Falosi Mansion.

Caroli stood in the middle of the interior garden of the Falotsi Mansion, surrounded by flowers that had bloomed under the influence of the life force of the World Tree.

"Mr. Qiao Xiu, is this posture okay?"

Caroli stroked the black hair on the side of her face with her hand, stroking it behind her ear, and then leaned sideways in the direction of Qiao Xiu.

"Actually, Caroli, you don't have to pose deliberately, I'm just testing the performance of the World Tree."

Qiao Xiu pointed the 'camera' at Caroli with the camera in his hand.

After participating in the filming of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold", Caroli has a bit of the demeanor of a model on earth when facing the camera, but it is a pity that this girl's figure does not have anything to do with the word 'model'.

The footage captured by the 'camera' was projected directly onto a wall in the central garden through the primordial crystal in Qiao Xiu's hand.

The scene has been from Caroli holding the biscuit and nibbling like a rabbit to discovering that Joe Correction was filming her eating dessert with the 'camera', the Farrossi Flower suddenly woke up, immediately wiped the cookie crumbs from the corners of her mouth, stood up and showed her most attractive side in front of the camera.

This picture Qiao Xiu did not record it in the original crystal, but directly used the leaves of the World Tree as a medium to associate the 'camera' with the original crystal.

"Children of Chaos, although I've seen your miracles a dozen times, I'm still curious how you recorded the images of the past." The priest of Olanca, who had witnessed the whole process, suddenly asked.

"The principle is a little more complicated, and you can understand that there are a lot of light elemental particles stored in this primordial crystal." Qiao Xiu searched the memory reserve of the third prince, and the process of his invention of the 'video camera' was purely an accident, so that it was difficult for Qiao Xiu to explain it by magic or scientific means, and he could only give the priest of Orlanka a concept.

"Use the World Tree to give commands to rearrange these light elemental particles to refract different colors of light, and then stitch them together to form a picture."

"It's... The detailed manipulation of the elements requires a large number of inscriptions to support it. ”

The priests of Olanka could not imagine that the images were made up of extremely small particles of light elementals.

"The movie is a little different from the picture that is presented in front of your eyes now, but with the addition of the World Tree of the Black Wood Elves, it has been able to preliminarily complete the transformation of these shimmering particles."

Qiao Xiu waved his hand lightly, and the interface of the magic net appeared in front of Qiao Xiu's eyes.

What made Qiao Xiu very pleased was that after the 'No. 2 server' held by Jia Luoli was put into use, it greatly reduced the server load of the frost elf clan, and the transmission rate of inscriptions increased by about two or three times.

It's still hopelessly slow compared to the gigabit fiber on Earth, but at least it can load some pictures.

"Is this what you call TV, Mr. Qiao Xiu?"

After learning that these images would not be made public, Caroli pinched her cheek at the 'camera', and the flower of Phalotsi disappeared without a trace in an instant.

And this expression that Caroli posed, in just a few seconds, the grimace that Caroli had just made was projected onto the wall, and all the dark wood elves in the central garden saw the expression made by the Daughter of the Forest they served.

"TV... It can only be regarded as the simplest prototype, after all, it needs to rely on the leaves of the World Tree as a medium of reception. ”

Qiao Xiu took down the green leaf that was placed on this primordial crystal, and the picture that originally appeared on the wall disappeared in an instant.

A protospar is a program that can't carry the entire magic net, and Qiao Xiu can only use it as a medium to broadcast the picture, that is, a player that can't do anything except watch TV, and doesn't even have buttons.

Its power supply is magical, safe and environmentally friendly, and the receiver is the leaf of the World Tree.

"In other words, if this is sold as a commodity, everyone will be able to see the real Leon through this primordial spar while listening to the voice of Nolan?"

Caroli quickly understood the role of 'television'.

"This is just a defective product, if it really wants to be mass-produced, maybe the World Tree of the Frost Elves will be directly fried......"

"Fried hair? The Sacred Tree of the Frost Elves is very fond of you, the Children of Chaos, and the Sacred Trees are generous and easy-going towards their people. ”

The priest of Orlanka said suddenly, looking at Caroli, who could already hear the blessings of her own sacred tree.

"Well, if you pluck all the hair out of a cat, your anger will be light, and it's more likely that it will fight with you."

Qiao Xiu showed the Orlanka priest the leaf of the World Tree in his hand, which had naturally fallen off from the World Tree of the Frost Elves.

"If you want to complete the transmission of images, each original crystal needs to be used as a medium by the leaves of this World Tree, and the current users of Nolan's Voice are conservatively estimated at 70,000, and they are no longer satisfied with listening to the voice of 'Lyon', but want to see the picture of reality, these two things can satisfy them, if the price is not too expensive, I believe that many people will pay for it."

The example Qiao Xiu gave inexplicably made the Orlanka priest shudder.

She should have felt anger at this time, not shudder, because it was extremely repulsive for any elf to sell a part of the World Tree as a commodity.

But if the World Tree itself agrees, even if the elves have some complaints, they will not be able to take any lead.

"The sacred tree of the frost elves prefers to listen to you, children of chaos... I just hope you treat him well. "The priests of Orlanka tried to convince them to accept the protection of the Blackwood Elves, but Tylin refused, not just Tyrin... The World Tree that resides inside her makes the same choice.

"Of course I wouldn't deprive the World Tree of its leaves in order to create such a defective product, I'm just thinking of a more efficient method, but this method will take too long, and I will need to wait for Caroli's World Tree to grow further."

Josiu looked up at the other eight elven priests behind the Orlanka priest, and finally turned his gaze to the youngest elven priest, Luvita.

She clenched her hands and bit her lower lip all the time, still feeling guilty for not participating in the birth ceremony of the World Tree.

"As priests, you have the same nourishment as Carolee to draw nourishment from the World Tree, so I plan to set up special 'viewing spots' in various parts of Nolan to broadcast this 'Chant of the World'."

Qiao Xiu can't do the mass production of TV at present, but it is no problem to feed the white cat owner more feed, and after it is happy, it is still no problem to take hundreds of leaves to make hundreds of 'original spar' brand TVs, or ...... Magic Machine?

"I'm going to start planning the show 'Chant of the World' today, so Priest of Olanka, I know that the psalms you sing have unimaginable charm, but one style alone can't win the hearts of the people of Nolan, you can try other musical styles, and I'll provide you with some tunes to practice."

One of the highlights of this type of show is the diversity of contestants, and the most contestants on the planet can come from all walks of life and all over the country, and there is even a race added to this world.

The singing voices of the elves are indeed very beautiful, but the elven poems are all lullaby-like tunes, and if you listen to too much, it is enough to make people feel aesthetically tired.

"Other... Musical style? For generations, we have sung the 'fairy psalms' handed down from antiquity, so we have never tried any other style of music. The priest of Olanka said apologetically.

"It's not too late to try, do you like rock 'n' roll, or jazz, or country?"

Before Qiao Xiu finished finishing his impressive music style, the Orlanka priest and the other eight elven priests collectively looked at Qiao Xiu with puzzled eyes.

Perhaps the music system in this world does not have a systematic classification like the earth.

"Well... Wait until I go to the study and write some sheet music. Qiao Xiu felt that the only way to make them understand these things was to feel the charm of these music through hands-on practice.

Qiao Xiu remembered that Mrs. Nishizawa's study had many blank sheet music, and he could write several corresponding pieces from the memory in his mind.

"That's right... Do you mind sharing a house with my kindred and undead? Qiao Xiu asked suddenly before leaving.

The magic array that these elves had built to shield against magic fluctuations was too strong, and it still didn't dissipate after completing the ritual of welcoming the sacred tree.

Qiao Xiu felt that he could use the power of this magic array to summon a great existence from the Demon Realm.

………………

The Prophet had left the White Vitex Theater half an hour earlier, and the manager of the theater, Sir White Vitex, was very enthusiastic in driving the magic guide vehicle he had just purchased to send the emissaries of the Demon Realm to the Phalosi Mansion.

"Mentor, do you know how this magic guide machine was built?"

Her apprentices sat in the back seat of the car, for the demon realm that was still stuck in the Middle Ages.

In a blink of an eye, it has run to the era of the steam revolution and even the faint signs of the electric revolution, and everything seems so fresh.

They had been talking about "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" a few minutes earlier, and even the four apprentices were so frightened that they recognized Sir Bradhorn as the actor of 'Stanfield', and one of the brave apprentices stepped forward to duel the neurotic enforcer.

After the Prophet took a moment to dispel the apprentices' misunderstandings about Sir Bravithorn, and repeatedly insisted that "This Demon Is Not Too Cold" was a fictional story, their attention was drawn to the magic-powered vehicle.

With Sir Bravite's permission, the apprentices touched every corner of the car with their hands, and the Prophet was no exception to Nolan's finest magic machine crystal.

"I don't know the source of the magic for the time being, but the raw materials that build the surface of this magic machine are ......."

The Prophet's hand brushed over the surface of the vehicle, and the strength of these metals was far beyond the Prophet's expectations, and with the current production level of the Demon Realm, it was impossible to temper this level of metal.

Therefore, even if you know the principle of this magic guide machine, it is almost impossible to mass-produce it in the demon world.

The desire to learn made the Prophet look at the only spellcaster from Nolan in the car, Ciri.

"Don't look at me, my grade in this class is F, and I fought with the teacher of the magic machine because of this, of course, the final result is that I won."

Ciri shrugged his shoulders and said that his attainments in magic guidance machinery were infinitely close to zero, and by the way, he also boasted about his 'glorious deeds' in the academy.

"But you can look to the left of the car window, and you're about to get to the River of Gears, and across the River of Gears is Nolan's Atelier area, which we also call the Factory area, and by the way, the residents who live near the River of Gears are bothered by the noise."

Ciri dutifully acted as a tour guide, and Sir Bravitex's car drove right along the banks of the River of Cogears.

When Nolan's magnificent alchemy workshops came into their eyes, the Prophet's apprentices almost pressed their faces against the windows.

For these seekers, no one could resist the power of steel and iron snapping together and bursting out, and the magic particles that erupted from the chimneys of the Magic Factory were also a sight to behold in Nolan.

The Prophet was a little more reserved, but her expression was not very optimistic.

When she came to Nolan, she deeply realized that there was such a big gap between the civilization of mankind and the civilization of the demon world.

The demons are still troubled by the harvest of food, and there are almost no blacksmith shops, and the demons rely on their strong physique to resist the crusade of the human army, but when the weapons used by the human army become more and more powerful, the walls of the Great Wall of the Border will be toppled by humans sooner or later.

The thought of this made the Prophet shudder, and her wood-rimmed glasses reflected the magnificent factory buildings across the River of Gears, quietly hiding her longing in the depths of her heart.

"These places... Can we get in? The Prophet asked.

"Some of the smaller factories are free to visit, but the ones built by merchants and dwarf dwarves are completely off-limits, and I suggest you don't try to sneak out by force, or you'll have to beat up a bunch of spellcasters and rude squires to get out."

Ciri waved the staff he was holding, as if he had experienced first-hand how to beat those rude guys to the ground.

"That can't stop us." The Prophet didn't mind risking being surrounded to go inside the factory.

She came to Nolan to learn about human knowledge, and to take a certain risk for that knowledge, which the Prophet thought was worth it.

"There's no need for that." Ciri pointed to a factory across the river of gears and said, "See, the largest building with the chimney, it's one of the largest alchemy factories in Nolan, if you're interested, you can always go there and wander around a few times and come back." ”