Chapter 1734: Guard
Nine Star District.
A certain scientific research base was filled with joy.
Teachers and students are cheering.
“We don’t have to worry about funding in the future, we can just buy one bottle of reagents and pour another bottle.”
"One copy for all supplies at home, one in the laboratory, and one in the car, guaranteed to be used at any time."
"Unlimited investment, online application, quick approval in five minutes, am I dreaming?"
"Teacher, I heard that the laboratory next door has also received such investment."
"Oh, then we have to work harder and strive to produce better results."
"In the past, they invested in extraordinary abilities related to alien species and source power, and all they gave us was scraps. Now, finally, the pain is over."
"Yes, there are also those outstanding students who all want to be mages, players, and explorers, but they don't come to be graduate students or work on projects." A certain teacher sighed.
Being a mage and a player is so interesting, you have power, money, and longevity.
In comparison, boring experiments, data pieced together from many places, and papers that make people lose their hair are simply unattractive.
After thirty years of hard research, I have only achieved a little bit, and I am just a scientific research coolie.
Comparing the two comparisons, almost 99% of the talents have been lost.
Now, you can apply for various resources.
As long as you have resources, you are not afraid of being left alone.
Modern society is full of talents.
Every year, a large number of students graduate, and they have to worry about how to arrange them into suitable positions.
It is not uncommon for many PhDs to do undergraduate work.
What's more, after studying hard for 20 years, he finally became a gamer, moving wood and building houses in various worlds.
After the professors saw it, they shouted that it was a waste of natural resources.
“But, teacher, it says here that you can apply for various resources, so can we apply for quotas for aliens and mages?” A student suddenly asked.
“You can try it.” A certain teacher was also very excited.
Scientific research is good. After becoming a mage, wouldn’t it be better to do scientific research again?
However, after the students applied, a prompt popped up on the webpage: "You can apply, but you must wait until you retire before you can receive it. The application will be approved based on the evaluation before retirement."
Wen Rensheng is not a scientific researcher. Understand that most people are doing hard work. Modern scientific research is a team effort. The leader controls the direction and divides the tasks. The students and assistants below complete the experiments and data.
Finally analyze the results.
There is a lot of trial and error involved.
Many studies are ineffective in the end. It is the layman's idea to expect that every penny will be returned accordingly.
In fact, if you invest a thousand, it would be nice if one of them can be used on the right path.
Of course once you find the right path, the return rate is unlimited. Just like the research and development of penicillin, many people went in the wrong direction, but as long as one of them got it right, countless lives could be saved in the future.
The criterion for evaluation is whether these people are trying to find the right direction instead of mixing money.
For this point, it is difficult to judge in the real world, after all, there is no mind reading ability.
But in the Dongzhou world, it is much simpler because of the ability to read minds.
You can tell who is a pure bastard, who is a hard worker, and who is a hard worker.
Screening once a year is enough.
The diligent ones and hard workers will stay, and the bastards will be eliminated in proportion.
We can’t eliminate them all, sometimes the bad guys do miracles.
After placing this chess piece, Wen Rensheng did the second thing.
He wants to build a team of "Guardians".
The purpose, of course, is to protect the surrounding worlds so that they can maintain their own themes.
As for how to build it, he knew it well.
It is better to have local indigenous people.
...... Sir Sir, looking at the fireworks in the distance, he was shivering in the castle.
“Damn it, damn it, I am a noble knight, personally canonized by His Majesty the King, and they dare to bring a group of untouchables to rob my fields and my village.”
"Master, let's quickly go and join Countess Verna. She still has a hundred knights and three thousand militiamen." The civil officer next to him persuaded.
"The countess has been hanged." said the cavalry captain on the side.
He only has five cavalry under his command, and they are still half-armored.
He was better informed.
In fact, the reason why he and Mr. Jazz are still alive is because they are too weak and not worth a special trip.
It will be affected this time. It was a group of invaders who changed their route to return after attacking the countess, and robbed some supplies on the way.
"It's over, then where should I escape to? Your noble king, why don't you send an army to wipe out these rebellions?" Sir Sir cried.
What a waste.
The cavalry captain was very disdainful.
Unfortunately, my deceased father was a baron, and I was born with a title.
While thinking, a team in the distance approached the castle.
The team consisted of five hundred people, and there were only one hundred soldiers in their castle.
“What should we do now?” Sir Sir, he was anxious.
It's a pity that his brain, which has been unused for too long, really makes him unable to think of a solution.
The only thing that can be thought of is to hold the castle and wait for the king to send people to clean up these rebellions.
"We are going to organize the serfs and defend the city together. We will give them three meals after defending the city." The cavalry captain still has some sense.
"Then organize it quickly."
"No," the civil officer advised, "If the serfs are allowed to go up the city wall, they will be lured there. There are several castles like The serfs opened the gate. ”
"In this case, lock up those untouchables and never let them get close to the city gate!" Sir Sir yelled.
The cavalry captain sighed and looked towards the cliff behind.
The castle is built against the mountain.
He felt it was time for him to consider running away.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a bright light flashing in front of his eyes, and a sentence appeared in his ear.
"Do you want to protect your land? Do you want to protect your hometown?"
"No."
The cavalry captain said without hesitation.
He has no land at all here. The land belongs to Sir Sir, and he is just a mercenary.
As for his hometown, he was discriminated against and insulted there. Otherwise, how could he be a mercenary?
After answering, the light disappeared.
Then he saw that the jazz gentleman in front of him disappeared.
Half a minute later, Sir Sir appeared again.
The other person's eyes were full of energy, which was completely different from before.
The former jazz master was greedy and stupid, and he thought he was cunning and clever.
In fact, he is a fool who can't even read the ledger.
"I want to recruit soldiers, I want to protect my land and hometown, no outsiders can touch my land!"
He shouted, and then three more tentacles appeared on his body, They are all invisible to others.
He immediately began to give orders: "Will, you go call the blacksmith and make arrows. Haven, you go call your cavalry and attendants, we are going to break out."
The previous panic is not visible at all. On the contrary, Sir Sir at this time is like a commander who has experienced battles for a long time.
(End of this chapter)