Chapter 158 Rent a piece of land
“You can’t move here.”
“It’s okay, just move it.”
“When I put it back carefully, I found a few extra parts. ."
"I'm not that stupid."
……
“Are you stupid?”
“Accident, accident.”
……
Frederick finally made the calculated calculations that were taken apart I reinstalled the device and nothing happened after turning it on.
"You're stupid." Psyche laughed at him from the side, "I told you not to move this place. As soon as you touch the magic brain crystal, the magic supply will be cut off. Without the magic power to maintain, the 'little man in the bottle' inside will naturally It's over."
Frederick sighed helplessly and asked: "What should I do?"
"No way." Psyche shrugged, "This one. The calculator was already a brick, so he had to go to Ogilvy to flash it.”
Frederick could only slump on the sofa and stare blankly at the ceiling of the living room.
This calculator from Ogilvy can be said to be a kind of golem puppet with only calculation function. It can currently perform four arithmetic operations with tens of digits.
It converts numbers and symbols into magic signals through the keyboard and inputs them into the magic brain, and then the magic brain outputs the results through magic signals. The output terminal is the kind of color-changing crystal used on pea guns to show whether there are bullets in the barrel. The effect is a bit like an LCD screen, and it is also divided into two lines. The top is the result, and the bottom is the numbers and symbols being input.
“I have never understood,” Frederick asked Psyche, “What is the principle of this magic brain?”
Psyche sat on the sofa next to him and watched. A comic book, and replied without looking up: "I just said it, the little man in the bottle."
"The magic brain uses one's own soul or someone else's soul as the master, and uses the magic of the virtual soul to copy it. A section, and then stuffed into the empty magic crystal. "
"This virtual soul is in the container and behaves a bit like a person, so it is called the villain in the bottle. "
At this time, Frederick asked in surprise: "If you completely copy a person's soul, wouldn't there be a second identical person?"
Psyche raised her head and gave him a pair of Rolling his eyes, he raised the comic strip in his hand, pointed to a character on the cover and asked: "Do you know this person?"
Frederick read the comic book and replied: "This was drawn by Thomas. That "Two Bears", this person was painted after Huo Zhenplozi."
Psyche asked again: "So is the portrait on the cover the same as the real person?"
Frederick replied: "Of course it's different. Not to mention that this is just a portrait, but the image is also slightly deviated due to the engraving."
"The same goes for virtual souls." Psyche continued to read the comic strip and said, "Affected by factors such as observation methods, understanding of the ontology, limitations of copying technology, operator level, and material limitations, the industry has struggled for hundreds of years. It is always 50 years away from the perfect copy of the soul. "
"So far, the virtual soul has no thinking ability, lacks the ability to understand, and only has the ability of conditioned reflexes. After receiving the order, the virtual memory should be stored. Just do whatever you want."
"Whether it's an undead skeleton or a golem puppet, it's easy to just kill people in combat, but more complex actions will be troublesome."
" Another research direction is to simulate animal golems and copy the souls of animals, which is quite useful."
After hearing this, Frederick reluctantly understood and said after thinking: "So, it. It can also be used to calculate many things, and maybe even type automatically.”
Psyche asked him curiously: "Do you know the principle of a typewriter?"
"A little understanding." Frederick replied, "I remember that it is a combination of connecting rod and lever. No matter what, I am free. Let them study it.”
He has always had a lot of ideas, but it is difficult to implement them, so he can only take his time.
Psyche rolled her eyes at him and said: "I'm really lazy."
Frederick said unconvinced: "You also said that I seem to be very diligent. I leave the castle twice a month to go to your soy sauce shop, and go back to my room to lie down when I have nothing to do all day long.”
Psyche said nonchalantly: "You will understand when you are my age."
Frederick had a black line on his head, and when he reached her age, whether the grave would be there or not would still be a problem.
He glanced at the newly bought clockwork clock in the living room. It was time to study at night.
At this time, his brain twitched and he said to Psyche: "How about we play a few tricks tonight."
Psyche put down the comic strip and looked at him doubtfully. His eyes seemed to be asking "Isn't it good to be alive?"
Frederick shrugged and replied: "Master asked."
Psyche closed the comic strip with a cheerful smile on her face. On the training ground, as soon as Frederick picked up the two-handed sword for training, a group of elemental puppets appeared around him.
"Hey!" Frederick shouted hurriedly, "Didn't you take action yourself?"
Psyche looked very innocent and said: "I That's how it works. How can a lady wield a sword by herself?"
Frederick was speechless, and then he was beaten by a group of people all night.
While saying "I am doing this for your own good", Psyche controlled the elemental puppet to strike hard.
"Hiss..."
When Frederick lay in the tub, the warm potion stimulated the bruises on his body, and he grimaced in pain.
The special bruise potion is very effective, and the pain will disappear after a while.
This was already a daily routine for Frederick. That day when Richard Naer saw him on the mountain, killing a general and seizing the flag among thousands of troops, his feet were shaking with fear. Then he increased the intensity of training and studied by himself every night. There are high-intensity sparring exercises, and the intensity is subject to breaking bones.
"I envy you so much." Someone said in the bathroom, "I have masters sparring with me every day."
The speaker was a girl in her early 20s, with dark blond hair and green Eyes, tall and tall, with two pieces of white cloth tied around his body, he was mixing sesame oil in the bathroom.
Frederick leaned his head on the tub and couldn't help but ask her: "You are also a princess and you know how to summon. Isn't it difficult to find a master to train with you?"
The girl said with a wry smile. : "So what about the princess? I still owe you a large amount of ransom money and will be your slave."
"My father has too many concubines and twenty or thirty brothers and sisters. To the royal family, I am just a name on the annual annuity list. I am just a person who scares people outside. I am nothing at home."
< br>“If I were really that rich, I wouldn’t work for Ansbach.”
Frederick said “oh” after hearing this.
At this time, the sesame oil was mixed, and Altasha easily took Frederick out of the bathtub with one hand and put him on the bed beside him, and began to apply the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing and meridians-relaxing and collateral-activating medicine on him. of sesame oil, while continuing regular massage.
During the formal massage, the body was very relaxed and hypnotic, and Frederick yawned.
"Let me ask you." He asked, "Do you have any specialties on Green Island?"
Altasha replied: "What else is there, isn't it the fire magic crystal in the ground? Sheep, and fish in the sea.”
Frederick had done his homework before and had a good understanding of this island in the Arctic Ocean, which is located in the northwest of the mainland and has an area of more than two million square kilometers and many volcanoes and hot springs. A certain understanding.
He said nonchalantly: "How about we do business? You purchase fire magic crystals and wool from Green Island and sell them to me. If I see what I have here that is suitable over there, buy it and take it back. Sell."
Altasha was rubbing the bruise on the back of his right shoulder and said helplessly: "Forget it, I don't have the strength to keep the business."
"My territory is on Cod Island, which is seven or eight hundred kilometers away from Green Island. The cargo ship was robbed as soon as it landed on Green Island."
Frederick asked doubtfully: "Isn't it possible to trade in your territory? ?”
Altasha replied helplessly: “My territory has no port and no money to build one.”
At this time, the bruise on Frederick’s shoulder had disappeared, and she Turn this guy over.
"Then I will lend you money." Frederick said, "I will set up a trading point in your territory, where I will place and receive goods."
Altasha was a little tempted. When she was working at Ansbach, she also studied the local specialties of Wesson Territory, and knew that they would sell well in her hometown, but in the end she shook her head.
"I have nothing to pledge to you." She shook her head and said, "Do you want me to pledge myself to you? Your hair hasn't grown yet. You can use me when you grow up. They are all old and worthless.”
The corner of Frederick’s mouth twitched.
Even though Altasha is in good shape now, because she is located in an alpine area, her diet is rich in oil, meat, and wine. After the age of 25, she starts to look like a wine barrel.
Given the age difference between the two, she saw that giving Frederick a bath was no different from handling the big fish back home. She removed the scales, soaked them in blood, applied sesame oil, then rolled them in flour and then fried them. But there was no need. There are only two steps to remove the scales.
Frederick thought for a while and said: "Then I will rent a piece of land. It will be like my territory. I have the final say. I will build a port there and the customs duties will be divided equally. I will return it to you when the money is paid back. "
Altasha looked at the bruises on Frederic's left arm quietly, looking like he was thinking about it. After putting the guy back in the tub, he said, "Let me think about it."< br>
Frederick said: "Don't worry, you are a member of the sisterhood, and with Teacher Psyche here, I will not trick you."
He felt that Altasha belonged to the school The type who is a bit stupid in learning magic is suitable to be a scholar, not a manager. Otherwise, he would have objected to this proposal similar to a concession at the first time, at least it means that it cannot garrison troops or the like.
However, Altasha had a nail-sized red maple leaf tattoo below her navel, which was the symbol of a member of the Witch Sisters, and Frederick did not dare to go too far.
(End of this chapter)