Chapter 367: Flowers, Birds, and Trees

In fact, many times the novelty content in the newspaper does not affect people's lives very much.

Novels, stories, gossip and rumors, most of the time what drives people to buy is often "interesting" rather than "good-looking".

It is just a fantasy that a single serial novel can skyrocket newspaper sales several times, and paper carriers need credibility and word-of-mouth, as well as time accumulation, so a good newspaper can drive newcomers, and super popular writers can also drive small newspapers.

Generally speaking, even if something strange happens, it doesn't come to the front of you, it doesn't affect your daily life, even if there are only two moons in the sky and there is only one left tomorrow, most of them are full of freshness and excitement, repeating their semi-infinite cycle of daily life, the country is stable, the nation is harmonious, and the small days are delicious, then everything is good, compared to what a certain high-ranking official has made and what has contribution, or pork has been reduced in price is more meaningful.

Therefore, there are no government officials, no gossip, no novels, no rumors, and most of the things like the Technology News are read by students, teachers, and young people with active thinking and novel ideas.

As a result, on the newspaper shelf of Nuoda, Albert's newspaper only occupied a vacant space.

The ups and downs in the world of magic theory, only insiders seem to be shaking, throwing this news out, throwing it into the rolling red dust, not even a little splash, perhaps, occasionally there will be people who sigh for the progress of magic, rejoice and cheer for this prosperous world, but that's all.

In Cederas, the sorcerers conquer the mountains, jump into the oceans, and prepare to open up a truly endless exploration into the sky, they build tall buildings, build bases, the light and heat of the stars are sown on the planets as the basis for spell casting, the eternally active particles are strictly divided according to the periodic table, and the evolution of consciousness driven by the rules of runes makes life form limits have to be compromised, and these are all perfectly normal in the eyes of the inhabitants of this civilization, they bury their heads in the earth, obsessed with the shortcomings of their parents, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and manipulate more and more convenient magic at will and naturally, and this is the hotbed of progressใ€‚

Everyone is sure that countless books of futuristic fantasies prove that wizards never believe that this is the limit, that there are no limits.

These people oppose Albert's point of view, precisely because they are responsible for the field that they have struggled for most of their life, so he does not care, and says that he is fearless.

"Anyway, they can't stop me from drinking tea. Under the shade of the trees, hot tea, he said, "Let them scold, a new theory must be demonstrated, scrutinized, considered, and proven four processes to gain a foothold, if everything is really going well, then I have to suspect that I am dreaming." โ€

In his words, all those who state uncertain theories in an affirmative tone lack the most basic scientific literacy.

"Not being envied is mediocrity. She sang like an opera, "Half a step ahead of the times is a genius, and one step beyond the times is a madman." โ€

The above quote comes from the great magician Albert. โ€

"No kidding. โ€

said so, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth had betrayed him: "This is obviously said by Lu Xun." โ€

Anyway, there's no way the old gentleman from another world can come here and lift the coffin board, he thought.

Similar to other port cities, this is a place with a mixed population, they are in a small park that is not too big, and the time is still early in the morning, and people are enjoying their leisure.

In the forest path, the seemingly thin blood clan boy gasped, recalling the bats that chased Feiyan and trained for long-distance running, so that they could be integrated with themselves again, and the young man danced the long sword, and the furious thunder was limited to the narrow sword body, each knife carried the kinetic energy of electromagnetic ejection.

The cold wind blew, blowing the fire in the knee-high iron bucket on the top of the artificial earth mountain dozens of meters high, four young people nibbled on just the right barbecue, the aroma of the seasoning was overflowing, and the colorful flags with community activities written on the top of the news bulletin board fluttered, and the four little old men hid in the gazebo to play against each other, surrounded by a few aunts and uncles.

There are also people reading books and newspapers on the bench next to them, and in the giant flower pot surrounded by the back, the [Energy Ring Awakening] plant heater seems to provide heat to dispel the cold.

There is also the old man in white's long hair slightly moved, he is strong in the feet, rooted in the earth, condensed in the waist, hair in the shoulders and elbows, steel fist dance battle formation against the enemy, between the moves, the killing machine looms, proving that he may have fought when he was young, there are lives in his hands, and the strength spreads, and he actually drives the leaves to rotate slowly around the ankle but not around the ankle, such as the five elements of Tai Chi, the cycle of heavenly principles, endlessly, the little grandson next to him learns his movements, and he plays with a good look, although it is not as good as his condensation into a circle, continuous, and there is no invincible spirit between the square inches of me, but it can also bring up a trace of energyโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” really tell the general story, there is such a grandfather, a proper protagonist.

In the circular square of Nuoda, two storytellers, an old man and a young storyteller, are reading.

This is not an ordinary reading, less responsible for narration, scene dubbing, the old person in charge of character dialogue, that dialogue is actually according to the gender, age, place of origin, read, imitation of the subtle beauty, close your eyes, just listen to the sound can outline the character image, scene color, really worthy of one of the folk art inheritance, I don't know how much hard work has been done in secret.

And in front of the storyteller's wooden table, the cardboard box for the money is stuffed to the brim, which is also worthy of their ability.

A lot of people are here, and the benches around the circular park square are full of people, holding teacups, reading books and newspapers, waiting for the red sun to rise and the slanting sun to pierce the morning fog like a sword.

The white bird flew early, I don't know which house-bred pet bald eagle waited for the owner to return from morning exercise, it gnawed on the breakfast barbecue that others threw at it, I have to say, its cry is really not worthy of the appearance of domineering side leakage, humble, bird-like, but a little bit of joy, particularly cute.

The cold air in the night has not completely faded at the moment, they are entrenched, and the alternation of cold and heat stirs up the air current, drives the wind, and makes people feel very sober.

In the morning breeze, Cecilia stretched hard, the inhuman part of the show stretched hard, and then found him looking at herself.

The cat girl blinked and couldn't hold back her laughter.

"After all these years, haven't you seen enough?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" he finished another sketch, the caricature of the character perfectly showed her charm, the wizard covered his nose with one hand, deliberately made a nosebleed on her thigh, and gave a thumbs up, "Beautiful." โ€

He has made sure that his trip around the world will no longer be hindered, at least not in the way of going through the formalities of leaving the country.

So, today he is in a very good mood and can still laugh with her.

There was a gust of air coming from his face, a spirit, shaking his hair, suddenly felt refreshed, he made a sound with his tongue, sparks bloomed in his mouth, and the increasingly perfect [energy plunderer] around his body was turned on, and the energy flowed along his body, and then the rune group was closed and extinguished, this should be a good start, he was in good shape, it was time to replenish some spare materials, spell casting materials and cooking materials, they must all be used, finish it early, and sell a few more self-made modules, and you can rest assured in the afternoon.

As long as there is a plan, Albert never procrastinates.