The Riddler Get Out of Terra

Yaye felt that maybe, maybe, or there was some relationship with Teacher Kelxi:

For some reason, Yaye always felt that the mission leader and the teacher seemed to dislike each other, and instinctively wanted to strike first and give the other party a blow...

But Yaye always had a hunch that even if she knew that Usha was such a rare and important existence, Teacher Kelsi would still let Yaye, her current eldest disciple, receive Usha - thinking about it this way, it doesn't seem to make any difference... …

"Well...how do you feel about Babel's teaching style? How does it compare with Messenger College?"

Yaye organized his words for a while before revealing the topic before Usha spoke excitedly:

The little messenger herself didn’t know it, but the education she received and the treatment she enjoyed were actually favors that even Sakaz before the civil war would not have dared to think about. Yaye heard these stories from her teacher and His Highness, and she had no idea about the current situation in Kazdaele. There is an instinctive desire to know better.

She was persecuted by Usas, but even in the most affluent moments, it was difficult for her parents to take Yaye to those academic institutions for exchanges. Usas's xenophobia was so natural that Yaye was treated with great care by teachers. The students taught have unrealistic illusions about school.

She wondered a little about what the schools in Kazdale were like.

Yaye tried to learn more from Usha - for scholars like her, it has become an instinct to infer their emphasis on science and medicine from a place with the strongest academic atmosphere in a country. The attention made her want to know more about this aspect.

Usha's description of Alphonse University was so fascinating that Yaye, whose educational conditions were second to none in Babel, began to imagine what it would be like there.

This made her fascinated by Alphonse. As long as Usha was willing to talk, Yaye even hoped to chat with her for a whole day, look at the photos she gave, read the books she brought, and outline the new card in her mind. One and a half claws of Zdel - perhaps, this will be a sharp sword thrust straight into Ursus's chest.

She had no choice but to ask in advance, interrupting Usha's continuous sharing, so that the topic could be deflected in the direction of the Tower of Babel - Yaye had a mission after all, and even now she wanted to talk to Usha and sleep together, It's not impossible to give her underwear to wear, but some problems must not be ignored like this.

"Hmm!" Usha said in a strange tone: "It's really different from the courses taught to students. Everyone here is an old-timer who has completed at least hundreds of battlefield medical treatments."

"Eh? How did Miss Usha figure it out? In fact, many of our teachers are scholars who came here to do research. But today's senior Pith is indeed a very powerful field doctor." Yaye said curiously.

"Because Dr. Pith did not teach the broad categories, but explained difficult and complicated diseases."

"Can Usha actually understand?" Yaye was even more surprised: "Well, I didn't mean to belittle Miss Usha, but I thought that the natural disaster messengers who came from the Messenger Academy were good at observing natural disasters and sorting out information. I didn’t expect you, Usha, to be proficient in medicine.”

"It's not proficient," Usha modestly picked up one side of her hair and said a little shyly: "The required courses at the Courier Academy are natural disaster observation, meteorology and origin stone science. It requires a minor in outdoor survival courses and training. The political ecology and languages ​​of various countries.

But if we still like it, we can go to other colleges to take classes, or sign up for some elective courses. During this time, I took courses in engineering, medicine, and Originium technology, and I know a little bit about it. "

"So that's it...then what do you think is the difference between our professors and the college's courses?"

Yaye became interested.

Chapter 39 Dark Fire ([-])

"Alphonse University was not originally supposed to be a university. The original proposed name was Alphonse College - Minister of Scientific Research of the Kazdaele Empire.

Ms. Akashi believes that using the learning device she developed can greatly reduce the time it takes ordinary people to learn knowledge and quickly cultivate a group of technical talents. "

“In this case, why are there still divisions between elementary, middle, high school and even universities?

After the birth of learning devices, knowledge is no longer a skill that requires long-term painful training to master, so why set up class divisions?Isn’t it enough that each researcher only needs to input the knowledge and let the students learn? "

“The results of the pilot practice have been mixed.”

"For ordinary mercenaries or farmers, they can quickly master agricultural knowledge and industrial skills. After a period of practical training, sophisticated technical equipment is no longer as difficult to understand as a bible.

The first phase of Kazdaele's industrial and agricultural reforms can be carried out at a hundred times the speed of Victoria, quickly catching up with the opponent's technical level. "

"But for those children who are growing up, they are naive, irritable, have a weak world view, and too much knowledge combined with the unformed three views (outlook on life, world view, values ​​- summary from Prime Minister Kong Ming) will not only make everything better Too bad there is almost no other feedback.”

"'Of course we can quickly obtain a group of, well, well, to put it bluntly, a group of skilled migrant workers to participate in the construction of Kazdale, but what is our initial wish?

Is this the way to exploit the Sakaz people and destroy the entire civilization at all costs? '

His Majesty Resandral rejected Akashi's plan. Since then, children aged six to eight have gone to elementary school to learn all kinds of basic knowledge and writing, and children aged eight to 12 have gone to middle school, working their way up from the branches of basic subjects. The foundation of subject skills required by universities has been laid.

In this process, teachers, schools, friends, family, and even the Laplace system are all involved in the formation of young children's personalities, trying to cultivate a life of toughness, ambition, understanding of responsibility, kindness and strength as much as possible.

Finally, students choose whether to enter university for further studies. Those who are interested in further study will participate in in-depth research in various large-scale disciplines in the future, serving as a talent reserve base for the Ministry of Scientific Research and the Ministry of Industry.

Children who are unwilling to further their studies can choose another path - the cost of the learning device is subsidized by the state, and anyone who wants to learn can get the opportunity to change their destiny through it. "

"I will always remember His Majesty Leisang's serious expression when someone asked, 'What will the future look like?' It was as majestic as the sea and as cold as steel. I can use all the words to describe the panic and fear that face brought to everyone.

But we will not be afraid, because His Majesty is really telling us what hope is. He said that he does not want class to be solidified, so everyone must be given the right to choose, and learning devices have emerged.

He said, the world is yours as well as ours, but in the final analysis it is yours, but we have passed on all the hardships and difficulties that should be endured, so that you don’t have to endure another hardship or bear another difficulty.

He said that there is still a lot of suffering and difficulties in this world. Maybe in your future, someone will secretly change the concept and link the nobility of personality and the difficulty of work with ridiculous paper tickets, making people confused between ghosts and ghosts, so they are stuck. Zdel will use two payment systems - one for salary and one for contribution. "

"Your Highness Leisandral, I'm sorry, I really can't blame His Majesty on His Highness Leisandral. This is not because I don't respect him, but because I want him to stay young and live like this.

His Highness Leisang made many promises, big or small, early or late, but in the end we all achieved them. "

"The teachings at the Tower of Babel are very powerful, and I have gained a lot of knowledge. But in fact, as long as Dr. Warfarin is willing to input your memory and experience into the master version of the learning device, many people who are interested in medicine can know this." How to operate.

These experiences are important to doctors, but they are cheap and ubiquitous as long as learning devices are available.

In fact, in college, we only need three months to learn a vast amount of knowledge through learning devices, and the rest of the time is a practical day of continuous internship and continuous improvement under multiple inspections. "

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"That's what she told me."

Yaye sat sluggishly in the seat of the conference room of the medical department, and explained the news he heard from Usha in detail to the veterans and new geniuses. Xiao Feilin was torn apart by the magnificent description in Usha's mouth and was full of guard. , was so astonished by the little messenger's description of Lysandral that his blood boiled.

It is unimaginable that someone could be so selfless, great, gentle, and strong...

Yaye could not help but feel a fondness for Resandral - as long as he heard about his career and understood his methods, this was Sakaz's inevitable fate.

Since the emergence of the kingdoms on Terra, no one has ever made such a serious promise to the common people. He tore up the alliance, slaughtered the royal court, defeated Therese's army, besieged Theresia's Tower of Babel, and brutally destroyed the entire Kazdare was placed under a splendid authority.

In the end, it was not for the eternal throne or eternal wealth, nor for the royal family to be passed down from generation to generation. Lysandral smashed everything in the old era to create a new era, rather than destroying the old ones. Just pick and choose and choose what is beneficial to you and carry on.

He wants to give dignity, knowledge, civilization and spirit to the Sakaz people. He wants to end the war in the land of Kazdare so that people do not have to live in separate families. He wants to keep poverty, pain and disaster away from this paradise that he built with his own hands. .

How could this be?

What about the people?

Yaye wanted to shed tears whenever he thought about the existence of people like Resandral in this world.

Her blood was rushing, her brain was boiling, and her tenacious spirit tortured by hatred and pain was rejoicing. The unprecedented surging enthusiasm made Yaye's pale face blush.

She can suspect that what Usha said may not be true. The real Resandral may be an individual ambitious person with a purpose, trying to make the Sakaz family sink forever and become the captives of him and his family—— Like those bastards from Chernobog who killed her father.

"His Royal Highness Leisang is formulating some agenda with Kong Ming. He is trying to use the Laplace system to eliminate the consumption caused by the complex bureaucracy. He also plans to use the Laplace system to supervise the entire system and forcefully promote open, fair and just politics. Law, enforcement system.”

"As long as you go to Alphonse University and listen to his lectures, you can take out the latest Laplace machine and see the political operations that are a mystery in other countries. If Miss Yaye has any doubts, go there. Alphonse, all problems will be solved.”

But every time she thought about it, what Usha said on the way to the canteen with her to eat was vaguely in her memory.

She was so frank and enthusiastic that Yaye unconsciously imagined the same city as she described, and his head was tormented by dreamlike fantasies and fanaticism.

I am already a waste of money and want to go to Alphonse to see the world...

Looking at Teacher Kelxi who was frowning at her narration, Yaye thought dazedly.

Chapter 40 Dark Fire ([-])

thump--

Usha woke up from her drowsy nap and caught the culprit before she even opened her eyes.

The clanking and clanging sounds were endless, consuming the few hours of sleep the messenger lady had.

The girl rubbed her eyes and stood up, seeing what the roommate assigned to her in the Tower of Babel—or rather, the roommate she randomly selected for a few days—looked like:

The gray fluffy cloak and the close-fitting combat uniform were hidden in every corner of the costume. The bright red Originium explosives in Usha's energy field of vision were specially solidified before going to bed to prevent sneak attacks.

Seems like a non-mainstream?

Usha commented like this after looking at the brightly colored Originium-level hints on this person's chest, lower abdomen, thighs, heels, and even around his butt.

"Are you the messenger sent over there?" The cohabitant's golden pupils stared at Usha teasingly, her smile was pleasant but not intimate at all, and every mark on her cheek seemed to tell her of her unwelcome attitude towards the little messenger. .

It's troublesome... but it's interesting.

"My name is Usha, I am the official messenger of Kazdaele. Nice to meet you. Well, what should I call you, Miss Housewife?"

Usha answered with the same smile, but it was different from when she faced Warfarin. At this moment, the messenger lady seemed to have a cold and capable face, with nothing left except her smile.

"..."

w looked coldly at Usha, who was like a mirror to her, and the last arc at the corner of her mouth disappeared.

"W, you can call me that."

She stared at her coldly, her golden pupils filled with mist-like vigilance and murderous intent, and the Originium bomb activators hidden in her palms, fingers, and even wrists and arms were ready to move.

"It turns out to be Miss W." Usha still smiled. After seeing W's threatening behavior, Miss Messenger not only didn't take it seriously, but even apologized pretentiously:

"Ah, Miss W, what are you doing? Why is there a transmitter? It seems to be directly connected to the bomb here... Could it be..."

She raised the corners of her mouth maliciously:

"Is Babel planning to assassinate me, an exchange student, to express dissatisfaction with Kazdaele's rule?"

"Tsk."

w frowned and glared at Usha. Her originally pretty appearance was irritated by Usha's pretentious tone, and her naked aggression was vividly interpreted by her ferocious expression.

"Messenger Sarkaz can't even survive in the wild? The Tower of Babel is Her Royal Highness Theresia's palace, are you worthy of speaking nonsense here?"

"Mercenaries are holding weapons in the wilderness. There are naturally weapons here. Do I still have to throw my capital into the warehouse and go to the warehouse manager to beat me pitifully when I need it? Apply?"

She threw a soft nail at him in a sinister manner.

"Rookie, it was you who broke into my position. I was being kind by not telling you to get out."

w approached Usha, stretched out his index finger with great force, and pointed at her chest, which was flatter than Kelsey's old lynx. His sandy fingertips left traces on Usha's plain top. Gloomy and ugly mud spots:

"I can blow you up into a piece of rotten flesh with just one bomb. It will be so stinky and black that you are so burnt. Who do you think you are? You dare to fight with me..."

"Bedroom?" Usha didn't pay attention to this. Listening to W's aggressive narrative, the messenger lady was not angry, but was so excited that her eyes were bright:

"You mean, Theresia admits that the Tower of Babel is her personal armed force, and the elite operators here are all her subordinates. Now that the Tower of Babel is busy sharpening its troops and sharpening its swords, is it planning to send troops to resist His Majesty Leisan?"

"I really didn't expect that the Tower of Babel had a disobedient heart. Even a small soldier could show clear hostility towards Kazdaele's First Empire. Did he even plan to beat the messenger, fake his death, and declare war on Kazdaele?"

"Huh? What are you talking about? People like you are torn apart.

It's just a piece of rubbish. Only the look in my eyes before I die can make me..."

Di-

This sound came from Usha's pocket.

W was frightened by the warning sound that sounded like the eve of a bomb detonating. He immediately stopped talking and turned around to leave Usha - but Usha didn't do anything big. She just took out a pure black bomb from her pocket. Water pen.

The red light indicating that the recording is complete is flashing.

"■■■World■■...■and reason■■."

Usha spoke again, this time no longer in the Kazdare language that made W furious. The voice she made was harsh and mocking, with clear mania and malice, and the cold tone tore away the thirsty blood that overflowed from the words. Incisively and vividly.

Usha's shadow under the light changed wonderfully.

A wave of distortion appeared in her petite shadow, slowly soaking through.

She threw the pure black pen into the shadow, moved her body a few more times to dissipate the distortion, and then continued to take out a black pen with W's reaction as if she was facing an enemy. Usha pressed it on the pen holder. , the recording of w's arrogance not long ago once again echoed in the dormitory where only the two of them were:

"Sarkaz Messenger..."

"Mercenaries..."

"...Get out...explode into a piece of rotten flesh..."

"What do you mean?"

w stared at Usha's actions coldly, not quite understanding her intention.

"What I mean..." Usha smiled and turned the recorder around, "I mean a lot..."

“Senior W, I don’t know that when Theresia was wronged and reached an agreement with Kazdel, allowing the Tower of Babel to stay in the territory of King Sarkaz, and sold her family’s secrets and the glory of the royal family while holding back tears, What will happen if your recording appears on the negotiation table?"

"What, what! Don't think you can threaten me——"

"What else can we do, Senior W?" Usha seriously interrupted W's stern expression, "You, a guy like you who became a monk halfway and foraged for food in the fields, it's hard to understand what selling property and memories can do to a person who has received a normal education. What does it mean?"

"In other words, do you know Theresa's life? Do you know her secrets?"

Usha stared at w, her small body carrying great majesty. Facing the stern and angry little messenger, w found that she shrank shamefully - but more than these, she wanted to know Her Highness Theresia. past.

"She is the Sakaz royal family and has inherited the king's inherent skills. The cowardly and fearful Sakaz fearfully calls the ability she inherited the 'Demon King'."

Usha sneered: "It's a ridiculous idea. It seems that the strength of the body cannot cover up the cowardice rising from their souls, so that there is a weakness in their bones that makes them want to kneel down."

"She had a barely passable childhood, a fairly stable teenager, and a broken youth - the Six Heroes of Sarkaz. Do you know this title?"

w nodded.