Culture Conquers Foreign Worlds

After more than a week, Harvey occasionally visited Kenneth Randolph, the magician of the theater company. As the contact time increased, Harvey knew that he was better at illusion and plastic energy magic, because Harvey had no basic knowledge of magic. Kenneth couldn't even teach Harvey about magic. Just like mathematics, Harvey doesn't even know that 1+1=2, how could he teach Harvey to learn multiplication and division.

　　 But it's not completely impossible.

Kenneth was shocked when he learned that Harvey hadn’t used any mental training methods and his mental strength was far beyond that of ordinary people. There are different types of magic geniuses. Some people are born with strong spiritual power, and some have a better perception of magic nets. Strong, but also able to analyze magic from a unique level of knowledge. He tried to teach Harvey some basic spiritual meditation methods to hone his strengths.

　　"[Basic Meditation]

　　Level: E

　　 Description: The most basic meditation effect that can be achieved without the use of magic nets has also been popular among the nobles and knights. It can be used to quickly adjust the mental state, but only after a long period of basic meditation can the mental power be exercised.

　　Status: Inactive. (E-level proficiency activation conditions: intelligence value of 12 or more, energy value of 8 or more.

　　 No accident, Harvey mastered this basic meditation technique the next day. After trying it for a few days, Harvey found that this meditation method did not seem to have any more effect except to make his energy recovery faster.

　　 This is also of course, the meditation gate belonging to the magician needs to be connected to the magic net to use it. With the power of the magic net, it peers into the entire universe of stars and performs calculations according to the law. Legend has it that some powerful spellcasters can infer the orbit of a planet based on mental calculations alone.

Putting most of his energy into magic research, Harvey has not forgotten his own job. He is currently a debt novelist. If he wants to pay off the huge loan of 30 Barrons, he needs to win Leonard Publishing. The Leonard Fiction Award of the Society.

　　 In the empty room of the mansion, all the office furniture in Harvey's bedroom has been moved here. Compared with the spacious room, the decoration and furniture are still pitiful. Harvey sat at the desk with his hands flat on the desk, his eyes focused on the stack of writing paper in front of him, and a drop of ink from the ink bottle with the cap opened next to it melted into the white paper, and it soon appeared on it. Lines of clear text, vaguely with Harvey Adrian's handwriting style.

[Send away the Count of Monte Cristo, Albert went back to find his mother, and found that she was already in the female guest lounge. She was leaning on a velvet couch. The room was dimly lit, and the decoration metal ornaments reflected shimmering light. To make this room not completely darkened. Albert could not see his mother's face, her head was covered with a thin veil, like a mist. But he noticed that her voice seemed to change. The roses and crape myrtle flowers in the vase in the room exude a strong fragrance, but in the fragrance of the flowers, he can distinguish a pungent smell of olfactory salts. He also noticed that his mother’s scenting bottle had been taken out and placed on the bookcase. In a silver cup with pierced flowers. Albert came in and asked concerned: "Mother, did your body feel uncomfortable when I went out?"]

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　　 This is a plot clip in "The Count of Monte Cristo", and it is also the one that makes Harvey the most heartbreaking. The Count of Monte Cristo meets the former love, but she has married the enemy who framed the Count of Monte Cristo.

　　 "No matter how regrettable, the essence of this novel cannot be deleted!"

　　 Make sure that there is no error in the manuscript, Harvey carefully picked up the written manuscript and put it aside. The plot that had been conceived a long time ago continued to be copied into the second blank sheet of paper through the [Tiny Miracle].

　　 Now his writing speed is not trivial. Under the circumstance of one mind and two use, he separates a part of his attention to cast his own zero-order magic [tiny miracle] to write, and pay more attention to the novel itself. Harvey's thoughts are lively, so that he can "write" more than 10,000 words in an hour of concentration, but his writing time has increased unabated.

　　 He now spends one hour writing every day, and the remaining three hours are either looking up materials or looking through borrowed books to understand the unique cultural trends of the world.

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　　 Waiting in the living room, the young reviewer Pran Garcia is already sitting in it.

"Then I will go back to sort out your novel now, dear Mr. Adrian, your novel is so wonderful that even the reviewer of me is addicted to it and can’t wait to understand the fate of every character in the novel. I wish I could read all the contents of the novel in one sitting." After Pulang Garcia retrieved the manuscript of the novel from Harvey, as always, he respectfully flattered him, and his eyes showed sincere compliment.

　　 Harvey stood up and shook his hand and smiled: "I really hope my novel can be worthy of your praise."

　　 "Of course." Pulan replied without hesitation, but after speaking, a gloomy expression appeared on his face, and he stopped talking several times.

　　 Harvey caught him with a strange look and asked: "Mr. Pulan, are there any questions?"

　　Pulan recovered, gritted his teeth and suddenly asked: "Oh~ I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted, Mr. Adrian, if I can, can I ask a rude question?"

"Please speak."

　　 "Why did you write a novel? As far as I know, you never seem to be involved in this field before."

　　 "Just as there is a sentence in the book that money is the most effective and greatest power to dominate mankind, the bonus in newspaper advertisements touched me, and it happened that I desperately needed money to sustain my life. UU看书www.uukanshu.com

　　 Pulan’s complexion darkened again: "Do you want your work to win the Leonard Award?"

　　 Harvey nodded: "It's true, what's wrong?"

"Compared to those noble ideas, this statement is indeed more suitable for Mr. Adrian. This is certainly not derogatory, because it makes me feel closer to life, just like your novel. The problem is that your purpose is to think To win the Leonard Award, maybe I shouldn’t talk too much. You should have noticed from the newspapers. This time the essay is to serve another work "Wild Rose."

　　 Harvey nodded stubbornly: "There is hope."

"The quality of the novels of "The Count of Monte Cristo" is beyond our expectation. In fact, even if we are here to promote "Wild Rose", the number of readers' feedback about "The Count of Monte Cristo" yesterday has exceeded that of "Wild Rose". Just like my stupid arrogance at the time, the quality of a work does not entirely depend on the quality, but more on the identity of the author."

　　 "Do you mean that "The Count of Monte Cristo" cannot be treated on a level playing field."

　　 "Mr. Adrian, I assure you that I will try my best to apply to the above. A good work should not be buried and defeated by a vulgar work."

"thank you very much."

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　　 After coming out of Harvey's mansion, Pulan's face was hot. He felt that he must be crazy just to say something to Harvey, which violated the rules of their publishing house.

　　 "Crazy? Maybe so."

　　 Pulan squeezed the manuscript of the novel in his hand and whispered to himself, no! As a reader and a reviewer, he may have fallen in love with this work. He can only protect it as much as he can, and does not want it to be buried by mediocrity.