The Spanish living room is very artistic, with curvaceous mirrors and curvaceous chairs that Randy has never seen in any other country.

But wasn't Spain once the world hegemon? Why do you look a little poor? As an old power, where are the oil paintings and intricate carvings on the walls?

Well, Randy wasn't here to appreciate art, there were four people sitting in the living room, and Randy recognized two of them at a glance.

The four of them split into two groups, three of them were talking happily together, and the other was sitting in the corner.

In the corner is Wolf of the Dark Federation. Qu, a little-known architect, can this be considered a big guy?

Of the other three, Randy knew that one of them had a little messy hair, "Albert, you prophet and scientist, why did you make such trouble?" ”

"Randy, it's nice to meet you, you're here, won't you let me come?"

"I'm a professional combatant, I am needed here, can you fight?"

"I can fly, I can pass information, and I can drop bombs from the air to destroy the enemy."

"Come on, now there are walkie-talkies on the battlefield, and senior officers have magic telephones, will you need to send messages?

My pet is a sacred dragon that has been wounded by four enemy fighters, and how can a prophet who can't do leather armor survive in the sky? ”

"Even if I put a gun in the trench, I did my part."

"Albert, wouldn't you do your research properly?"

"Now, Dr. Chan is showing a very strong hostility towards us Jews and is stirring up to clean us up.

I can't stay in Prussia anymore, how can I study? ”

Randy is really not good at persuading people, and he is blocked by Albert in three sentences.

Seeing that he was no match for the prophet, Randy decided to settle the corners first, and then attack Albert, and came to Wolfe.

"You're here to fight too?"

"No, Randy, you misunderstood me, the three of them are here to fight, and I'm here to deliver supplies to the Republican Mansion.

Didn't you entrust me with procuring machinery and equipment from the Dark Federation or something? As a result, my company has business contacts with many merchants.

A lot of supplies are needed to fight a war here, and if you have money and don't make money, I'm not here. ”

This is the Wolf I know. Qu well, it's very dark federation money supremacy style, it turns out that this is not the object of my persuasion.

I'll just say he's sitting in the corner, and he definitely can't get along with a top class like Albert.

However, instead of going to the rebels, he came to help the republican government transport supplies, which is finally conscientious. Although most of his material prices have no conscience, it would be good to be able to come.

But the other two can talk to Albert very happily, and they must be big guys, "You two are-"

Albert introduced Randy, "This is the famous master of the art, the great painter Picasso. ”

Eh, you're a painter who also goes to the front line to join in the fun?

"Master, you are in your fifties, and you are really not suitable to be a soldier."

"But Spain is my country, and I have to fight for it. Moreover, if you are old, you can't fight with bayonets, so don't you need generals here? ”

Feeling that this person doesn't know anything about military affairs, Randy was choked and couldn't go along with it, and he didn't dare to mess with this master.

Another man in his thirties, wearing a pair of eyes, only one of which was bright, stood up and took the initiative to introduce himself, "My name is Sartre, a New Franconian."

I can't compare with the two of them, I'm just an ordinary middle school teacher, and dying on the battlefield is not a loss to the world, so you don't need to persuade me. ”

This, secondary school teacher? It's not a big guy, but if you can talk to Albert, it should be very level, right?

How do you persuade yourself? Are you unfit for war with one eye? This is more suitable for rifle aiming, and Randy himself convinced himself.

Albert smiled, "Don't listen to his self-deprecation, he is a famous philosopher, who has just returned from studying in Prussia."

It's true that he's a teacher, but he's the first in the New Franconian teacher exam, and he's already a well-known sage.

From the point of view of my prophet, he is now at the peak of his learning, and he is the most profound man of New Frankish thought, and he is just one chance away from the great sage. ”

"I'm not a great sage after all. There are so many sages in this world. I'm stuck in a bottleneck right now, and I may not be able to break through it for the rest of my life.

This world is so ridiculous and meaningless, and I can only feel my existence if I follow my heart and fight for freedom. ”

Randy has always admired the sages and the great sages, their brains are far smarter than their own, and their clumsy mouths and cheeks are clumsy, how can they convince the sages?

It seems that the task given to him by the commander is not completed, and he still has a good time going to the front line to fight.

But what Picasso and Sartre, I didn't know him, and it was none of my business to persuade him to pull it down. Albert's entry into battle is pure, a loss for humanity.

Privately, Randy has always believed that workers, farmers, scientists, engineers, and doctors, who create materials and cure diseases, are the most useful.

Painters, musicians, etc., it doesn't matter if they're dead, except for the person who created "that song" - of course he didn't dare to say it publicly.

As for the sage, Randy thinks that someone who is as down-to-earth as Shi Yuan is really useful, at least he has to dare to lead a rebellion like Suningning.

Isn't it a waste of food to sit in a quiet place and think about the meaning of life when you have eaten all day?

Practice makes sense, maybe this guy named Sartre went to the battlefield to fight a few battles, and he broke through, and Randy even wanted to encourage him.

But Albert - Randy scratched his head, or he would have just tied him up and sent him away.

Seeing that Randy looked anxious and helpless, Wolf rolled his eyes and coughed.

"I think it's okay, the three of them are elites in various fields, and they can use their advantages to make greater contributions to this battle, and it's a good idea to work hard."

Albert shook his head, "I'm a student of pure theory, and I don't need it for war, unless—alas! ”

Wolf didn't know what Albert's "unless" was, the fox who had wandered to the Dark Continent had his logic, "You are a world celebrity, you can give a speech and morally support a just war." ”

"I've done this before, and I've gone everywhere I can."

"Then you can donate money."

Wolf pointed to the wall in the living room, "Look, how poorly decorated is this place?" Do you know why Spain has no money? This battle was fought.

Spain had been hollowed out by profiteers in order to obtain war materials. ”

Randy thought ill-intentionedly, aren't you just a profiteer?

Wolf seemed to know Randy's thoughts, "My goods are just things about people's livelihood, and the price increase is very limited." Do you know who makes the most money? The Federation of Sioux.

The Spanish government was restricted from shipping to countries around the world, and their arms could only be obtained from the Sioux Federation. This unique business is the most profitable, and the arms can be sold by Lao Maozi to a sky-high price.

So you can't bear to watch the hot-blooded volunteers fight with the enemy with bayonets?

You donate a little more money, and here there is one more plane, one more artillery, it is not much more useful than charging yourself. ”

Albert was quite moved, "But I don't have any money myself, or should I use my influence to go to various countries to raise donations?" ”

"Why don't you work so hard, you don't know your hidden wealth.

You are now the greatest scientist in the world, and if nothing else, give me the manuscript you developed for the theory of relativity, and take it to the Dark Continent for auction, and I can get back at least four million dollars for you. ”

Damn it, Randy, who was listening, was shocked, it turns out that scientists can make so much money? A few pages can sell for four million dollars?

Now the dollar is pegged to gold, 35 dollars can buy an ounce of gold, 4 million dollars is 3 million gold coins, more than 7 tons of gold.

In the hands of Randy, a rich man, there are more than 300,000 gold coins left.

Randy is a turtle, underestimating the value of a scientist's fame, what is four million?

Albert's later manuscript of the general theory of relativity was auctioned by a wealthy man surnamed Li named "Bancheng", and it was auctioned for 83 million yuan, worth more than 20 tons of gold.

Albert himself was shocked, "My manuscript is so valuable?" It's a pity I didn't stay.

I had the results and felt that the manuscript was useless, so I threw it away a long time ago. ”

Randy slapped his thigh, you just threw away such a valuable thing, what a loser.

Albert is almost the most intelligent person in the world, and he immediately figured out how to do it.

"It's okay, although the manuscript was thrown away, I'm still there. And I have a printed paper, so I can just copy it myself.

Without further ado, I'll do it here, and this page is a fighter jet. ”

Unconsciously, Albert, the smartest man, has been led astray by the old fox Wolfe.

No longer mentioning the matter of going to the battlefield with a gun, his battle has become sitting in the living room copying his own manuscript.

Randy put his hand behind his back and gave Wolf a thumbs up, and sure enough, the old fox persuaded people to be better than himself.

Wolf winked at Randy secretly, smugly, and looked back at Albert.

"Professor, since you are having a hard time in Prussia, if you go to the Dark Federation, and the major societies are vying to hire you, won't you be able to continue your research?"

Randy suddenly shook when he heard this, Albert himself has been staring at it for a long time, and now he is likely to be attracted away by the Dark Federation, this-