that nature should be the way it should be.

Sean stood in front of the statue for a long time. The course of history is always similar, from barbarism to ignorance, and then to civilization, and some people are always remembered by history.

"That's a thought-provoking quote, isn't it?" a thick voice sounded. Sean replied and saw a spirited old man standing behind him.

"Excuse me, is this quote from Mr. Campbell?" asked Sean.

"To be honest, I don't know, it's said to be a student of Campbell. The old man said, "I'm sorry, but I noticed that you have been standing here for half an hour. ”

"So long?" Sean was surprised by his actions, "Are you the curator here?"

"No, I should say I'm the former curator. The old man smiled, "I have worked here for twenty years, and after a long time, I have developed a special hobby, I like to observe everyone who walks in front of this statue." I noticed that when you first came, you stood here for an hour, and today you stood here for half an hour. Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Sean Connery, you can call me Sean, Mr. Curator. Sean replied respectfully.

A hint of surprise flashed in the curator's eyes, and he said with a smile, "So, Sean, is this your first time in the Holy City?"

"Yes, I used to be a soldier, and now that I'm retired, I'm here to visit the Holy City. I've heard that this is the smartest place in the world, so I'm here to get a little bit of culture. Sean said.

"Oh, I thought I was a student at some university. The curator said, "I'm sorry, but in the eyes of us laymen, soldiers are rude and unlearned. Yes, the army is just a tool, and a tool should not have the ability to think. ”

"No, no, Mr. Curator, I think the army is not just a tool, the army should think about what it is fighting for, like we are defending our homeland. An army with a common mind is invincible. "For example, in the Tithe Wars of the last century, the church improvised a legion of clergy, but their combat effectiveness was amazing. ”

"Then why did they lose the war?" asked the curator.

"They won most of the battles, but they only lost one, and that was the battle of the people's hearts. Sean said, "Those who win the hearts of the people win the world." When everybody is against the church, they lose. ”

"Well, the famous words of the Xia people. This sentence is very incisive. The curator nodded, "The civilization of the Xia Kingdom was once countless times more advanced than us, and now we are finally going hand in hand. In some areas, we are even ahead, such as in the natural sciences. ”

"I've heard that the last battle at sea made them suffer a lot. Sean said.

"Yes, they are the giants of the sea, and although they spread civilization, they also grab too many benefits. Now they have also established their own university, and this time they are visiting our country, accompanied by the president of Kyoto University. ”

"May I ask what the name of their headmaster is?" asked Sean.

"It just so happens that Mr. Headmaster is coming here, you can meet the guests with me. The curator said meaningfully.