"Archimedes has the most notorious reputation, and the three of us are eccentric, and because of him, we are known as the four perverts of the Academy. Because he likes to think when he takes a bath, once he finds something, he will inevitably run around the street naked. Alas, the reputation of the four masters of the academy was ruined by him. ”

Su Ye said: "It seems that Archimedes is normal." ”

Aristotle squinted at Su Ye, and there seemed to be two big words written in his eyes.

Perverted!

In the magic carriage, Su Ye and Aristotle talk happily.

Slowly, Su Ye asked Aristotle for magic knowledge.

Aristotle was a teacher at the academy and taught seriously.

Su Ye took the magic book and recorded it crazily.

Aristotle's eyes continued to show appreciation, he thought that Su Ye would be proud after having a reputation that shocked Athens and an enviable multiple talents, and even wanted to compete with the four masters of the academy. He also felt that he was too young, and Su Ye would only treat himself as a peer and would not study modestly, but this was not the case at all.

Far east, in the royal city of Persia.

Izina looked at the two reports in front of her, sat on the Jewel Throne, and smiled.

One is from Euboea.

One is from the city of Ephes.

"Brother-in-law Madous was so lucky that he found the remains of a queen of the wind on the Greek island of Euboea, and said that he would bring it back to me after landing on the plain of Marathon and returning to the army victoriously. The Queen of the Wind and the Queen of Ice, the Born King, are rare miracle servants, which is really exciting. ”

Then, Ixina looked to the other side.

"Snatched my two miracle minions, and want to snatch the third? Dream on! I think about it, the next time we meet, I will let him know that his flame goblins and rock dwarves are vulnerable in front of the Queen of the Winds. However, save some face for him, after all, he is helping me make money. ”

It's getting dark.

"Arrive in Sparta right away, and you can look out the window right in front of you." Aristotle said.

Su Ye walked to the window and looked down.

At dusk, the land is vast, wooded, and undulating.

A majestic city stands ahead, like a fortress carved out of the mountains by the gods.

In the city, the most striking are the colossal statues of gods.

Like the city of Athens, the tallest statue here is still the statue of Zeus, the god-king in the east.

The next tallest is the statue of Hera, the queen god of the West.

But the most numerous are the statue of Ares, the god of war.

Bronze, marble, plaster, tin, wood, you name it.

In addition to the tall statues of gods, the most striking ones are the gray-and-white round buildings.

A dense circular gladiatorial arena.

In the middle of the city, a huge arena that far surpasses the Athenian Colosseum stands like a dragon's mouth.

The momentum of that gladiatorial arena is even greater than that of a god.

In each of the eight directions of this gladiatorial arena, there is a statue of Ares.

"Is that colosseum really the biggest in the world, better than Rome? And the number of gladiatorial arenas in Sparta also exceeds that of Rome? Su Ye asked.

"Yes." Aristotle said.

"What a spectacular city." Su Ye's heart slowly became hot.

"Learn to control your emotions, in Sparta everything is in the hands of Ares." Aristotle said.

Su Ye nodded, but he felt a little strange, he generally called Ares the god of war, and Aristotle called him by his name, not that he couldn't call it that, but Aristotle didn't seem to have the slightest respect for the god of war.

Suddenly, Su Ye turned his head to look to the side, then walked quickly to the side window of the carriage and looked down.

There were mountains lying horizontally, and a narrow canyon seemed to have been split by the sword of the gods, and the mouth of the valley faced the city of Sparta.

Even if it was far away, Su Ye, who had the eye of the demon eagle, saw a white forest in the canyon.

Su Ye's gaze dimmed, and the blood on his face slowly faded.

"Is that the Abandoned Canyon?" Su Ye asked.

Aristotle sighed and said, "Not bad. When a Spartan baby was born to a commoner other than the nobility, it was sent to a baby temple called Leske for examination. If the baby is too weak, it will be thrown into an abandoned canyon to fend for itself. Of course, there have always been good Samaritans feeding the babies inside, but it is clear that it is difficult for the babies in that place to survive. ”

Su Ye said: "So the surviving babies, even if they grow up, do not have Spartan citizenship and are called abandoned warriors." They could only become citizens of Sparta again after they had done great things. However, they and their descendants, even if they have made great achievements, can never become nobles unless they are promoted to demigods. Right? ”

"That's right. No abandoned warrior has been promoted to a demigod, and no abandoned warrior has become a nobleman. Aristotle said.

Su Ye sighed and said, "When I first heard about the abandonment of the canyon, I was a little sad, but I didn't expect to see it with my own eyes. ”

"Ares is Sparta, the Colosseum is Sparta, the First Greek Warrior Legion is Sparta, and the Forsaken Canyon is Sparta." Aristotle said slowly.

"Yes, where there is light, there is night."

At this time, the sun slowly sets.

The city of Sparta gradually fell in darkness.

Even the statues of the gods are left with only huge shadows in the night.

The carriage landed outside the city, drove slowly in, and finally stopped at the side gate of a huge gladiatorial arena.

The two of them stepped out of the carriage, and Su Ye looked up at the outer wall of the high gladiatorial arena.

"This gladiatorial arena is as big as the Colosseum of Athens?" Su Ye asked.

"The diameter is tens of meters smaller."

"It deserves to be a city of warriors and a city of gladiatorial fighting. Such a large gladiatorial arena only belongs to a gladiator academy? Su Ye asked.

"To be precise, only the strongest gladiator academy can enter this gladiatorial arena, and this gladiator academy only has one name called 'First Gladiator Academy'."

"How many gladiators are there in the First Gladiator Academy?" Su Ye asked.

"The number of gladiators registered at the same time is more than 10,000, and the number of people training in the academy now is generally not less than 5,000. Do you see the houses around you? ”

Su Ye looked at the white houses nearby.

"These dwellings are either inhabited by the gladiators of the First Academy, or by their families. More than 10,000 households in the entire neighborhood are related to the First Gladiator Academy. Aristotle said.

"Strange place ......"

Su Ye didn't expect that this Sparta was so much stronger than the Spartan of Blue Star.

"Let's go to Julius. He was the head of the First Gladiator Academy, a legendary figure. An ordinary civilian, just an ordinary black iron warrior, can rely on hard work and study, starting from a small stall, step by step to become a figure in Spartan City. Aristotle said as he walked.

"Are all gladiatorial academies in Sparta for-profit trading houses?" Su Ye asked.

"Yes, I was a little disgusted at first, but after digging deeper, I had to praise the great power of business. Without these gladiator merchants, Sparta would not have been so strong. Aristotle lamented.

Su Ye nodded and said, "Indeed." It is true that money is related to sin, but it is not money that brings sin, but people, which is a basic truth that many people do not understand. If money cannot be treated as an ordinary object like rice and noodles, whether it is beautified or scandalized, it will distort the whole society and hinder human progress. ”

"A rare angle." Aristotle glanced at Su Ye in surprise.

"Very simply, if you belittle and scandalize money, it will inevitably be tantamount to obstructing money from directly or indirectly promoting social progress; If money is over-glorified, people will use money as a measure of everything, leading to social regression. I believe that we should take a middle way when dealing with money, when money is a neutral thing, we should be wary of the erroneous remarks that advocate treating money as dung, and at the same time be wary of the erroneous remarks that money is more important than everything. The world is balanced, for example, some people belittle money, but everyone knows that the actual money is not that low, so there will inevitably be people who raise money. If everyone says that money is not high or low, then no one wants to raise it. Unfortunately, all the examples in history prove that human beings just like to go to extremes. Thankfully, though, better people don't. Su Ye said casually.

"Middle way? Middle Way? Middle Way! Su Ye, you are simply a treasure! Aristotle suddenly cried out excitedly.

Some people in the neighborhood looked over here, but Aristotle didn't care, his eyes kept flashing like magic lamps.

"Uh......" Su Ye suddenly realized that he had overlooked a key issue.

The current Aristotle may not have refined the concept of the "middle way".

Su Ye looked at Aristotle, who was crazy with excitement, and wanted to explain, brother, this is what you proposed!

"I figured it out, I figured it out! What you call the middle way in money can extend to morality and ethics, and even to various fields. For example, the middle way in morality is good, whether it is more or less, it is evil. Another example is ......"

Aristotle, like a teacher teaching a student, began to crackle and explain.

Su Ye saw it, what else could he do?

Take out the magic book and record it.

It took half an hour for Aristotle to finish his idea.

Finally, he suddenly bent down and bowed ninety degrees to Su Ye.

Su Ye hurriedly helped Aristotle to his feet.

"Hurry up......" Su Ye said busily.

"You are my word master." Aristotle said solemnly.

Su Ye couldn't help but laugh and said: "I just said it casually, at most, it gave you a little inspiration." ”

"Sometimes, a little inspiration is worth ten years of thinking." Aristotle said seriously.

Su Ye was helpless, but he couldn't tell the truth.

"Let's go, let's go find Julius. If I write a book about it in the future, I must indicate that you are the source of the 'Middle Way'. Aristotle was in a good mood, and there was a strong sense of recognition, respect and appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Su Ye.

"Actually, no, it's all your own understanding......" Su Ye was helpless.

"Nope! Let's not dwell on these details. Aristotle patted Su Ye on the shoulder affectionately and walked into the gladiatorial arena together.

Su Ye sighed in his heart, no wonder Aristotle had such a great achievement, the dignified Sanctuary Mage, the darling of the entire magic world, actually bowed to a young bronze mage so modestly.

Aristotle happily said to a man guarding the side door: "Go and tell Julius that Aristotle is coming." ”

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If it is a fake word.